Chapter 165: About Him and the Empress

When the sound of the music box was transmitted to Hall’s ears through the two magic books.

That familiar power surged again, and along with it, memories.

Previously, when he and Christine and Parousia were on the outskirts of Fort Saint Elizabeth, he had had a few hallucinations.

That familiar feeling made Hall understand that he had been here before he had lost his memory.

Thinking about it, it was also very normal.

After all, there was a deep connection between him and Elizabeth.

And in the game, Elizabeth had died at the age of four, so there was naturally no city of Fort Saint Elizabeth.

That picture appeared.

An army of the undead, like a black tide, was on the plain.

And to the east of the undead army was the neat formation of the Cateline army.

At the prominent position in the front of the army was a young girl, wearing ice-silver armor.

Under the armor, an elegant woven white dress could be seen.

She was wearing an ice crown and looked not much different from Sophia.

She was even a little smaller.

Hall could confirm the other party’s identity, Elizabeth Cateline.

And according to the history he knew of this world, that might have been when Elizabeth had first faced the demon army at the age of thirteen.

Or when she had defeated the demon army at the age of fourteen and had decided to build Fort Saint Elizabeth, he and Elizabeth had met.

And from the memory of West Town, the people he had first chosen to find were Christine and Mandosha Flower.

It was unlikely that he would have found an empress like Elizabeth at the age of eight or nine.

But soon, as the music of the music box changed, more explosive memories began to surge.

Hall suddenly felt a splitting headache.

The picture in his mind was spinning.

It was a scene of defeat.

The army of the Cateline Kingdom that had appeared in the first picture was in disarray.

The golden snowflake flag with the national emblem was stained with white blood, and it was just lying folded on the icefield.

At this moment, the noble white-haired girl who was leading the army was standing on a high place with a sword in her hand.

Her body was covered with black-purple and red bloodstains.

Because of the constitution of the Winter Saintess, she would not be eroded by the necromantic aura.

But the stamina consumed by the fierce battle and the release of sword techniques still made her pant.

In the first month of the year 1028 of the Holy Light Era.

On the outskirts of the current Saint Catherinesburg, the thirteen-year-old Elizabeth Cateline was undergoing the greatest test of her life.

She felt she was about to be defeated.

Seven years ago, the first military action of the northwestern demon domain was not as easy and probing as recorded.

It was a joint invasion of the western and northern borders of Cateline with the demon army of the northern demon domain.

The northern border was defended by Marshal Zhukov.

And the western border was led by the young emperor who had just lost her mother.

In his own memory, Hall could vaguely feel Elizabeth’s emotions at that time.

Powerless, unwilling, desperate, yet wanting to fight with all her might.

That face was so much like the Sophia he had seen on the seventieth floor of the Demon God’s Labyrinth.

Then, in the picture, that boy in the black robe appeared.

The boy, with a feather sword that emitted a holy light, killed the undead in front of him one by one.

Without a doubt.

That sword was the Starfall Feather, and the boy, with the help of the Starfall Feather’s restraint on the undead, and his own strength, had just strolled through the battlefield to the front of the empress, who was about his age.

Then it was a surprised look at each other.

Elizabeth looked at the boy, and from her gaze, one could tell that she had never seen him before.

“You’re not allowed to die.”

The boy grabbed Elizabeth’s arm a little domineeringly.

The white-haired girl was still staring at him in a daze.

“Who are you? Where are you from? You don’t have to save me. I’ve already failed. This place will be broken through, and Fort Saint Yerona will fall soon. Even Samigina himself hasn’t come…”

Elizabeth’s truest thoughts were actually that she was on the verge of collapse.

She was only thirteen.

How could she not collapse?

She had just buried her mother more than six months ago, and now she was leading a part of the kingdom’s main force in her first war.

And had fallen into the trap of another race.

Even as the Winter Saintess, she could not summon Fimbulvetr.

Sometimes she would think of her dead little sister, Sophia Cateline.

If her little sister had not died, then even if she had died a glorious death, the bloodline of Cateline would not be severed.

