Vol 3 Chapter 10

Territory of Act 10 (4)

Tester looked up and saw that the forest in his vision was mottled green. The knights collapsed on the open space around him. Thirty-seven, the corpses lay quietly among the woodland piled up by dead leaves. The young Viscount felt the pain of the sword injury under the ribs, and he felt a little dizzy as he inhaled with a tingling sensation.

He saw the gloomy knight behind a chestnut tree looking coldly in the darkness like a ghost. Only then was Dizzy aware that he had been fooled, but the intelligence came from the inside of all things, and the letter from Maggsk (the leader of the Silverwing Cavalry) also had the seal of the snake, except that The **** cavalry commander was a traitor with two sides and three swords—Test exhaled a sigh of sigh and whispered in his heart, a hand subconsciously fumbled for the sabre he had been shot to the side. It is better to say that it was a subconscious action. Even in his heyday, he only suffered a serious injury with the sword of the knight who was covered with the emerald armor. The unpredictable strength was the most unbearable. The thing is, the opponent doesn't even have the power to turn on the elements.

He was defeated with only simple swordsmanship.

Tester glanced at the white rock altar in the middle of the clearing, and the plain sword was laid flat on the flat rock. The sword's hilt is engraved with gold and red motifs, with three icons of unknown heroes painted on it. It was the Lionheart Sword, and the legend contained the King's holy sword of benevolence, heroism, and justice. But between the sword and him was the still knight of the lake.

It's like being separated by days.

The knight of the lake stood quietly among the trees. He obeyed the instructions of the ancient knights and did not take action against the injured and disabled. If ordinary people face such an opportunity, I am afraid to choose to retreat wisely, but Tester sneered, and relented and continued to crawl forward. Even if the sword injury to his thighs, abdomen, and under the ribs prevented him from standing at all, the young Viscount moved his body inch by inch with only two hands.

He was badly hurt, knowing that his life would soon die, but even if he was going to die, Tester thought he had to die closer to the target than anyone else. He grew up with white eyes. As the illegitimate son of the Duke Golan-Elson, he has long understood the warmth and coldness of the world; if everything is unreliable, then he must only rely on himself-if weak, he will lose everything. He gained a little bit of status today because of such an ambition.

The ambition to fight even at the cost of life.

The young Viscount clenched his teeth and wondered when the Lake Knight's sword would pierce his heart. Or you may die because of excessive blood loss. What surprised him was that the knight covered with a layer of emerald armor only glanced at him under the metal mask, then put away the sword and turned away without a word.

This is how the same thing?

Tester froze slightly, but after a brief alert, he didn't let the opportunity go, and immediately stepped forward. In any case, the opportunity is not lost, and no more will come; even to die, he will take the sword off the altar. He felt he was getting closer and closer to the holy white rock altar, and the distance was shortened inch by inch, and finally he could reach out to reach the hilt on the rock.

However, as soon as he held the Lionheart Sword, a hot current flowed through his body. He clearly felt his body was alive, as if every pore had been stretched, and the wound was slightly itchy, which was speeding up repairs. However, the young Viscount froze slightly. He lowered his head and found that in addition to a blood stain on his chest, the wound under the ribs had disappeared without a trace.

Holy sword!

Test took a deep breath, and he knelt down strenuously, holding up the sword in his hand to look carefully. Then, beyond his expectation, the Lionheart Sword in his hand had just begun to emit a little shimmer. These rays smoothed the wounds on his body one by one, but at the next moment, the gloss on the sword quickly faded. Then it turned into a stone.

The young Viscount was startled and almost lost the stone sword in his hand. However, he calmed down and stroked his sword carefully, but he could no longer feel the ripples of magic, as if he really held a cold stone in his hand. Except for its special shape, it is no different from other stones in the forest.

"What's going on ..." Tester, the rest of the life after the robbery, held the sword inexplicably. From the previous vision, this should be undoubtedly the Lionheart Sword, but how suddenly it turned into a stone. He held the 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 resistance, as if the sword was clearly in his hands, but he didn't feel like it was here.

