Chapter 416

It appears and disappears in an instant. It's smoother than some special seventh order casters. Every time it appears and disappears, a guard dies within hundreds of meters. After the death of these guards, a dark golden shackle shadow flew out of their flesh and blood and melted into Cass's chain. When he killed all the guards, all the dark golden shackles and virtual shadows carried the struggling souls and condensed into a section of the chain, where they condensed into a real golden shackle.

"Sigh of falling!" kukas couldn't help sighing after he burst the head of a man working in the grain shop with his last hand. He found his new weapon powerful, but it was not easy for him to use. Of course, if there were those two one legged copper dolls, he might be happier.

The food shops all over the dead bodies were quiet. There was no other sound except the subtle sound of blood flowing from the dead bodies. He cleaned up the bodies of those professionals, searched every piece of magic material on them, then found the basement and stuffed all the magic materials and gold coins in the basement into his pocket. After finishing this, he poured fire oil around him. After lighting the fire, he got up and left here.

After he left the food shop, he directly summoned the ghost crying war horse, and then rode the war horse to continue on his way. Behind him, a raging fire rose into the sky. Some businessmen just took precautions against the fire and didn't burn themselves. As for putting out fire and saving possible survivors, it's not what those businessmen are willing to do.

However, after a brief killing and trying the power of his new weapon, kukas did nothing else along the way. He hurried along according to his vague memory and finally returned to shierye town very smoothly.

The ferocious white bone war horse, the gray white bone armor full of depression, the golden chain dragged on the ground and the burning horseshoe made the residents of the whole Shier town tremble with horror. They hid in the house and behind the window and secretly looked at him through the gap between their thumbs. He murmured in a low voice, or prayed for the gods to care, or cursed those gods not to care for them. Of course, some people have the courage to open the door and look at kukas in detail in the street, but they are all naughty children.

Familiar street and house layout, the only unfamiliar is the children on the street. But it doesn't matter. Kukas believes that he will get familiar with the children here again in a short time. At that time, many children will follow him naively and ask him how the blood on his body is stained.

After passing the town, kukas didn't stop. After he identified the direction a little, he followed the path and walked outside the town according to his vague memory.

The speed of the war horse was very slow along the way. The ghost cried and the war horse was silent, walking along the path step by step. Kukas's restless mind became more turbulent with the ghost crying and the walking of the war horse.

I don't know how long later, a magnificent manor appeared in front of kukas. The towering stone walls, closed hanging doors and the nervous guards on the wall made kukas understand that he had reached his destination.

Standing quietly outside the manor, the ghost crying war horse seemed to feel his mood and completely quieted down. However, green flames came out of its nostrils, which showed its strength.

"Knight, I don't know what we can do to help you." just as kukas stood outside the manor thinking about his vague memory, a middle-aged Knight appeared on the wall. The middle-aged knight has gray temples, a resolute face, a national character face, a big nose and a big mouth. He looks like a forthright man. He had participated in some wars and knew that the knight riding this non biological mount could not resist him and his manor at all, so he spoke very carefully.

"I used to stay in this manor a long time ago, and now I want to come back and have a look." kukas hesitated a little. He didn't hide anything and directly stated his purpose of coming here.

The middle-aged knight on the wall did not think too much. After listening to kukas's answer, he immediately ordered to open the hanging door. Of course, he knows what consequences it will bring to himself if he doesn't open the hanging door. In his opinion, the knight outside who exudes a fierce breath is not what he, a small second-order knight, can provoke.

When the creaking sound sounded, kukas habitually muttered: "how many times have you said, don't cherish those animal oil, and adding more animal oil will increase the service life of the hanging door, don't you forget?" after saying this, he suddenly realized that he was different from that year, and the guards in charge of the hanging door were very different from that year. For a moment, his mood became even lower.

Jumping off the horse, the ghost cried, the horse neighed, and the body was illusory. In the next moment, it disappeared from him, as well as the bone armor on his body.

"Knight, I don't know what to call you." the middle-aged knight on the wall has come down. He stood at the door, made a serious courtesy to kukas, and then invited him into the manor.

"Kukas, you can call me kukas."

