Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 167 Death of the Wandering Knight
Cyril reached out to pat the flames wrapped around his sleeve, and he clearly felt the wandering knight's gaze on him, with a clear hatred in his eyes.

This hatred flowed through his whole body, causing his armor to make a "cracking" sound, and streams of black air seemed to overflow from the layers of armor, enveloping him.

The most intuitive thing is the flame on his shield.The flame that was only burning at first jumped up several centimeters, distorting the surrounding air scorchingly.

What kind of plot is this?
Cyril can be sure that the player has never triggered such a plot.He first ruled out the factor of time, because coming early or a few months late will not affect the strength of this wandering knight.

Then the only variable is that when the players came to crusade against the wandering knights and this group of bandits, they did not hire a foreign knight.

Moreover, he is also a knight who can use the spear technique of the Ao San Emma Dilong Legion.

After a brief analysis, he understood the source of the wandering knight's hatred for him: as a knight of La Rochelle, he actually fought side by side with the person who used the dragon spear technique of St. Emma's. A little aroused his hatred—

Don't forget, this wandering knight is said to be from a knight order called "Holy Metaphor" in La Rochelle. The establishment of this knight order has not been preserved, and the entire army may be wiped out.

And from this point of view, the reason for the demise of this legion is inseparable from Ao Shengemma.

In short, in front of Cyril is a hidden plot line that the player has never triggered, which may correspond to a hidden task chain and a large number of unknown rewards——

After clarifying this point, Cyril is already confident.

In the game, there is a score called "mission completion". The current situation is that he has triggered the first link of this quest, and he has to consider how to get the best reward from this wandering knight.

While he was thinking, another mouthful of blood spurted out from under the visor of the wandering knight, followed by an unpleasant sound of metal rubbing against metal.As soon as Cyril raised his eyes, he saw that the wandering knight suddenly dropped the sword and shield in his hand at the same time, and squeezed the handle of the demon-destroying gun that pierced his entire waist——

What is he going to do, he won't be...

"Temson, Elena, don't move yet, let's see what he's going to do." Cyril shouted, watching the wandering knight's movements closely, but saw that the latter was holding the thick gun of the Destroyer Spear He slowly lowered his body, and then began to move step by step towards the direction of the spear tip!

He's going to pull himself out of the gun!
Does he feel no pain?
Blood flowed like a waterfall from the handle and tip of the gun, and the entire visor of the wandering knight was stained red by the blood spilling from his mouth. If he took off his visor at this time, he would see a piece of blood soaked in The face in the blood foam still opened its mouth, and the guttural sound of "ho ho" was constantly coming out of its throat——

Cyril just frowned and felt the pain was unbearable, but the wandering knight really pulled himself off the spear step by step, and as the front of the spear hit the ground heavily, there was already a lot of pain beneath him. It was a sea of ​​blood, but the armor-wrapped body couldn't hold on any longer, and suddenly fell forward.

He just fell down in a pool of blood, with one left hand still trying to reach forward to grab the shield that he had just let go.

Cyril watched all this silently, and did not take a step forward until the latter fell down.

"Cyril, is it over?" Alina rubbed her wrists, just now her ice sword cut firmly, but it also made her hands ache from the shock.

"Maybe..." Cyril frowned slightly. He would not be happy if a hidden mission was cut off like this.

But just as he uttered these words, he heard the piercing sound of armor rubbing against stones. He subconsciously raised his sword, and the body lying in a pool of blood was slowly moving forward in his sight—his body wrapped in armor His fingers were picking at the sharp stones on the ground, pulling him forward.

"Isn't this dead yet?" Cyril watched in amazement as the opponent's hand touched his shield and his sword, and finally stood up slowly, put the shield in front of him again, and raised the long sword, Facing himself, the sound of "ho ho" in his throat continued.

He thought for a while, then scanned his skill bar, and immediately got the answer:
Unyielding Soul, it was this skill that allowed the wandering knight to stand up, but the time left for him was clearly running out——

"Temson, leave the rest to me."

He resisted the Griffin Knight's urge to make up for it, took a deep breath, raised his sword and shield, and then solemnly stood the long sword in front of his chest:

"Your Excellency, I belong to La Rochelle, the deputy head of the Silver Blade Knights, and the one who uses the big gun is the Palanian Griffon Knight—"

He paused for a moment, and said loudly: "I, Cyril Adrian, swear to Danya that I never betrayed La Rochelle!"

"La Rochelle... La Rochelle..." The body of the wandering knight began to shake, and the vague voice repeated La Rochelle's name repeatedly, and it changed to another name within a few seconds:
"Holy metaphor...Holy metaphor..."

Cyril clearly felt that the resentment seemed to dissipate, and at the same time, the breath on the wandering knight gradually weakened.He understood that the time limit for unyielding was about to run out, so he hurriedly asked:

"Holy Yu? Holy Yu Knights? Where are they?"

"In the desert...in the desert...mo...desert"

"Mo desert? What desert are you talking about?" Cyril asked loudly, but he heard the voice of the wandering knight getting softer and softer. The long sword he was holding tightly just now had fallen to the ground, and his body He was also completely leaning on the shield, only relying on the support of the shield to maintain his standing.

Cyril hurried forward, and stretched out his hand to remove his mask, revealing a face covered with blood, and blood was gushing out from that mouth.

In desperation, Cyril even activated the "wind of nature" that had never been used before. The wind swirled around them with the leaves on the leaves, and the surrounding grass swayed, slowly diverting the vitality of nature to The dying knight.He pressed the wandering knight's shoulder armor with both hands, shaking it back and forth, feeling the painful trembling of the body under the armor, and wanted him to hold on for a little longer——

But the wandering knight's tremor stopped the moment his constant guttural "ho ho" sound disappeared.

Cyril let go of his hand, and the wandering knight's head fell forward, knocking on the shield he was most proud of, and then as Cyril retreated, it hit the ground together with the shield.

he died.

(End of this chapter)