Test raised his head and saw that the forest in his field of vision was mottled green like in a dream. The knights fell in random order on the open space around him, thirty-seven of them, their bodies lying quietly among the dead leaves in the forest.
, had long since lost its vitality. The young Viscount felt a dull pain from the sword wound under his ribs, and when he inhaled, he was accompanied by waves of needle-pricking sensations, making him a little dizzy.
He saw the green knight behind a chestnut tree looking coldly at this side in the darkness, like a ghost. Only then did Test feel dizzy and realized that he had been fooled, but the information was from within
It was reported that the letter sent to him by McGusk (the commander of the Silver Wings Cavalry) also had the seal of the krait, unless the damn commander of the cavalry himself was a double-faced traitor - Test exhaled a sigh of relief, thinking in his heart
Cursing secretly, he subconsciously reached back with one hand to fumble for the sword that had been knocked to one side. This was more of a subconscious action. Even in his heyday, he was nothing more than the man covered in emerald armor.
The knight below was seriously injured after taking a sword. The power was unpredictable. The most unbearable thing for him was that the opponent did not even have the power to activate the element.
He was defeated using only simple swordsmanship.
Test glanced at the white rock altar in the center of the clearing. The plain long sword lay flat on the flat rock. The hilt of the long sword was carved with a gold and red pattern, and the icons of three unknown heroic spirits were painted on it.
.That is the Lion Heart Sword, a holy sword that in legend contains the king's kindness, bravery and justice. However, there is still the motionless Knight of the Lake between the sword and him.
It's like being separated by a natural chasm.
The Knight of the Lake stood quietly among the trees. He followed the instructions of the ancient knights and did not take action on those who were injured and unable to move. If ordinary people faced such an opportunity, they would probably choose to retreat wisely, but Test sneered.
With a cry, he steeled himself and continued to crawl forward. Even though the sword wounds on his thighs, abdomen and ribs made it impossible for him to stand up, the young Viscount could still move his body forward inch by inch with just his two hands.
He was seriously injured and knew that he would not live long, but even if he was going to die, Test believed that he must die closer to the target than others. He grew up being looked down upon by others, and as Golan Elson
The illegitimate son of a duke has long understood the warmth and coldness of people in the world; if everything is unreliable, then he can only rely on himself - if he is weak, he will lose everything. He gradually gained his current status because of such an ambition.
The ambition to fight even if it costs one's life.
The young Viscount gritted his teeth and crawled. He didn't know when the sword of the Knight of the Lake would pierce his heart. Or he would die from excessive blood loss. But what he didn't expect was that the man whose whole body was covered with a layer of emerald armor
The knight just looked at him with his eyes under the metal mask, then put away his sword and turned around and left without saying a word.
This is how the same thing?
Test was stunned for a moment, but after a brief vigilance, he did not let go of this opportunity, and immediately climbed forward with more strength. No matter what, the opportunity must not be missed, and it will never come back; even if he was going to die, he would have to do it
The sword was taken off the altar. He felt himself getting closer and closer to the holy white rock altar, the distance shortening inch by inch, and finally he could reach out and reach the hilt of the sword on the rock.
However, the moment he held the Lion Heart Sword, a wave of heat flowed through his body. He clearly felt that his body became active, as if every pore was stretched, and the wound was slightly itchy and repairing was accelerating. However, the young
The Viscount was slightly startled. He lowered his head and found that except for the blood stain on his chest, the wound under his ribs had disappeared without a trace.
Holy sword!
Test took a deep breath. He knelt down with difficulty and held up the sword in his hand to look at it carefully. Then to his surprise, the Lion Heart Sword in his hand just started to glow a little bit. These lights
He healed the wounds on his body one by one, but the next moment, the luster on the sword quickly faded, and then turned into a stone.
The young Viscount was startled and almost threw the stone sword in his hand. However, he calmed down and carefully stroked the sword body with his hand, but he could no longer feel the ripples of magic power at all, as if he was really holding the sword in his hand.
It's like holding a cold stone. Apart from its unique shape, it is no different from other stones in the forest.
"What's going on..." Test, who survived the disaster, was holding a long sword inexplicably. Judging from the previous vision, it should be the Lion Heart Sword, but why suddenly it turned into stone again. His hands
Holding the long sword, he had an inexplicable feeling in his heart. Although this thing was obviously a stone, there was a vague illusion that it was resisting him, as if the sword was clearly in his hand, but it felt like it was not here.
Test tightly grasped the Lion Heart Sword that turned into stone. He was confused for a while, but he looked around - the forest behind this rock was not wide. They had already searched it inch by inch, and there should be nothing else in it.
