Test raised his head and saw that the forest in his vision was mottled like a dream green. The knights fell on the open space around him, thirty-seven, the corpses lying quietly among the woodland piled with dead leaves, long gone. The young Viscount felt a faint pain from the sword wound under his ribs, and when he inhaled, he felt a little dizzy with the sensation of acupuncture.
He saw the dark green knight behind a chestnut tree looking coldly at this side in the gloom, like a ghost. Only then did Test dizzy realize that he had been fooled, but the information came from the inside of the unity of all things, and the letter from Magsk (the commander of the scorpion cavalry) to him also had the seal of the ring snake, unless that The damn cavalry commander himself is a two-sided traitor-Teste let out a sigh of relief, cursed in his heart, and subconsciously fumbled back with one hand to fumble for the saber that he had been knocked into the side. This is not as a subconscious action. Even in his heyday, he was seriously injured by only dealing a sword with the knight covered in emerald armor. That kind of power was unpredictable, and he was the most unbearable. The thing is, the other party doesn't even have the power to turn on the elements.
He defeated him with pure swordsmanship.
Teste glanced at the white rock altar in the center of the clearing, and the plain long sword was lying flat on the flat rock. The hilt of the long sword is carved with gold and red patterns, on which are painted the icons of three unknown heroes. That is the Lion Heart Sword. The legend contains the holy sword of the king's kindness, bravery and justice. But between the sword and him was the motionless knight of the lake.
It's like a moat.
The knight of the lake stood quietly among the woods. He obeyed the instructions of the ancient knights, and did not take action against the injured and losing mobility. If ordinary people face such an opportunity, I am afraid they would choose to retreat wisely, but Tester sneered and continued to climb forward with a hard heart. Even though the sword wounds on his thighs, abdomen, and under the ribs made him unable to stand up at all, the young Viscount still moved his body forward inch by inch with just two hands.
He was badly injured, knowing that he was going to die soon, but even if he was going to die, Tester thought he had to die closer to the target than the others. He grew up in dire eyes. As the illegitimate son of Duke Golan-Elson, he has long understood the warmth of the world; if everything is unreliable, he can only rely on himself-if he is weak, he will lose everything. Little by little, he achieved his status today because of such an ambition.
The ambition to fight even at the cost of life.
The young Viscount gritted his teeth and crawled, wondering when the sword of the knight of the lake would pierce his heart. Or he would die because of excessive blood loss. But what he didn't expect was that the knight covered in emerald armor just glanced at him under the metal mask, then put away the sword, turned and left without saying a word.
This is how the same thing
Tester was taken aback for a moment, but after a brief alert, he did not let go of this opportunity, and immediately climbed forward with greater effort. In any case, the opportunity must not be missed, and the loss will never come again; even if he wants to die, he will also take the sword from the altar. He felt that he was getting closer and closer to the holy white rock altar, the distance was shortening inch by inch, and finally he could reach out to the hilt of the sword on the rock.
However, as soon as he held the Lionheart Sword, a stream of heat flowed through his body. He obviously felt his body become active, as if every pore was relaxed, the wound was slightly itchy, and the repair was speeding up. However, the young Viscount was slightly startled. He lowered his head and found that besides a blood stain on his chest, the wound under his ribs had disappeared without a trace.
Holy sword!
Tester took a deep breath, he knelt up laboriously, holding up the sword in his hand, wanting to take a closer look. Then, what he didn't expect was that the Lion Heart Sword in his hand had just begun to emit a little gleam. These rays of light smoothed the wounds on his body one by one, but the next moment, the gloss on the sword quickly receded. Then it became a stone.
The young Viscount was startled and almost threw the stone sword in his hand. However, he calmed down and carefully stroked the blade with his hand, but he could no longer feel the ripples of magic power at all, as if he was really holding a cold stone in his hand. Except for its peculiar shape, it is no different from other stones in the forest.
"What's the matter..." The rest of the catastrophe was inexplicably holding the long sword in his hand. Judging from the previous vision, it should be the Lionheart Sword, but how did it suddenly become a stone. He was holding the long sword in both hands, and there was an inexplicable feeling in his heart. Although this thing was obviously a stone, there was a faint illusion of resisting him, as if the sword was clearly in his hands, but he didn't feel like it was here.
Test tightly grasped the lion heart sword turned into stone, and he was puzzled for a while, but he looked around-the forest behind the rock was not open, they had searched inch by inch, there should be nothing else in it. NS. So it seems that the sword in his hand should not be a fake, but why it turned out to be like this remains to be answered, but this is not something he will think clearly for a while, he just pondered it for a moment, and made a decision first. Let's talk about it after taking this thing out.
