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In the dim and desolate prison cell, Solomon called out to his long-standing deity Nora in loneliness. However, this time his prayer seemed to be like casting into an abyss, with no response other than the echo in his own heart. The once unwavering faith now seemed distant, and Nora's silence brought Solomon an unprecedented sense of despair and loneliness.
In this darkness, Solomon's spirit seemed to have lost its way. The faith that once gave him strength and guidance now made him feel deeply betrayed. Nora's absence was not only a test of his faith, but also a denial of his own worth. Solomon began to question whether, as he dedicated his life to Nora and fought for every bit of glory on the battlefield, Nora was truly paying attention to him.
In his heart, there were countless question marks and confusion. Solomon felt an unprecedented sense of loneliness and helplessness. He had always thought that, no matter what difficulties and challenges he faced, as long as he had Nora's protection, he could overcome everything. However, the current silence felt like an invisible chasm, completely severing his connection to faith.
After the light of faith extinguished, Solomon was left with endless darkness and self-doubt.
In the dim prison cell, Solomon's cries were filled with despair and pain. His voice tore through the silent air, carrying all his suffering and resentment, as he made a final plea to the deity Nora, whom he had devoutly served: "Nora! Can you hear me? Your most loyal servant... This should not be my fate... Nora! Please answer my call!"
However, all around him, only a deathly silence greeted him, with no miracles appearing and no voices to comfort his shattered soul. In this moment, Solomon felt an unprecedented sense of isolation and abandonment. His faith, his deity, had failed to respond when he needed them most.
Palladio stood aside, looking at the warrior in front of him who was once glorious but now plunged into the depths of despair. His voice sounded low and indifferent: "Give up, Guardian Knight... even the gods are unwilling to forgive your sins." This sentence was like a sharp blade, cruelly piercing through Solomon's already shattered heart, pushing his despair to its peak.
Tears silently streamed down Solomon's face, his body trembling. But in the midst of despair, a strange calmness arose within him. If even the gods had abandoned him, then what reason did he have to continue clinging to this world?
In the eyes of Solomon, there was a look of complete despair. Palladio slowly approached Solomon's ear, his voice deep and full of temptation as he gently said, "I told you long ago... Submit to me... Your power should be used in the right place, and the target of revenge should be those despicable goats... Especially that 'demon goat'..."
These words echoed in Solomon's ears, like a cold wind blowing over his burning anger, causing a strange feeling to arise in his heart. Solomon's breathing became rapid, and at that moment, his heart was plunged into extreme struggle. He recalled his encounter with the 'demon goat,' all the shame and pain related to that battle.
Palladio's words seem to be hinting at a new path, a path of revenge and redemption. In the depths of despair, Solomon feels a glimmer of light slowly approaching, his heart filled with conflict and struggle, but also with an indescribable sense of anticipation.
Although Palladio's words are filled with manipulation and selfish intent, for Solomon in this moment, they are like a lifeline, offering a glimmer of possibility for survival on the edge of despair. In Solomon's heart, there begins to be a subtle shift in response to Palladio's proposal, perhaps this is his opportunity to seek revenge and redemption.
Palladio then continued quietly, his voice sounding particularly clear in the dim tent, "In two hours... while it's getting light, we will organize the second wave of attack." Solomon responded, "Ah... this is your chance to investigate their situation thoroughly, so our army can advance..." His voice carried an undeniable authority, yet also held a hint of temptation, "And it will also bring closure to your revenge."
These words were like a double-edged sword, both an opportunity and a test. Solomon felt a mix of excitement and complexity in his heart, understanding that this was not just a reconnaissance mission for the camp, but also an opportunity to prove himself and seek revenge. In Palladio's plan, Solomon was not only a key piece, but also a potential sacrifice.
But for Solomon, this may be his only way out, the fire of his revenge is ignited once again, even though the road ahead is unknown, even though it is filled with thorns, he must move forward. A determination that Solomon has never had before surges in his heart, even if it means walking to the gates of hell, he must drag that demon goat down with him.
Solomon lifted his head, his eyes that were once filled with the radiance of faith, now filled with anger and hatred. He spoke slowly, his voice low and firm, "I will be the vanguard... to find their stronghold, but you must ensure... that goat must be killed by me!" Every word he uttered seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, every syllable containing his thirst for revenge.
Palladio nodded lightly, his voice light and confident, "Of course, my dear knight." He seemed to be enjoying this moment, enjoying the feeling of controlling destiny.
Solomon heard the word "knight" and a hint of a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. The smile was filled with sarcasm and self-mockery, "Don't call me a knight anymore... Just call me Solomon..." This sentence revealed his detachment from his past identity and also showed his determination for the future.
At this moment, Solomon is no longer the guardian knight who upholds faith and defends justice. He has become a warrior whose sole purpose is revenge. In this complex war, Solomon's identity and role have undergone a fundamental change, transforming from a guardian of faith to a solitary fighter driven by vengeance.
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