Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 206
The gray god in the hourglass woke up at night, when Cyril was enjoying a bowl of hot soup, it suddenly sounded in Cyril's mind, making him almost spill the soup in the bowl on Mia's lap .

"I'm very surprised, you didn't kill Nerola, are you so merciful?"

Gray God's voice was limp, obviously still seriously injured.The soul was burned once by Cyril, plus its original thing, the long staff with the authority of the Gray God was broken by Cyril again, this unlucky newborn god even thought whether Cyril wanted to beat him.

"Are you awake? Why, aren't you back in Nirola's body?" Cyril asked in his heart.

"I want to go back too!" Gray God roared again, but his weak voice sounded rather funny.

"So you can't go back?"

It took a long time for Cyril to understand that this gray god was opportunistic, and wanted to completely occupy his body and stud his soul in. However, due to a strange contract problem, he is now trapped in this small hourglass, which is regarded as Completely bond with him.

And every time he thought that Cyril would not raise the power of faith, he felt even more bitter.

"Little Hui... How should I use this earthly source of heart? The effect should still be there, right?"

"Don't call me Little Hui!" Gray God jumped up again. He felt that there was no god in the world more unlucky than himself, even though he was only the embryo of a god, not a real god.

"As for the original heart, it's still on Nirola, so I wonder why you didn't kill her."

"The original heart is still on Nirola?" Cyril looked at Nirola. The big girl and Caroline were silently eating a piece of barbecue on the left and right, and Caroline would lean over from time to time. , Sprinkle her with some seasoning - that was learned from Cyril.

"Nerola is now equal to a container containing the original heart..." Cyril was silent, he thought for a moment, opened his own panel, and slid to the side of the original heart, only to find that the current "unopened" is flashing. With a faint light.

He waved his hand on it, and the unopened one immediately became open, a completely blank panel with only himself and his level written on it appeared in front of him, a full 29 unassigned levels, and himself are now all added to the knight levels are consistent.

At the bottom of the panel, there is also a "Switch" option, which is exactly the same as in the game.

Take effect?
In other words, as long as Nerola is near him, the original heart of the world is still valid.He thought about the reason why the panel was not opened before, presumably it was caused by Gray God falling into a deep sleep.

This is obviously a surprise. After all, Nerola's original heart is in Nerola's body. Children's feelings are even worse by a hundred times and a thousand times, don't you disdain?

Even in the game, he couldn't do this kind of thing to real NPCs that seemed to exist, let alone this reality.

He took a deep breath. As a result, Langjin Town's business obviously won a complete victory - his sword was picked up by Mia and others who cleaned the battlefield, and he had no loss. With the original heart in hand, there is an extra Nirola in the team, no matter how you look at it, it is very profitable.

They were to stay at Karankin until Cyril's health was fully recovered.In the next few days, everyone seemed to be relaxing after the war, completely passing the time in Karankin.

After Cyril woke up, they moved out of the Primordial Church. Firstly, Cyril couldn't stand the admiring gazes of the passing guards and knights belonging to the Primordial Church—the one spreading among them was a young The half-elven knight alone destroyed a new cult with an evil god, and killed the other's high priest. What a glorious record?

But only Cyril and others know that in this battle, two other brave fighters gave their lives in the battle - Belinda Sinai, the daughter of Baron Abra Sinai of La Rochelle. Sinai, and the knight from Pallania, Cerses Temunsen.

And after they moved out of the church, they didn't need to stay in the tavern. Following in the footsteps of the invincible Ms. Mia Christian, they went around for a long time, and they successfully found a mansion that had been unoccupied for a long time—— The area is a little smaller than the manor in Wind's Rest, but it is low-key but at the same time it has a more refined interior decoration, with traces of spells everywhere.

Fortunately, Cyril had already made mental preparations, and was no stranger to Mia's financial resources.

On Calanquin's tenth night, Heloise visits again.Cyril followed Heloise all the way to the wilderness of Karankin, in a simple tavern, he was still surprised why the other party was doing such a sneaky thing, but the moment he entered the tavern, he immediately understood reason--

In front of the tattered wooden table, sat a woman in a strange costume.She wore a black top hat with maroon bird feathers, but she wore a rather cynical outfit that resembled a bard's vest and shawl.On the other hand, she was wearing a pair of knee-length riding boots that did not match her attire, and there was a bell hanging on the side, which jingled non-stop as her upturned calf swayed.

"I brought them."

Heloise sat at the table angrily. With a frivolous smile, the woman reached out to touch Heloise's shoulder, but was slapped away by the half-elf lady.

Only then did she look at Cyril, staring at him, and after a while she said doubtfully:
"Huh? You kid, don't you think about anything?"

