Chapter 1 Bronze Chapter (Beginning) Trapped in a desperate situation
518 AD, Pantorachen, suburb of Edinburgh.
In the dark cave, there were bursts of warm breath and low and muffled sounds. Every sign indicated that there was a terrifying giant beast living in this cave.
The young knight and his entourage entered the cave without fear.
The outlines of the master and the servant appeared under the very weak light of the lantern.
The knight is wearing armor that is exquisitely crafted and can even be said to be overly embossed. Regardless of the defensive power of this armor, it is obviously too bulky and hinders the knight's progress. Even if the knight moves forward at an extremely slow speed,
The armor still rubbed against each other, making a slight but deadly squeaking sound, enough to alert enemies dozens of feet away to the knight's presence.
But the knight still didn't notice this, and he didn't even feel the need to hide his whereabouts. He felt good about himself, thinking that he could easily defeat all powerful enemies in the world--if he had this high-end equipment.
The bronze snowflake medal on the knight's chest shows that he is just a bronze knight (apprentice knight). He was originally not worthy of possessing this luxurious equipment.
But the knight's distinguished family background made this equipment tacitly accepted among his colleagues. After all, the son of the current celestial knight of the Northern Knights fought without any proper protection and died in battle, which is enough to become a leader.
He has the great responsibility of moving the head of his immediate superior.
In contrast, the knight's entourage was dressed in a pitifully shabby manner. Not only did he not have any protection, but even his clothes were made of rough linen. His short, thin body with almost no muscles struggled to carry heavy supplies, and in the same way
Moving forward with heavy steps.
After all, in this era, it is extremely common for a knight's entourage without any status to die in battle. Equipping the entourage with any equipment is just a waste of money.
The knight suddenly stopped, gesturing to his followers to stop too.
Silence fell, and the sound of snoring gradually covered it up.
Not far from the cave, there is a sleeping monster. A dragon, a red fire dragon whose scales are so red that they glow with fire, and an epic photon creature.
Now is the best time. Go up to the dragon and give it a fatal blow while it is sleeping, and then go back with the dragon's head to prove your bravery. That is an opportunity that many knights dream of. Such a feat is enough for the young knight to be promoted and successfully promoted to a knight.
Black Iron Knight, even Silver Knight.
The knight was eager to prove himself. He was dazzled by his reputation and acted recklessly and impulsively. His followers showed disdain in the darkness, as if all this had nothing to do with him.
The knight stepped forward with his sword in hand, quietly approached the dragon's head, and raised his lightsaber.
Stab it down.
Keng!
The dragon stretched out its sharp claws to block the blow. The inherent photons naturally condensed on the dragon's claws were much more pure than the photon flow of the lightsaber.
When two photon weapons collide, the one with the lower photon concentration must receive a greater reaction force. The lightsaber will of course be heavily bounced away.
"Woo!" The knight took a few steps back, and the heavy armor almost made him fall.
"I'm still wondering why the noise has been non-stop since just now. Sure enough, a mouse ran in." The dragon climbed up, and the fire from its nostrils illuminated the cave.
The knight roared, his voice rigid and boring, as if he was reciting a textbook: "Awaken, dragon! I'm here to take away your head today!"
"For what? For fame, wealth, or power? You humans are dying one after another just for these boring things. It's really ridiculous!" The dragon sneered disapprovingly. His words had the unique hissing sound of a lizard,
Echoing in the cave, low and deadly.
"Don't be wordy!" The knight rushed forward with his sword raised recklessly. He swung his lightsaber and clumsily slashed at the dragon's belly. The armor made his sword-swinging movements slow and funny.
Unable to stand the opponent's slow movements, the dragon sent a tail sweep. Seeing that he could not avoid it, the knight had to block it with the arm armor of his arm. Fortunately, his armor was of high performance and not only blocked the dragon's tail sweep.
He even bounced his tail, causing the dragon to lose its balance.
"What?!" Long was shocked, and his heavy body fell to the ground.
"Suffer death!!" The knight took the opportunity to stab the dragon's exposed chest and take out its heart.
Snap!
The tip of the lightsaber stopped a few inches away from the dragon's chest, and was blocked by the dragon's hand.
The dragon just deliberately created a loophole to fool the knight.
"Hahahahahaha! ------Among the adventurers I have ever seen, you are the stupidest one!" The dragon smiled sinisterly, threw away the weapon in the knight's hand, and then hit the knight with a palm
Turn. The knight flew ten yards away!
Bump! The knight's armor hit the stone wall, making a deep muffled sound. However, thanks to the excellent armor, the knight was not seriously injured--just vomited a mouthful of blood.
"This...this is! Blood! Blood!" Seeing the blood he spit out, the knight's expression changed drastically. The pampered man seemed to have never been so hurt.
"You! Give me the medicine quickly!" the knight shouted to his follower aside.
The attendant took out a bottle of healing potion and was about to hand it to the knight. A fireball shattered the bottle and the potion flowed all over the floor.
"Do you think I will stand still and wait for your reply?" The dragon sneered.
The knight hesitated for a moment. "Come here quickly. You stand in front of me and use your shield to defend me."
"Yes, sir." The follower said, picking up the big shield and being careful.
"Remember, watch the movement of the dragon's mouth carefully and don't blink under any circumstances." the knight added.
"No matter what, don't blink," the attendant replied.
"So------"
As soon as he finished speaking, the knight pushed his follower from behind and took the opportunity to escape.
The follower, who was almost crushed by the heavy backpack, climbed up awkwardly. As soon as he got up, the giant dragon had already arrived in front of him.
"Boy, what's your name?" In the darkness, the dragon's eyes emitted two terrifying golden lights.
"Arthur." The young attendant's face was unmoved. He was used to such scenes.
"Then, Arthur." Greedy saliva dripped from the corner of the dragon's mouth. He swept his tail and the rocks at the entrance of the cave collapsed, sealing the retreat:
"It seems that you have been abandoned by your master. What are your last words?"
"That------" A sneer flashed across Arthur's face. Seeing that the troublesome guy was gone, he no longer had any scruples.
He made a provocative gesture: "I'll tell you if you can win!"