The Knight of the Moon, once one of the two noble classes in Moon Rabbit Society, represented the strongest military force in the Moon Rabbit World and was a glorious profession that everyone aspired to.
However, in this apocalyptic world, the position of these warriors, who had once devoted themselves solely to practicing martial arts and enhancing their combat abilities, had beco rather awkward.
While the Priestess of the Moon worked hard to develop various survival techniques for the apocalypse, the knights could only engage in simple activities like maintaining order until now.
Although this was also important, it sowhat seed like they were freeloading.
Many knights actually wanted to help their community more, but most of the ti, they were more of a hindrance than a help because they knew nothing but fighting.
For instance, they would kill valuable seeds or damage rare, precise instrunts....
The knights, who once embodied the highest glory of the Moon Rabbits, had been feeling stifled lately. They even felt less useful than the ordinary People of the Moon. Their once-praised strength was now useless except for being more industrious in manual labor.
Originally, they had hoped to follow Her Majesty the Queen to the outside world to open up new battles; if they could establish a new world as their new ho, they would have no regrets even if they died on the battlefield.
But now, after the God Descent of the Moon God, there seed to be hope for their holand again, which directly halted the desperate new world colonization plan. The community was now putting all its efforts into divine salvation, lacking the ability to support them in launching an uncertain war.
This made the knights even more stifled, aning their "freeloader" career was going to be extended.
Suddenly, the once envied Knight Commander had beco a freeloader, a shift that these forr knights found hard to accept. Even though no one actually considered them freeloaders, their pride was still bruised.
They eagerly longed to return to the battlefield.
However.....
"What are you thinking about? Get moving with the bricks, don't daydream," ca a spirited voice saying.
"Quick, quick, quick, be nimble with your hands and feet. Once we finish this wall, today's training is over."
....
On the royal training ground where the forr knights used to practice martial arts, a spirited voice kept yelling, while the once valiant knights had now put aside their ever-present weapons and battle armor. Dressed in coarse work clothes and wearing rabbit ear safety helts, they were learning a new skill called "bricklaying."
There was no choice; the tis had changed. The most honored profession in the Moon Rabbit World was no longer the Knight of the Moon but the Descendants of the Moon God blessed by the great Moon God.
Since the Moon God had awakened two days ago, the first batch of the Descendants of the Moon God was born. They received sacred knowledge bestowed by the Moon God and mastered the power to reshape the world. Nowadays, this group of Descendants was gradually repairing the near-broken world in the wilderness outside the city.
Although the power of these Descendants was so minimal, and their world-repairing speed could not compare to the divine Creator God miracles perford by the Moon God before, they were indeed slowly repairing the world—a fact witnessed by all Moon Rabbits.
What did this an? It ant they no longer had to plead helplessly for the rcy of the deities; they could share the worries of the great Moon God and save their holand by their own hands.
For the Moon Rabbits tornted by the apocalypse, the power of salvation was the true hope, the true glory.
However, it was quite distressing that among the first batch of the Descendants of the Moon God, there were many Priestesses of the Moon and plenty of People of the Moon, but not a single Knight of the Moon made the list.
They felt stifled and wronged. The knights believed their love for their community and their faith in the Moon God were no less than anyone else's, but why had the Moon God's blessings passed them by?
Did they not deserve it?
In frustration, so knights sought answers from the Knight Commander and the High Priest, but the response left them speechless.
The Moon God's blessings too had their thresholds; the Divine Salvation Techniques required a certain level of skill to bear. Almost all the first batch of Descendants were technicians, including exceptional carpenters, gardeners, not to ntion the Priestesses of the Moon who were great scientists.
Salvation was a technical task. What they needed to do next was to reorganize the world's rules and orders, and those ancient crafts contained certain world rules; mastering those crafts was essential to repairing the broken rules.
In the end, the two elder Moon Rabbits looked at the knights and said nothing,
but the knights understood the aning behind their gaze.
What skills could you bunch, who know nothing but fighting, possibly have?
Ultimately, the knights ran back with tears.
Tough tis, family.
But giving up was out of the question. After all, how could learning a craft be harder than past martial arts training?
Her Majesty the Queen, who understood the Moon God best among the Moon Rabbits, also saw the knights' predicant and showed them a clear path.
That was to learn architecture—the Moon God had a preference for construction workers.
To give credit where credit is due, the knights were initially skeptical of this new direction from the Queen. Although they were more or less half-effective, incapable of most tasks but at least able to maintain order, patrol the city regularly, and sowhat stabilize the public's spirit.
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