Holistic Fantasy

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The moon hangs high in the night sky, surrounded by stars, like a giant screen, very beautiful.

Napoly's night scenery is famous all over the world.

It's not weird to have such a beautiful moon and night.

Although the inhabitants of Naples have become accustomed to the night sky, many people still enjoy it through the windows, along with the beautiful city scenery with the bright lights, making many people feel calm.

No one knows that in the darkness of this tranquil city, a storm that no mortal can relate to persists.

Ignorance is happiness.

And that's a very good phrase to show to the people of Napoly.

Under such a night sky, on a bridge by the sea in Napoly, the most orthodox gods of the world are here.

With her exquisite beauty as if she were an antique doll, about a decade old, her slender limbs were dressed in a black dress, and the girl standing on the bridge, surrounded by a quiet atmosphere, looked down at the river under the bridge, her pupils like sapphires filled with solemn divine colors.

The next second, Gnivia, looking at the water beneath the bridge, said softly, and the voice, the light spirit, was filled with a feeling of frustration.

“I'm sorry, Uncle, but Gnivia couldn't find the Steel. ”

As Gnívia's voice fell, a knight in white armor slowly reflected on the water at the bottom of the bridge and appeared in front of Gnívia.

Lancelot.

Celtic mythology has famous lake knights.

The god is not by Gnívia's side, nor is he in the water.

Now this image is just a reflection of Lancelot.

“Don't worry, my beloved daughter, we've been waiting for so long, and now we don't mind waiting for so long. ”

“But, Uncle, is Perseus really the king we're looking for?” Gnivia's face is a little tranced.

“If it turns out Perseus is the king we're looking for, then naturally we don't mind spending that much time, but what if Perseus isn't the king we're looking for? ”

“Then keep looking!” Lancelot did not hesitate to answer.

“Wouldn't it be well decided to awaken our lazy Lord and make him appear again on this land as your mission, while my mission is to guard our beloved daughter and wave a long gun at our Lord and beloved daughter? ”

“Uncle said extremely well.” Gnivia sighed.

“Neither Uncle nor Gnivia was the king's entourage, and if there is still a little and a half information about the king in my memory, I won't have to go to such lengths to find him. ”

In the distant past, Gnivia, the goddess, and Lancelot, the goddess of the army, had followed The Last King, wandering and fighting in the land.

As a matter of course, Lancelot and Gnivia should have learned that the so-called "Last King" could no longer be understood.

The reality, however, is that neither Lancelot nor Gnivia have any memories of the Last King.

Genovia had no clue about the Last King because she had been reincarnated into a divine ancestor and would lose all memories of her previous life after her reincarnation.

And Lancelot didn't know where the Last King was because he didn't try to remember.

“As long as you can show your courage as a god of war, you can forget even the names and looks of the masters you served in the past. Is this your uncle? ”

Hearing Gnivia's exclamation, the white knight sounded as if it were natural.

“That's right, Mercedes-Benz waving a long gun in the wilderness is what I want. Other things are just trivial things that have nothing to do with me, all factors that can make me blunt and cowardly. So what's the harm in abandoning them? ”

If Lancelot had been heard by humans in general, it would have been ridiculous.

In order to be able to fight with all your heart, you can abandon all the factors that might affect you, and even manipulate your memories so that you don't miss them.

This is a value that humans cannot imagine.

But this is what the so-called God is.

The existence of human values is utterly indescribable.

Of these, Lancelot stands out as a military god without a hint of hesitation and hesitation.

“Would it not be enough for a man who fought alongside me, if he died on one battlefield, to raise his sword, mourn his death and be proud of his glorious passing?” Lancelot said without confusion.

“I'm sorry, but if my personality wasn't so stubborn, it would have been possible to find the monarch we serve earlier. ”

“No, uncle, don't say that.” Genovia sees with a sincere eye Lancelot on the water.

“It was because of this belief and self that my uncle became the strongest 'steel' after that adult. ”

“Unfortunately, I have not yet been able to wave my long gun to the enemy with a headache.” Lancelot's voice remains as faint as ever.

“If I could do my best, the God-fearing man with the name of the Black Prince wouldn't be so hard on you. ”

I can't help but be annoyed to hear it here.

Lancelot and Gnivia serve the "Last King", the king of the strongest titles of "Steel" and the brave man who exists exclusively to annihilate the "God-killers" on the earth.

Every time a plural "Goddess Goddess Goddess" appears on the face of the earth, the "Last King" awakens, annihilating all "Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess Goddess God

This "Last King" does not know how many "Goddess Murderers" he has killed so far. He is the natural enemy of all "Goddess Murderers". Faced with "Goddess Murderers," he has never lost.

How could Lancelot be weak to serve beside this king as second only to him?

If Lancelot could do his best, he wouldn't at least be haunted like Alec.

It is unfortunate that Lancelot is unable to do his utmost right now and to shelter Gnívia for long periods of time.

Because…

“Because the Lancelot that appears on the earth is not a disobedience to the myth of God, but merely a shadow of God! ”

As such a phrase echoed and penetrated Gnivia's ears, Gnivia's heart shrunk into a flash, turning its head and looking at the source of the sound.

“It is unprecedented that God appeared on earth to shelter a particular figure. ”

A figure gradually came from the other side of the bridge, under the watchful eye of Gnivia, exposed to the bright moonlight and into Gnivia's sight.

“The reason that makes this incredible phenomenon possible is that you, as the goddess of the earth, have imposed a great spell on Lancelot, making the mythical Lancelot the guardian goddess of the so-called Queen of Witches.” Dark, dark pupils looked into Gnivia's eyes, and the visitor smiled.

“But also because of this strange bondage, Lancelot can only show up on the ground for a short period of time when his goddess, the Queen of Witches, is in crisis, and cannot do his best. Am I right? ”

Gnirvaton couldn't help but take a step back and his lips trembled slightly.

“Lord Noah...”

Come, it's Noah.

“It's really hard to find you.” Noah slightly squinted her eyes and looked funny at Gnivia, who was a little panicked by her sudden arrival.

“It would be really hard to find you if we didn't have an all-dark world, an owl, free to go in and out of the underworld, a goddess everywhere as an ally. ”

In order to find Gnívia, Noá, like Athena, who is also looking for Perseus, will pull it out and ask Athena to help us find Gnívia's location.

As a divine ancestor, Gnívia's means of concealment are truly unusual.

But after all, the goddess of the earth, who was reincarnated only because he died under certain conditions, was after the fall of the former goddess of the earth.

As a true and true current goddess of the earth, it would be perfect for Athena to find the god Zugnivia.

And Athena did not disappoint Noah, almost half an hour after Noah offered her help and immediately offered Noah a place in Gnivia.

“Really, I've been looking for you.” Noah lifted her curtains and swept a bright glimmer through her eyes.

“So, dear Miss Godzu, how about you take some time with me next? ”