Sean ran all the way to the secret passage at the other end of the castle, with Matthew, Jane and Sears surrounding him, holding the weapons in their hands tightly.
Along the way, he was able to witness the remaining members of the group still fighting bravely.
Isaac gathered the knights together as much as possible, forming a solid array to resist the enemy's attack. Pierce was fighting with a man using a tomahawk, and the two men's weapons clashed rapidly, causing crisp sounds and sparks.
Cathy waved the two-handed sword she called 'Wumei' and blocked several mercenaries from the passage.
He tried hard to remember everyone's figure in his heart, but he didn't dare to look at them more, for fear that he would not be able to help but stay. Barak did not appear in his sight - this may be lucky, but it is not
Everyone is so lucky.
The legendary swordsman, plus the man who destroyed the city wall, when they appear in this area, this battle will come to an end - with the defeat of the Knights as the result, Sean believes so
.
He remembered the rumors he had read before. The "Brigade" once had footprints all over the continent, leaving behind a large number of stories that have been sung to this day. In the stories, they were strong, just and kind, turning many disputes into invisible and rescuing countless people from suffering.
.And it was the man who originally belonged to that team who, as the sword of the empire, personally ruined the future of the Black Crow Knights.
After all, it was more than 20 years ago. Sean thought sadly, maybe people will always change.
He came to the depths of the fortress and pushed open the wooden door leading to the secret passage. In the small room, an old man was waiting for him.
The old man's face showed deep fatigue. Probably because his injury had not yet healed, he had not participated in this battle.
"You're here, Sean." The old man looked at the blond man in front of him and said slowly, "It seems you have understood the responsibilities you have to bear."
"Chief Priest." Sean nodded and greeted the old man, "Please leave with me, I need your wisdom."
The old man shook his head.
"In that case, I will only become a burden to you." He sighed softly, but his tone was unquestionable, "I am waiting for you here just to bring you a message."
"In the past few days, I have been thinking, has God abandoned us, or have we angered the gods, or is there a third possibility?" The old man spoke very slowly, "About thirty years ago, I
My prayers were still answered...by my mother, but I don't know when I could no longer hear her voice."
Sean was stunned.
He is forty-nine years old and has been a member of the Knights for 27 years, but he has never heard the old man talk about this matter. He originally thought that his mother just did not want to interfere in the mortal world. After all, in the history of the Knights, there was no actual communication with his mother.
There are only a handful of records. But judging from the old man's words, there may be other hidden secrets.
——He remembered the obscure words Isaac said to him after the meeting one day ago.
"Maybe it's not that our mother abandoned us, but... we abandoned her when she needed us."
"I should have told you all this earlier..." Moore took a breath, "but you had just become the regiment leader at that time, so in order to avoid causing unnecessary worries, I hid the matter. Now it seems,
At that time... maybe I made the wrong choice."
"No, Chief Priest." Sean said softly, "Don't blame yourself for the past. Besides, what you did may not be wrong."
"Thank you." The old chief priest leaned on the ground with the long staff that no longer had power, and tried to stand up. "No matter what, I never believe that my mother, who was once as gentle as the night, will personally order our destruction."
A revelation. So, Sean... remember this, maybe one day you can confirm the truth."
Sean nodded silently.
"Then, the future of the Knights is entrusted to you." Old Priest Moore passed him and walked slowly outside. "The young people are fighting, and I can't lose to them."
The old man's figure disappeared. Sean took two deep breaths and firmly remembered what the old man had said before.
He came to the corner of the room and worked together with Sears to push open a raised stone slab, revealing a secret passage leading below. Sears jumped into it first, followed closely by him, while Jane and Matthew walked at the end.
The secret passage was dark and damp, and water dripped from the top of the head from time to time, making the stone slabs underfoot slippery. Sears lit up the magic of lighting, and the four of them kept their voices as low as possible and walked quickly through the passage.
, no one spoke.
The passage was a gentle slope with a slight downward slope. After about four or five minutes, a raised stone slab appeared in front of the passage.
"I'll go take a look first, Captain." Sears lowered his voice and said, "If there's no problem, you can come out later."
"No." Sean rejected him calmly, "In this case, of course, the strongest person must -" he pointed at himself, "open a passage."
