Teria became the adopted daughter of Terion a little later than Anduin.

But at that time Anduin was still a baby in cradles. As long as I can remember, Teria, Dornan and Vanessa have been with him. There are also Sarantia and Little Yuna, among the children of the Great Lord, only Anduin is a boy. This led to the little prince always taking his sisters as role models during his growth.

Dornan, who walked on the shamanic path, taught Anduin peace and wisdom. Vanessa walking in the shadows made Anduin learn patience. Sarantia's company made Anduin no longer lonely, and even Yuna, who always likes to make trouble, also allowed Anduin to maintain a pure heart no matter where he was or what he did.

And Telia, this warrior girl, has the courage to teach Anduin...

Until now, Anduin can't forget that when he was young, he was chased by a crazy wild boar while hiking in the western wilderness. At that time, Telia, who was still very weak, held him and fled back to the children's camp. Anduin remembered that he was trembling all the time. He was afraid of the boar's red eyes, but Telia did not.

The young lady kept encouraging him and tried her best to escape the pursuit of the beast. At that time, Telia was only 13 years old...

Some people always discover their unique and powerful talents during birth and growth. With the passage of time, children have their own lives and embark on their own destiny. The little prince, who was ignorant of the world, has also become an excellent Holy Light Warrior, has participated in real battles and proved himself that he is a new star in the Silver Dawn Cult and has become the next generation heir officially recognized by the Cult.

His talent that was extremely in line with the Holy Light gave him a bright future and made him not afraid of any challenges. However, when he grew up, holding a sharp blade and connecting with him, although he had no blood, was comparable to a true relative, the little prince rarely felt a kind of confusion and hesitation.

On the one hand, Anduin's personality made it difficult for him to raise his sword to face his relatives.

On the other hand, Anduin didn't know whether he could win the battle with Teria...

And it turns out that he really can't win...

"Clang"

The golden holy sword collided with the thunder's long sword. As the blade deflected, sparks jumped up from the sharp blade, and the energy that was scattered fell. In the "Awakening of Ashes", Anduin, who was wrapped in holy light like a seraph, was repelled several steps, but he was unable to take a breath. In the slightest, Teria, holding a sharp sword and heavy shield, was like a charge bull, and in the close-range barbaric collision, she repelled Anduin, who was not stable, again.

The heavy shield in her hand roared and hit the sword in front of Anduyin at the moment of collision. The blow was full of force, causing the little prince's wrist to hurt severely, and the sharp blade in her hand was about to escape.

"Holy Light!"

At the critical moment, Anduin waved his right hand, and the golden blade of energy gathered pierced Teria's body from his palm.

Anduin wanted to use the holy light to sheath to force Talia, who was entangled with flame-like anger in front of her. The warrior girl was not wearing armor. Faced with such an attack, if she didn't want to be injured, she could only choose to retreat and dodge. In that case, Anduin, who has been suppressed since the war started, could have a chance to breathe.

After not fighting for several years, the little prince's sister's strangely enhanced power will not be mentioned. It is just pure combat skills that will make Anduin almost unable to fight back. Every time he waves his long sword and wants to get close to Teria, he will have a powerful sacred storm, and the legendary sword wrapped in the power of wind and thunder in his hand will teach him a lesson.

Even Anduin could feel that Teria didn't do her best to fight him... This made the little prince angry with contempt.

But the development of the battle exceeded Anduin's expectations. Facing the Holy Light Blade he stabbed, a trace of decisiveness flashed in Talia's eyes, holding a sword and shield. She continued to close without dodging, allowing the Holy Light to sheath out of the sheath to pass through her arm, tearing her sleeves, and leaving a bloody scar on the white arm.

pain...

It hurts very much, but under the stimulation of pain, the anger wrapped around Talia's body, which was buried in attack, became more noisy and heavier... The power of the warrior profession comes from will, and every skilled warrior is a master of controlling power. They have learned to transform pain into spiritual motivation in endless battles. Each scar can make their anger more aggressive and make them burst out with stronger power in a short period of time.

"Brother, get out of here!"

"Clang"

In the roar of Teria, the Wind Chaser's sword hit hard like a warhammer on the Salamani sword raised by Anduin. The three attacks within one second made Anduin's sword-holding the hand sore. A trace of anxiety flashed in the eyes of the little prince who had been suppressed. He retreated and avoided his sister's left leg kicked out like a battle axe. While the sword blades in his hand shone, the Salamani sword turned left and right into two sharp one-handed swords.

Anduin stepped forward, swung his sword with his left hand to block the sword that Talia smashed down. The sword in his right hand flipped outward and slapped Teria's wrist holding the shield hard. Under the sudden attack, Teria's fingers twitched, causing the heavy shield to escape.

But before Anduin showed a winning laugh and became more flexible after losing her shield, Talia flashed into Anduin's body without any delay. When the sword in her hand flipped, she picked up the sharp blade in Anduin's left hand.

"Brother...you lost!"

"Bang"

Talia raised her head and gently put her left hand on the little prince's shoulder.

The next moment.

A fierce head hammer hit Anduin's forehead, and the little prince holding two swords staggered back. He also tried to use his long sword to block Telia's attack.

But as he raised his head, a fist wrapped in fiery red anger quickly enlarged in his eyes...

"Bang"

Andu's body was dissipated by this fierce punch, and the little prince who had been in a short coma could no longer control his own strength. His body fell backwards and was gently carried into his arms by Teria.

The sword of war beating with the power of wind and thunder was inserted into a messy land. The extremely perfect garden of Duke Berval, which was resting and recuperating, was completely destroyed in the battle between the two children. The precious flowers were flying in the air, and the earth burned by the holy light and trampled by rage, made the foundation of the garden completely destroyed.

