Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 409
While they were talking, they had already arrived at the gathering point for the second ring equestrian competition.Cyril looked around, on the left was the Yingpu clan to which Aris belonged, on the diagonally opposite was the Congye clan of Ilandar, and directly opposite them were the Qingsong clan and the O'Connor family.

The moment Cyril saw the leading Saxon, the other party also saw himself at the same time. The elf of the Pine Clan let out a cold snort, and then whispered to Hobart O'Connor behind him.

"See, the one behind Hobart, with a gray beard in a robe, is the famous mage of the O'Connor family, Lewis Zimmerman."

"Lewis Zimmermann?"

"He is the mage resident on the upper floor of the Forest Mage Tower. He enjoys a lot of resources from the O'Connor family every year. It is said that he even has the power to mobilize the Forest Tower." Leonardo quickly explained, "Jin should I am very familiar with him, and he is also responsible for the basic magic education of O'Connor's offspring, but obviously, none of the four sons of the O'Connor family has magical talent."

"What about his strength?"

"Six rings, he is a specialized mage of the six rings earth system, and his best direction seems to be elemental summoning."

Call of the Elements - a spell specialization direction that rogues find annoying just to hear.Those elemental creatures summoned by mages can sensitively perceive wanderers hiding in the shadows, and the higher the concentration of elements, the stronger their combat effectiveness will be.

This is actually a very partial series of spells, because there is no bonus from other spells between the first ring and the fifth ring, the power of the spell will appear very pitiful.

But if you can survive until you can summon an earth element that can fight, it will be your day to come to the fore.

Cyril took a second look, then withdrew his gaze.If the mage's summoned creatures were good enough to fight, then it wouldn't be a problem to fight against two professional levels. It's just that he had offended the Qingsong clan and the O'Connor family too ruthlessly before, so he couldn't expect much now.

He looked around a few more times, and glanced at a few familiar faces—Jenny and Gru were all on the list. Interestingly, almost all clans brought a fully armed female elf.

"Don't forget the purpose of the ride, kin."

He was feeling puzzled, but he heard Misha whisper: "The one we want to ride is a unicorn."

"Ah, that's right—" Cyril slapped his head, "Then isn't what you're wearing today inappropriate?"

Miss Misha is still dressed in a robe, which is not suitable for riding.

However, Misha shook her head: "How could it be that I was asked to ride? Of course it is you."

Cyril's eyes widened: "But aren't unicorns only allowed to be touched by beautiful girls?"

"It's not like changing clothes for the same family? I think it's similar." Misha covered her mouth and smiled lightly, and teased Cyril by the way, "There is no basis for unicorns to only allow girls to touch. Haven't you touched them before? Unicorns of the Elgin Grove."

"Ah, I almost forgot about it."

The image of the golden boat came to mind, and the unicorn, who was also in trouble with them, hadn't seen it for two months.

After all, it is not a four-legged beast that can develop into a cavalry unit, and Cyril doesn't have much thought about it.

"What's more, the equestrian competition involves riding a unicorn cross-country for 3200 meters. Do you want me to go?" Misha said, reaching out and gently pushing Cyril's back, "Okay, let's go up, We clean up the dust for you."

The two natural priests had already stepped into the center of the crowd, and when Misha said this, they just opened their mouths and said:
"Now, invite the participating elves of each clan to come to the center and follow me into the sacred path in the forest."

The holy path in the forest is the unique name of the path that the unicorn walked - it is said that where the first generation of unicorns walked, lush vegetation would grow, which itself is also a symbol of nature.

Cyril turned his head helplessly, but saw that everyone was waving at him, so he could only whisper: "Keep an eye on the people of Ossaemma, they can't be peaceful."

After he finished speaking, he stepped forward quickly.At this time, several elves had already walked behind the natural priest. He glanced at them and found that most of them were female elves, and Memphis was among them.

Feelings Did I abduct the most capable young generation of the Congye clan to my own territory?Cyril couldn't help slandering that if he kept Memphis on his side, the Congye clan might not be able to find a suitable contestant.

However, among the crowd of female elves, there is a figure that is unusually eye-catching. The golden-red hair is blowing arrogantly in the wind, and its owner is arrogantly bragging to the elves of his clan:
"I didn't get five flowers last time, so I will definitely get them back for you this time!"

"Bragging, don't be kicked off by a unicorn!"

This elf is naturally Aris of the Yingpu clan—his eyes shone brightly when he spoke, and his eyes lit up even more when he saw Cyril. Then he strode forward and put his arms around Cyril's neck:

"Hey, Adrian, my good brother, I knew that you have lofty ideals like me, so you stand up in this kind of competition, right?"

Cyril remained silent, stretched out his hand and twisted his waist, the painful Aris took a deep breath, and then Cyril whispered: "Ideal? What ideal? Can you ride a unicorn? The Yingpu clan will let you Come."

"Aha, I think you forgot how outstanding my riding talent is, not to mention conquering a unicorn is like conquering a beautiful girl, that feeling—"

Before he finished speaking, he felt the vicious eyes of several female elves in front of him turning back, so he retracted them embarrassingly, and then he exerted force on his arm, tightened Cyril and whispered: "Anyway, be careful, don't stand on the corner of the horn. Behind the beasts, their hooves hurt more than flying horses, to be honest, I'm not sure..."

While talking, they followed the two natural priests into the dense forest ahead.

The surroundings suddenly returned to silence, and Aris couldn't help but stop his voice.Cyril looked down at his feet, but found that the green grass under his feet was far more plump than the surrounding ones. After he stepped on it, the fragrance of the grass overflowed.

"Are there any opponents to pay attention to?" Cyril asked Aris in a low voice.

"In terms of riding skills, there are not many famous female elves in each clan. The most worth mentioning is Memphela of the Congye clan. I think you are already familiar with it... Hey, who is that?"

Aris' gaze was fixed on the side obliquely, a figure still wearing a hood.Cyril recognized it at a glance, that figure had just appeared in the ranks of the Qingsong clan and the Austrian Saint Emma.

"It's from the Qingsong clan, haven't you seen it?"

"I've never seen it before." Aris shook his head cautiously.

"Could it be that you didn't recognize him wearing a cloak?" Cyril wondered.

"It's a joke, even if she is wrapped in ten layers of clothes, I can tell who she is from her figure!" Aris said angrily.

The joke is a joke, but Cyril already has the answer in his heart——

I'm afraid that figure is not an elf?

(End of this chapter)