Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 89 Across the ranks, trainee knights (additional updates, there are two more updates today) [daily ticket request]

Christine calmly looked at the half-elf boy in front of him, and said in a flat voice:
"I hope you understand what you're talking about. This kind of news is not something you, a weak little knight, can learn—Evans, did you tell him about the blood sacrifice divination?"

"Blood sacrifice divination?"

Cyril couldn't help being stunned. When the two chatted on the way here, he only heard Evans say that this was the result of a divination from the capital, but the latter didn't mention that it was a blood sacrifice divination.

The swordsman standing behind Cyril's face was stiff. He swore that it was only because he had too much common language with the boy that he quickly explained the reason for Captain Christine—after all, who was wrong with this knight? Is the leader afraid?
But he never expected that when the young man came to the leader, the first sentence he uttered would be so shocking!
"Ah, this, Captain Christine, I just think exchanging this information is..."

He didn't finish his sophistry, but he heard Cyril ask hurriedly: "Blood sacrifice divination? Who is in charge of divination?"

"Who else is there? Of course, this kind of divination can only be presided over by Carnegie, the chief astrologer of the royal family."

"Then after he finishes divination..."

"Dead." Captain Christine was a little puzzled, but still answered Cyril's question.But she immediately noticed the expression of the young man in front of her, and after hearing this answer, she suddenly became depressed.

"Carnegie Antonio—"

The image of the old man dressed in rags and who likes to sit on the sun lounger at the entrance of Wangdu Park appeared in front of Cyril in an instant.His importance to La Rochelle players is unquestionable, over 40.00% of the main quests were released by him in the first eight years of the game.

This old man, who could let naughty boys pull his beard, died on the day the royal capital was broken. He sat at the gate of the park as usual, watching the black sky slowly cover the blue sky in front of him. He stood up and carried out his life. The last divination among them.

No one knows the result of this divination, but it is said that he died with peace in his eyes.

Cyril couldn't help being silent.He and Carnegie had a good friendship, and he even clearly remembered that Carnegie was just an old man with rotten teeth, but he always wanted to eat hard carrot salad.

It turned out that he died earlier than in the game.

"Are... are you okay?" Captain Christine hesitated for a moment, pulled out the chair and sat down, the icy aura on his body suddenly weakened a lot.

Cyril calmed down a little and said, "I'm fine."

"Have you met Carnegie?"

"I was lucky enough to pull his beard." Cyril shook his head, "Captain, these are not important, I want to talk about the dragon in the tower first - you don't have to doubt the authenticity of the matter, because it is my Witnessed it with my own eyes, not only me, this descendant of the Browning Visconti family, but also Sheldon who escaped, and a small captain of the Wyvern Corps, they can all prove this."

He glanced at it and saw that neither the leader nor Evans intended to interrupt him, so he continued to speak, telling the whole story of the underground palace.

"The above is all I have experienced."

Cyril let out a long breath, and looked at the thoughtful look of the Knight Commander in front of him, rubbing his temple with one hand, and writing something with a pen in the other hand, chanting a few words from time to time.

Then she raised her head and looked at Cyril seriously.

"Adrien, can you guarantee that what you just said is true?"

"I can swear to Danya." Cyril held up a hand.

"But such important information, why didn't you say it before?"

Cyril was taken aback, and he lowered his head, facing Jane Christine's beautiful and majestic eyes, his gaze was like a sword, and seemed to stab him through in an instant.

Yeah, why?

He felt extremely confused for a moment. From the player's point of view, such important information can increase favorability and increase the reputation of the camp. Put it in the game and meet a high-level NPC like the leader of the Silver Blade Knights. , he should have confessed the whole thing long ago, and even wished to exchange the color of the underwear he was wearing today for a little faction prestige.

But why didn't he say it?

Is it because the figure who left in the tavern said lightly "fight to the death", or is it because according to the game timeline, the Silver Blade Knights were destroyed when the Tower of the North Wind fell?
Or is it both?

He suddenly felt a pat on the shoulder, and immediately woke up from the moment of confusion. He turned his head, but saw that Jane Christine had stood up at some point and reached out to pat him on the shoulder.

"Everyone has their own unspeakable secrets. I still say the same thing. As long as your blade always shines for La Rochelle, I won't care about your identity or secrets."

He saw a smile appearing on that frosty cheek all year round, and he didn't know why his heart trembled.

"I have seen many outstanding young people. You may not be as strong as them now, but I can see your courage, wisdom, and unlimited potential."

"There is no doubt that you have the qualifications to become a silver blade knight."

In her voice, the system panel suddenly popped up automatically in Cyril's sight, and immediately after that, the occupation column changed from Apprentice Knight Attendant to "Apprentice Knight (0/50)".

"This is... the approval of the head of the Silver Blade Knights..."

His eyes trembled, even in 1466 when he time traveled, he had never heard of a few examples of being able to directly cross the career stage.The premise of crossing the career stage is that the career mentor has a very high evaluation of you, but in fact the contact between the player and the career mentor is pitiful, and there are almost no quest lines derived from the mentor to gain evaluation and favorability.

Cyril was still thinking about how he had won the "favor" of Jane Christine, but the latter had already asked at this time:
"Adrien, I seem to hear that you just asked Wayne to investigate the information of the Titans by the way?"

Cyril immediately came back to his senses and replied: "Yes. The frost giant is one of the descendants of the Titan giant. They lived on the iceberg for a long time because they wanted to be recognized by the Titan giant and qualified to climb the cloud palace."

"I know this, but I heard that the Yundian has disappeared for thousands of years."

Cyril shook his head: "I mean, the Titan and the Black Dragon are sworn enemies."

"Of course, everyone knows this... Wait, you mean?" Jane Christine raised her eyebrows suddenly, and quickly wrote a few more words in the notebook on the table.

"If the dragon in the underground palace was a black dragon and died at the hands of the Titans, then the frost giant would have a reason to attack the Tower of the North Wind." Cyril said calmly,
"Whether it's true or not, as long as the skull dragon has the aura of a titan or traces of magic on its body, that's enough to make a deal between the undead and the frost giant."

"But in fact, a bone dragon is enough to destroy the Tower of the North Wind." Christine shook his head. "They don't need to reach a consensus with the frost giant."

But then she saw the young man in front of her turn around, looking at the window used for archery, and looking out of the city where the dark clouds filled the sky.

Then he said quietly:
"But there is only one bone dragon, but there are many frost giants."

　It took some time to organize my thoughts, so I continued to write.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)