Chapter 961: 943【Dragon Hunting】Onstein

Chapter 961 943. [Dragon Hunting] Wenstein

Even if the undead people here keep dying, won't they become wandering souls?

Lan doesn’t quite understand this.

But he also knew very well that he could not figure everything out. Time is running out now and something must be done.

"Hello."

Lann took Youershika and walked up to a Lothric knight sitting in a pile of treasures to say hello.

The half-dragon girl is obviously not good at sociability, and her calm face at this moment probably means she doesn't know what expression to put on.

Fortunately, Lan En did not intend to rely on her to negotiate.

Being able to use the half-dragon bloodline to travel unhindered for so long, Youershika has already done a lot of credit.

The Lothric knight raised his head and looked up at Lan En but did not respond.

Apparently silent, he waited for Lan En to continue.

This time, the Lothric knight sitting on the pile of treasures clearly listened.

“We came from Irushil in the Cold Valley. Something bad happened there.”

These people do not object to someone ringing the bell.

Then Lan En changed the topic, as if he was not the one who just discussed the origin and the crisis in Irushil.

Then it becomes the basis for sentiment analysis.

Lan En stepped over the undead knight who was resting on the ground, and took Youershika with her skirt carefully.

The others were not surprised and continued to talk to each other in low voices or organize their equipment.

Lan En’s brows wrinkled slightly, but he didn’t feel very surprised.

Lan En turned around and looked at the exit: "Is this the only way to go to the end?"

But on the other hand, he also learned another thing from the sporadic conversations of these people just now. The unknown king set up a bell-ringing place here similar to a challenge arena.

Although he was wearing a full set of armor, covering his whole person. But the subtle movements, the depth and frequency of breathing, these details that are difficult for ordinary people to notice, will be captured by Lan En's senses and Mentos.

The Lothric knight's helmet shook up and down.

His arm was raised and pointed at an exit. The knuckles on the iron glove made a sound of metal friction, and he stretched out a finger.

So even though Youershika followed Lan En closely and her expression was still confused and calm, she still couldn't stop looking around.

Even though Irushil is Lothric's most important companion, the knight of Lothric has no psychological fluctuations.

After all, he had already vaguely guessed the state of the people who climbed to the top of the ancient dragon. This time it was just a confirmation.

Lann spoke carefully, observing the Lothric knight's reaction as he spoke.

“I want to try ringing the bell, how do I get there?”

According to the analysis results, he has no psychological fluctuations.

“I understand, see you later.”

The half-dragon girl rarely goes out, and Gwendelin protects the only relative around her very well.

Stepping out of the exit pointed out by the Knight of Lothric, the first thing you see is a closed steel gate. On the other side of the gate is a wide square, which is now covered with clouds and even a storm.

His golden helmet was made into the face of a lion, with a ray of red tassel on the back of the helmet.

The whole person looks heroic and proud.

It’s just that the mediocre spear he held in his hand didn’t match the gorgeous and exquisite armor at all.

【Dragon Hunter】Onstein.

Even someone like Lan En, who has just come to this world, has seen this portrait in many places.

Winning the ancient dragon war with the gods, he is a legendary figure who ranks first among the four knights of the king.

His armor is so recognizable that if it wasn't copied by fanatical followers, it must be the real thing.

But Youershika also said just now: Orstein handed Gwendelin the identity certificates of his four knights and the lion ring. And just now they saw the knight's famous weapon, the dragon hunting gun.

So there is almost no need to make any other guesses.

“Just ring the big bell, and the unknown king will respond to your challenge until death.”

Onstein calmly told the rules here. Although he was a knight who was famous before the Age of Fire, his voice was not old.

And that tone would almost sound approachable to someone who is not sensitive enough.

Ke Lan En could feel that Onstein had a kind of pride that had been moistened to his bones for a long time.

Haughty to the point that others think he is easy to get along with.

"Your body is still very full. It's interesting. You can grow up as a non-immortal to be a warrior strong enough to climb the top of the ancient dragon. This luck is really commendable."

"But since you are not immortal, then cherish this only life. The nameless king will not show mercy for anything."

"Or you can wait until you have sharpened your only life to the point where you can defeat the unknown king?"

At the end of the sentence, there was a bit of a dumbfounded smile under Ornstein's helmet.

It seems to be telling a joke that cannot happen until the world is destroyed.

But before Onstein finished laughing, behind Lan En, Youershika walked out with the sound of the white gauze skirt brushing the ground.

The position where Lan En was standing was the base of the rocker, which was originally one section higher than the ground. Lan En's figure was plump and strong.

So much so that even though Youershika was of divine blood, she could be completely blocked standing behind him.

When the half-dragon girl appeared in front of the dragon-hunting knight, the laughter under his golden lion helmet stopped abruptly.

“Princess Youershika?! Why are you here?”

“Knight of Onstein.”

You'ershika first bowed and saluted, and then turned her confused face to Lan En.

On Stan, who was startled by the appearance of Youershika, the golden lion's visor also turned towards Lan En with the sound of the armor rubbing against each other.

I don’t know why, but the witcher now feels as if there is an invisible but sharp spear pointed right in front of his throat.

But fortunately, the witcher is very good at adjusting his emotions.

Lan En pretended that the cold and sharp feeling penetrating into his skin in front of his throat didn't exist, and walked up to Onstein calmly.

“What happened below the ancient dragon’s summit, the princes of Lothric rebelled, and now it is difficult to advance the fire ceremony. And Irushil in the Cold Valley.”

Lan paused for a moment when he said this, so that Onstein could have time to react and absorb.

After all, Lan En could feel from some small movements that as soon as he finished the first half of his sentence, the dragon hunting knight became a little confused.

“Pope Sullivan rebelled and colluded with the awakened Salary King, [Saint of the Deep] Eldridge to eat the Shadow Sun!”