But she had thought of retreating in the middle of the war.

It was precisely because of her thought of retreating that the defeat of the army had been accelerated.

There were so many people who should have lived.

They and they could have successfully retreated.

But they had also died to protect her, who was hesitant.

After witnessing everything that had happened today, Elizabeth had really collapsed.

Completely collapsed.

That’s why in the end, she had used her sword to support her young body and had fought one last battle until she was exhausted.

Elizabeth felt that her mission should be over.

She had originally wanted to die.

But the boy had said those three words to her, “You’re not allowed to die.”

She had wanted to refute, to tell him to leave quickly.

She could see that his clothes were definitely not those of a Cateline person.

And that holy sword could probably only have been forged by the top craftsmen of the Papal State with the blessing of a Saintess.

“Your life was given by me. You are not allowed to die without my permission. Be obedient.”

At that time, the boy had almost instantly kissed Elizabeth.

Elizabeth had not reacted at all.

She wanted to resist, but it was too domineering.

She had no kissing experience and was not mentally prepared.

In a situation where she could not resist but wanted to, she had almost suffocated.

But soon, she felt her body become strange.

A strange feeling was spreading.

She, on the contrary, wanted to ask the other party for this kiss.

But what made Elizabeth pay more attention to the strangeness was power.

Her already thirsty body was filled with power, and was even stronger than before.

She had a feeling.

She could summon [Fimbulvetr] out of thin air with just a thought.

That’s right, the thirteen-year-old Elizabeth had summoned [Fimbulvetr] on the battlefield.

It wasn’t that her talent was much higher than Sophia’s.

Sophia was born with [S+], and no matter how strong Elizabeth was, she could only be born with [S], and she was only thirteen at this time.

The first generation of the empress had not been so young when she had obtained the Eternal Winter Sacred Sword.

Yerona, who was a historical achievement, had also only been able to independently summon the Eternal Winter Sacred Sword at the age of fourteen.

Hall felt that a long time had passed.

He had watched the thirteen-year-old him and Elizabeth fight on the icefield and lead the surviving Cateline soldiers to reorganize their line.

Because Elizabeth, who had been replenished with magic by him, had an endless stream of power in a short period of time.

And he, holding the Starfall Feather, also had an almost endless stream of power.

The two of them were like war gods, destroying the undead army as they went forward.

The corpses that were resurrected and died were in the thousands.

During that period, there were also many white-boned undead and necromancers who had appeared.

But under the suppression of the two mythic-grade weapons, the Starfall Feather and Fimbulvetr, they could almost fight enemies of a much higher level.

However, Hall also discovered that in the process of him and Elizabeth fighting side by side back then.

There had not been any existence like the Executor, who was a near-demon retainer, today.

But the conversation that had appeared in his memory afterwards had made him understand the clue.

“Who on earth are you?”

At that time, after fighting side by side and clearing the undead army, at dusk, Elizabeth had stood on the icefield with Fimbulvetr in her hand and had instantly pointed this sword at the black-haired boy’s chest.

This person who had taken her first kiss on their first meeting, and had even used a commanding tone to tell her, this empress, “you’re not allowed to die.”

He was challenging her authority as the Empress of Cateline.

If she didn’t do this, if anyone had seen that scene just now, the consequences would be very bad.

“I am Hall Faxtius, from the Black Knights of the Papal State. Of course, I can’t tell you my other identity here…”

“The Black Knights…” Elizabeth seemed to have heard of it.

After a moment, she said again, “Why are there so few undead troops here, and no decent commander?”

“Oh, that’s because my other colleague is dealing with them. With her efficiency, they’ve probably all been dealt with by now.”

Although the black-haired boy was being pointed at by Elizabeth’s sword, he still looked at his watch as if nothing had happened, his face full of confidence.

“Another colleague? To deal with the commander of this undead legion alone?”

Elizabeth’s face was only filled with confusion.

But the black-haired boy opposite her smiled and said.

