The moment Goki took the pitch-black scabbard, a pale white glow emanated from it. That familiar and intimate sensation instantly filled Goki's mind, without him even needing to identify it.
"Wow, it's it."
In the Hunter's Dream, even the Doll Nona couldn't help but cover her mouth—thankfully, the swords in this world wouldn't be anthropomorphized; otherwise, neither she nor Skadi would be able to be number one.
This weapon was one of Goki's favorites.
"Hey… old friend, it seems the legendary Holy Sword is indeed a Holy Sword."
Looking at the familiar patterns, Goki couldn't help but show a somewhat joyful expression—although it was just a scabbard, this was the weapon Goki used most frequently.
"The Knight King has died, but her noble Soul still exists here, together sealing the evil god that once almost destroyed Kazimierz."
Looking at the old hilt shimmering with light, the old Knight finally felt relieved, even experiencing a sense of unreality.
"To guard the Knight King's dying wish, and to wait to repay that favor, is what the Nearl Family must do—when I received this mission from my father, I originally thought that even Margaret might not live to see this day."
Everything was so natural. His granddaughter fell in love with a young man she had known for less than half a month, and he was the person the Nearl Family had been waiting for for a thousand years.
Before Goki arrived, Marse had only considered this possibility once, and quickly dismissed it.
Just like that… easy? Simple?
"When everything is too smooth, we often have to consider if there's a hidden secret behind it. At least your King is an extraordinary person—where is her final resting place? I think it's near this city, right?"
Goki finally knew whose tomb the Director and her team had once explored but forgotten the exact location of.
That was no tomb of an expeditionary Knight, but truly the battlefield of the Knight King!
There, that greatest Knight also unexpectedly inherited fragments of Goki's power.
Not only that, she also used one of Goki's most powerful weapons to engage in a life-and-death struggle with an awakened Great One, ultimately sealing it completely.
"We'd better hurry. I think his remnants are already preparing to wake him up."
Putting away the scabbard, Goki approached the huge iron chest and gently patted away the accumulated dust.
Having used Goki's power and still remembering to return it, Goki thought, not everyone is a thief like those Great Ones.
This Knight King was indeed a respectable Knight—what goes around comes around, and borrowing again won't be difficult. Knight King sister is beautiful inside and out!
"No, wait, Goki, Grandpa, I don't quite understand… you mean, Goki's weapon helped the Knight King from a thousand years ago defeat her great enemy."
Margaret had been listening for a long time, but her focus was completely different from Goki's.
"Goki—you're over a thousand years old?!"
This… the age gap is too big! Will there be a generation gap?!
"Haha… not really, I'm still very young."
Goki sighed, opened his former storage box, and looked at its contents.
There was no congealed blood. A thousand years had passed, and the power of the blood, relying solely on Mortals, could not be preserved intact like the God of Burning Wind's. Instead, it had formed many bloodstone shards, twin bloodstone shards, and many exquisite blood gems.
But besides that, Goki also saw a familiar small item.
"The former King's slumbering place is right beneath our feet, Hunter Goki—the Knight Tournament also only takes place in this area. The Knight King's power will protect us from natural disasters."
Marse took a deep breath. Although he knew there were still many things to do, he suddenly felt a sense of relief. The heavy burden on the Nearl Family's shoulders could finally be lifted.
"As for other questions, although I don't understand, the former King said—you can ask her yourself."
Then, he turned to his granddaughter and said earnestly to Margaret.
"Margaret, next, go fight with Mr. Goki—this is an adventure that proves Knight honor more than the Knight Tournament. Go, Margaret, this scoundrel who made our Nearl Family wait for so many years, how can we let him off without him giving me a great-grandson!"
"Grandpa! You're really too much!"
Ignoring the argument between the grandfather and granddaughter behind him, Goki bent down and picked up a small… blood-red bell from the middle of the box.
"Yes, I really need to ask properly."
Looking at the bell in his hand, Goki knew that his future journey was going to become much more interesting.
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In a dark small room, Collins, dressed in a white robe, was cutting his wrist, letting trickling fresh blood flow onto the ground etched with twisted runes.
The pitch-black blood, dotted with specks of starlight, seemed alive, squirming the moment it landed, forming lines of text.
"How is this possible? That's her power. How is this possible? How could she wake up? Yes, it must be that bastard's doing—Goki!"
Opening his pitch-black eyes, Collins was furious. On his desk, the stack of documents with the black-haired man's photo had long since been printed into a thick pile.
By bribing Security Knights, retrieving surveillance footage layer by layer, analyzing pedestrian flow, and drone tracking, not long ago, Allen's Choice finally confirmed the blasphemers who had been frantically destroying sacrificial sites recently.
"His current location is… at the Nearl Family's estate? I knew it, I knew it. Nearl, a century ago, I should have completely eliminated you loyal dogs instead of letting you linger."
A non-human hatred appeared on his face. Collins took a deep breath and dialed a number.
"Your Lord is calling you, lambs. It's time to sacrifice yourselves for the Lord, for me. I will have the Commercial Federation transfer old Nearl away, and you, you are responsible for leaving no blade of grass in the estate."
The corners of Collins's mouth curled into a smile. He looked at the distant starry sky—that was where he truly belonged.
"Armorless Union? They are merely pawns for gathering information, to be killed without hesitation—once it's done, we won't need to be confined by this disgusting flesh."
He tugged at his skin, smoothing out a loose fold. Besides Collins, no one knew that the Knight King had only sealed the Star God's power and body back then.
"Let the war… begin, my King."
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