In an instant, Fu Sang understood everything.
The paladin she had been searching for all this time was right beside her.
only……
Cassius knew perfectly well that she was looking for the paladin.
But he has been hiding his true identity from everyone?
Why is that?!
Fu Sang was a little unhappy.
"Your Highness."
Cassius held her soft, white hand and said, "Don't be angry."
The boy's clear voice was soft, as if carrying a hint of grievance.
"I didn't mean to hide it from you."
Fu Sang certainly knew that there was a reason why he concealed his identity.
I was genuinely a little angry.
However, they won't throw a tantrum.
After all, my little darling can explain.
Fu Sang pursed his lips slightly and asked, "Can you tell me the reason?"
Before Cassius could answer, the elf spoke up for him.
"Your Highness, you cannot blame Lord Cassius!"
"If you had arrived sooner, the paladin wouldn't have..."
"Waaah...they've all been abandoned by the gods..."
Fu Sangxin suddenly felt as if she had been pricked by a needle.
In a daze, I recalled Harold's arrogant words.
Even if a paladin appears—
"Even that won't save the Kalmar Empire!"
abandon……
How heartbreaking this word is.
Why do the elves say that the paladins have been abandoned by the gods?
The air was thick with grief, and the heavy atmosphere made it hard to breathe.
Cassius grasped the girl's hand and said, "Your Highness, I will take you to see the Holy Knight."
Eric flew over and lay down at his feet.
The refined young man pulled the girl onto the black dragon.
Eric flapped his wings and flew into the sky.
Not long after.
The dragon flew to a wide, green meadow and then stopped.
Fu Sang stared blankly into the distance.
A gentle breeze swept across the green grass, causing the flowers and grasses to sway and some petals to flutter into the clear sky.
Several tombstones stand in this beautiful meadow.
Cassius led Vousan toward the tombstone.
In a short while.
The two stopped in front of the tombstone.
A suffocating feeling welled up in Fu Sang's chest, and he reached out to touch the cold tombstone.
"here……"
"Yes, Your Highness, this is where the paladins are buried."
A look of sadness filled Fusang's golden eyes.
Are they all dead...?
A legendary, all-powerful holy knight who protects the Western fantasy continent.
Why were they buried in the Elf Forest after their deaths, and why were their bodies not sent back to their homeland?
Cassius stared at the tombstone with dark, red eyes.
"Your Highness, do you remember the first time we met?"
Fu Sang paused slightly, then asked, "By the river?"
She wanted to wash the fruit.
The boy suddenly emerged from the river, and his shirtless appearance startled her.
The exceptionally handsome young man was like a river sprite, captivating all who looked at him.
"No, Your Highness..."
Cassius took her hand, which was resting on the tombstone, and said, "In the palace."
The royal palace?!
Fu Sang turned to look at the boy.
"when?"
That must be the original owner, right?!
Because she didn't even show up at that time.
but……
Didn't the system say that—
Does the male god's soul fragments only merge with his host body in this life each time she enters a new dimension?
How could this happen?
Cassius reached out his bony hand and gently stroked her face.
“I caught His Highness secretly eating something, and in his fright, he accidentally crushed a silver cup.”
"..."
This operation feels strangely familiar.
The original owner's character seemed unlikely to do something like stealing food.
That would damage the saintly image of aloofness.
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