Chapter 122 Patricia's Secret

The sky fell into darkness. The shadow of the extremely beautiful goddess stood under the dark moon, expressing endless luxury and majesty.

The body of the commander of the Kingdom's Royal Guard was frozen in mid-air, the Wings of Order behind him were held high, and he held a long sword in his hand, looking warily at the mysterious woman in the air who was like moonlight and flowing water.

An unimaginable feeling of oppression came over him, causing the commander of the Seventh Ring's Royal Guard to feel palpitations.

The aura of that figure was so majestic that the legion commander did not dare to make any rash moves.

It’s just that the mysterious goddess’s shadow has a strong yet not overwhelming pressure, as if the shadow’s status is high enough, but its own power is flawed.

But even so, those who can be promoted to the seventh ring are all cautious people. The legion commander just gripped the hilt of the sword, waiting for the other party to make a move.

"Who are you?!"

The legion commander shouted.

The goddess's shadow did not answer. The moonlight gathered and turned into a long sword in His hand, which made the legion commander even more cautious.

In the distance, the ship carrying Earl Cavendish had already sailed away.

The Earl stood at the stern with his weak body, watching the clear sky in the distance turn into a dark shadow. Only the shadow of the goddess and the light of order emitted by the legion commander could be barely seen clearly.

"master."

The old butler Celt came to the earl and whispered, "...It's too cold outside. Your body is too weak now. You should go back and rest first."

The Count shook his head.

The old butler said again: "Are you worried about the young master? You can leave first, I will go to help the young master now."

The Earl smiled and said, “I am a little worried, but the child has his own ideas. Since Deya is confident, we don’t need to worry about it.

Sometimes you may seem to have good intentions, but in fact you may end up doing something bad. If you help him now, it may cause Deya's plan to go awry."

Celtic seemed to be thinking about something, and then smiled and said, "I didn't think about it deeply. You are right. The young master has grown up and can stand on his own.

Whether it is Master Gavin or Master Deya, they have both become excellent people. This is the blessing of the Cavendish family."

Earl Cavendish pursed his lips, unable to suppress his inner excitement, and laughed: "Celtic, you are right. The Cavendish family will be truly great in the hands of me and my two sons!"

There was a strong ambition in his eyes.

If we say that the Cavendish family's initial rebellion was because His Majesty the King was pushing them too far.

Now, Earl Cavendish has changed his mind.

In fact, he wanted to complete the unfulfilled ambitions of His Majesty the King.

If Deya could really possess an undead army similar to the one in Memories of the World, then the Cavendish family would have the final say on this continent.

He who has the strongest army and the most powerful horses is the king!
The nobles who valued bloodline would not say such words, but everyone understood the reason behind it.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The legion commander had been on high alert, staring intently at the mysterious and majestic figure of the goddess.

But gradually, he couldn't wait any longer.

If this continues, I will be wasting my mythical power in vain, and my combat effectiveness will only get lower and lower.

He resisted the oppression of his status and the fear that he could not suppress. The sword in his hand turned into the light of order, and he slashed at the mysterious goddess' shadow with the "Sword of Heaven".

The curved sword light seemed to split the dark world in half.

And the ethereal goddess's shadow, the sword in her hand burned fiercely, forming a divine weapon burning with pale flames.

The goddess swung her sword gently with an elegant gesture, and the burning pale flame turned into an arc and slashed out as well.

The two sword lights collided in the air, like fireworks blooming, illuminating the dark sky.

The light of order with the strength of seven rings is ultimately no match for the pale flame of godhood.

The sword light slashed out by the legion commander was swallowed up and destroyed, and the remaining moonlight and white flames poured down on him.

The legion commander did not dare to delay and gathered the power of mythology once again. With an angry roar, his blazing wings suddenly expanded and collided with the white flame.

The huge flames and sword lights hit the legion commander, making him feel like he was run over by a dump truck.

If someone without mythical power was hit by such a blow, he would surely die.

Even though he was a Seven Rings cultivator with powerful attributes in all aspects, the sword slash caused his blood to surge, his chest felt heavy, and the terrifying undead flame made him terrified beyond words.

What a terrifying power, what a strange flame!
The legion commander became more cautious.

