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Chapter 21 Skeleton Knight

 For the villagers of Ilok Village, legends of fairies and witches have been circulating since ancient times.

Maybe they are just stories told by storytellers and parents to their children. Some people have claimed to have encountered such strange things, but there is no clear evidence. In fact, even among the people born and raised in Ilok Village, more and more people

Fewer and fewer people believe this legend.

As a subsidiary territory of the Kingdom of the King of France, the superior lords of Ilok Village continued to levy heavy taxes on the people under the pretext of the war with the Kusha Empire. For the poor Ilok Village, it is important for the villagers to survive this winter safely and not be hungry.

Dying is already very difficult.

"So, you came to this village to find out clues about the witch because you heard the story about the witch?"

An old man with a face as deep and wrinkled as the ravines in the field sat on a tree stump at the entrance of Ilok Village, looking at the travelers in front of him.

What a strange person. It is already the cold early winter, but the person in front of me is only wearing a thin black hooded cloth robe. The hood covers most of his face and only his chin is exposed. He is holding a crooked long log in his left hand.

Staff, right arm position is empty.

Heather nodded while leaning on crutches: "Yes, I have always been obsessed with the legend of witches. I accidentally heard the legend of witches here in the Mitland area, so I rushed all the way here. It took me more than half a month.

What’s the time.”

"Then you may be disappointed, traveler."

The old man rubbed his knee joints, which had become increasingly painful due to the sudden drop in temperature, and sighed:

"The witch is just a story that has been passed down since ancient times for this Ilok village. There has never been any evidence that the witch really exists. Thank you for your hard work, you have come all the way from Mitlan to get here, but the Ilok village is already too poor to receive outsiders.

You are a traveler, please come back."

Turning sideways and looking in from the entrance of the village, Heather found that this village was really poor. There were only a few stone houses, most of them were wooden houses. The people in the village could not be said to be skinny, but they also had no energy. Each of them had a pale and frowning face, which was obviously...

I was bent over by the burden of life.

Looking away, Heather stroked her chin and said with a smile, "No problem, I'll leave right now."

After saying that, Heather walked towards the old streets outside the village without hesitation, leaning on the wooden stick.

Strange people... The old man looked at Heather's retreating figure and sighed in his heart again. It's not that Ilok Village hates outsiders, but that this village really can no longer entertain any guests. The people in the village

Just trying to survive the winter is already a struggle.

It is true that some villages will take desperate measures to trick a lone traveler into spending the night in the village and then kill him to seize the money, but the old man does not want to do this. He does not know what other people in the village think, so he can only try his best to persuade this lonely traveler.

Don't enter the village if you want to. Alas... when will these hard times of never-ending war and war come to an end!

The old streets outside the village were created many years ago. Almost no traces of stone bricks can be seen, only the paved dirt roads remain. Occasionally, sporadic broken stone pillars can be seen on both sides of the street, which retain the traces of time.

It didn't take long for Heather to see a large dense forest with no boundaries visible in front of her. The trees in the forest were twisted and strange, and even if the sunlight shined down through the tree branches, it would only form strange, wriggling and changing light spots, just like the villain in a fairy tale.

Dark forest where witches live.

"Is this here?" Qishi asked in her heart.

"Yes, the Spirit Tree Forest. Without an invitation from the witch, it is impossible to break through the blockade and enter the interior by ordinary means."

As soon as she entered the jungle, Heather changed her appearance from the weak traveler she had pretended to be outside, and moved vigorously through the forest. Every time she jumped, she would pass several meters. The branches of the trees and the sound of the wind continued to rustle in her ears.

"Maybe we can force the witch out by burning down this jungle." Yan Qishi said the terrible plan as if nothing had happened. Since she left the world of sword language where she was, in her opinion, all humans except Heather have followed her.

Weeds are no different. When it comes to weeding, you have to do it in a neat way.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't say things like setting fire to the forest in such a relaxed tone! The education I received does not allow me to do such a thing casually."

Heather, who was running through the forest, complained and suddenly stopped.

Deep in the deep forest, directly in front of Heather, a figure appeared at some point.

This is a knight riding a war horse, but his appearance is incomparable to others. The war horse is covered with ferocious skeleton armor, and the eyes have no eyeballs but a dim light. And this knight's whole body is completely covered with a

Covered in extremely ferocious skeleton armor, even the head is covered by a complete skull helmet, with a scarlet light flashing in his eyes, and the cloak behind him is slowly fluttering in the wind.

There is a long sword hanging on the side of the horse's back. The hilt is covered with thorns and spikes, making it a strange shape.

Heather squatted on a tree branch, holding a long wooden staff in her arms, looking at the strange skeleton knight from a distance, very quiet.

The skeleton knight's upper and lower jaws did not open and close, and the voice came from behind the helmet, which was slightly dull:

"...You are not a being within the [Principle of Time], so who are you?"

"Are you sure you want to chat here?" Heather tilted her head.

"I just came here to take a look, but I didn't expect to encounter such a [coincidence]. No, this is not a thread of cause and effect, but something more wonderful..."

Qiang! The skeleton knight held the hilt of the sword on the horse and slowly pulled it out, pointing the tip of the sword at Heather:

"Is your goal here [Witch]?"

"That's right. You can give in. I'm looking for the main entrance of the witch's house. If I can't find it, I'll have to set the forest on fire."

"That won't work."

The horse's hooves suddenly jumped up from the ground, and the knight and the war horse turned into a lightning-fast shadow and rushed towards Heather! At the same time, Heather's figure also disappeared from the place, and used [Shave] to appear.

More than ten meters away.

The branch of the tree where he was before and the surrounding trees were silently cut into smooth sections, and the figure of the Skeleton Knight disappeared without a trace.

Using the wooden staff as a fulcrum, Heather jumped up high on the spot, avoiding the sudden attack from behind. The wooden staff covered with domineering energy could not even leave a scratch on the surface of the steel giant sword.

But it was split into two in this sword light.

"What a shame, I really like that stick."

Heather rolled over and landed on the ground, glancing at the wooden stick that was broken into two parts. It was not an ordinary physical attack, but a higher level of power! She couldn't let this kind of attack fall on her.

Thinking of this, he clenched his left hand into a claw, and with the light of the fire, a gorgeous cross sword appeared in his hand, [Absolute Kingship]!

The sword-wielding wizard and the skeleton knight stood in the forest, facing each other from a distance.


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