Northern prophecy

"Teacher, I don't know what you are talking about?"

Charles turned back and looked at grant with an ugly face.

"Your strength and speed are not possessed by the wind Knight of the second sequence. This is definitely not the wind Knight sequence."

Grant looked at the scratch on the silver shield and replied.

"Mr. grant, I was seriously injured when I was young. My father gave me a red dragon's heart when I was dying. Only then can I survive."

"The strength and speed of the body are brought to me by this heart."

We can only give up the small to protect the big. Once we let the West family know that we are not the wind warrior sequence, they will definitely not let ourselves go.

"How do you explain your control over the wind element? The second series of wind knights can't control the air flow or even attach to my dagger like you."

"Also, I know your position in the West family. Your father can't replace you with a red dragon's heart above the eighth sequence, and the dragon has already extinct."

Charles continued to make up:

"Teacher, the world is so big, how do you know that the dragon must be extinct? Maybe my father is just lucky..."

"Lucky enough to get an intact red dragon heart and transplant it into his son's body?"

Grant Hill sneered, and his disdain for Duke West could be felt in his mouth.

"Don't make it up, Charles. Even if Xiuyi gets the heart of the red dragon, he will only replace it himself, not give it to you."

"Don't worry, I won't tell someone you your secrets. Or, your secrets are exactly what I want."

The eyes of the devil, the heart of the dragon, the hurricane around, Grant's hand holding the shield trembled.

The legend is true. Such a person actually exists.

Charles sighed helplessly, picked up the killer's dagger from the ground and pinned it to his waist.

"Why, Mr. grant?"

Grant suppressed his inner shock, threw down the shield in his hand, and pretended to walk calmly to Charles.

He and Charles stood together like a stick and a match.

But Charles, who looked up, saw the tears in Grant's eyes.

Did the old man cry?

Grant put one hand on his knee and half knelt on the ground. The other hand reached out and touched Charles' cheek.

His hands are big and warm, but also rough.

"I won't hurt you, Charles."

"You can trust me without reservation until I give my life for you."

"No matter what, you should cherish your life. You will be the key to change everything."

what? What is grant talking about? Is he loyal to me?

After a long time, grant got up slowly and said to the somewhat confused Charles:

"Charles, I need to test all aspects of your body to make the most reasonable training plan for you!"

Looking at Grant who was going to do something to himself, Charles unconsciously stepped back two steps.

Wait a minute, aren't you just stirring up feelings? You said a lot of things that I can't understand. Then you said that you would change your face, and you would touch me.

Seeing Charles's reaction, grant realized that he was out of control. He sighed and stepped back.

His scarred face twitched, as if thinking about something.

After a long time, grant thought out his speech and said slowly:

"In the north, there has been a legend of a savior."

"The north is a place of disaster, a place abandoned by gods. Where storms run rampant, earthquakes occur frequently, and frost is permanent."

"Three hundred and fifty years ago, the high priest of the Gylensell family stationed in the North used his life as a sacrifice to pray to the gods, and only then did he get the prophecy about the Savior in the north."

"The son of the storm, who has the eye of the devil and the heart of the dragon, will take the weapons of the old God and kill Griffin, the evil wolf raging in the north, and end the source of all disasters."

"All the people in the north are looking for you. The Gylensell family betrothed the princess to you. They also think you are the protagonist of this legend."

Charles asked in a dumbfounded reply:

"So, do you also think that I am the protagonist of this legend, the Savior of your northern territory?"

Grant shook his head and replied:

"I'm not from the north."

There was a trace of sadness in his eyes.

"But it's not just the Gylensell family. Earlier, before the Gylensell family got the prophecy, someone had been looking for you for half a century."

"Teacher, I..."

There was so much information at one time that Charles could not accept it.

Just as Charles's mind was full of paste, grant spoke again:

"Including you, the Gylensell family has found six teenagers, but they are more or less disabled and do not have complete conditions."

"The master of the Gylensell family betrothed his six daughters to you, just because he thought that among you there would be a true Savior."

"You don't have to worry. I'll tell the Gylensell about you. I won't let them destroy you."

Grant looked at Charles sincerely, and his eyes touched Charles a little. He changed his previous lethargy, as if he suddenly merged into faith.

"Since you have said that girensell has found six teenagers including me, do you believe that I am the Savior?"

Charles began to ask, and he began to react.

He suddenly thought about many things, such as why Grant Hill would teach himself instead of his uncle, why jayalina asked him to cherish his life at the banquet yesterday, and why the Gylensell family would send a marriage contract immediately after he was dismissed.

He didn't know whether he was the Savior of the north as Grant said. Even if he was, that was not the case now.

If nothing happens, he will never go to the north in his life.

Even if he has an engagement with Angelina, it should be that Angelina came to the imperial capital, and there is no reason for him to go to the north.

However, Grant's heartfelt words are not completely useless.

Some things can't fake, and it is this kind of thing that makes Charles choose to believe the Grant Hill in front of him.

"Maybe you are, maybe you are not, but my job is to teach you."

Grant stood back and patted the dust on his armor.

Charles nodded and said:

"The sequence I master should be called the wind apostle sequence. Now I am in the second sequence stage of the messenger."

"The red dragon heart on my body does not come from my father. As for my eyes, it is called the pupil of true vision."

Grant smiled on his stiff face. He didn't care how Charles got these things.

As long as Charles has it.