Chapter three hundred and eighty seventh half armor
"Boom!" The golden knight and the red dragon collided fiercely again, and the hot dragon's blood was sprayed, which made Muria feel a little distressed.
He didn't feel sorry for Kleist who was chopped and Leon who was stuck in the wall, but he felt sorry for the dragon's blood spilled on the ground. These are all high-level alchemy materials, so wasteful.
"Ino." Muria called the tower spirit of the mage tower.
"Your Highness Muria!" The energy body that looked like an elegant middle-aged mage condensed and formed around Muria.
"Please note that when they fight in the future, remember to collect the dragon blood shed when they are injured. It is such a waste."
For some unknown reason, Taling Ino, who already possessed the emotions of a complete intelligent creature, was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and said, "I obey."
"That's enough, no need to fight." Seeing Leon who had broken free from the wall and wanted to rush forward to do it, Muria quickly stopped. The red light of fighting spirit covering his body could no longer be seen, and he still wanted to fight.
What are you fighting for? It is impossible for humans to compete with dragons in a one-on-one situation.
Hearing Muria's shouting, Leon, who was already exhausted, immediately borrowed the donkey from the slope to remove the demon-hunting armor from his body. All the armor parts on his body turned into streams of light and sank into the sword in his hand.
, and in the end the big sword turned into an unspectacular long sword.
"Leon, can you lend me your sword?" Muria, who inexplicably felt that the sword looked familiar, asked, touching his chin.
"The sword of the Demon Hunter will never be in anyone's hands until he dies." Leon sheathed the long sword in his hand, and then walked towards Muria while breathing heavily.
"Oh, that's okay." After being rejected, Muria was not angry. After pondering for a moment, he took out a rusty dagger less than half a meter long from the storage ring on his body. This was the sword he got from the Golden Dragon.
I picked it up on a whim from my mother's treasure house.
"Demon hunting armor!" Before Muria could say anything, the sword on Leon's waist made a sound, with a look of surprise and ecstasy, and then full of regret: "It's a pity that it's only half."
"I remember your name is Zaruba." Hearing the metallic voice, Muria's face showed surprise, and he threw the short sword in his hand, which was less than two feet away, like a dagger.
"This sword is the same weapon as you. You can wear armor with it and become a demon hunting knight? Why can't it talk like you?"
"Yes, it is the same as me, but it is incomplete. This is only half. Where is the other sword?"
"When I got it, there was only one handle."
"Then it is just a hard short sword now. It is impossible to summon the Demon Hunter Armor unless you find another one."
"It depends on luck." Muria shook his head. Where could he find such a dagger with almost no characteristics other than its hardness? Finding a needle in a haystack is easier than this.
"Yeah!" Zaruba responded and then fell silent.
"Leon, don't look at it. You already have one set of armor and you can't put on a second set." After Muria figured out what the dagger he brought out from the Golden Dragon Girl's treasure house was, he directly
Just put it away.
"Your Highness Muria, this is the armor of the human race."
"But you have lost it. Now it is in my hands. If you want to go back, you need to pay the price." Muria smiled and said that the Demon Hunting Armor is not much worse than the artifact in some respects. Or, in the hearts of the human race, it is
It's an artifact.
"What price?" Leon asked subconsciously.
"Want it very much?"
"Yeah." The red-haired boy nodded firmly.
"Okay, let's give you a chance to participate in the competition I organized. If you win first place, I will reward you with this sword. How about it?" Muria smiled and said the purpose of coming here. He is
He planned to let this young demon-hunting knight participate in the war as his representative, otherwise it wouldn't be easy to fight a group of dragons in a demiplane every day.
"Participate in the competition?" Leon was a little confused.
"Well, I am now serving as the leader of the Rockman Kingdom..." Muria briefly described his experience of coming to the Nokia European subcontinent and the demon-hunting knight Leon who stayed in the demiplane and knew nothing.
For a moment, the five-colored dragons next to me were stunned.
"In other words, you want me to fight on your behalf?"
"Um."
"Why should I join the war?"
"For this competition I am organizing, it is foreseeable that there will definitely be no shortage of noble children signing up to participate. All major nobles will send people to participate." Muria rubbed her hair with a headache.
"Logically speaking, the royal family should also send people to fight, but now the only main line of the royal family is Princess Remilia, who is less than ten years old, and there is no successor, so I can only send people to fight.
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"So you chose me?"
"Of course, among my men, who else is more suitable to participate in the war than you?"
"In addition to the main line, doesn't the royal family have branches? Can't they send people to fight?" The demon-hunting knight who was already excited asked curiously.
"King Bella Dean would rather find me as regent than go to these branches, which already explains a lot of problems." Muria patted the red-haired boy on the shoulder, "So those royal branches are completely unreliable and cannot be allowed to
They gain prestige through competition."
"Understood, I'm participating." The red-haired boy Leon looked confident, "I will definitely win first place."
"Leon, don't be too proud." Muria reminded the young man, "The opponents you face are all humans. If you can't use the demon-hunting armor, can you really defeat all the geniuses in a kingdom?
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"In the Rockman Kingdom, is there any genius who can fight dragons every day like me?" The young demon hunting knight's eyes were filled with confidence, and he was confident that he could defeat any of his peers.
"If you take off your armor and you can still fight like Kleist just now, then you can say such things again." Muria smiled. It is normal for a young man to be young and energetic. If he is like the little old man
, being unfazed by favors and humiliations, and taking everything indifferently is not normal.
"This is impossible without the help of armor." Leon replied with a frown. The innate gap between humans and dragons is so big, how can we make up for it without the help of external objects.
"I happen to know a human who has the power to slay a dragon with a single sword." Muria smiled, recalling his swordsmanship instructor.
"The First Sword Master, Your Excellency Ron?"
"That's right."
"Impossible. There are hundreds of billions of people in the human race, and only one sword master, Ron, has appeared in thousands of years."
"Don't tell me that it's impossible. I only know that everything is possible. If you don't try, how will you know that you can't become the second Sword Master Ron?"