"Get out of the car." Joey said to the elf saint, and then turned his head: "Rego, look at her." The carriage didn't have much protection, and it was even more unsafe to stay inside. Uriel saw the Blue Saint again. Her face was pale but her expression was calm. The deer ran up to rub her cheek, but Rego pulled it away. Silver Song Knight never compromises on the execution of orders.
Same goes for Joey. He picked up his spear and struck before the assassin could make his move. In the era of the mysterious realm, it was rare to see the White Envoy launch such a down-to-earth charge. Most of them were used to lure the enemy. Even if it was the second time he witnessed the envoy before becoming a sky realm fighting in his way, Uriel still felt that fantastic.
The war horse jumped lightly, carrying the knights over the steep slope, galloping on the flat wasteland, and disappeared under the horizon in the blink of an eye. The rhythm of the horses' hooves is like a strong wind, the cedar trees are rustling and swaying, and on the waves of brown and green grass, knights dressed in Gaia's Crusader style and Lucia's holy white colors seem to be riding the wind and waves. Uriel stared at their backs, wondering whether they looked like this when he and York broke into Olsson Manor a few days ago. I was thinking about Free Man at the time. Interesting loop.
"Robbers!" someone screamed. Mostly mortals. In their eyes, the mysterious creature hiding in the grass launched a surprise attack. Joey and Orcus were forty yards away, and it was impossible to get back at this moment.
Even Janus leaned closer nervously. "They were lured away! What to do?"
"Don't worry, the other party just has a lot of people." It could be seen that he was still worried. Uriel had no time to comfort the nature elf, his attention was focused on the enemy's weapons.
There are six people in total. This is the judgment of the fire type's reaction to magic power. Two were lying in ambush on the side of the hillside to release arrows, and four were hiding nearby to surround them. These few people can't stop a whole convoy, the real ambush lies ahead. Uriel was relatively close to the edge of the road, so an assassin unfortunately saw him as a target.
Just as he had noticed before, a mysterious creature wearing iron armor jumped out of the grass diagonally behind. The long weapon in his hand reached out before his body, aiming at the apprentice's waist. The magic power gave the spear astonishing speed and power, and it stabbed the target cunningly from the blind area of vision.
The spear was spinning in his hand like a pencil, and the tip of the spear was suddenly knocked open. The steel burst out with dazzling sparks. Uriel pulled the reins with one hand, and used the inertia of the tail end of the gun barrel to hit the face of the forward assassin, knocking him to the ground with one blow.
Everything happens in an instant. "Back off," he had time to say to the panicked Janus, "it will be over soon."
This is more than comfort. The wizard used magic to block the sword, the knight dealt with the infantry, and even the chef and blacksmith participated in the battle. By the time he walked around the carriage, the Blue Saint had already fired arrows to deal with the archers, while the Silver Song Knight Rego was slitting the throat of the last attacker. A few seconds ago, the corpse was still alive and throwing itself at a maid. .
The apprentice saw Bogat, the last Silversong Knight, at the end of the team. He didn't have his visor on, and his strong beard spread out of his helmet, like a shovel. The knight pulled the blood-red stabbing sword out of the fourth attacker's chest. The latter fell on his back, with the broken breastplate remaining in his internal organs, killing him in the blink of an eye.
"No one came from behind, so Rego and I went to the front to explore the way." Bogart said. He is both the team's scout and Joey's lieutenant. "Can you protect these mortals?"
"Mr. Rego has to guard the saint." Uriel told him the mentor's arrangement.
The bearded knight raised his eyebrows, "Then we'd better catch up quickly, otherwise the carriage won't be able to leave." He passed Uriel and directed the team forward.
Janus looked at the corpse and swallowed: "They are not my comrades in arms."
"It's not hard to tell."
"But the ending is the same." He dropped the sentence, quickly followed the carriage, and merged into the ranks of servants. Although neither are those people.
Uriel climbed over the steep slope first, although he knew very well that these people posed no threat. The sight before me was no surprise. Joey and Orcus stopped under a cedar tree. There were about a dozen corpses of soldiers around them. Just by looking at the wounds, one can guess that what these unlucky ghosts encountered before death was not a fight but a massacre. Seeing the convoy, the instructor pulled the reins and drove the horse to the right to avoid a human leg. Orcus frowned and dismounted, remaining where he was.
"There is no artistry. Mystery is the highest skill, and the sword is too crude." Someone commented in his ear. Uriel turned around and saw the wizard Bernard Sterling beside him. "What do you think?"
"I?"
"There's no one else here."
"Then, let me say that mystery is also a sword." Uriel carefully organized his words. "Second Truth" is not the first saint to appear in a dream as a young man, but the apprentice intuitively knows that his situation is different from that of McAdam and Veronca.
"A very unique point of view." I don't know how he came to this conclusion. In the apprentice's opinion, most people think so. "I haven't seen you in the church, Uriel. I heard that you are from Blackwood County?"
