Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 325 The Knight of Setanrio's "Experience"

"Take up your weapons."

Cyril opened his eyes, and there was a ringing like a bell in his ear, and he couldn't help but rolled aside in shock.

He glanced around and found himself standing on a ring, with various weapons displayed on the shelves beside him.

And the sound came from the front—a motionless stone statue.

"Leonardo?"

Cyril almost cried out, but he quickly realized that the statue was the same as Leonardo's armor, it was stacked rings, and it looked like an onion knight standing in front of him .

And such obvious characteristics of Setanrio made him immediately think of what the Great Sage Setanrio did to himself before he dissipated——

He kept the so-called "Setanrio Knight's training experience" and some "tricks to communicate with the stars" in his mind, and left "When your power is enough to control, they will show up in your body." before".

Compared with before, the most obvious growth of oneself is undoubtedly the level.Now he is at the full level of professional level [-], waiting to be able to become an official knight...

So enough strength is to reach the level of turning into a professional level?
And appear in a dream?
He knew that he must be in a dream, because the picture of going to the wrong room before falling asleep was still vivid in his memory.If he wakes up now, he should be able to see Miss Elf's big white legs, or Elina's delicate and small collarbone...

"Take up your weapons."

The voice was repeated, and Cyril collected himself, walked to the weapon rack, and chose a one-handed sword that was in his hand.

And the moment his hand touched the weapon, the stone statue made a "click" sound, and then slowly stood up.On the empty hands just now, there is a one-handed sword that matches his hand.

Immediately afterwards, the stone statue casually pointed the tip of the long sword at Cyril.

"Is this... a trick?"

Cyril began to guess what the purpose of this arena was.This statue may be the "cultivation experience" of Knight Sertanio.

He thought for a while, raised the long sword in his hand, and stabbed forward, but it was a well-regulated "La Rochelle military swordsmanship", and it was also the most proficient swordsmanship he used.

"Ding!"

The crisp sound of long swords colliding sounded, and Cyril was taken aback. Although it was an ordinary military sword technique, he drew the sword very fast, but he didn't even see how the statue did it just now. The sword was parried aside.

But this was not enough to confuse him, the long sword that was blocked was pulled back slightly, and it turned into thousands of stars in an instant, densely covering the stone statue.

But this time the statue no longer stood still, it took a step back, but the long sword in its hand still didn't have much range, it just swung slightly——

"Ding!"

With a clear sound, the thousands of stars disappeared, and Cyril's long sword was firmly held by the opponent's sword, and it was pressed underneath, unable to move.

Cyril narrowed his eyes slightly.

He suddenly felt that the opponent's fighting style was very familiar, and even felt that he had used such a sword technique not long ago...

Thinking in his mind, he flipped the long sword in his hand, and slashed down towards the opponent's body along the stone sculpture's long sword.But in the next second, he realized something was wrong—the opponent's armor made of stacked rings would have an extremely terrifying defensive performance in the face of this kind of attack. Can't do a little bit of scratching.

But the stone statue would not show mercy to him. Just as Cyril's long sword was being cut down, the sword held in his hand went upwards and hit the middle of Cyril's long sword, knocking it to one side. Immediately afterwards, the sword light turned into a silver beam, stabbing towards Cyril's throat.

Even though Cyril had already reacted in his mind, his body didn't listen to the instructions at all, he could only watch the long sword rushing towards him, and then passed through his throat!
puff!

The pain occupied his mind in an instant, and he immediately lost all control over his body. He could only watch the bright red blood spurt out as the long sword was pulled out, drawing a bright red "you died" in the darkness... …

Cyril sat up abruptly, propping his forehead with one hand, panting heavily.After a while, the image of death was removed from my mind.

He slowly opened his eyes, only to find that Elena, who was wearing loose pajamas and exposed her shoulders and delicate collarbone, was looking at him. Her purple eyes were full of doubts:
"My lord, did you have a nightmare?"

Cyril shook his head and fell back, only to find that the back of his head fell into a piece of warm softness.His body bounced up like a spring, and when he turned his head to look, he saw Miss Elf's white thighs.

Miss Elf was sitting on the head of the bed, holding a book in her hands—not her natural law code, but a human reading material.Seeing Cyril's suspicious eyes, she smiled and said softly:
"Good morning, fellow clan, Nora, I will naturally take care of you today."

He rubbed his forehead, he knew in his dream that there would be Miss Elf's big white legs and Elina's collarbone, how come he didn't know when he woke up?
He observed his position, and found that he was lying sideways on the double bed in the tavern room, resting on Miss Misha's legs.And Elena probably was giving herself a massage to relax just now, she was sitting half kneeling, with her hands still on her calves.

"I... slept in your room all night?"

Cyril shook his head: "You should send me back."

"It doesn't matter." Misha shook her head. "It's better to say that you have been too tense, and it is very necessary to relax properly. If you have a certain understanding of elves, you will know, elves There is a certain pursuit of physical pleasure..."

Seeing the face of the blond girl in front of him gradually turn red, Cyril waved his hands again and again, and the latter also felt sorry and closed his mouth in time.

The farce of the morning is over.According to the normal drunk situation, Cyril might be able to sleep until noon and afternoon.But because of this in the dream, he woke up before dawn.

And they didn't plan to stay longer in Yevwind, after all, Siliki is Cyril's stronghold, and what he has to do now is to go back and take over his own territory, and put everything into progress—

After the three had breakfast, they left Yevwind early. When they turned around, they could still see the row of lush giant trees on the wall.Originally, these trees could still give people a feeling of depression, but at this time, they only gave people infinite vitality.

The breakfast is very simple, but in less than a month, everything will be fine, there will be no shortage of food, and even under the influence of natural elements, they can enjoy the benefits of a wave of crop growth.

As for Leonardo?

"He'll come to Siliki."

Cyril said this to the second daughter.

　At the same time, this volume will advance some emotional lines

　　
　
(End of this chapter)