Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 302

Chapter 92. Reckless, aggressive (two in one)

The mercenaries were naturally unwilling to return to this city with terrifying monsters. There were only less than 70 people left in the team of nearly a hundred people before, and they had already lost nearly thirty brothers.

But this is not difficult.Cyril asked Memphis to put on a robe and look like a priest in the elves.Using her mouth to convey that "only by returning to this town can we leave this magical plain", let the mercenaries understand that they have no way out.

Cyril didn't care about morale either—or he didn't understand it.To put it bluntly, all he needs is a bunch of capable thugs.

After he realized that the magic plain was far more difficult than he had imagined, he planned to do so, but unfortunately he couldn't withdraw and catch a group of centaurs to come in.

In contrast, Atzke is a professional talent in this field.He seemed to have already made up a rhetoric, coaxed the two mercenary regiment leaders, and finally made the mercenaries settle down completely.

And Cyril just sat quietly on Silver Deer's back, listened to their conversation, studied quietly, and then gave an order after the team was fully equipped:

"Set off."

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The team moved forward slowly and silently, and a heavy atmosphere naturally spread in the team. If this is a war chess game, then the morale of this team is obviously in a "low" state.

They quickly entered the city gate, passed through the long and quiet city cave, and saw a huge tree tens of meters high standing between several buildings.

"That's the dragon fly's nest." Leonardo said from the side, and he put on the helmet again, his voice sounded muffled: "Such a big tree, I guess it can hide hundreds of poisonous flies .”

"Don't go near it."

Cyril didn't want to cause extra problems—mainly because the experience gain of poisonous flies was too low, and the magic power needed to kill a group of poisonous flies was too high.

He looked around at the buildings in the city. Most of these buildings had gray-white exterior walls and gray-red roofs, which looked extremely monotonous but at the same time looked a little solemn.

He noticed that on the road under his feet, where the gray and white stone bricks were broken, what appeared to be exposed was not dirt, but dark brown, hard things, long and long, which looked like tree bark.

Holy White's Royal Court - this name has never been seen in the game, and it is too early for players to relate to the Fourth Era.

Under such a premise, his only advantage is that he has more experience than the others present, so he has to observe the surroundings more carefully——

"Hey, hey, boy Ivor... oh no, what did they call you? Cyril Adrian? And boy Cyril..."

A series of voices from Leonardo on the side interrupted Cyril's thoughts.He turned his head to look at Leonardo. This armor monster with a "painful" past put on his helmet again at this moment, and his voice sounded a little muffled, but the tone was unusually high and extremely optimistic.

If it weren't for his outstanding height, Cyril would have thought that he was actually a happy halfling.

"What's the matter." He replied, his eyes still collecting all available information.If monsters run rampant in this magical plain, then he would feel more at ease. What he fears most is this "empty city" without monsters.

This made him focus almost all his energy on the environment, even if there was a little trouble——

"call……"

Cyril suddenly supported the silver deer's back, turned over and jumped off the deer's back. The long sword in his hand was out of the sheath, and he stopped the moment before he was about to stab out. The tip of the sword was lightly entangled and stopped on the arm of the strange armor. forward--

At this time Leonardo's hand was on Silver Deer's back, if Cyril hadn't jumped away, he probably slapped him on the back.

Cyril was stunned for a moment, and retracted the long sword to his waist.And Leonardo has already shouted in dissatisfaction:

"Hey, hey, I said, you don't look like a young man, do you? How old are you?"

"My lord is 15 years old." A female voice sounded from the side, and Cyril glanced in that direction - Elena answered with a proud expression on her face.

"So, so to speak, a 15-year-old should look like a 15-year-old. Are you so preoccupied and alert, are you a 15-year-old boy who came out to take risks?" Leonardo's tone sounded resentful, "Even if My daughter doesn't like to talk, she was more energetic than you when she was 15 years old, and she would fight with me—"

"I didn't come out to take risks." Cyril replied casually.

"Then what are you doing here? I've been observing you for a long time. If you want me to say, you are an alchemy creature, every step is toward the goal—"

"I..." Cyril opened his mouth, and suddenly found that he seemed unable to refute at all.

