Just when the tiger leader was about to cut off the werewolf boy's head with his sword, his harsh laughter suddenly stopped.
"How...how is it possible?!"
With fear, the leader glanced at his chest------
The light blade glowing green has pierced the chest of the Khajiit leader from behind. The moment he saw this terrifying light blade piercing his chest, he could hardly believe his eyes. So, he
He turned his head, wanting to see who it was that was attacking him from behind.
What he saw was a young knight. This was not the armor of a French knight. French armor was much more fancy.
This set of immaculate silver-white armor with only a few carvings belongs to a Pantorakan knight!
"How is it possible! There are actually humans in this world who can attack me from behind without me noticing?!" the leader shouted in disbelief.
"Stop being so pretty, damn orc." Arthur said coldly, "When you get carried away, there are flaws everywhere in your body." He raised his lightsaber and wanted to cut the orc leader in two!
But the leader reluctantly pushed away the sword, fell forward, and escaped!
"You brat, who are you?!" The tiger man clutched his chest that was burned by the lightsaber and was furious.
"You are almost dead, do I still need to tell you?" Arthur sneered, ready to kill the tiger man at any time. The young man never showed mercy to cruel enemies.
The Khajiit leader knew something was wrong. He was very confident in his armor and thought that he could not be hurt by an ordinary sword blade. However, the lightsaber of the young man in front of him accurately penetrated the gap in the Khajiit leader's armor.
Entered and severely wounded the leader.
This guy is definitely not a kind person! His blow was not just a sneak attack based on luck, he hid his aura, found the best time to strike, and used precise calculations to deliver a killing blow!
He is obviously just a thin young man. But the knight in front of the tiger man is very calm and intelligent, and his killing methods are also very skilled and ruthless! This young man has probably experienced hundreds of battles and defeated countless people who are better than him.
A much stronger opponent!
The seriously injured tiger leader knew that he could not defeat this knight now. No, even if his body was in perfect condition, he might not be able to win!
The only thing he can do now is to run away! Bring back the news that Silver Wolf Bewilf is here! It won't be long before a large army of hundreds of Fierce Tooth Clan warriors will destroy this place.
flat!
The tiger leader made up his mind in an instant. He immediately used partial madness, enlarged his fist, and punched the knight.
The knight dodged to the left, then swung again! Pain shot through his arm, and the Khajiit's arm was opened with a big gash by the knight's sword!
He backed away and punched again despite the pain!
Scratch, scratch, scratch! Severe pain was felt in the arm, and the Khajiit's arm was chopped into pieces by the knight's sword!
However, the tiger man had already planned to give up this arm, just to save his life! He hindered the opponent's movement with one blow and ran away immediately!
He can escape. With his confident foot strength, he can escape from the enemy even though he is so seriously injured!
However, the tiger leader was shocked.
In the village that was supposed to be destroyed, there were countless young knights standing there. Each of them looked exactly like the young knight just now.
This was some kind of illusion, and the tiger man knew it in his heart. But when he was seriously injured and panicked, he couldn't tell which one was the illusion and which one was the real person. He hesitated for a moment, thinking about which direction to escape.
Hesitation on the battlefield is extremely fatal!
Arthur had already gone around the back of the tiger leader and cut the orc leader in half! He turned his sword again and chopped off the opponent's head.
The tiger man's head fell on the ground, rolled a short distance, and was stopped by the knight's kick.
"How about it, let's take a guess? Will the fox man who comes to collect your body later probe your brain in order to investigate who you are?" the young knight said, half teasingly and half seriously.
There was a look of horror on the tiger man's face. Since he had no lungs and vocal cords, he could not make a sound. But his eyes seemed to beg the young knight to destroy his head quickly so that he could relax as soon as possible.
"Wow, it really can move ------" Arthur poked the tiger's head on the ground, "The legend that the Hungarians can live for a month even if their heads are cut off, is it true? How terrible.
vitality."
The tiger leader blinked. The light in his eyes began to disappear. It was an expression of giving up hope and accepting his fate.
There was no need to help this guy. After all, this bandit was a murderous scum, and having his brain probed was the most suitable end for him.
Arthur felt a trace of compassion.
"Okay, you're on your way." After saying this, the young knight raised his knife and completely destroyed the opponent's head with a few knives.
(It’s just a piece of cake anyway.)
The smell of burnt corpses wafted in the air, and the knight knew it was not a good place to stay for a long time.
"Next------" the young knight walked over to check on the dying werewolf boy on the ground, "Are you still alive?"
The werewolf boy just looked at Arthur quietly, as if looking at something incredible.
"What is your name?" Knight Arthur asked without emotion.
"Bedi... Bediville." The werewolf boy replied in a low voice, "...it was the people in this village who gave me the name."
"So, Bedivere," the knight squatted down in front of the werewolf and asked, "I can leave you here. With your injuries, you will definitely die; I can also take you back to the knights for treatment."
, but I don’t guarantee that the guys from the Knights will be willing to heal you.
Even if you are cured, they may put a collar on you from now on, like other orc slaves, and slave you until death - after all, you Hungarians are such despicable creatures.
------Do you want to choose to die with dignity or live a humble life? Answer me."
The werewolf boy closed his eyes and thought for a moment. The pain in his body made him worse than death, but he had already made up his mind. What he wanted to protect was too important, too important for him to just let it go.
"I...want to live." Bedivere whispered, "No matter how painful it is, I still...have to live."
[Wanting to live] and [having to live] are two completely different things. The former carries the hope of life, while the latter carries the weight of responsibility.
He is alive, but he has never really lived. Even his dignity can be abandoned, and he just wants to survive every day------
------That is, how unbearable.
Knight Arthur looked at the young man with a trace of disdain on his face.
"Very good." The knight took off his cloak, wrapped up the scarred werewolf boy, and slowly dragged him away.