Looking at the bald evil man who was more than three meters high in front of him, the middle-aged Knight couldn't help swallowing saliva and said in a deep voice: "welcome Lord kukas here. I've asked the servants to prepare a rich lunch."

"I just looked and left. Don't bother." kukas touched his bald head and suddenly grinned: "ha ha! I promised the old knight that I would come back after becoming a knight. Now I don't have an oath. Well, you have always been the owner of this manor? Are you the descendant of the old knight?"

"No, dear Lord kukas, this manor was inherited by my grandfather more than 100 years ago. Well, when my grandfather inherited it, the original owner of the manor was dead." the middle-aged Knight swallowed his saliva and whispered: "But my grandfather said that the original master left something when he died and said that we heirs should be delivered to a knight. I'm sorry, I forgot my name. Maybe it should be delivered to you."

"Dead?" after hearing the words of the middle-aged knight, kukas was inexplicably sad. He grinned, shook his head and muttered, "well, go and have a look. Maybe it's for me or not."

In this way, the middle-aged Knight invited kukas to the huge stone house in the middle of the manor. After asking him to wait in the living room of the stone house, the middle-aged Knight went to look for the last words left by his grandfather.

Kukas seemed so familiar with the wide long table and high back chair. He even looked familiar with those chairs and long tables. He was the only one standing here quietly in the huge living room.

His thick fingers touched the chairs and long tables, and vague and scattered memories flashed in his mind. He seemed to see the scene of the old knight receiving him for the first time, and the scene of the old knight giving them all kinds of orders here.

"So many years have passed!" kukas moved his heavy steps around the long table. His fingers wiped the smooth table and the old chair. He recalled all kinds of things in his mind: "hehe! I still wanted to duel with you, and I don't know if you are still alive." When he came to the back of a chair, kukas tilted his head and laughed. The chair used to be the seat of a Golden Knight's escort. Now it's empty. Where can he still be found?

Muttering in a low voice, he repeatedly said the vague things in his memory, sometimes laughing and sometimes silent, which looked very strange. At this time, he didn't notice that the door of the conference hall was pushed open by a young girl, who held a broken stone tablet in her hand. She stood quietly at the door and looked at kukas's strange behavior, but didn't notice Words.

"Lord kukas, I found it." after a short time, the middle-aged Knight rushed to the conference room with an excited face. Here he saw kukas's strange behavior and his daughter standing at the door with the incomplete stone tablet. "Oh! Sorry, sir, this is my daughter. She didn't bother you!" the middle-aged Knight swallowed his saliva and asked uneasily.

"No, she's very quiet." the memory was interrupted, but he was not angry. Instead, he often breathed a sigh of relief. "What did you find?"

"The last words left by my grandfather, eh! Before my grandfather came here, the owner of the manor left some things for my grandfather to keep. He said he would give them to a knight named kukas later. More than 100 years later, I didn't expect that I had the opportunity to complete my grandfather's last words." The middle-aged Knight said excitedly. He shook his hand behind him, but seven or eight Knight attendants came to the conference room with some heavy wooden boxes.

"For me?" kukas murmured in a low voice. At this time, he saw the middle-aged Knight holding a sheepskin scroll with the family mark of the old knight on the scroll. When he saw this, he felt a little bad.

When he opened the scroll, the handwriting on it made him look familiar. He guessed that it was the handwriting of the old knight. Of course, these were just guesses, because he was vague about things a long time ago.

There were not many words written on the scroll, and soon kukas finished reading it. After reading the scroll, he carefully put the scroll without any magic power protection into his magic ring and collected it. Finally, he looked down and observed the wooden boxes.

When the box is opened, some armor accessories are revealed. These armor are coated with special grease, so they are still extremely intact for a long time. When the accessories are combined, they are a heavy defensive armor.

In the other case, there is also a shield and a long handle Knight gun axe. The shield is similar to the shields of those heavy shield guards, with simple patterns carved on it, while the knight gun axe is more than three meters long, with a single edge axe the size of a wheel and a gun tip of more than one elbow, which looks even ferocious.

The combined heavy armor was thrown into the magic ring by kukas, because the armor was too small for him to wear, and he also lost the ability to change his shape. As for the gun, axe and shield, they remained in front of him.