Sean was sure that the man could not miss this place. Their only chance was when the other party had been waiting for a long time and was a little relaxed. Of course, it was also possible that the other party underestimated their strength, but Sean had no expectations for this.
"el,vensa——"
He slowly stroked the blade of the sword with his left hand and whispered the incantation representing 'wind'. The incantation came from the Elna language. This is not necessary, but is a tradition. Because it brought magic to the Second Age.
The most civilized society is said to be the Ailna people more than two thousand years ago.
The dim green light flashed away, and Sean turned around and winked at the three knights who followed him.
"I will break the enemy's ambush, and you will follow -"
They nodded. Sean concentrated his mind, kicked open the stone slab, and jumped out of the secret passage.
The next second, a sharp sound broke through the air. The magic of the wind strengthened his perception and reaction, allowing him to confirm the current situation instantly.
He swung the long sword with his backhand and collided with a scimitar. The force from the scimitar was beyond his imagination, but his beloved sword "White Fang" was also extraordinary, and it would not be cut off by a single blow.
He leveled the blade and slashed it across the blade. The magic edge of the sword was enough to cut gold and jade. If the opponent continued to move forward, the sword could take away one of the opponent's arms.
The other party reacted equally quickly. Sean felt the power from his hand strengthen instantly, and then disappeared - the attacker had retreated. Sean heard him spit, and it seemed to be a man.
There were several figures vaguely surrounding him, about five meters away. He selected one who looked thin, his body turned into a gust of wind, and he stabbed the opponent's throat with a sword.
Something roared towards him from the other side, even faster than him. He quickly turned around and raised his sword, but he felt as if he was hit by a mountain. He flew backwards and fell several meters away.
On the hillside.
Taking advantage of these few seconds, the remaining three knights jumped out of the secret passage and gathered around him. With the light in Sears' hand, Sean saw clearly the appearance of the ambusher for the first time.
There were four ambushers in total. One was a heavily armored and sturdy Beron man, who was also the man who first swung the sword at him. One was holding a pitch-black sword that was taller than his body, and his pupils seemed to radiate with energy.
The gleaming young woman, the blow that was as heavy as a mountain just now came from the opponent.
If those two people can be considered warriors, the remaining two are obviously even more special. One of them is a humanoid covered with silver-white metal. Sean prayed in his heart that it was not the legendary mithril golem - of course, the size
It looks a bit small.
And the last person was wearing light clothes, no armor, petite figure, and long, soft pink hair slowly swaying in the night wind. She looked at Sean with vague curiosity and a vague silence.
Her temperament is like that of a young lady who has never experienced anything in the world.
The ambushers did not continue to attack, but stared at Sean and others cautiously. Several knights talked in low voices, just enough for Sean to hear.
"Captain, let us hold them back. You should leave quickly."
"No, there are only four people on the other side. They can't stop us. We attack from one direction!"
"Or simply defeat them, four against four, with the leader here, we won't lose -"
Sean climbed up and lowered his head to think about countermeasures. The blow just now made his whole body seem to fall apart, but fortunately it seemed that no muscles or bones were injured.
The metal man and the girl have not taken action yet, and there is no way to confirm that the other party does not have the means to attack from a distance. If you plan to defeat the other party, perhaps the best way is to feign attack on one of them, and then wait for the woman with the giant sword to come to the rescue.
And besieging the opponent——
"Hey, let's talk, don't whisper!"
At some point, a female mercenary holding a giant sword stood in front of them, less than three meters away.
She threw an object at Sean, and the blond man subconsciously swung his sword and cut the object into two pieces.
The object that was divided into two parts fell to the ground. Sean looked down and saw that it seemed to be a leather glove?
...what the hell is this?
He vaguely thought of a long-lost tradition. But under the current situation, this was really abnormal, and he was not sure at all.
"You are a quite famous knight?" said a clear female voice, "Then, how about you and us having a one-on-one duel?"
Sean couldn't help but look up. Those bright eyes were full of fighting fire, and he suddenly understood that the other party was serious.
"The tradition seems to have a lot of rituals, but it's too troublesome, so let's forget it." The voice continued, "If you win, I will let you leave! If we win, you will die here, simple enough?"
"
"So," the young female warrior grinned, showing a smile as if she was seeing prey, "Do you dare to accept the challenge of Lily Nono from the Lily Nono regiment -!?"