“Don’t be surprised. If you follow me, you’ll be able to do this in two years too.”

Then there was a long silence.

Because anyone who saw this scene would probably think, “Is this person crazy?”

But Elizabeth had thought for a long time, and she had a bit of trust in him in her heart.

So at that time, she had thrown him the last question.

“What did you mean by your second sentence? I was indeed saved by you today, but why was my life given by you?”

“Do you remember the letter your mother received when you were four?”

The boy pointed to his chin and continued, “That’s right, I wrote it.”

The memory ended here.

Although it seemed like a long time had passed, it was actually just a moment in reality.

Hall gathered all the information in his mind.

And immediately came to two new important conclusions.

The so-called colleague was very likely Hela.

In addition, he had written a letter to the Empress of Cateline when he was a child, thus changing the timeline and saving Elizabeth Cateline.

But none of this was important at present.

What was important was that he had to crush the Executor.

Because of the return of a part of his memory, Hall’s strength had greatly increased.

He had almost rushed over with a [Flash Step].

After the Executor had been alerted, it had become difficult to resist.

Hall’s speed was so fast that he was incredibly surprised and had not expected it at all.

And to be in such close contact with the Starfall Feather for a long time was also a great burden on the Executor.

He wanted to roar, to shout, and to send Hall flying with one sword strike.

But Hall did not give him a chance.

The [Sword-Shattering Form] in the charging process provided him with a stable power to resist.

At the same time, the Heaven Piercing Sword was also attached with an abyss-like pure black in the next instant.

Unless it was a mythic-grade weapon, otherwise, when using the Demon God’s sword technique [Black Blade], the weapon would turn pure black.

The sword technique Hall was going to use this time was the second stage of the Black Blade, the advanced version of [Sword-Shattering Form]—[Dual Severance].

The pure black Heaven Piercing Sword struck the Executor’s blade with the force of ten thousand jun.

Combined with the Starfall Feather, the two weapons of excellent quality simultaneously suppressed the Executor’s undead bone sword.

The black-purple necromantic aura that was attached to the sword was already being expelled and purified by the power of the Starfall Feather.

At this moment, it was completely forced back, revealing the original appearance of the bone sword.

And on the original white bone of the jackal, countless cracks could be seen.

It was done.

Hall knew that the winner was decided.

Shatter.

As he spoke like a command, the sword turned into countless sharp bone fragments that were enough to cut the skin and scattered in the wind.

Hall’s cheeks were also cut with a few bloodstains, but he did not retreat, but slashed out the follow-up of this sword.

The two swords instantly cut off the Executor’s waist.

The Executor could not accept the fact that his weapon had been destroyed until the second before his death.

What’s more, even if he wanted to escape, he no longer had the ability.

The undead race’s bone sword and the vampire race’s blood sword were the same, a part of their original power.

Once they were destroyed, it would be a great damage.

The human-shaped skeleton then scattered on the ground, and the unwilling and blurry voice could not be distinguished.

Hall had no interest in listening.

He just turned to look in the direction of Sophia and Yerona.

He wondered if he should interfere in this seven-hundred-year-old struggle for the throne of Cateline.

…

“Wow, Young Master Hall is so formidable now?”

“It’s because of your good support.”

“Is Christine’s sword easy to use?”

“It is.”

“Then when will Young Master’s sword be used by Christine?”

“The Heaven Piercing Sword? It’s not as formidable as your sword.”

“That’s not it~ the one on Young Master Hall’s body~”

Christine smiled mysteriously and took back the Starfall Feather.

Because after it was summoned, the starlight of this sword would indeed fade with time.

Seeing that Hall had no intention of directly interfering in the battle between Yerona and Sophia, she planned to turn the sword back into a feather.

If Hall were to take it again, she would have to transfer power to her, which would allow her to take a small advantage.

And the starlight when it was summoned could also make Yerona, who was blessed by necromancy, unable to get close.

It would be even more advantageous.

Parousia was very shocked.

She was an idiot, but to see Hall in such a strong state with her own eyes, she was also completely shocked.

