You were made to farm, and now you're the emperor of an empire?

Chapter 392 You disturbed Diana

The moon hung suspended in the sky. It was nothing like the pure, bright moon that Lysa had described to him—a unique silver moon gem, mysterious and flawless.

Now it is eerie and terrifying, with a strong sense of coldness, and the pale moonlight makes people uneasy.

Green did not make any rash moves.

"What do we do now?"

He swore on Aaron's life that the Silver Moon Knights standing on either side of the aisle were no ordinary men.

The Silver Moon Knights, a unique unit of the Silver Moon Territory from a hundred years ago, were lightly armored and powerful in life; only third-tier knights could wear their armor.

At this moment, more than thirty Silver Moon Knights stood in neat rows, blocking the way.

Lysa also found it troublesome; the prophet hadn't told her the specifics. She took a step forward, her left hand shimmering with silver light, and probed the Silver Moon Knights' reactions from a distance.

The Silver Moon Knight remained motionless.

“It’s not a big problem,” Lysa said.

“Then you stay behind me,” Green said softly, taking a step forward as he was about to meet the Silvermoon Knight.

Two silver swords slashed down from the sky!

'I knew you guys would pull this trick!' Green drew his sword to parry, twisted his wrist, and swung it in a semi-circle, not only knocking the silver sword away, but also sending his two silver arm guards and iron gauntlets flying.

Green took a step to the left, gripped his knight's sword tightly with both hands, and slashed horizontally. The move was ordinary, but very solid. If the enemy was unarmored, the only result would be disembowelment, with intestines and internal organs spilling out onto the ground.

Bang!

The Silver Moon Knight standing at the front was immediately slashed away, his body parts falling off in a clattering sound that echoed through the tomb.

Looking over, Green could vaguely see exposed bones through the gaps in the armor. The silver sword and arm guards lay on the other side, revealing two white arm bones as well.

He realized as he was chopping that the armor wasn't empty; it contained white bones and skeletons.

"As expected, this happened!" Lysa exclaimed.

She had heard the legend of the witch's forest, but had never seen it with her own eyes.

Legend has it that if a knight wears armor for many years, the armor will change its nature, because the life force that a knight unleashes during battle will corrode those extraordinary metals.

Some determined knights, unable to accept death before their passing, would attach their souls to their armor—a great torment for the knight himself, as he was trapped in a state of neither life nor death, his soul forever lost and destined to vanish.

“The situation might be different from what you think,” Green shook his head. “They’re too weak.”

He had heard of this when he was young in Dragon Keep: if a knight died with resentment, he would be resurrected—if that were true, then the earth would be full of death knights.

“It’s not that I’m belittling them, but this is no easy feat. Only certain titled knights and legendary knights can achieve the resurrection of their obsessions,” Green pointed out. “Those are all high-ranking knights of the sixth rank or above. The higher their martial prowess, the easier it is. But they are not like that. In their previous lives, they were only at the third or fourth rank, roughly equivalent to me.”

He knew he couldn't do that.

The burial chamber also contained insects and rats. The Silver Moon Knight's flesh and blood had disintegrated, leaving only a skeleton with no muscles. It was a miracle he could even move, so he was easily cut down.

“If there really are high-ranking knights, then we’re in big trouble,” Lysa said with a wry smile. “I suspect they didn’t come here of their own volition.”

Grimm's handsome face turned serious. The Silver Moon Knights died in battle, then rose again, donned armor, and wielded swords, arriving at the crypt... It was obvious whose will this was all of.

Are you really sure?

The spirit sleeping in the tomb clearly did not want anyone to disturb the place, and the thought of facing such a person later made him look uneasy.

Although he had many witch colleagues, he only had one high witch, Margaret, and now he felt that the Moon Witch had gone mad.

The Silver Moon Knights died for her, and even in death they cannot rest in peace. What kind of mad witch is this? Lysa said solemnly, "Lord Grin, it's too late to back down now. The curse has taken effect on you. Only by removing the root cause can you be unharmed."

She can turn and leave now, completely unharmed; the curse won't affect her. But Grimm will surely die here, no amount of potions will help. And when she returns alone, given the King of Vale's temperament, won't he skin her alive?

“The Prophet himself has arranged this matter, so you can rest assured,” she reassured her.

Grimm sighed inwardly and stepped forward to clear out all the Silver Moon Knights in front of him.

These skeletons have a limited attack range; they will only retaliate when a living person gets close, and once defeated, they will remain silent.

Soon, Lysa stood before the two stone coffins.

The statues on the stone coffin depict the deceased's appearance and name during their lifetime.

The man was handsome and named Noel Silvermoon.

The woman was beautiful, named Diana the Moon.

Both stone coffins bear the same epitaph:
"The silver moon bears witness—Noel and Diana will love each other and be together forever, their fates intertwined."

The unparalleled Silver Moonstone stood between them, as if truly witnessing their love.

Lysa was overwhelmed with mixed feelings, lamenting her ill-fated destiny.

Even the Silvermoon Lord received such a grand reception after her death; if she had died by the roadside, most likely only wild dogs would have helped her collect her body.

Her great-grandparents, whom she had complained about for ten years, were right in front of her, and all Lysa could do was kneel down and bow her head in respect.

"Silver Moon bears witness! Ancestors of all ages, grant me strength, elevate my spirit, cleanse my body, awaken my bloodline, to bear witness to the Silver Moon's oath: to purify evil, to guard against darkness..."

Every noble family has its own family precepts, and the Silver Moon family is 'witnessed by Silver Moon'.

The set of oaths that Lysa was referring to was the Silvermoon Clan's oath, which she had memorized very well.

I don't know if this will be useful, but at least it conveys the meaning.

This also means that after a century, the descendants of Silver Moon have re-established contact with the Silver Moon Gem.

Indeed, the object of the Silver Moon's witness is not the bright moon in the sky, but this Silver Moon Gem.

They could give up everything, even their territory, but they couldn't lose the Silver Moon Gem; it was a true family heirloom.

As Lysa stood up and reached for the Silver Moon Gem, an illusory hand gently grasped her wrist.

"My descendant, what are you going to do?" asked a third person who suddenly appeared in the tomb.

In an instant!
The atmosphere in the entire tomb suddenly changed!

call!
A chilling aura of death surged forth from all directions, whipping up gusts of cold wind in the enclosed space!
As cold as moonlight, chilling to the bone!

The sarcophagus was carved with Diana's facial features, and now a phantom spirit appeared on the stone statue; she was beautiful and otherworldly, with a cold expression.

But the already terrifying and eerie atmosphere turned dark and somber!

The spirit of a witch from a hundred years ago has revived and is gradually revealing its full form, leaving Lysa, who comes from the witch forest, speechless with astonishment.

Because what lies before my eyes is... unparalleled!
Leona, the Thunder Witch, has long stood at the pinnacle of the earth, the chief combat force of the Witch Forest, and the embodiment of divine might!
Although Diana before us has no physical body, she is ten to nine times more terrifying than Lord Thunder!
“Darkness is approaching, and I was supposed to awaken in the near future…” she said, her voice icy. “Why wake me up prematurely!”

Green stood behind Lysa, unable to move. He felt the overwhelming power, his hands and feet were stiff and cold, his mind was blank, and he had only one thought.

You have disturbed Diana!

(End of this chapter)