But before leaving, he couldn't help but glanced back cautiously.
The knight of the lake should be hiding somewhere in the shadow of the forest, staring at him with cold eyes. But the other party did not show up again in the end, which made him breathe a sigh of relief. "This trip is really unlucky..." Teste couldn't help but shook his head vigorously, and didn't look at the corpses on the ground. He just hugged the long sword over the remains of many knights, and walked awkwardly out of the forest.
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The buzzing slate finally stopped in Brando's hands. He had never encountered a sage slate that lasted so long in resonance before. Several people in the dungeon watched the slate with a mysterious rune in Brando's hand motionless for a while, until it stopped for a long time, and the others returned their eyes to Brando.
The dungeon fell silent, and occasionally a faint dripping sound came from a distance.
"This is the bound sage slate, Lord Lord." Although Bo Lu is both a prisoner and a Brandon minister for the time being, he stands in front of the young lord without being humble or arrogant. As if to use this to show that he was just taking refuge for a while-if one day, he might still return to the royal party at any time. But what surprised him was that Brando didn’t seem to care about this, which made him both surprised and inexplicable—compared to this kind of bottomless state, he actually had a way for this young man to shut himself back again. The illusion may be better. But freedom is hard to come by. Just feeling the warmth of the torch makes him greedy and want to breathe more free air, so it is absolutely impossible to say such a thing again.
Brando looked at the old man, as if reading this thought from his bright and dark face, then nodded, "You know?" he asked. Brando didn't care about the other party's attitude because he was not an aristocrat himself. He had been the leader of the guild, but he had never been a lord. To be honest, although he is in this position now, he does not have this kind of self-consciousness, it's just that he himself hasn't noticed it. However, his attitude has been unanimously recognized among those who follow him. Even though Antitina is quite critical about this, she has to admit that Brando's approachable attitude can make the group feel more cohesive. .
What's more, the strong self-confidence that young people exude all the time is enough to give people the motivation to follow.
Even aristocratic daughters occasionally can't help but think, maybe this is the so-called unique personal charm.
But at this moment Brando’s curious gaze fell on Peru again. The sage slate is described in the Cruz’s creation myth "The Poem of Blue" and the mountain people’s record of the ancient "Howling Wind". Miner people and witches believe that they are fragments of stars falling into the earth, because they can be connected with the line of destiny in the sky. In fact, mortals have known a lot about the sage slab for thousands of years, and Star Sight has also used it for divination-the method is to connect the slate with a certain thing, and then she can accurately predict the direction of the related things. Stone sages also use the same method to foresee the future. As long as you put the sage slab on the stone sage, you can get the answer you want-folk legends have always been like this, and players have personally confirmed that the past games There is indeed such a setting in.
However, the master craftsman could see that the sage slab in his hand had already been bound, which was not simple. Not everyone is aware of rune magic, especially the rune on the sage stone is the oldest one. As a craftsman in the royal family, he has heard and explained the legends of certain artifacts, but his proficiency in ancient runes is a little weird. You know, not everyone is proficient in rune magic, even if it is the craftsman and wizard of Buja. Therefore Brando stopped and looked at the other party, but did not rule out the possibility that the other party was just casual guessing, so he asked: "Yes, but can the master recognize what the slate points to?"
Brando asked this question a bit difficult, because even he himself didn't know what the ghost symbols on the slab meant, at best he could guess that it must be related to the Lion Heart Sword.
"That's..." Bailu stopped suddenly, his expression a little serious. Brando soon saw the master craftsman staring at the slate in his hand, his hands could not help shaking, "Sage, the emblem of the king, heroism, justice and mercy, how can it..." He took a light breath. , Couldn't help but watch it again, but his complexion became more solemn. Finally he couldn't bear to take a step back, looking up at Brando with a face full of disbelief, and tentatively asked: "Lion Heart Sword?"
Brando's face quickly became even more surprised than him.
And Akane also yelled in a low voice. Although she didn't know what the sage slate was and didn't know any rune magic, as a citizen of Eruin, the most famous one of the big stories she heard from her childhood was nothing more than The story of Eke, the Lord of Mercy and his Lionheart Sword. She immediately turned back to her profile picture and wanted to get it on the young man’s face, confirming, but she heard Brando ask in a loss:
"how do you know?"