Chapter 49 "Blackadder"

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"Many great knights started out as squires. As long as you seriously learn the ethics and principles of knights from me, you will definitely be able to be canonized as a knight one day in the future."

Although he couldn't see Catalina's expression, the voice coming from under the metal shield was serious.

"Well, actually I think it would be nice to be a detective assistant..."

"I need your help, Ed. Our abilities complement each other, your tactical acumen, and that magical little mechanical spider - even our meeting seems destined. You and me, the two of us. This can make Silvermist City a better place."

To make Silvermist City a better place, just the two of us? Ed felt that this eldest lady must be suffering from knight's disease.

But if you think about it carefully, this is actually a good suggestion:

Judging from Catalina's current performance, she can definitely be regarded as a reliable support. If you encounter a problem that is not convenient for the Divine Bureau to participate in solving, you can also ask her for help.

What's more, he has Katarina's character card in his hand. The improvement in her strength will directly improve her close combat ability and attainment of the "Lake" secret text.

"Well, if you insist... I guess we could actually work together."

Ed nodded, reluctantly agreeing.

"In that case, Mr. Edgar Waikolo..." She raised her sword, "From now on, I will guide you in pursuing your career as a knight."

"Kneel down," she whispered.

He swayed and reluctantly knelt down on one knee.

"Lower your head, lower your head."

She placed the tip of the sword on Ed's right shoulder: "May humility be your mirror," and placed it on her left shoulder, "May courage be your sharp blade."

"Now, I officially appoint you as my squire - it will be automatically effective when I am made a knight. Okay, get up quickly."

Katarina held Ed's shoulders and pulled him to stand:

"From now on, you must respectfully call me 'Sir'. I am not a knight yet, so I can just call you this in private."

"Yes, sir." Ed muttered, completing Catalina's instructions.

He even suspected that Catalina knew that she was the so-called "secret keeper", so she deliberately tormented him like this. But looking at her serious look, it didn't seem like this.

"Come on, Ed, now let's go kill those evil cave creatures."

She held her sword straight, looking like she couldn't hold back and was eager to try:



In the darkness, the ghoul priest waited silently. It can wait, it always waits, it is used to waiting, waiting for its appearance to fade away, and waiting for its flesh and blood to decay.

Time has taken away its reason, leaving only instinct and the lingering sound of corruption in its mind.

The moment finally came. The rusty iron door slowly opened, and a long sword with a glimmer of light appeared in the darkness.

Human beings are forever impatient.

It stretched out its corrupted fin-like right arm, with dozens of fingers squirming and shooting out its nails one by one like exploding peas.

The sweet smell of flesh and blood that he imagined did not arrive. The nails hit the white wooden shield or bounced off the sides of the armor.

The servants lurking on the ceiling swooped down. As if he had expected it, the knight raised his sword and split it in half in the air.

Another servant pounced on the knight, who turned around and stabbed him through the heart.

The servant did not dodge and hugged the knight in front of the sword. The smile was weird, like bliss.

The "Feast" secret text buried in its body caused its body to become deformed, swollen, and swollen uncontrollably. Finally, it burst like a balloon, and blood rained with spines flying.

The sword fell to the ground and the light went out. The knight was knocked to the ground, and the last servant came from the dark corner and pinned her to the ground.

Bang, bang, bang! In the warm darkness, nasty gunshots rang out, and a bunch of blood splashed on the servant.

How did he see it?

Human eyes cannot penetrate the darkness, and only the secret text of "eyes" can give them the ability to see the truth.

Surprised, it let out a roar, and the servant loosened its grip on the knight and ran towards the gun-wielding human.

As for the human in armor, her flesh and blood belong to her.

The fin-like appendage penetrated the body, and the unbearable darkness surged into the body. The muscles swelled and surged, bringing with it a warm and tickling pleasure. The skull scepter fell to the ground, no longer needed.

The nameless music played in the ears, the music of the feast, and the last orderly thoughts were wiped away.

The knight struggled to stand up, but the ground was wet and sticky with blood.

It pounced on it, grabbed its throat, and bit the steel... It was just a piece of iron-clad walnut, and when the outer skin was broken open, there was meat inside...

The room next to it suddenly lit up with fire, orange-red and bright.

It hates fire and it hates light. But it is hungry, and nothing can stop it from swallowing the prey in front of it——

Suddenly, the feast stopped. A broken sword slit its neck like butter.

