"You are not Geralt!"

Quelras cried in pain.

At that moment, he was extremely desperate, and what was most terrifying was that he could not resist "Geralt"'s actions, even though he was clearly within the divine kingdom.

The other party has all the authority.

Then there is only one possibility left.

"Messiara..." Quelras lowered his head dejectedly.

At that moment, all the past passed by like a slide, and those joyful and sad stories flashed by in the Kingdom of God. Quelras of countless eras appeared in the Kingdom of God, surrounding his original body. His eyes lost their luster and were a little lost in this long river of memory.

...

In the cold house, heavy snow was floating outside.

The young boy lay on grandma's knees and listened to her telling stories about her elders.

As the old woman murmured, he gradually realized that their ancestors lived in a gorgeous castle. They were driven out because of some accidents and could only dance with the beasts on the edge of the forest.

"What delicious food can my father bring back today?"

He looked at the heavy snow outside the window, listened to his grandmother's voice, and gradually fell asleep.

Wake up the next day.

He looked at the empty hut in a daze, and had a bad premonition in his heart.

After that day, my father who went to the forest to hunt never came back.

...

In the ancient cemetery, he was already a teenager and made the oath to the moss on the tombstone.

When he was young, he experienced tragedy that ordinary people could not imagine and witnessed how the Kutlin people survived hard under the threat of demons. He longed for strength, but some people told him that just by his own strength, the fate of these people could not be changed.

They need a god.

Or a hero.

Three days later, he made up his mind and took the [Reincarnation Potion] from the strange man tremblingly, experiencing the pain of being transformed into another person.

From then on, the bloodline of the Atsam family was deeply replaced and he changed his name to Quelras.

In the Kutling language system, it means an alternative prophet.

His memory was sealed and he joined the Ice and Snow Goddess Church, who had been in the first time at Bingfeng to preach.

The road to the magician begins here.

That period was the warmest and quietest time in Quelras' memory.

There is no horror on the edge of life and death, no pain of hunger and cold, and no unwillingness to be coldly despised by others... The Goddess Church shines into his heart like a ray of sunshine in winter.

At that time, he truly believed in the great Snow Goddess.

Until the dusty memory gradually awakens.

He was trapped in great pain and contradictions.

...

In the Temple of Tasar.

The vigorous young men were praying new hymns about the goddess devoutly under the guidance of the older magician.

Less than a mile outside the temple, heavy snow covered the mountain and extremely cold surging.

But the temple is full of spring, which is the greatest gift of the goddess.

Everyone is grateful from the bottom of their hearts.

Quelras, who is nearly middle-aged, is also grateful for this gift.

That day, Quelras, who went to the valley of the First Mountains as usual, searched for rare herbs buried in the snow, met a girl in trouble.

She has a noble temperament, a sun-like smile, and an unperfect but delicate face.

He killed the Black Knight who was chasing her, but he didn't want to have too much connection with the girl.

But in the snow and ice, he couldn't leave her seriously injured here.

As a result, the area behind the Tasar Temple suddenly became a restricted area, and except for Mr. Quelras himself, the adopted orphans could not get close to it.

Many children are curious about what happened in the back mountain, but in the end no one dares to break in.

Quelras repeatedly warned the girl named Sulena that she would leave here after she recovered from her injuries.

She does not belong here.

But the girl obviously wanted to procrastinate, she was cheating, and she acted coquettishly. Even though Quelras saw through her intentions, she could not get angry at the smiling face as bright as the sun.

"Just take care of her like this, when she becomes discouraged, she will naturally leave."

Quelras thought so.

He didn't want to have too much involvement with the girl, he still had an obsession. As time passed, he could feel that the day was very close.

But things in the world are not controlled by others.

Quelras eventually fell in love. The two quickly fell in love.

A year later, a baby boy who looked very ordinary was born. Sulena named him Geralt.

Quelras was both happy and worried.

But after all, he was more happy. Even though he might die generously at any time, the beautiful life now seems to have begun.

He began to fantasize that he and Sulena raised Geralt into adulthood.

He was ready to report to the church about Sulena's existence and give her a formal title.

But what he didn't expect was that Sulena disappeared shortly after Geralt was born.

She left a letter saying thanks for his care this year. Geralt was the only memory between them and hoped that he would take good care of him.

As for Sulena herself, she also has something she carries, so she has to leave.

In the letter, she told Quelras not to look for her, and she would naturally come back after she finished the work.

Quelras burned the letter paper silently.

He guessed that Sulena had an extraordinary origin, but he didn't expect that all of this would come so quickly.

He began to wait silently.

Then she never came back.

The wind at Tasar Temple was as gentle as ever, but with Geralt's growth, Quelras's heart became colder.

He has never been to that valley to collect herbs again.

...

The memories afterwards flashed as if they were speeding up.

In order to prevent his plan from affecting Geralt, Quelras sent him to Wildfire City.

His own plan was to prepare for more than 30 years, until Princess Selena of the Arcane Empire severely damaged the divine art pool of the divine kingdom in the heavenly realm, and the influence of the gods on the mortal world became increasingly weak.

He realized that the opportunity had come.

Several gatherings, some talented people with extraordinary knowledge, and then endless quarrels...

The Blue Clothing Sect has been established.

...

"Haha, I thought it was such an interesting story."

"I didn't expect it to be so boring."

Geralt's voice changed significantly, turning into a sharp female voice.

The Ice Goddess Messiah.

In any way, she controlled Geralt's body, took away the refined divine character, and then slowly sent it into her chest!

Quelras, who had just been lost, suddenly woke up. Seeing this scene, he showed a look of shock!

"How could you...you...you want...you can?"

He seemed a little puzzled.

Messiah jokingly said:

"Don't you see it yet?"

"Mortals are really foolish and fragile."

"The persistence of mortals is also extra funny."

"You, who endured humiliation, had you ever thought about your plan at that time when you were having sex with the lovely and beautiful Sulena?"
To be continued...