"Thank you for keeping these things." kukas took a deep breath and thanked the middle-aged knight. He took a lot of magic materials and gold coins from the magic ring as a reward. The middle-aged Knight refused, but kukas accepted kukas's gift after pointing out the little girl holding the broken slate.

Ignoring the envious knights and squires, kukas squatted in front of the little girl and whispered, "can I see your slate?"

"You won't lose it, will you?" the little girl has beautiful blue eyes. She looks a little thin, but kukas feels the powerful magic power no less than the third-order caster from her.

"Yes, it belongs to you. Without your permission, anyone who gets it will die." kukas was a little stunned. Finally, after touching the incomplete stone slab with his finger, he immediately said such words.

Just at the moment when he touched the slate with his fingers, a desolate and ancient breath was released from the slate. Under the reminder of these breath, he said such words. After saying this, he dared not touch the strange incomplete slate again. Because in the dark, he felt that if he touched the slate again, he would be directly torn apart by the powerful power contained in the slate, even if he was a fifth order ghost crying knight.

The little girl didn't seem to know this. She held the slate in her reluctant hands for kukas to touch, but she was rejected by the bald evil man. Although she was confused, she felt happy when she felt that the other party would not touch her slate again.

"Knight, I think your daughter will become a strong existence in the future. Well, maybe you should find a good teacher for her." kukas stood up and said to the middle-aged knight.

"No, I don't need a teacher, because I already have a teacher." the little girl suddenly interrupted, "will I be as strong as you in the future?"

"Maybe, maybe not. After all, I'm not a prophet. I'm just a knight and can't see the future at all. But what I want to tell you is that this slate is very important to you. It may bring you disaster, but it will make you stronger." kukas laughed. He reached out and touched the little girl's head with a strange smile on his face.

After hearing kukas's words, the Knights and squires involuntarily put their eyes on the little girl and the stone slab in her arms. Some of them have bright eyes, while others are very clear.

"I want you to be my teacher." the little girl tilted her head and looked at the middle-aged knight and kukas, and then suddenly said the words.

"Vera, you can't do this. Lord kukas is a knight and doesn't know any magic at all." the middle-aged knight on the side hurried forward to stop his daughter's stupid behavior, but it was too late because kukas agreed.

"Of course, ha ha! What's Vera's full name?" kukas giggled, bent over and grabbed the little girl, and then let the little girl sit on his shoulder under the surprised gaze of the people.

"Avril solovieri vercoleman" the little girl said her name with a proud face. She felt extremely excited to sit on kukas's shoulder. He twisted his little ass to watch, and finally reached out and hugged kukas's bald head.

"Good name." kukas nodded. In fact, he had no feeling for the little girl's name. In his opinion, a name is just a symbol.

"Lord kukas, the middle-aged Knight didn't know what to say for a moment. He had rich experience and knew that the knight who looked like a barbarian would never take his daughter as an apprentice for no reason, but now he had no way to refuse, because the opponent was stronger than him.

"Don't worry, I'll take her to the imperial capital. Well, I remember there is still a library in the imperial capital, where she gets much better knowledge than here. I have plenty of money, and I think there will be many powerful mages willing to teach her there." kukas leaned down and picked up the heavy shield and gun axe on the ground and said in a deep voice.

"OK, everything will be taken care of by Lord kukas." the middle-aged Knight clenched his teeth, took a deep look at kukas and agreed to the request. Those Knight squires looked at the little girl with jealousy. They didn't know why their mentor reluctantly let the powerful Knight take his daughter. Of course, they are all young people. They don't know their parents' worries at all. They just fantasize about getting the guidance of a powerful knight and becoming a real knight.

Simple young people think very simply and deal with some things very simply. They will not think about too complex things or make too complex intrigues. In their world, becoming a professional is all the pursuit of life.

After staying in the manor for three days, kukas left the familiar and strange manor with the little girl anvil. Before leaving the manor, the middle-aged Knight invited some familiar knights to his manor for a small banquet, at which he solemnly announced the master-student relationship between kukas and anvil.

Kukas didn't attend the party. He just showed up at the party and began to talk with Avril.

"How did you get this slate?"

"Is it the powerful magic it brings you?"

"Can you get some knowledge from it?"

Doubts jumped out of kukas's mouth, and the little girl anvil answered them one by one.