It seems that the sword in his hand is not a fake, but why it became like this remains to be explained, but this is not something he will think clearly for a while. He just pondered for a moment and made up his mind.
Decided to take this thing out first.
But before leaving, he couldn't help but look back cautiously.
The Knight of the Lake should be hiding in the shadow somewhere in the forest, staring at him with cold eyes. However, the other party did not show up again in the end, which made him relieved. "This trip is really unlucky..." Tai
Ste couldn't help but shook his head vigorously, and did not look at the corpses scattered on the ground. He just held the sword and passed over the corpses of many knights, and walked staggeringly out of the forest.
…
The buzzing slate finally stopped in Brando's hands. He had never encountered a Sage Slate that resonated for such a long time before. Several people in the dungeon looked at Brando motionless for a while.
The stone slab in his hand was painted with a mysterious rune. It wasn't until it stopped for a long time that others turned their attention back to Brando.
The dungeon fell silent, and occasionally a subtle sound of dripping water could be heard in the distance.
"This is the bound Sage Slate, Lord." Although Beru was both a prisoner and a minister of Brand at the moment, he stood in front of the young lord neither humble nor haughty. As if he wanted to take advantage of this.
To show that he was only temporarily defecting - if one day, he might return to the royal party at any time. But what surprised him was that Brando didn't seem to care about this, which made him both surprised and inexplicable -
Compared with this state of uncertainty, he actually had the illusion that it might be better for the young man to lock himself back again. However, it was hard-won, he just felt the warmth of the torch light.
It makes him greedy to breathe more *** air, so he will never say such words again.
Brando looked at the old man, as if he could read this idea from his bright and dark face, so he nodded, "Do you know him?" he asked. Brando didn't care about the other person's attitude because he
He is not a noble himself. He has been the head of a guild, but has never been a lord. To be honest, although he is in this position now, he does not have this kind of consciousness. It is just that he has not noticed it himself. But he is like this
On the contrary, his attitude was unanimously recognized by those who followed him. Even though Antitina criticized it, she had to admit that Brando's approachable attitude gave the group a sense of cohesion.
What's more, the strong self-confidence that young people exude all the time is enough to motivate people to follow.
Even the daughter of a nobleman can't help but think from time to time that maybe this is the so-called unique personal charm.
But at this moment, Brando's curious eyes fell on Belu again. The Sage's Slate was described in the Cruz people's creation myth "Poetry of the Blue" and the mountain people's record of the ancient times in "The Howling Wind", and
Miners and witches believe that they are fragments of stars that have fallen to the earth, because they can be connected with the thread of destiny in the sky. In fact, for thousands of years, mortals have known a lot about the Sage Slate, and Hoshijian also uses it for divination——
The method is to connect the slate with a certain thing, and then she can accurately predict the direction of things related to it. The Stone Sage also uses the same method to predict the future. Just put the Sage Slate on the Stone Sage, and you will
You can get the answer you want - this has always been the case in folk legends, and players have personally confirmed that there was indeed such a setting in past games.
However, this master craftsman can tell that the Sage Slate in his hand has been bound, which is not simple. Not everyone is aware of rune magic, especially the runes on the Sage Slate are still
The most ancient one. As a craftsman of a royal family, I can explain the legends of several artifacts, but being proficient in ancient runes is a bit weird. You must know that even the craftsman wizard of Buga is not a human being.
Everyone is proficient in rune magic. So Brando stopped and looked at the other party, but did not rule out the possibility that the other party was just guessing, so he asked: "Indeed, but can the master recognize what the stone is pointing to?
?”
Brando's question was a bit difficult to ask, because even he himself didn't know what the ghostly symbols on the stone slab meant. At most, he could guess that it must be related to the Lion Heart Sword.
"That's..." Bolu suddenly stopped, and his face became more and more serious. Brando soon saw the master craftsman staring at the stone slab in his hand, and his hands could not help but tremble, "Sage, the emblem of the king
, Bravery, *** and kindness, how could it be..." He took a breath and couldn't help but look at it again, but his face became more serious as he looked at it. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and took a step back, his face full of disbelief.
He raised his head and looked at Brando, and asked tentatively: "Lion Heart Sword?"
Brando's face soon became even more surprised than he was.
Akane on the side also shouted in a low voice. Although she did not know what the Sage Slate was, nor did she know any rune magic, but as a citizen of Eruin, one of the most famous stories she had heard since childhood was nothing more than this.
The story of the benevolent King Ek and his Lionheart Sword. She immediately turned around as if she wanted to get confirmation on the young man's face, but she heard Brando ask in silence:
