The Paladin in the Abyss-Chapter 395 - 409: Possible Reinforcements

Chapter 395: Chapter 409: Possible Reinforcements

Unexpectedly, all eyes suddenly focused on the only Aira child present.

“Hmm? Why are you looking at me?” Mitra, who was lying on the head of a Radiant Cloud Angel, looked confused, “Did you find something delicious?”

“Mitra, how long have you been locked up here? You must have never been outside, right?” Another Radiant Cloud Angel spoke to her in a tone that was clearly meant to coax a child. At the same time, they were secretly signaling to their companions, “Would you like Ocryn to show you what it’s like outside this building?”

“Yes, yes!” Mitra immediately perked up, “I’ve been cooped up here for so long, I’m about to go crazy…”

“Alright, go on, but just a circle outside this room, you can’t go far!” Almost everyone was in on it, and in a swoosh, they pushed Mitra and the Radiant Cloud Angel beneath her out of the room.

“What are you all doing…” Lancelot was truly confused, “Could it be that the secret of the Bedivere-Gian Forest can be revealed to me, but not to those Aira children?”

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“You hit the nail on the head,” the old Elf Quirion sighed, “This is the Abyss, where can you find a Holy Land? The forest holds nothing but a portal that leads straight to the Wilderness of Abandonment, the homeland of the Airas. Most Protectors came here through that portal, and if any Protector feels weary or wishes to start anew, they can also return to the higher planes through it.”

“But those trapped Aira children can’t go through that portal, can they?”

“That’s right.” Quirion nodded, “You must have noticed the fertile fields and pleasant climate south of the Hoffenstan River. That is actually the influence of the children’s joy and hope on reality. And once they learn of a portal to their homeland that they cannot use, sorrow will spread among them like a plague and tragically tip the scales of war.”

“Such accidents have happened before.” The Radiant Cloud Angel, who had just finished pacifying a child, shook his huge wings, a gesture Lancelot recognized, “Plants began to wither, foul smells rose from the wells, and even the crops in the fields turned into poisonous mushrooms; it was terrible. Thankfully, before the Demons took notice, the great Eskodel himself intervened and erased the children’s memory of that portal, or the consequences would have been unimaginable.”

“Since there is this portal, why not send for reinforcements immediately!” Lancelot clapped his hands, “Isn’t your Aira Royal Court in the Wilderness of Abandonment?”

“I believe the defenders of Pascaler must have already sent out messengers for help, but I fear there isn’t enough time.” Another Radiant Cloud Angel present furrowed his brow, “The entrance to the Court of Stars is not fixed; it might be in the magnificent palace of the chief Elf deity Corellon, or in some beautiful and serene village. Without the Queen’s permission, no one can force their way in. You said the current King Consort Finier has arrived at Androlina? He could definitely locate the entrance to the Court of Stars immediately, but since the Mother of Demons herself has come to the frontline, the King Consort surely cannot leave. By the time he returns with reinforcements, the battle would have already been over…”

“So if your great Queen were to receive a message for help right now, how long would it take for her to send reinforcements?” Lancelot asked, his expression serious.

“The Knights of the Court of Stars are always fully armed and ready!” the Radiant Cloud Angel couldn’t help but puff up his chest as he said this, and then continued to explain, “The Royal Court’s standing army can be mobilized immediately, and if the Queen issues a recruitment order, all the Aira Lords will answer the call. We could even gather a force capable of contending with the entire Abyss…”

“It’s not that exaggerated,” Kalalin muttered quietly to Lancelot, “Back in the day, the Aira wiped out the entire Obyrith Demon Race, but Tanari is much more formidable than his former slavemasters. Handling one of the Abyss’s three giants alone might not be a big problem, but if any two of them join forces, the price of defeating them would be more than what the Starlight Queen could bear…”

“I don’t know how long it takes for you to mobilize the Lords, but I’m sure it’s too late,” Lancelot interrupted the Radiant Cloud Angel’s boasting about their own strength, “If you rely solely on the Royal Court’s standing army, can you resolve three full-strength Demon Legions?”

“Unless things have changed while we were asleep, even if the enemy’s numbers doubled, the Royal Court’s standing army would be more than enough to crush them,” another Radiant Cloud Angel replied confidently, but his expression quickly darkened, “I’m afraid we can’t send the message to the Royal Court in time, but the Queen will definitely make the Mother of Demons pay for her atrocities…”

“I have another question.” Lancelot reached into his Dimensional Bag and rummaged around, “Do you recognize this…”

In the Human Knight’s hand was a nearly transparent short sword, which refracted light like the starry sky as he slightly moved his arm.

“Starlight Strike!” Both Radiant Cloud Angels’ eyes went wide, almost shouting the name of the weapon in unison.

“How could Eskodel’s sword be in your possession?”

“Where did you find it?”

“Don’t worry, I’ve already promised to return it to the Aira of Androlina; if you don’t believe me, ask Acheron,” Lancelot hurriedly calmed the two Aira Giants before him. Although they harbored no ill intentions, the aura they released when anxious still pressured him greatly, “On the way to Gaomendikolia, we rested in a hidden cave. Just before dawn, a ghost came asking us to relieve her from an endless curse…”

“We passed through a sea of Demon Palace roses and found a sealed prison cell. After opening it, we discovered the ghost who had sought our help, but by then she had become a deranged banshee and immediately launched an attack on us. The battle was hard-fought—you’ve all heard of the terror of a banshee’s wail, haven’t you? But my clever little sister here…” Lancelot pulled the small Isara to the front, “just happens to be a Vampire, completely immune to the onslaught of negative energy. She slipped into the prison cell and poured a bottle of Shuni, the Priest’s bathwater—yes, that guy over there—onto the banshee’s skeleton…”

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“A brilliant fight,” commented the other, more patient Radiant Cloud Angel, “And it was in that prison cell that you found this short sword?”

“Exactly.” Lancelot nodded, “I heard that any demon struck by this sword will immediately be teleported to the prisons of the Court of Stars, is that true?”