Her perception of power was keen.

She hurriedly said, “Hall, how are you so formidable? I’ve never seen it before.”

“It’s because of your good observation of the battle.”

“Hall, hey you!”

Parousia was originally quite happy, but after a moment’s pause, she realized that he was blatantly reprimanding her.

“Don’t think of sucking my blood.”

Hall poked at Parousia’s true purpose with the Heaven Piercing Sword, which he had not yet put away.

Being pointed at by the Heaven Piercing Sword, Parousia did not dare to get close, afraid that Hall would suddenly attack her.

The blow that Pinare had given her that day had almost killed her.

Now she was a little afraid of the Heaven Piercing Sword.

She quickly moved away.

Christine’s gaze on her also moved away.

And she turned to ask Hall, “It seems Yerona has no intention of killing Sophia. She has been observing your situation with the Executor just now. She probably wants to decide how to deal with Sophia based on the outcome of your battle with the Executor.”

“Now that I’ve won, the highest person in charge of her operation is dead. Besides, there seems to be a level ninety necromancer nearby. I’ll go and get rid of him with Parousia later.”

Although Hall had returned the Starfall Feather to Christine, the power brought by the recovery of his memory had not completely faded.

He even said that by observing the scene of himself and Elizabeth fighting side by side in his memory, he had also refined his swordsmanship.

When he had released the Demon God’s sword technique just now, he had perfectly hidden the [Dual Severance] in the [Sword-Shattering Form].

Originally, these two skills were independent of each other, but in the game, they could be naturally connected through an operation called [Softening].

This made the charging time of [Dual Severance] the same as [Sword-Shattering Form], but the power would not be reduced.

The disadvantage was that they would be shared.

“Oh, if both high-level officials are killed, with Yerona’s ability, she will probably be able to advance and retreat freely when she reports. Samigina must have paid a great price to resurrect her, and it is impossible to get rid of and give up so easily.”

Christine then analyzed.

Hall nodded.

“Smart. Then I’ll go and deal with that necromancer. Parousia, come with me.”

After Hall was sure that Yerona’s swordsmanship against Sophia was just a small skirmish, he took Parousia, who looked itchy and eager to fight, and left.

…

Sophia, at this moment, was also relatively straightforward.

Her pride made her heart very heavy.

She could understand that Yerona’s strength was far superior to hers, but in the process of their exchange, she had frequently given her opportunities, allowing her to seize the initiative and control the delicate balance between them.

So much so that a group of royal guards, who were clearing the surrounding undead puppets but were also concerned about the battle between the two empresses, were relatively at ease.

Yerona Cateline was indeed very important in the hearts of the people of Cateline.

Even if she had been resurrected, they knew that this empress still had her sanity.

And Sophia was even more of an unexpected, supposed-to-be-dead little imperial princess to them.

They didn’t want to see anything happen to either of them.

But Yerona’s sharp words also made the many guards know that they couldn’t persuade Yerona.

They could only pray that after Hall had just gotten rid of the Executor, he could come over and resolve the dispute between the two empresses.

But Hall had directly slipped away with Parousia.

Sophia was also very surprised.

She saw the departing Parousia and Hall at the edge of her vision.

And Hall.

‘Don’t be distracted, Sophia.’

The blade’s edge passed by the white-haired girl’s neck.

But the distance was very subtle.

It just happened to not cut her.

Yerona was of course also paying full attention.

She had also seen through Hall’s power.

The power of the Demon God, which made her feel that Hall was even more interesting.

The holy power of the Starfall Feather was the strongest, yet he also had the pure power of the Demon God.

The combination of the two, even in a human male, was probably even more formidable than the bloodline of the Winter Saintess.

However, she could also understand that that power had been awakened from within Hall’s body and was not something that Hall could use in his normal state.

“An interesting man… and it seems he also knows Sophia. The way Sophia looked at Christine and Hall’s intimate actions was also very complicated… interesting…”

“So interesting!”

