Yorshka

"Who are you, and why are you standing here?"

An unfamiliar voice appeared in everyone's ears.

The woman's voice was like thin porcelain striking each other, revealing a crisp coldness that perfectly matched the heavy snow in Irithyll. The last note had a faint breath, like the trembling of a candle in the wind.

For some reason, just hearing this voice evoked feelings of pity for its owner, as if one were talking to a fragile porcelain doll.

Fingel turned and exchanged glances with his companions, signaling them to be careful with their responses and to try to find the source of the sound.

But his companions, one Straw Man and the other fully armored, prevented him from seeing their eyes.

Couldn't my teammates at least have a more normal outfit?

He muttered something to himself and spoke to the air:

"We are from out of town. Undead!" Fingel blurted out the term on a whim.

"An immortal?" The voice sounded somewhat puzzled.

What, did I say something wrong? He immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

"I thought you would be the ashes seeking the embers, no, whoever you are, please leave this place immediately!"

Fingel sensed the urgency in the woman's voice and asked, "Why?"

"This is the Prisoner Tower. If you stay here, you will surely displease the usurper Sulyvahn, and then danger may befall you."

Wow, she's worried about us.

The mere mention of Sulyvahn's name infuriated Fingel. In his eyes, Sulyvahn was just as wicked as Aldrich, and Aldrich, who had devoured Gwyndolin, was even more despicable.

A guess about the owner of the voice also came to him. Since the other party was imprisoned on this Prisoner Tower, it meant that the other party must also be a prisoner, right? Then, he happened to know someone who was qualified to be imprisoned alone.

It was at this moment that Aleya's voice appeared in his mind.

There was no one on the tower; the voice seemed to come directly to our ears.

[Thanks a lot]

Also, don't use eye contact next time. We all know how to use telepathy, don't we?

I think he's pretty cool even when it comes to eye contact.

Feeling a brief moment of relief, Fingel suddenly had a mischievous idea. Wanting to tease the owner of the mysterious voice, he said:

"Thank you for reminding us, we'll leave now."

When he and his companions finally stepped out of the Prisoner Tower and onto the Invisible Bridge, the voice came again, but it was somewhat elusive.

"That's good. Just be careful not to be discovered by Sulyvahn's henchmen." The voice sounded somewhat relieved, yet also sighed:

"I have not heard human voices for a long time, and today I have broken the silence. Although I do not know how you came to be here, you are wonderful people. I thank you here and wish that the grace of the dark moon will always follow you."

Fingel and his group stopped abruptly. He bit his lip, gasped, and exclaimed inwardly:

Where did this poor little thing come from!

Regardless of whether the owner of the voice was hundreds or thousands of years older than him, he only felt that there was a poor girl whose freedom was restricted waiting to be rescued!

He immediately turned around and stepped onto the Prisoner Tower again, without a moment's hesitation.

"Ah, you've shown up here again? The best course of action is to get away from here as soon as possible!" The woman's voice sounded anxious.

"No, we have already defeated the phantom of Pontiff Sulyvahn (whispering). We came here to find a way to defeat the evil Aldrich!"

Fingel declared Yorshka, "If you know how to defeat Aldrich, please guide us!"

He directly identified the owner of the mysterious voice as the one he had guessed.

"So you already know my identity."

Mystical Space Typhoon mixed with snowflakes suddenly appeared beside everyone. Although it was Mystical Space Typhoon, it did not feel fierce. In the center of the wind and snow, a figure sitting upright in a chair slowly emerged.

It was a "girl" with skin so pale it was almost transparent, long silver-white hair that reached her waist, and a white veil covering her face, making her beautiful features appear and disappear.

A long white dress with a dark moon pattern covered her entire body, and the sleeveless design revealed her slender arms. A bell with an intricate pattern hung from her waist.

What's most eye-catching is her tail, which resembles a dragon.

"My name Yorshka, and I am the leader of the Dark Moon Knight Order."

Yorshka looked at everyone, the wind and snow blowing behind her lifting her white veil, and the cold moonlight shining on the Prisoner Tower.

Not only Hasawi Squad, but also those watching the live broadcast held their breath.

At this moment, Yorshka had a hazy, unreal quality about her. She was just sitting there, but the indescribable aura around her made people subconsciously slow their breathing and movements, unwilling and afraid to make any noise to disturb the Tranquility.

Not seen in images, nor in remains, this was the first time the adventurer had ever met a "god," or rather, a child of a god, face-to-face under normal circumstances.

Looking directly at the so-called "god" doesn't produce any fancy or mysterious effects, at least not in the Zane Dungeon, but every adventurer who sees her automatically goes through a mental check.

Reason check failed miserably!

I've been bewitched by "Yorshka"!

"Me, me"

The usually cheerful Fingel suddenly became stammering, forgetting what he was supposed to say, and thought to himself:

Was our Dark Moon Knight Order's leader chosen based on looks?

They are both beautiful goddesses!

Even the afterimage is beautiful!

"Your body bears the oath of the Dark Moon Blade; are you the Dark Moon Blade?"

"Yes, that's right, I am the Dark Moon Blade, the absolutely loyal Dark Moon Blade!" As he spoke, he pulled out a series of earrings strung together like a necklace from his robes. He had kept these tokens of the covenant before sacrificing them to the altar.

Yorshka's mouth gaped open in surprise for a moment, then a faint sadness appeared on her face as she said:

"Dark Moon Blade, your achievements are remarkable. It is the commander's duty to reward knights who have made outstanding contributions, but I am trapped here and cannot bestow your reward at this time."

