Huh? Are they all real?.

It's like she is, but not quite.

When everything before him finally came into view, Moen was carried out of the crowd by the swift wind.

Only then did Moen have a chance to see properly who had led him out.

The positions of the two sides have been switched due to a slight pause and advance.

Now, Moen is standing in front of her, and she is behind Moen.

As Moen turned around, the sunlight shone through the grand cathedral atop the mountain and fell upon the beautiful elf before him.

She came from the forest to the city, but she is still the darling of the wind and nature.

This was someone Moen had never expected.

Bathed in the sunlight, the girl tossed her slightly messy hair and casually tied it into a bun before smiling at Moen in front of her:

"haven't seen you for a long time."

The heartfelt greeting made Moen look at her with even greater realization.

From this angle, the top of her head is the Rodgrunt Cathedral, which looks like a crown.

At the place where Lionheart and the goddess Rungomminiad met, Morne met the girl.

After a long pause, Mo En, who had just come to his senses, finally said somewhat blankly:

"Long time no see, Lily."

Yes, the girl in front of me is Lily Heather.

The girl then very naturally and proactively stepped forward and hugged Moen.

"Yes, it's been a long time since I last greeted you."

The other person was holding her very tightly.

Moen, sensing this, did not resist.

After only a moment's hesitation, he embraced the girl in his arms.

Also, during the other person's embrace, Moen seemed to feel a moment of coolness, but this feeling, like a gem rolling off a cliff, was fleeting.

"Why are you here? And where is your bow?"

Lily is a member of the Shadow Sun's kin, and she always carries the moon-white longbow that she gave to Rose Lorian.

The girl had already let go of Moen, and after spinning around in front of him, she laughed awkwardly:

"It seems the goddess has withdrawn her favor from me. As you can see, I am now just a mortal."

"They've taken back the favor they bestowed upon you? Why is that?"

Moen knew that Lily was divinely gifted and that everything she possessed could indeed be taken back by the goddess at will. But how could this be?

The girl looked at Moen helplessly and smiled:

"How could I possibly comprehend the will of the goddess?"

After saying that, the girl stepped forward and took Moen's hand.

On his hands, gold, black, and silver rings gleamed.

That was love, and it was also imitation.

King Lionheart once asked the goddess of the Holy Lance to cut off a lock of her hair and use it as a hair ring as a token.

That is believed to be the moment when the goddess of weapons first learned what love was.

Therefore, the goddess Rungomeniad transformed into Denise of the Lionheart.

The girl looked quietly at the three rings and asked:

"When did you get these three rings?"

Noticing the girl's gaze, Moen withdrew his hand.

"There are many, many reasons. But what do you plan to do now?"

His gaze drifted, unable to look directly at the girl.

The girl who looked up again had returned to her original appearance. She tilted her head and smiled:

"Of course I'll follow you! You can't just leave a weak, pitiful, and helpless girl like me wandering alone in this dangerous city, can you?"

Moen rubbed his temples and smiled wryly:

“You’re right, but what I’m about to do is far more dangerous than that.”

The girl, however, walked lightly and gracefully to Moen's side, and like the wind, took his arm without Moen even noticing, saying:

“Then I’ll follow you even more. I can’t let you face danger alone. Even though I’ve lost my power, I’m still the only person you can absolutely trust here.”

"So, take me with you, otherwise even if you refuse, I'll secretly follow you."

Moen looked at the girl who was leaning against him.

After a brief hesitation, he leaned in and whispered in the girl's ear:

“I made a promise to a child, albeit a compromise, but I will still challenge this corrupt church with the power of a mortal. This is probably not suitable for you, so are you really planning to come along?”

The girl leaned on his shoulder, closed her eyes, and said:

“You need to understand, I’m not acting for some child I don’t even know, I’m acting for you. We’ve been through so much together, haven’t we?”

Moen, no longer trying to dissuade him, said:

"alright, I got it."

Having given his answer, Moen pulled away from the girl's embrace.

But he still held the girl's hand.

When their eyes met.

Moen knelt on one knee facing the girl, took her hand in his, and gently kissed it, saying:

"Although I am not a knight, if you are willing, please allow me to become your knight to protect your safety."

