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The Knight Of Euphemia

"She is the progeny of the devil." The final blow was laid down. A sword through his heart. Followers of hell had slayed the Knight. "A prophet, I am not. But I shall curse this land, which dared to deprive us of our bond. He shall honor my promise, and he shall bring the rot to your land. Not for my selfish will, but for the eradication of true evil." With the corpse of her beloved in her embrace, Euphemia was sealed forever. As the dust settled, a new dawn emerged. 'The Immortal Land Of Euphemia. A place that refuses to wither down even after several millenniums of prosperity. Kingdoms have come and gone, but none of them carried the strength and Valor of the holy land, protected by the will of the warrior goddess Astarte.'

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73 Chs

Homecoming

Day 127, Year 3000.

"Mistress will be arriving shortly. Everything needs to be-"

The petite, blue-haired maid was incessantly inspecting the mansion for the twelfth time in three hours.

"Rushing around isn't going to help. You need to calm down."

"But Faye-"

"You haven't slept a single wink for the past two days, despite my multiple warnings. If you continue to act like this, I will knock you out."

The green-haired girl dressed in a white frock threatened her out of worry.

"I'll sleep when my job is over."

She ignored Faye's threat and moved on to the next corner. The mistress only visited this place once every year, and last time she was only here for ten days.

"This place has to be in perfect-"

'Smack!'

"Ack!"

"I warned you, Daisy."

Faye sent a single chop at the back of her neck and grabbed her before she could fall to the floor.

-x-x-x-x-x-x-

"There."

From atop a small hill, Celia pointed towards the town.

"That's our home."

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