The world suddenly fell. In the familiar darkness, it could no longer see anything, but its hunger still lingered.

Eat...eat...

The mandibles moved, swallowing death into his belly.



In front of Ed, the opponent was swimming in the darkness like a fish, making it difficult to catch.

While confirming that the ghoul was charging towards him, he secretly switched the character card to Catalina.

The white crow cane in the left hand acts as a one-handed sword, resting near the left knee, with the tip forward.

The long tail is on the defensive. In this stance, even in the dark, he can effectively deal with attacks from any direction from the front.

At this moment, Katarina and the ghoul priest are fighting. The opponent was not eager to engage him, but instead circled and wandered repeatedly to prevent him from approaching the corner.

Seeing that the situation was not good, he rushed towards the exit of the room, as if to rescue Catalina. The ghouls followed.

He turned around with his left hand and picked up the cane. The opponent stepped away again, and Ed's pistol hidden behind his back suddenly fired.

boom! The gun flashed and missed.

boom! The gunfire just illuminated the oil lamp hanging on a chain above his head. This shot caused it to shatter to pieces on the ground, with oil stars flying everywhere.

The ghoul's attack came in an instant, but was blocked by the "Lake" secret text. In the darkness, only Ed and the monster in front of him knew what was happening.

boom! The last shot hit the ground. Bullets and debris on the ground sparked.

The fire suddenly ignited the dripping oil spots and turned into a raging flame. The visual advantage of the ghoul disappears.

It howled fiercely and tried to attack again. Ed raised the revolver in his right hand from his waist, and the ghoul dodged to the side as expected.

The white crow's cane suddenly hit its ugly front teeth, and then hit its skull with a heavy blow.

The third stab was barely dodged by the ghoul. It fled all the way to the opposite corner of the room, and finally dared to look back at Ed.

Taking advantage of this moment, Ed took a moment to take a look at the situation outside the door - Catalina chopped off the ghoul priest's head with a broken sword.

This trick is really tried and true. He could finally concentrate on dealing with the enemy in front of him.

Ed raised his right hand again. Although the ghoul was alert, he did not dodge again.

He smiled and dropped the revolver in his hand, and hooked his hand at the ghoul.

Seemingly understanding the humiliation, the ghoul finally broke through and charged towards the human who had thrown away his firearm.

Instead of placing his cane in front of him for defense, Ed put his hand behind his back.

Just before the opponent jumped to attack, the cane picked up the tapestry on the wall and threw it towards the ghoul.

The wide brocade blocked the ghoul's sight. It subconsciously tore the brocade into pieces with its claws, but suddenly a silver-white staff tip appeared in front of it.

At the moment when the opponent's field of vision was blocked, Ed was already close to him——

He was seen holding the stick with both hands, and he pushed the handle of the stick with his right arm and stabbed with the force. The tip of the metal staff passed through the bloody mouth and burst out of the skull, bringing out drops of yellow and black slurry.

Playing it safe like Catalina is obviously not his style. He neither has the outstanding swordsmanship skills like her, nor does he have the luxurious equipment.

Therefore, if you can shoot, don't fight with a stick, and if you can play dirty, don't do it openly - this is his style.

Switching back to Arthur's character card and walking out of the room, Catalina had just pushed away the body of the ghoul priest. She didn't look injured, but her armor was covered in blood.

"grown ups."

He stretched out his hand to pull Katarina up and handed the long sword "Aomine" on the ground back to her.

"Am I... okay?" She took the sword, still seeming a little shaken.

Under the light of the diamond, the armor was intact from top to bottom, and even the horrific explosion of flesh and blood did not leave even a single scratch.

"Ugold armor is indeed indestructible, you are right."

However, such a fierce battle was indeed too cruel for a young lady who had only practiced swordsmanship in her dreams.

Hopefully this will cure her of chivalry...

"Did we win?"

He took out his cotton handkerchief and wiped the blood on the front of her faceplate:

"Yes, two against ten. How about it, my lord, how does it feel like your first adventure?"

"It's not bad, but it seems to be different from what I thought."

She took off her helmet, looked at the cold and ruthless black visor in her hand, and stopped talking:

"I think……"

"It's not a big deal, the world doesn't work the way we want it to work. Chivalry novels always ignore the painful and disturbing parts of the protagonist's life. If you can recognize this-"

"I think I should give myself a nickname, 'Blackadder', what do you think?"

"..."