Chapter 13 The confrontation of the first-order knights
Each small square is about ten cubic meters. In six of the squares, there are various transparent jars filled with light green liquid. Horse bodies, dog heads, etc. are soaked in the liquid.
half body of an animal.
What's even more strange is that these half-parts of the body are still moving, obviously they are all alive.
Among the remaining squares, one holds clothes and robes, one holds food and water, one holds magic books, and the last one holds various magic materials and props.
"What's wrong?" Linda next to her noticed something strange and asked.
Chris covered his mouth, resisting the desire to vomit, ran away, threw all the things in the space ring, and piled them on the floor.
After a while, Chris came over with an ugly expression and asked Linda: "Does that guy have any hobbies? How come he has collected so many animal bodies?"
Linda understood clearly and explained: "Among those black magicians, some have practiced splicing magic, which is to join two animals into one. This is how the monsters you fought with before came to be."
Chris' expression changed. No wonder there were so many animal bodies in the space ring.
"Don't throw away all his things. Some of them are quite valuable." As she said this, Linda ran to the things thrown out by Chris, rummaged around, and finally took out four dark gray walnut-sized pieces.
crystal ball..
Chris asked: "What is this?"
"Demon soul crystal ball." Linda looked a little excited in her eyes, "Use it to absorb the soul of a monster and make a master-servant contract with it, so that the monster can obey your orders unconditionally, and you can put the monster into the crystal.
It’s in the ball and easy to carry.”
"Were the four monsters released just now using this crystal ball?"
"Yes, once the master dies, these contracted monsters will also die." As she said, Linda brought the demon soul crystal ball in front of Chris, "You killed the black magician, and these things should belong to
you."
Chris took four crystal balls, put three of them into the space ring, and gave the remaining one to Linda, saying: "Thank you for helping us."
Linda put away the demon soul crystal ball, waved her hand and said, "You're welcome."
"By the way." Chris took out the dragon's eye stone, "What's the use of this thing?"
At that moment, Linda's eyes were straightened. Her eyes were shining, and she asked excitedly: "Where did you get this thing?"
"Picked it up." Of course Chris would not reveal the existence of the system, so he made up a random reason.
"You are so lucky." Linda was envious for a while, "This is an extremely precious material, necessary for making epic magic equipment."
Chris suddenly asked: "You are learning plant magic. Can it make crops grow quickly?"
"Of course." Linda patted her chest and said, "Why do you ask?"
Chris said with a smile: "How about this? If you work in my territory for half a year, I will give you this dragon's eye stone as a reward. How about it?"
In Chris' eyes, a magician who can make plants grow quickly is much more valuable than a dragon's eye stone.
"It's a deal!" Linda agreed immediately.
Chris said: "Let's go back to the territory with me first, and I will give you the dragon's eye stone in six months."
"good."
The group of people continued on the road with Linda. Chris was embarrassed to ride the horse and let the lady walk, so he simply walked together.
When we returned to Hope Town, there was still a trace of afterglow in the sky.
"Is this your territory?" Linda looked around curiously.
"Yes." Chris asked, "What do you think of it here?"
"The soil is fertile, I like it here very much." Linda held the wand and touched it casually, and several small flowers bloomed.
It seems that I am doing the right thing by bringing this girl back.
At this time, Chris saw the knight who was staying in the castle walking towards this side from a distance.
The knight bowed his hands and said, "Sir."
"What happened?" Chris asked.
"Baron Anthony is shouting near the 38th parallel to let you pass."
"I know." Chris sneered, "I didn't expect that guy to recover so quickly. Come on, let's go over and take a look!"
Ten minutes later, Chris arrived at the scene of the incident.
"Chris, you bastard!" Anthony said almost through gritted teeth. There were many bandages wrapped around his body, especially his ears, which were completely covered.
"Hey. Weren't you beaten yesterday?" Chris said jokingly.
I didn't expect Anthony to recover so quickly. In just one day, he was alive and kicking again.
"Boy, do you dare to fight alone?" Anthony said fiercely. He almost lost face yesterday, and he must get it all back today.
"Okay!" Chris agreed immediately.
The cheerful look made Anthony slightly stunned.
Does this kid have any back-up plans?
No matter what, he is a first-order knight, can he still be afraid of him?
"Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you." Silver-white fighting spirit appeared from Chris, "I am also a first-order knight."
"How can you be a first-order knight?" Baron Anthony and his knights all looked shocked.
You know, when Anthony was fifteen years old, he awakened his fighting spirit and became a trainee knight. It took him four years to become a first-class knight.
But how old is this kid in front of me? Sixteen years old?
Sixteen-year-old first-level knights are rare in the entire continent.
"Nothing is impossible." Chris waved his hand, "Here comes the sword!"
Jonathan threw his sword over knowingly.
Chris weighed the long sword in his hand, pointed at Baron Anthony, and said: "Come on, let us two lords decide the outcome of this battle."
"Boy, since you are looking for death, don't blame me." Anthony pulled out his sword with a ferocious look on his face. Chris' promotion made him jealous.
Anthony raised his sword and rushed over first, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
Chris blocked with his sword horizontally, and with a crisp "clang" sound, the two gleaming long swords touched together, causing sparks to fly.
His predecessor had practiced swordsmanship when he was young. After Chris traveled through time, he inherited this part of his memory, so he was not a rookie in swordsmanship.
Chris lifted up hard, causing Anthony to stumble backward, and then kicked him in the lower abdomen.
Anthony staggered back a few steps, with a little blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. He held the sword tightly, and the silver light on the sword shone brightly.
Chris also released his fighting spirit, and the two sides looked like silver beacons in the afterglow of the setting sun.