Where the Stars Are

The path, which had not been walked for a long time, was overgrown with weeds and surrounded by trees. Occasionally, some discarded human tools could be seen on the road, but they had all rotted.

The instructions on the mechanical map pointed to a certain direction. Black fog filled the surroundings, and the scaly eyes of the sun were looming in the treetops, which was indescribably weird.

But the aura of the bloodline people was much stronger than that of the natives here. The way out was unusually smooth. Ollie looked left and right restlessly, her bloodshot eyes following the traces, and finally shook her head with regret.

“You run really fast.”

In fact, it's good to be safe. The closer Mason got to the territory, the more anxious he felt.

People are really strange. They can spend a long time doing one thing, but can't hold back at all when it's about to be completed.

It was not until they walked out of this seemingly ordinary forest that the view in front of them suddenly opened up. The sun was shining in front of them, and in front of them was an endless wilderness, exuding a feeling of desolation and indifference.

Whether it is the land of Amela or Ya'an, there is a sense of prosperity. But just as Mason thought at the beginning, the scenery before him is full of medieval antiquity.

Several bloodline members were no exception. They found the direction and discussed with Mason: "This place is very close to the town that Ronald is in charge of. In the absence of Mr. and Mrs. Chris, this territory is under his charge. Why don't we go find him first?"

Who is Ronald? Seeing the young man's confused face, Orih explained, "He is a baron serving Viscount Chris and his wife. In the noble association system, only barons do not have territories. They need to serve the viscount and get letters of recommendation from him to be promoted."

"But because Mr. and Mrs. Chris don't have a very good reputation... ahem, only this baron remains here."

After all, everyone is here for a bright future, there is no need to rely on just one tree. Just from the fact that the Chris couple is devoted to their son, it can be seen that they are completely protective of their son!

Ollie forced a sheepish smile, and anyone with a discerning eye could see what she meant, which made Ronald seem more important.

Defending a territory cannot be done alone. The importance of talent has been fully demonstrated at this moment! Without the support of his subordinates, how could the Viscount and his wife have been so carefree until now?

He made a prompt decision and decided to build a good relationship with the baron for the sake of the territory... and his future self!

The group soon arrived at a populated area. Although it was also a baron's territory, this place looked more ancient. The earth and stone walls were low and there were only a few bonfire stands. But it could be seen that they were all carefully made, and the patrol team was also very alert.

Seeing them coming, the patrolmen on the wall immediately shouted: "What are you doing!"

Rambo was uncharacteristically tough in his tone: "We are the cleanup team sent by the Earl, and we are ordered to assist Viscount Chris and his wife in clearing out the monsters. We have brought a special order from the nobles, asking Baron Ronald to come see us."

"Are you sent by the Earl? Wait here for a moment."

The patrolman hesitated, asked someone to watch them, and quickly ran down the watchtower. Not long after, he and a man in armor came back, and the latter jumped directly from a high place. Mason clearly heard a thud on the ground, and a shallow pit was smashed out.

Hey man, aren't you sinking?

According to Mason's visual estimation, the opponent's armor weighed at least ten kilograms, and his face was covered with a helmet. He had blond hair and blue eyes, and looked like a descended paladin, which was a stereotype that could not be more stereotyped.

He obviously knew Rambo. He took a quick look at the few people and the sound coming from under the helmet was actually a standard bubbling sound like a template.

"Long time no see, Mr. Rambo. The militia told me that you brought a special order from the nobility?"

"It was this Mr. Oreius. He made an outstanding contribution to saving the city of Ya'an, so the count issued him a noble warrant and sent us to assist you."

Rambo and the other two took a step back, and immediately Mason stood out. Before the latter could react, he saw the armored bloodline in front of him kneel on one knee with a thud - the solid kind. His tone was solemn, his manner was dignified, and his tone was full of gratitude.

"Thank you for your willingness to help my lord, Mr. Aureus. I will always remember your help. If it does not violate the principles, I, Knight Ronald, swear in the name of the Dabernal family that I will repay you for this favor."

Mason was frightened by this heavy kneeling, and in a flash of lightning he suddenly thought of Rambo's introduction just now.

Although the bloodline has become the mainstream, the previous civilization has also been integrated... Isn't the one in front of me a bloodline who has inherited the knight tradition? No wonder he won't leave, it's obvious that he is a die-hard follower!

After thinking this through, Mason was a little nervous when he saw a knight for the first time in this world. "I didn't expect to see a knight here. Don't worry, I'm just a kind person passing by."

All the bloodline members present were silent, and only Ronald showed surprise: "Could it be that you are also a person who inherited the spirit of a knight?"

The red-haired young man was stunned. His eyes wandered for a moment, and I don't know what he was thinking about. After a while, he suddenly smiled and answered without much change in his expression: "No, I am not."

"But I had a brother who was a very great knight and the one who saved me. He taught me to uphold the principles of humility, integrity, mercy, bravery, justice, sacrifice, honor, and the soul. So I have great respect for knights."

Ronald was struck by lightning, muttering: "Humble, honest, compassionate..."

His eyes suddenly lit up, and he was so excited that he could not control himself: "So refined! So concise! In these simple words, all the qualities of a knight are summarized. Your brother must be a top knight! May I have a chance to see him in person, no, to visit him in person?"