And Hall had also seen through the fact that she was not really dead.

After being sealed in the ice, she could only be considered to be infinitely close to a state of death.

So she had a chance to get rid of Samigina’s control.

She wanted to use that necro-demon lord, but it was very difficult.

The reason she had been forced to seal herself in the ice back then was not entirely because she had directly faced the vampire empress, but had instead been tricked by Samigina, a third party in the war.

Now, in a new game, she had to be extremely cautious.

She thought to herself, if Hall could solve a level ninety necromancer, she would have a good talk with him.

So she had only been guiding Sophia in their exchange, and had given Sophia a glimpse of her purer and more suitable swordsmanship for a Winter Saintess.

Although it couldn’t make Sophia a master overnight, it could at least make her a little stronger than before.

Of course, she also didn’t fully pin her hopes on Sophia to revive the Cateline Kingdom.

This was just a backup plan, in Yerona’s heart.

She was the strongest one.

Just as the cult leader of the Cult of the Living and Dead had said, it was not so safe to hand it over to others.

Especially her understanding of the two sisters, Sophia and Elizabeth, was currently only based on intelligence.

Not long after, Hall and Parousia came back.

Killing that necromancer was indeed simple.

By using the Heaven Piercing Sword with a good cooldown to force out the other party’s life-saving item, he could then slaughter the mage indiscriminately.

“Your Majesty Yerona, I think all the troublesome people have been dealt with today. Can you tell me the answer to my previous question?”

Hall activated [Flash Step] and horizontally placed the Heaven Piercing Sword between Sophia and Yerona at a high speed.

Yerona then took a half step back and said faintly, “That’s right, I did not completely die. So what is the solution you have given?”

“She can save you. Although it may take some time, I think she can save you.”

Hall pointed at Christine.

Christine just frowned at him, but still nodded slightly.

“This Saintess Candidate is indeed very outstanding, in all aspects… but she doesn’t like me very much. To entrust my life to such a dangerous young lady, I don’t want to die once.”

Yerona’s ability to read people was absolutely top-notch.

She could see the inner self under Christine’s appearance with just one glance.

This girl was very dangerous.

“Oh, what is Your Majesty Yerona saying? If Hall wants me to save you, of course I will save you. But if you don’t cooperate, I don’t think there’s a need to save someone who wants to die.”

Christine just smiled.

Sophia did not speak, but the way she looked at Christine was quite complicated.

She did not doubt Yerona’s ability to read people, and she was also sure that it was Christine who had hurt her sister.

So Christine was indeed very dangerous.

Instead, she looked at Hall with worry.

Wouldn’t Hall be deceived by Christine?

Was he seduced by Christine?

Come to think of it, with Hall’s current attitude towards the girls around him, if Christine had hurt her sister back then, would Hall still condone her after knowing?

It must be…

The more Sophia thought, the more scared she got.

She, Christine, could clearly summon such a formidable weapon, yet she had not used it herself and had given it to Hall to use.

Before Christine had lost her memory, she must have also been very strong.

Otherwise, even if she had ambushed her sister, she would have been able to react.

Christine…

This person.

What should she do?

Sophia thought about Hall.

She understood that Hall should not have recovered his memory of her sister.

But her ancestor Yerona had already exposed her identity.

She also…

So Sophia said.

“Wait, Hall. Don’t let Christine treat our ancestor Yerona yet.”

“?”

Now Hall was also dumbfounded.

Why was Sophia interrupting?

Christine and she had also fought side by side in the Demon God’s Labyrinth.

According to the in-game setting, they should at least be relatively friendly with each other.

There was no need to be suspicious, right?

“Hall, there are some things you don’t know, but I can’t tell you until I’ve confirmed them…”

After taking a deep breath, the relatively younger white-haired girl directly pointed her sword at the golden-haired girl.

And finally said.

“Saintess Candidate Christine, after the dust has settled, please come with us to Saint Catherinesburg first. If you can wake up my sister, Elizabeth Cateline, only then can we people of Cateline believe you!”

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