Because he is indeed doing things with a strong purpose.If you are small, you will enter the Elgin Forest and the Magic Plain; if you are big, you want to establish your own power in Amasir, and you want to pull La Rochelle out of the decline in the next few years——

Of course Leonardo didn't know that Cyril was thinking so much in an instant, he only felt that he had won a staged language victory, and continued to say happily: "If you want me to say, you should be more reckless, more radical, and change your mind. I was standing here at the age of 15, I rushed up a long time ago, how could I think so much—”

"Be more reckless? Be more aggressive?" Cyril was startled again, and read softly.He couldn't help but suspect that Leonardo was a psychological master, or that he had the ability to read minds and be able to see through people's hearts.

"Yes, that's right, be more reckless, be more aggressive, you see here I have this...Mr. O'Connor? I'll give you the bottom line, and that beautiful little centaur. What else do you have to worry about?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his arms, which appeared to be extremely short under the armor, and punched forward one after another: "Xuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

When he was speaking, he didn't notice that the half-elf boy next to the silver deer suddenly narrowed his eyes, one hand was already on the hilt of the sword, and the body under the robe was already tense——

Immediately afterwards, Cyril took a small leap backwards, twisted around, pulled out the long sword at his waist, and threw it behind him.This neat movement made Leonardo's eyes jump under the helmet, apparently he did not expect the boy's sudden attack to be so intimidating——

This is the disciplined swordsmanship of the disciplined knights of the Primordial Church, the swordsmanship of two-handed swords!

Leonardo's mind wandered, and he suddenly realized that his focus was wrong-the focus was not on Cyril's sword skills, but why he made a move!

"Bang!"

The sound of gold and iron colliding sounded, and the nameless long sword was parried in the air, and following this sword, a tall armored figure with a triangular spire emerged from the air, and the big sword in his hand was pressed by the nameless long sword , is going backwards at this time...

Spirit Knights of Nolongard!

"He actually noticed the Spirit Knight's approach before I did?" Leonardo's heart skipped a beat. He didn't know that Cyril himself had rich experience as a wanderer and was naturally sensitive to stealthy things, not to mention that the other party could not hide his figure. Hold the movement of the airflow.

He wanted to return to his heart, turned around and pulled out the big sword.And the spirit knight couldn't make a single blow, so he immediately retreated, without giving Leonardo a chance to pursue him with a sword.

The crowd around Cyril immediately drew their weapons and turned behind them.The spirit knight backed away quickly, and in an instant, two identical figures appeared beside him.

"The three spirit knights, judging from the collision just now, are probably... at the power level of level [-]."

Cyril calculated in his heart, and behind him—that is, in front of the team, finally came the mercenary's cry: "My lord, we have returned to the area where we fought just now!"

"Why did you go early!" Ku Lai, the head of the Changwaiting Vine Mercenary Group, cursed. He had also noticed the commotion in the rear, and was about to order the troops to turn back, but he heard Azike's resolute voice:

"Don't move, there are enemies ahead, the shield fighters raise their shields and maintain their formation!"

As soon as he finished speaking, three figures of spirit knights appeared at the front of the team at the same time, exactly the first three and the last three, blocking them in the middle of this street.

Cyril glanced around and found that the fog quickly receded, revealing dilapidated and collapsed houses.And on the road in the distance, there seemed to be bloodstains remaining - it was the corpse left by the mercenary who died before.

The fog obscured the clues, otherwise they would not have been unable to distinguish where they were.

"Brother Cyril, what are you going to do?" Leonardo held a sword in his hand. His combat power was the strongest here, but he didn't rush forward, but instead asked Cyril.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he heard a rush of wind, and saw that the half-elf boy was already walking forward, and the long sword in his hand was covered with a layer of blue light——

charge.

With the blessing of the wind element, his charging speed was far faster than before, and he had killed the first spirit knight who appeared first in the blink of an eye.The tall and slender figure of the spirit knight was like a green pine in the wind and snow. Facing the charging young man, he remained motionless, but the big sword in his hand was raised horizontally, as light as a dagger in the hands of a wanderer.