"Why are you doing this... Just for a man who doesn't know the truth, are you going to stand opposite us?"

Teria picked up the unconscious Anduin with a princess hug. Behind her, Sarantia let out a helpless sigh. Xia Ou did not join the battle between Anduin and Teria, otherwise, facing the two warriors favored by the holy light, Teria would definitely fight harder.

"He is my best and kindest brother, and I didn't want to hurt him like this."

Sarantia walked forward, and she used her Holy Light spell to heal Telia's bloody arms, but the warrior girl had no pain on her face. She looked at Anduin, who was sleeping in her arms, and shook her head:

"I don't want to hurt you either. You are my relatives, but Sarantia, this matter has nothing to do with Flynn until now."

Telia handed Anduin in her arms to Sarantia. She breathed a sigh of relief, reached out to grab the sword and shield on the ground, and walked back into the room along the destroyed road. After a few minutes, amid the collision of heavy armor, the fully armed warrior girl tied her hair, and her long black hair tied into a simple single ponytail behind her head. She carried the sword and shield on her back, holding the black, spiked battle helmet in her hand.

She looked like a female warrior about to set foot on the battlefield, with a resolute light beating in her slightly melancholy eyes.

"I'm leaving."

Teria said to Salantia behind her:

"Some things have been delayed for too long, and it's time to solve the longest confusion in my heart."

"You made up your mind?"

Sarantia whispered:

"Are you ready?"

"What I want to challenge is death... Sarantia, my sister, I will never be able to prepare for this matter, but now that I can't retreat, fate rings the bell at me."

Talia reached out and held the heavy battle helmet on her head, and she said in a muffled voice:

"That's it, no matter what the result is... I will clear my heart."

"Only when I complete this with my own hands, I can truly let go of the past and become the good daughter of Terion, Dawn Blade..."

Teria's answer made Salantia cover her forehead with a headache, and she whispered:

"You should know more than anyone else that you have always been his good daughter. Among all the children, you will always be the one who makes him most proud and satisfied. Dornan will occasionally be jealous of you. It makes no sense, Telia! Even Beval and Sellers have forgotten the past. Your three fathers have shaken hands and made peace. Why do you still have to be obsessed with this?"

"Because I have feelings for them as much as they do to me!"

Teria took a step forward, and in the collision of heavy armor, the petals covered with the earth behind her were blown up by the wind, filling this messy battlefield with scattering, like the most gorgeous sea of ​​flowers.

As the flowers fell, Telia's low voice rang between the mansion:

"I don't want my feelings to be impure..."

"If I keep mixing hatred, I will never be able to truly accept them..."

"Just as he regards me as his real daughter, I also want to regard him as his real father... I am not a heartless person..."

"This is the last time...after today, the past Telia will be completely buried, and the Telia who belongs to you will truly return..."

"Wait for me to come back, sister..."

Watching Telia disappear at the end of her sight, Sarantia, a very precocious girl, looked at Anduin lying on her legs, and she said silently:

"She also said that she was not Terion's daughter, but look at her, her personality is simply carved from the same mold as Terion, just as stubborn, just as paranoid, and just as unwilling tolerate any impurities in her life. Among all children, Teria is the one who looks the most like him, right?"

As she spoke, Sarantia gently stroked Anduin's ears, and then pulled the earlobe hard. She lowered her head and shouted sternly:

"You asked me to deal with these troublesome things, you bastard! When will you pretend to be asleep? Telia is gone! Get up!"

Anduin, whose ear was hit hard, jumped up from the ground in a flash. The little prince rubbed his ears with some depression. He said to the angry Sarantia:

"I can't do anything! Teria made up her mind. I don't want to fight to the death with her. You are all girls, so some things are easy to say. Look, I'm forced too!"

As he spoke, a trace of worry flashed in Anduin's eyes. He walked forward and held Sarantia's hands, and he whispered:

"I know, you, like Teria, have a bad past, between you and Aurelia..."

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Sarantia interrupted Anduin's concerns with a voice. She looked at Anduin in front of her and said:

"Aleria and I have reconciled long ago. I will not be the second Tellia. The part of my soul that belongs to hatred has disappeared. I filled it with another emotion."

The elf girl glared at Anduin fiercely, and she let out a long sigh and said softly:

"I don't hate her anymore, because without her, I wouldn't have met you..."

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"Buzz"

The fully armed Teria traveled through the portal leading to the Dark Temple. The moment she walked out of the portal, she was ready to be surrounded by the Death Knights.

However, there was no confrontation in front of her, she could only stand there with her back to her blood mistress Aurelia.

The woman in a blood-colored long skirt in front of her seemed to be the only obstacle to her progress.

"Telia, my daughter, can you do me a favor?"

Standing in the shadows, the mistress of blood whispered:

"Go back, don't interfere in this matter."

Aurelia looked at her silent daughter and explained:

"The problems with Flynn Fevernde are much more serious than you think. If he is just a dispensable little person, then he will never be able to come here and let your father deal with him personally... My daughter, I also hope you can have a beautiful love, but some things are always more important than love."

"Mother, Flynn is innocent, I firmly believe in this."

Under the heavy battle helmet, Telia's voice was full of stubbornness:

"But I'm not here just for Flynn. As you said, some things are always more important than love..."

"Mother, I'll challenge my father, Terion, but I'm in a knot."

Talia straightened her body, and she said in a deep voice:

"He gave me such a chance!"

"And now, I'm here."
Chapter completed!