Fingel immediately waved his hand; it would be too much of a mood killer for him to ask for a reward at a time like this.

Matilda and Aleya behind him were speechless at his obsequious manner.

Yorshka smiled and murmured to herself:

"I really hope that one day, as the leader of the Knights, I can proudly boast to my brother that we have such a rare and excellent knight joining us." She looked up at Fingel, raising her voice, "And naturally, that refers to you."

"She's so good at giving compliments!"

"Is it too late for me to join the Dark Moon Blade?"

"I remember now, I've been a follower of the Dark Moon since birth. I don't remember anything about Starfire or Holy Light!"

The audience outside the stadium erupted in cheers, and the previously quiet atmosphere was suddenly swept away and became enthusiastic!

Our Dark Moon Blade guild leaders are all incredibly good at praising people.

But who is the older brother? Is he the Sun's Eldest Son?

Even Fingel coughed twice, embarrassed, his face turning slightly red. To cover up his embarrassment, he had no choice but to change the subject, speaking seriously:

"Commander, why are you imprisoned here? Is there any way to get you out of here?"

Yorshka shook her head.

"The Dark Moon was actually my brother's knightly order, but my brother fell seriously ill, so I inherited it. Later, I was dethroned by Sulyvahn and became a prisoner. Sulyvahn has cast a spell here, and if I leave rashly, I may alert his henchmen."

"The ambitious Sulyvahn, he smeared the staff he gave to his brother with deadly poison, secretly poisoning him, and then joined forces with Aldrich, who feared the linking of the First Flame. My brother and I were both no match for him and were captured. Where is my brother now? I hope to see him again someday and introduce you to him. He will surely be delighted."

Stop praising me, stop praising me, or I'll fly away!

Who exactly is this elder brother you're talking about? Besides Gwyndolin, has anyone else ever led the Dark Moon Knight Order?

And why is Sulyvahn so evil?!

Although Fingel was full of questions, he didn't forget his purpose and asked:

"If we defeat Aldrich, will we be able to rescue you?"

"Yes, but you must not put yourself in danger."

"Then there's no problem! I'll definitely tear that damned drowning pig to pieces!"

Fingel became even more excited, asking Yorshka if she knew how to deal with Aldrich. Since the dungeon had placed him here, surely it would provide guidance to adventurers who came here? Adventurers were already familiar with this tactic!

But Yorshka shook her head and said regretfully:

"I am not good at fighting. If that Lion Knight were still alive, perhaps the schemes of ambitious men like Sulyvahn would never have succeeded in the first place. Unfortunately, he has left to follow in the footsteps of my other brother."

Matilda frowned. Did this mean that Ornstein wasn't here when Sulyvahn attacked the Leyndell?

Could this be implying that they're going to look for Ornstein? Or perhaps we could use Poké Ball to capture an Ornstein from the Painting World?

"However, there may be something left behind by my brother in my father Gwyn's tomb. I will give you this token so that you can dispel the illusion of the statue and enter my father's tomb. In this critical moment of life and death, I believe my father will not mind this brief disturbance."

Yorshka handed a strand of hair to Fingel, which transformed into a ring radiating a cold aura in his hand.

[Yorshka Ring]

[A token given by Yorshka to her trusted warrior, capable of dispelling the Darkmoon illusion]

[Slightly increases the wearer's resistance to the power of the Dark Moon]

"So, in the end, we have to go back there?"

Gwyn's Tomb refers to the location of the Gwyndolin Fog Gate in the Painting World. He didn't dare to go in when he was in the Painting World, but now that he has the key, he can go in freely.

"Please rest assured, we will definitely defeat the rebellious enemy and rescue you!"

The brief encounter had already instilled a great deal of goodwill in everyone who watched the video, including Fingel, towards Yorshka. And when they realized that the second Grand Master of the Dark Moon Knight Order was Gwyn's son and also a god, the spirits of the Dark Moon Blade, which had been low, gradually rose.

The death of Gwyndolin is undoubtedly a blow to people.

But Yorshka is still alive, which means that the Dark Moon Covenant still has the protection of the gods!

Avenging the dead and bringing salvation to the living—this is how the oath of the Dark Moon Blade has always been interpreted in people's hearts.

Now their reason for attacking Aldrich is no longer just dark revenge, but a fight for salvation.

The god who personally saved them!

The reasons for the battle changed in an instant, and this had a very, very positive impact on people's spirits!

"Next time I come, I will definitely bring you the good news of victory!" Fingel pounded his chest with high spirits, then turned and left resolutely.

If the dungeon is a large-scale live-action role-playing Yugi, then at this moment he has undoubtedly found his mission to continue the Yugi and is completely immersed in it!

"May the grace of the Dark Moon always accompany you," Yorshka whispered as they departed.

However, Fingel suddenly stopped and, after a slight hesitation, finally asked the question that had been troubling him for some time.

"Excuse me, who is this elder brother you mentioned?"

Yorshka blinked, and said with a hint of confusion:

"My elder brother is Gwyndolin, the Dark Sun, the Dark Moon God, and the founder of the Dark Moon Knight Order. Do you not know this?"

Oh, it's Gwyndolin.

Fingel nodded with an "I see" expression, then turned and stepped onto the Invisible Bridge.

Then his body suddenly trembled.

Etc.

Gwyndolin!!!???