But what responded to him was a dazzling cyan and silver mixed sword light, and the inconspicuous long sword interweaved a gorgeous net in front of him.Regardless of the spirit knight, the big sword still cut towards the boy's half body.

The few people watching from behind gasped, watching the big sword pass by the young man's waist, but the young man's figure twisted, and the long swords in his hand suddenly intertwined into a dazzling streak. In the next second, he appeared in front of the spirit knight together with the sword and the man!
Combination of advance skills, silver light cross attack!
Amidst the tinkling sound, Cyril's long sword had slashed several times on the armor of the spirit knight.He glanced sharply at the triangular visor, then stepped out, kicked on the opponent's chest, and fell lightly back into the formation——

This moment, which happened in just a few seconds, has already made the few people behind me dizzy.Even Leonardo couldn't help squinting his eyes under the armor, as if he wanted to understand the boy's strange combo.

"My lord!" Alina whispered, "We can't provide cover like you—"

"Here, what he said, let me be reckless and aggressive, and he will cover me up." Cyril actually had the time to make a joke to Leonardo, which made Leonardo almost slap him in the face. on the back—

I'll tell you to be reckless, is that so reckless?Facing the three spirit knights, aren't you sending them off?
But what Cyril said afterwards made him startled again:
"They still rely on vision to judge the enemy's position, and their own strength value is not too high. I think it is not as good as O'Connor... O'Connor?"

As Cyril said, he looked at the three spirit knights in front of him, and seeing that they didn't intend to take the initiative to attack, he turned to look at Baron Jean who was holding a long sword.

And Baron Jean shook his head: "If it's the first sword, I can block it, but his second sword and third sword are connected together..."

He closed his eyes for a while, and the figure of the spirit knight rushing towards him appeared in front of his eyes. The first sword threw a mercenary into the air, and the second sword slashed and then turned around, as if dancing. The third sword fell in mid-air.

His figure stretched freely in the air, like the most skilled dancer, the movements that can be described as "beautiful" but with extreme violence, smashed his long-handled sword and cut it off in the middle...

"Combination skills, superimposed power." Baron Jean seemed to hear Cyril muttering something in a low voice, but it was something he couldn't understand, and he couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.He shook the long sword in his hand vigorously: "Adrien, is there a more convenient weapon? This thing is too light."

"Too light?" Cyril thought for a while, and suddenly thought of something.Immediately afterwards, he took out the battle ax that had been caught in the chest of the Moon Crow's banner holder from the space bracelet: "Is this okay?"

However, the moment he took out the battle axe, there was a sound of restlessness in the armor of the spirit knight in front of him, and then three—no, six spirit knights raised their great swords at the same time.

Cyril immediately realized that this battle ax had triggered the spirit knight engraved from the magic plain.But he would not hide the tomahawk, and threw it to Baron Jean, and then shouted loudly:

"Ready to fight!"

"Shield warriors, cover alternately, halberd soldiers and others wait for an opportunity to counterattack! Over there, make room for the centaur and unicorn, and give them the one on the far left!" Azik seemed to have been waiting for Cyril's call In a word, he immediately commanded the team ahead.

"One per person?" Cyril asked Leonardo and Baron Jean beside him in a low voice. Before they could respond, the charge was launched again, charging towards the spirit knight who had already confronted him twice.

The ancient elven language from the wound caused by the battle ax on the chest of the banner bearer, and the hostility of the spirit knight, he knew that these were related to the quest chain of this magic plain, and according to the routine of [Road to Glory], the way to obtain clues, in the end The most direct and most effective is fighting!

Cyril rushed towards the spirit knight, staring at the other's faceplate.The big sword is indeed light, but the sound of the airflow allows him to clearly distinguish its position. If it is a one-on-one situation, she can even get stuck in the angle of view and solo without injury, but at this time——

Before he drew his sword, he heard a thud-thump-thump vibration from under the armor, like someone hammering the ground violently, or like the beating of a heart...

Immediately afterwards, a hoarse and deep voice sounded:

"The Raven of the Moon"

　Ahhhhh I forgot to take the title and I forgot to type [-]-in-[-]!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)