He raised his head again, and the shadow of the goddess slowly dissipated, and Deya bowed to him and performed a noble salute.

Under Deya's smile, his body turned into crows and completely disappeared into the horizon.

The darkness above his head dissipated and turned into a clear sky again, but the legion commander looked extremely ugly.

Damn, I was cheated!

It's a spell from the school of illusion!

The phantom had presence, but did not use much power.

Everything the goddess's shadow did was just to prepare for the escape of Deya and others.

The legion commander thought to himself that it might be the shadow of the goddess transformed by the puppet. Just like those of them who possessed mythical powers, it was difficult for them to replenish their strength, so they did not want to use it casually.

"Can't catch up."

The legion commander looked toward the river again.

Deya, Earl Cavendish and the others had already gone far away. He had just consumed too much mythical power. Even if he caught up with them, his strength was greatly reduced and he might be killed instead.

After some thought, he finally gave up and returned to the palace to report the situation.

Abrana Palace -

His Majesty the King looked grim.

Cavendish actually ran away?

What about his money? What about the gold coins in his treasury that he had accumulated over so many years?
Gold coins are the hard currency in this world, which is equivalent to foreign exchange reserves and gold reserves.

Lottie can be used domestically, but if you want to buy items in other countries, you need gold coins.

And more than half of the gold coin reserves were lost by Cavendish!

"I will definitely kill you, send your entire family to the guillotine, chop off your heads and hang them on the city gate!"

His Majesty the King was spitting and talking nonsense, his face turned red and he almost had a cerebral hemorrhage.

The one with an even uglier expression than the king was the chief wizard Avis beside him.

After the palace meeting, Ives summoned the mages of the 'Crescian Incantation Conclave'.

There are only more than twenty mages in the entire secret society, but even so, it is already the largest mage organization in Susetani.

The wandering mages on this continent are mostly wild mages who are not worthy of being on the stage.

Even though this continental island is considered cursed by many people and people are unwilling to set foot on it, it can be seen from this that the number of mages in the entire world is very small.

"The one who stole our secret treasure was Deya Cavendish!

That puppet is the construct we lost. It is our treasure and our only chance to go further!
I don't care what method you use, find Deya Cavendish and take back our treasure!"

Ives yelled in frustration.

The entire magician association, apart from his disciples, consists of some wild magicians who were recruited.

They had no real mage heritage, and many of them couldn't even reach the next level. But a seventh-ring mage was willing to exchange knowledge for their loyalty, and they were willing to do so.

The same goes for Elvis, he reached the seventh ring by accident, and his luck ended there.

He has no room for improvement.

If it were any other profession, they would probably be satisfied with the seventh ring.

But mages are different. They are a group of people who pursue knowledge. They want to get a higher level. Only in this way can they get closer to the truth.

Therefore, the mage is the profession with the most people trying to reach the eighth ring, and naturally also has the most people who die when they fail.

Coupled with the difficulty of promotion for mages, there are too few people in this profession.

Those who are in the seventh ring all want to reach the eighth ring. It would be great if they succeed, but if they die, all will be over.

And in Elvis's opinion, the only way for him to make progress is to obtain that mysterious construct, study it completely or even disassemble it to obtain the knowledge he wants.

……

Two days later, in the Cathedral of Dawn, Pope Kircardi II finally received the report from Alfred's group of paladins.

"Your Majesty, what did Alfred and the others say?"

Monroe, the president of the Inquisition, couldn't help but ask.

Kirkadi II slowly and roughly explained the contents of the report, which detailed what happened in the ruins of Darkmoon Cathedral.

Also included is the news that Deya is likely to be this generation's 'Son of the Dark Moon'.

Monroe gritted his teeth and said, "Do they need to tell me about this? The power that Deya Cavendish used to break into prison two days ago and escape at the end has already proved that he has a relationship with the Dark Moon Goddess!"

When Deya broke out of prison, the features of his right eye were the same as those of the Son of God in Memories of the World.

And when facing the legion commander, everyone could see that the power he used belonged to the Dark Moon Goddess.

"Alfred and the others are dereliction of duty!"

How could Monroe not guess that this was Alfred's paladins deliberately delaying the delivery of the report.