"Don't think about anything?" Cyril wondered in his heart. He had clearly rated the other person's appearance in his heart just now. It was indeed a very outstanding face. Can't help but be a little surprised.

And it's still gray hair, extra points.

"Ah, I have a thought, and don't think about anything? Are you curious... I can't read it anymore, Hailuo, this little knight you value is not easy!"

Can she read my mind?Cyril immediately began to search for the NPC he had seen, but this time, he failed and failed to find the answer.

"She is a witch, Veronica Helene, I must meet you." Heloise sighed, "Remember my trick? I learned it from her."

"Witch?" Cyril finally knew why Heloise brought her out of the city. The reason why witches are called witches is because they are good at strange things and at the same time, they definitely don't believe in Danya's lineage. the gods.Karankin has a cathedral, so of course the witch can't just show up here casually.

These guys who hide their heads and show their tails are more mysterious to players than wizards, but wizards claim to be high-ranking people and don't show up casually, or they are all academics who don't have time to show their faces, while witches are purely covering up to prevent ordinary people from discovering their identities.

"Then, Miss Helene..."

"Veronica, thank you."

"Okay then, Veronica." Cyril said helplessly, "Why are you looking for me?"

"At first, I just wanted to see who made Hailuo willing to run around like this, but now... I think you are very interesting." Veronica stood up, and she boldly put one foot on the wooden table, singing Put your legs down, bring yourself closer to Cyril,
"What's your name? Where are you going? Why don't you let me follow you? It's been a long time since I met someone whose heart I couldn't read!"

"Hey, don't act like it's free!" Cyril complained in his heart, but Veronica immediately showed a strange look on his face: "Ah? Free, what is free? Hey, I How did you read it again? Is it your problem or my problem? Interesting, so interesting!"

Her voice was high-pitched and high-pitched, as if she was about to sing an opera: "Where are you going? Tell me, tell me, tell me~"

And Heloise also stood up at this time, and she stretched out a hand to separate Cyril and Veronica: "He is going to the royal capital next time to receive the honor from His Highness, you can't follow him he."

"Ah, Solkonan, what an unpleasant place. You've become boring, little guy." Veronica froze all of a sudden, she pouted, and then picked up a huge black gig bag , stood up and jumped out of the tavern.

"Goodbye, Hailuo!" She waved her hand to the back, then jumped away, humming an inexplicable song:

"He's a funny little guy, I can't see what he's thinking, but he also wants to wear a red rose and receive a small gold medal. I think he will become very boring and indifferent!"

It wasn't until the singing disappeared that Heloise looked at Cyril with a slight apology on her face.

"Sorry, she... is a bit abnormal because she can hear what people are thinking."

Cyril nodded slightly, he was not surprised that the witch was like this.

"However, His Excellency Treville came to me, and he probably has something to say."

Heloise hesitated for a moment, then said:

"Yes. Your award time has not yet been determined. Before that, you have to stay in the capital...it shouldn't be too long."

"Stay in the capital?" Cyril nodded, "That's no problem."

"And... that's the same problem. The current nobles are very... Your Highness is a faction that firmly sweeps away the corrupt nobles, which conflicts with the interests of many people in the capital, so you may..."

She hesitated, after all, such a thing is obviously a head-on blow to a young knight who has just achieved brilliant results, but Cyril showed a satisfied smile instead:
"The fief is far away? Was sent to a dangerous place? Of course, I accept."

"Ah?" Heloise looked at him blankly, apparently not understanding why Cyril would agree to such a useless thing.

"If possible, I would like to go to the east, Amasier. I should have mentioned to you that it is the front line against Alma St. Emma, ​​and I hope to develop there." Cyril nodded with a smile.

"But why?" Heloise nodded first, then shook her head after a while.

"I don't know if Your Excellency Treville has ever heard a word called 'Two Towers'... Ah no, it's called a sudden rise?"

He picked up the empty broken bowl, looked at the bottom of the bowl, and said softly:
"If the inherent route is fixed and cannot be changed along the way, then if you want to break the situation, you can only use an external force, like a heavy hammer."

He punched the bowl, and the broken bowl shattered and scattered all over the ground.

"Turn it around the way it's going."

At this moment, Heloise seemed to understand, but also didn't seem to understand.She could only nod silently, watching Cyril stand up and walk out of the tavern.

At this time, she had no idea that this young boy would really be like what he said in the tavern one day in the future.

A sudden emergence.

This is April 1440.

The spring is just right.

[Volume [-], end. 】

　Three thousand three hundred words, call it a day, the second volume is over!
　　
　
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