Then you have to go back to the Middle Ages to see who summarized this chivalrous spirit, or look through the various online articles I read in my previous life... I never thought that one day I would come out with this rubbish 16-word mantra to show off. Mason was so embarrassed that he tapped his toes on the ground. He said vaguely: "He is dead."

In my script, I personally sent him on the second journey.

Ronald, who had just been admired and suffered a setback, was in a state of despair. He even seemed absent-minded when checking the nobles' special order. He took a few people to the reception room, exchanged a few words, and left silently. Looking at his gloomy back, Mason felt a little guilty.

Ricks poked him late and whispered, "Did you really mean what you just said?"

Mason glanced at him and saw the two people behind him prick up their ears: "Of course, why would I lie to you?"

"But I've never heard of such a person. According to your description, such a person cannot be unknown."

The red-haired young man raised the corners of his lips, his eyebrows were frowned, and he looked cold and fierce even though he was smiling. He lowered his eyes and asked slowly, "Is it that you can't remember who it is, and don't want to associate him with him... or have you really never heard of him?"

The pair of dark golden eyes quietly shone with light, implicitly hiding the owner's wavering emotions. Rex quickly went through the knights he knew in his mind, and suddenly heard Rambo's voice in confusion.

Everyone turned to look at him, but Aurelius stared at the table indifferently, as if waiting for a verdict. The middle-aged man frowned tightly for a rare time and slowly uttered an answer that was impossible and even he himself could hardly believe it.

"There was a knight who was born in the countryside. He relied on his talent to become a free knight, but no one was willing to accept him. So he lived his life for himself, encountered many dangers, taught young knights personally, and was entertained by the gods and went to their kingdoms."

"At that time, foreign tribes had just appeared before people, and various human countries were constantly attacking them. This knight saved countless people throughout his life and was so famous that the king would dismount to greet him. Later, in order to defend his homeland, he fought the invading army alone, and fought bloody battles in front of the city gate for three days and three nights until the people in the city were able to leave. After his death, he faced the enemy, holding the spear and his body did not fall, so they still did not dare to approach."

"People say that his soul was so pure that even the gods were moved. After him, the kingdoms of the gods rose to prominence, and no mortal could enter. Then the alien races spread everywhere, and the fighting between humans and alien races became the main theme of the next era. Most of the knights today are descendants of his students. The Noble Association has collected some of the remaining knights. The spirit is roughly the same, but not so clear."

Rex finally understood who he was talking about. He stared at Oleus blankly, and for the first time he felt how difficult it was to make a sound.

"...Christine Rowley."

"The last Glorious Knight of the Age of God's Favor is said to be the only God's Favored Knight. Shouldn't that just be a legend?"

"This is the answer that combines all the information. The blood race was the first alien race to appear at that time. Legend has it that they were an existence that the gods hated. He knew about the alien races but didn't know the history of the mechanical city and the alien races. Now no one would study the spirit of knights. Add to that his origins, and the answer is very clear."

Rambo stared at Oreius, as if he wanted to peel him open to see what was hidden inside. For the first time, he showed an extremely excited look.

"Legend has it that Christine once accidentally entered a mysterious place and brought out the people who originally lived there. They possessed incredible powers, which was also the origin of the Roland Ag Empire, the overlord of the continent."

"Are you from there too, Mr. Oreius? You never told me your last name because it was the imperial family name? What happened to you after that? Why were you chosen by the World Tree? And all of you——"

"Degenerate."

"Did you really kill him for power?"

This series of questions is simply enough to make one's scalp explode. Any one of them would be like walking on a tightrope, let alone under such circumstances!

Rex took a deep breath and looked at the only one left for help. The little girl sat there bored, with a look on her face that said "I don't care anyway." Of the three people sent by the Earl, I was the only one who was reliable in the end!

I knew it, I knew it! I will be in the hands of the brainworm bloodline people for the rest of my life! These lunatics will go crazy regardless of the occasion when they hear something they don't know!

A suffocating silence permeated the room, and at the same time, a huge pressure also flowed out. The strong smell of blood gradually spread, and Rex once again felt the murderous aura cutting through his skin. The huge, invisible monster in the worm mother's territory began to climb in the room again. It greedily licked the young man's body and engulfed the sharp lines in a frenzy of murderous intent.

Ollie stared at the other person in a trance, with a hint of confusion and yearning in her blood-red eyes. No one noticed the tiny red bloodshot veins climbing along her eyeballs. The girl was bathed in murderous aura, her heart beating involuntarily, but she was filled with a feeling of almost joy.

The young man sat there quietly, and his expression was almost invisible. What was he thinking? What would he do? Was he angry? Would he kill us? Such thoughts kept flashing through Ricks' mind, and he tiredly realized that he was the only one who was nervous. Brainworm Bloodline people always follow their own plans and don't care what others think.

After a long time, or perhaps just a dozen seconds, the man in front of me suddenly smiled. It was a calm, handsome smile. He raised his eyes lazily, and spoke slowly.

"Yes, I did it. He put the sword in my hand and I stabbed him through the heart."

"You know what? When souls shatter, they are as beautiful as stars. That night, the World Tree became the place where the stars were for the first time."