"That's right, my lord."
"There is no doubt that you met him there. So, not only are you closely related to the Silver Song Knights, but you are also half a local?"
“To a true local, I’m still a traveler.”
he mused. "We do have locals here." Uriel knew that the other party was referring to Joey. The Silver Song Knight was originally the emperor's guard. Most of them were clean, with the exception of the mentor.
Veronka didn't mind this. "Many noble children are not as reliable as civilians." The legion commander told him, "If they are asked to choose between their family and the emperor's order, even I can't guarantee the loyalty of each of them. In comparison, these are civilians. advantages, yet few of the latter measure up.”
"It seems that we have to ask Miss Duilin for advice." Bernard said, "Her magic is very good at detection and can avoid such road sections suitable for ambush. You should consult the courier more often when you go out."
Uriel came to his senses. "It does help. We just didn't expect someone to attack near the Imperial Capital."
"Are they free men?"
Why ask me? The apprentice didn't understand. "Perhaps so. I seldom return to Marandeno, my lord, and I never see the same band of bandits."
"They are almost all mysterious creatures," the future wizard leader pointed out.
"That might be an adventurer." Uriel replied subconsciously, but then he realized that he had said the wrong thing. The wizard had raised his eyebrows in confusion. Adventurers from the Ancestor Era were rarer than Silversong Knights who were born as free men. The mysterious power was in the hands of the noble class and could not be spread at will. There was no mysterious realm before the dragon disaster.
However, even if Bernard Sterling noticed the problem, he did not ask directly. Uriel watched him pull out a roll of parchment, take a pen and start recording. "What is that, sir?" the apprentice couldn't help but ask.
"People who are curious often achieve success." The wizard said, "I am recording my questions in order to create new topics." Uriel wanted to ask more questions, but Joey had already returned to the carriage.
"Orcus's horse is shod," he declared.
The blacksmith picked up the hammer and spikes and rushed towards the cedar tree. Bogart ordered his servants to move the bandits on the road. Everyone was mobilized and rushed to smooth over the twists and turns of the journey. Joey asked Rego about the peripheral attack. It seemed that he was well aware of the enemy's dispersion strategy, and Janus was worried in vain. Just behind him, the Blue Saint handed the bow and arrow to her guardian, but her legs did not move.
"I won't run away," she began, "or I wouldn't be here. This thing is too bulky for long journeys." She meant the carriage.
Rego glanced at the commander, but Joey and him had no tacit understanding. "Perhaps we take the stairwell," the instructor replied. Uriel understood that he might be worried that this nature elf was testing the next route.
"Then are they all the same?"
"What do you want?"
"I have my own mount."
"Really? That deer?"
"It's not a real deer. Its name is Luna, and it's the fairy of the forest." The Blue Saint said, "I won't run away, I can't go anywhere. Let me stay with Luna, it can only run faster than That box is a little faster, much slower than a horse, but has good stamina.”
This request is not too much. Of course, the natural elves will not be accustomed to human seats. The Blue Saint who was sent to Aurenia by Saint Valoran is also homeless. She even helped during the previous attack. Therefore, Rego and Orcus said nothing, and even Joey nodded. But according to Uriel's understanding of his mentor, things couldn't be that simple.
"The best of both worlds." His answer seemed to be okay, but after a moment it took a turn for the worse, "I can give it to you. Now I'll tie you to that beast's back and let it follow the team behind."
What a great idea. If it was someone else who would probably give him a sword, Uriel could understand the former's approach. But the saint of nature elves is more nurturing. "Luna is my partner." She corrected, "Many people's eyes cannot see through the illusion, and more people pretend not to see it when they see it. I think a box is more comfortable." Her face became paler, and her veins Seems to break through the skin. The elf saint got into the car, and she was afraid that she would not be able to speak to Joey again during the whole journey.
"You're really suggesting that, right?" Bogart muttered, stroking his beard, and Joey turned to look at him.
"I'm keeping out trouble."
"You're sure of your mission, sir, but not your words."
"Anyway, she understands." The mentor's voice was conveyed under the visor, "Don't you understand too?" He had to scout the adjutant not knowing what to say, and almost broke his beard.
He doesn't know yet that they are talking to each other, Uriel thought. The stag named Luna refused to leave in front of the wheel, so the instructor ordered the driver to put a halter on it. This prevented the possible tragedy from happening: perhaps in the eyes of the Blue Saint, it was the only companion that would never leave him from beginning to end, but in Joey's eyes, this thing was no different from a wild horse and could be dealt with as he pleased. The Blue Saint said it was a fairy of the forest, and the apprentice noticed it. But he couldn't see any difference between it and an ordinary elk.
The instructor's eyes immediately focused on him. "I have a companion with you, Bogart." He said coldly, "What did you see?"
"Perhaps it's a natural hunt?" The wizard turned and walked back to his carriage.