Test clung to the lionheart sword that turned into a stone, wondering for a while, but he looked around-the forest behind this rock was not open, they had searched every inch, there should be nothing else inside Something. It seems that the sword in his hand should not be a fake, but it remains to be answered why it will look like this, but this is not something he will think clearly at one and a half. He just groaned a little before making a decision. Take this thing out and talk about it.

But before he left, he couldn't help looking back carefully.

The knight of the lake should be hiding in the shadow somewhere in the forest, staring at him with cold eyes. But the other party didn't show up again in the end, which made him relieved. "This trip is really obscure ..." Tester couldn't help shaking his head and not looking at the corpse on the ground, just holding the sword over the remains of many knights, and staggering toward the forest.

...

The buzzing slate finally stopped in Brando's hands, and he had never before encountered a Sage slate that resonated for so long. Several people in the dungeon were watching the slate with a mysterious rune on Brando's hand for a moment, until it stopped for a long time, and other people put their eyes back on Brando.

The dungeon was silent, and a slight dripping sound occasionally heard in the distance.

"This is the bound sage slate, Lord Lord." Although Buru was both a prisoner and a Brandon minister for the moment, he stood before the young lord humblely. As if to use this to show that he was only temporarily trusting-if one day, he may return to the royal party at any time. But what surprised him was that Brando didn't seem to care about this, which surprised and inexplicable him. Compared with this state of lack of heart, he had created a way to make the young man shut himself again. Going back may be a better illusion. However, *** did not come easily, just feeling the warmth of the torch light made him greedy to breathe more *** air, so it is impossible to say such words.

Brando looked at the old man as if reading the thought from his bright and dark face, then nodded, "Do you know?" He asked. Brando didn't care about the other's attitude because he was not an aristocracy himself. He had been the chief of the guild, but he had never been a lord. To be honest, although he is in this position now, he has no such consciousness, but he has not noticed it himself. However, his attitude has been consistently recognized by those who follow him. Even though Antitina has criticized this, he has to admit that Brando's approachable attitude can make this group feel more cohesive. .

Moreover, the strong self-confidence that emanates from young people is enough to give people the motivation to follow.

Even the aristocracy can't help but occasionally think, maybe this is the so-called unique personal charm.

But at this moment Brando's curious eyes fell on Bo Lu again. The sage slate is described in the cruz's creation myth "Poetry of Cang" and the ancient people's record "Whistling Wind", and The Mines and witches consider them to be fragments of stars falling into the earth, because they can be linked to the line of fate in heaven. In fact, mortals have known so much about Sage Slate for thousands of years, and Hoshimi has also used it for divination-the method is to connect Slate to something, and she can accurately predict the direction of things related to it. . The stone sage also uses the same method to foresee the future. As long as you place the sage slate on the stone sage, you can get the answer you want in your heart-folk legends have always been like this, and players have confirmed this in the past. There is indeed such a setting.

However, the master craftsman can see that the Sage slate in his hand has been bound, but this is not easy. Not everyone knows rune magic, especially the runes on the Sage's slate are the earliest. As a craftsman of the king's house, he can hear and explain the legend of several artifacts, but he is a little strange in mastering ancient runes. Be aware that even Buga's artisan wizards are not all proficient in rune magic. So Brando stopped to look at the other side, but did not rule out the possibility that the other side was just casual guessing, so he asked, "Yes, but can the master recognize what is pointed on this slate?"

Brando's question was a bit difficult to ask because even he didn't know the meaning of the ghost paintings on the slate. At most, he could guess that it must be related to the Lionheart Sword.

"That's ..." Palu stopped suddenly, looking a little more serious. Brando quickly saw the master craftsman staring at the slate in his hands, and he couldn't help his arms. "Sage, the king's emblem, heroism, *** and kindness, how can ..." I breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help looking at it again, but the more I looked, the more dignified I was. Finally he could not take a step back, and looked up at Brando with an unbelievable face, and asked tentatively, "The Lionheart Sword?"

Brando's face soon became even more surprised than he was.

And Akane yelled aside. Although she didn't know what the sage slate was and did not know any rune magic, as a national of Eruin, the most famous one among the big stories was nothing but The story of the merciful Lord Ike and his Lionheart Sword. She immediately replied that the avatar wanted to be confirmed on the young man's face, but heard Brando ask in a silent voice:

"how do you know?"