Anyway, the performance report has been delivered, just a little late, which does not violate the doctrine of the Paladin.

Kirkadi II said kindly: "Don't embarrass those children. They regard Deyad as their friend, and they will be very conflicted when doing this."

Monroe asked in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, what should we do now? Should we issue a wanted order from the church to arrest Deya Cavendish?"

The Pope shook his head. "Deya has not shown any hostility towards the Church. England is stationing a large number of troops on the border. We still need the support of the Cavendish family."

The Pope knows his priorities.

Even if the Dark Moon Church still exists, there are probably only two or three cats and kittens left.

But the heretics in England are different. They really have the strength of a religious country.

Deya has never said anything against the Church of Dawn.

But if those heretics invaded Susaitani, then they, the members of the Church of Dawn who belonged to Susaitani, would be doomed to die.

Heretics are always more hateful than pagans!
Pagans are enemies in themselves, but heretics are traitors!

“Besides, Monroe, you must know that the nobles’ beliefs are never firm. They will believe in whoever can bring them benefits.

Those nobles don’t care who Deya believes in, what they care about is whether Deya can bring them victory and benefits.”

The Pope sighed softly.

Even the nine orthodox churches have performed miracles, but the gods have never come in person or personally inflicted divine punishment.

This makes it impossible for the nobles, who only care about their own interests, to have truly firm beliefs.

They are not afraid of gods because at most they only have to deal with the church.

Especially in the World Memories, there is also a scene of the fall of the Goddess of Dawn.

Even though the Pope tried his best to explain that it was a world memory and not reality, the faith of the grassroots remained stable.

But those high-ranking nobles don't believe this.

"But we can't just let it go like this. If the news that Deya is the 'Son of the Dark Moon' spreads, people will be afraid of him instead of believing in him."

Kirkadi II said this.

In the World Remembrance, the scene where the Son of God wantonly played with corpses and created undead spirits was absolutely terrifying to ordinary people.

People will subconsciously resist him in their hearts.

……

"A reign of terror is also a form of rule!"

After leaving Abrana, Deya and Lamia headed northwest, preparing to head to Duke Frederick's territory.

In Frederick's territory, there is a mountain range called Limerick. According to the information obtained by Lamia, the members of the Witch Cult are heading there to capture another witch.

No, to be precise, there are two witches there.

'The Witch of Wish' and 'Twin Witches'.

Duke Frederick is the current queen's cousin, and the second prince and Princess Theresa have the blood of this family.

"In this world where all great power is in one person, there is no need for kingly rule; terror can rule as well."

Deya said so.

In the normal world, rulers are also ordinary people and can be killed with one knife.

They command their subordinates and control the people by relying on the nature of power and a complete set of social rules of rule.

But in this world where all power is concentrated in one person, the ruler may not be a mortal. He does not care about the resistance from those below, nor does he care whether those below respect him or not.

As long as his power remains strong and as long as people are afraid of him, his reign of terror can continue.

Even more extreme, it doesn't matter whether the people I rule are human or not. If I rule a group of undead creatures, that is still rule, right?
Deya looked at Patricia who was sitting on his shoulder.

The puppet's face always had a dazed expression.

"Patricia, I had my suspicions from the beginning, especially since you sometimes behaved in a different way.

Could it be that you are the Dark Moon Goddess, not her daughter?"

Deya asked bluntly.

Patricia shook her head subconsciously: "No, I am the daughter of the Mother Goddess."

But then she hesitated again: “…I’m sorry, I don’t know either, I found that there was something wrong with my memory.

My memory tells me that I am the 'puppet' created by the Mother Goddess, but another memory tells me that I am actually the Mother Goddess? No, no, I cannot blaspheme the Mother Goddess!"

Patricia held her head.

She just told Deya that as Deya's strength increased, her memory began to become confused.

Especially after using the secret method of "Goddess's Descend" not long ago, her memory became even more confused.

The witch then said, "Could it be that the dead goddess wants to be resurrected in you and completely replace you?"

Although these words were terrifying, Patricia was very happy after hearing them: "If my life can bring about the resurrection of the Mother Goddess, that would be the best!"

Well, I don’t think this is a terrible thing.

(End of this chapter)