The girl who accepted the kiss then knelt down on one knee in front of Moen.

She grasped Moen's hand and kissed it in return, but this time, the girl kept looking at Moen and said:

"Although I am not a princess, since you are willing, I agree to let you become my knight. So, my knight, I entrust everything to you!"

The New World is the birthplace of chivalric culture.

The Knights' Sanctuary has stood here for a long time.

Therefore, this is almost tantamount to a confession to those around them.

On this continent, where little happiness is given to the lower classes.

This is a rare and heartwarming scene.

People stopped their busy lives and turned to offer their blessings to the blessed couple before them.

As the crowd dispersed, satisfied, the girl turned to Moen beside her and asked:

"Do you understand that mortals alone cannot eradicate the church?"

Moen said:

“I know, and I never intended to eradicate the church. I just wanted to help that child achieve a proof. If it succeeds, great; if it fails, that’s okay too. I will make sure that child’s greatest wish comes true.”

The girl asked curiously:

"What proof are you going to complete?"

Moen looked up into the distance, towards the holy city of Camelot:

"Let people and the church know that even mortals can kill the Pope! They had better pray that I succeed, so that they can live a few more days."

The girl looked towards Camelot in the distance and smiled:

"Okay, I'll accompany you."

"Thank you."

After the two left, a lame beggar standing beside them, to the bewilderment of his companions and passersby, picked up a dirty copper coin and examined it closely.

In his eyes, this was not a copper coin but a sea-blue gemstone.

With the echoes of the storm.

Chapter 281 The First Shot Was Just to Tell You I'm Here (6k)

Inside the city of Rodgrens, Moen, who had been preparing for three days, was sitting with Lily in a tavern in the lower city.

Lily ordered a glass of Silver Light Spring water, a drink that shouldn't be available in this kind of place.

Moen, on the other hand, only ordered a cup of malt extract.

After Moen had finished his malt juice, there were hardly any customers left in the tavern.

So Moen got up and walked straight toward the owner who was wiping the wine glasses.

Lily silently got up and followed behind him.

Seeing Moen approach, the boss stopped what he was doing and said:

"What's wrong, sir? Would you like to settle the bill or order something else?"

Moen said directly to him:

"Can you get your hands on Krallone Venom?"

Although Kraulon also bears the name of a dragon, it is only a sub-dragon species, not as exaggerated or rare as a pure-blooded dragon.

The tavern owner burst out laughing:

"Sir, what are you talking about? This is just a small tavern. How could I possibly get my hands on that stuff? It's a controlled substance."

Moen then quietly said:

"The fact that you serve this lady Silver Light Spring water tells you what your place is all about."

The tavern owner, increasingly speechless, said:

"Sir, Silver Light Spring Water is not a controlled substance."

Moen remained calm and said:

"Yes. It's not a controlled substance, but it's much harder to get than Krallone Venom. You don't need to say anything more. You and I both know what the other does, and we also know that places like yours are countless in such a big city."

"So, either you tell me directly if you have it, or I'll go to another place."

Moen had already figured out what this family did on the way here; they were basically the same as the ones he had seen before. His request for the Silver Spring was tantamount to acknowledging their identity at the meeting.

This is one of the front shops and trading points of the black market.

Such places are not uncommon, regardless of region or era.

The tavern owner, encountering this kind of customer for the first time, could only shrug and say:

"Alright, you're the guest, you're the most important. Come with me, we'll talk later."

After saying that, the other person walked into the back of the tavern.

Moen and his companion did not hesitate at all.

The tavern owner, who was walking ahead, did not lead them directly to the backyard. Instead, he opened the cellar as soon as they entered.

The tavern owner, who had gone in first, laughed from below:

So, are you still going to come down?

Moen and the other person followed without stopping.

This made the tavern owner raise an eyebrow.

This behavior is either incredibly skillful and daring, or it's just plain stupid.

He disliked the former because it was prone to uncontrollable factors. He disliked the latter even more because it was truly foolish.

But business people have no reason to refuse door-to-door business.