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Chapter 17 Help, Rescue, Guard, May the Flowers Live Forever!

Chapter No.17 Help, cure, guard, may the flowers last forever!

Linton and Iris hid under a tree on one side, quietly watching the two sides charge each other.

The warrior cut off the knight's arm with his long sword, and the knight sent the spear into the warrior's chest. Neither side seemed to have the idea of ​​walking off the battlefield intact.

However, although the two sides fought fiercely, the number of people has not decreased. Every time a person dies, they will be reborn like players, and then continue to join the battlefield.

"Why... has it been circulating?" Iris looked at Linton suspiciously.

Even though the time spent together is still short, she has gradually developed the excellent quality of asking Linton directly if she doesn't understand something.

Linton put his hands behind his back and said slowly, "About 500 years ago, a kingdom of darkness appeared on the continent of Calvi, you know."

Iris nodded: "The Kingdom of Palenque, I have seen some history about it in the Knights' library before, but most of the information is vague and there are very few specific records."

There will definitely be records, no one else, just because this country is so powerful that it can launch wars against all other countries on the mainland by itself.

As for the thinness of the incident, it may be because the flames of war spread across the entire continent, causing everyone to focus on defending the country and not having the heart to record the deeds of this invader.

Although the history is one of the longest among the existing countries, the country of flowers and flowers, which is weak due to the gods' laissez-faire and freedom, is naturally involved. It is even said that the kingdom of Palenque once approached the capital of the country of flowers, Farazón Under the city wall, it was almost destroyed.

"Those warriors with shields and swords are the royal guards of the Kingdom of Palenque, and those fighting them are the elite knights of the Knights of Flowers."

"But after so many years, why do they still exist? Even the remaining will should be wiped out, right?"

"You're right." Linton said, "They are indeed long gone, and the people we see now, including the Palenque warriors, are no longer their original shadows, but were summoned by a great summoner counterfeit."

"And the name of this Great Summoner is Bobby Wendell."

"Master Wendell?!"

Iris finally couldn't help but exclaimed.

Bobby Wendell, the most famous summoning mage in the Blossoming Palace, many of the summoning techniques that have been handed down to this day are said to be based on his techniques and continuously improved.

According to the grades given by the system, the great summoner is equivalent to a super combat power above level [-].

If it is this kind of super NPC, it is not very surprising that even after more than 500 years, it still has the will to remain here.

But Iris still couldn't believe it: "Is it the one I thought? I remember that in the records of the Knights, Master Wendell was indeed missing during the war with Palenque. It was caused by the enemy's encounter. So the abnormal phenomenon around is because of him?"

"Almost." Linton replied ambiguously.

"This Master Wendell used the taboo secret method, causing the soul to be contaminated by the filth from the abyss, and even the most essential summoning magic has become mainly to summon undead creatures."

"Because his soul was eroded, his consciousness gradually blurred, his memory became chaotic, and he even forgot what he was doing here. The fundamental reason why he kept summoning knights and warriors to fight each other was that he still The last image seen while in waking consciousness. After that, consciousness slipped into a twilight state, and he was caught in an endless loop until the power dissipated completely."

"Of course, if it wasn't for the filth of the abyss that allowed him to touch the boundary between the spirits of life and death, otherwise, even if he is a famous great summoner, he would not have existed for 500 years. If so, time will eventually pass away Most of his strength, the strength of these knights, is not even as good as yours now."

"Hey! Am I weak?" Iris retorted angrily, and then continued to ask, "So why are we here?"

"Take his relics." Linton said, "Wendel is an archmage of the Summoning Department, and I am more or less half of it. His relics can greatly enhance my strength."

"As for how to operate, let's join the battlefield first! Only when the struggle is temporarily won by one side can we see the closing speech of the person behind the scenes."

"I understand!"

Iris lifted the knight sword and was about to charge upwards, but was stopped by Linton raising his hand.

"Don't be so anxious. If you rush up like this recklessly, you will be regarded as gravel that disturbs the calm water, disrupting the balance in the scene, and then you will be killed by the knights and warriors together."

Iris frowned slightly: "Then what should I do?"

Linton pointed to the battlefield and said, "Look carefully at those knights."

The puppet girl followed her words and looked carefully.

The Cavaliers' desire to attack does not seem to be too high. Although they are also charging, most of the time they focus on defensive counterattacks, tossing and turning, and they seem to be somewhat comfortable.While the leading knight was fighting, he would glance at the mountain pass from time to time, as if expecting something.

"Their fighting power should be stronger than the opponent, but why don't they just disperse the opponent? And they look... as if they are waiting for reinforcements?"

"You're half right." Linton's voice was a little ethereal, "The knights know that they may be the stronger side on the frontal battlefield, but just because they show strong fighting power does not mean that they will definitely win. And when When a commander realizes that he can never defeat the enemy, he has two options—to retreat, or to hold out and wait for reinforcements."

"However, behind them are endless plains and small towns where ordinary people live. The only city with a city defense is called Farasong. So they have nowhere to go, and they can only look forward to the arrival of reinforcements."

"They didn't wait, did they?" Iris suddenly felt a little sad in her heart.

Once the flames of war are lit, there is no winner between the two sides.

"Unfortunately, you are right."

Linton snapped his fingers, and the surroundings suddenly lit up with dots of starlight, and then condensed into knights with silent expressions one after another.

"In the endless cycle of hundreds of years, their expectations have never been answered, but they have never given up hope. So, Miss Knight, do you think we can be their reinforcements?"

"Of course!"

Iris clenched the knight's sword tightly, and softly recited the slogan she had shouted since she was a child.

"Help, cure, guard, may the flowers last forever!"

The eyes of the knights summoned by Linton suddenly became vivid, like roses that have experienced the bitter cold welcome the warm spring breeze, turning into moving piety.

"May the flowers last forever!"

(End of this chapter)