Elden: Ring of Calamity

Chapter 222 The Lost Knight
Stonewell City, the school grounds in the west of the city.

Thick basalt constitutes the ground here, and the weather-beaten broken knives and broken halberds are cast into cruel and cold walls. There is no life within hundreds of meters. Only a huge iron-barked banyan tree is rooted in the rocks in the middle of the school grounds, bringing... The only remaining greenery in early summer.

It is rumored that this was a tree seed planted by the previous Storm King when his only daughter was born. He was also blessed by the high priest of the Sky Temple, Gullan Sanks, and it grew into what it is today nearly a hundred years later.

When the Storm Dynasty still existed, this school grounds had always been the perfect choice for the Storm Queen to personally review the troops. Until the Golden First King Godfrey led the Eastern Expedition Army to attack Stonewell, and the Queen died in the battle. The Golden Army forged the weapons of the Storm Riders around the school grounds, and held a grand triumphal ceremony here. After that, they abandoned them, allowing them to gradually disappear into the dust of the times like countless storm survivors, and were eventually abandoned by others. Completely forgotten.

However, at this moment, there is a lonely figure standing silently under the banyan tree. The sunlight and tree shadows reflect the clear dividing line on his dim silver armor, just like the marble statue displayed in the studio, solitary, majestic, and yet distant.

The knight took a deep breath, crossed his hands and pressed the sword hilts on his left and right waists, and then exhaled all the air in his lungs with the cool summer wind, and the momentum of his whole body became more and more concentrated.

As the breath comes to an end, a leaf falls leisurely from the branch.

In an instant, the sword resounded and its silver light shone like a sword.

The surging air waves exploded in all directions, and hundreds of faint sword marks slowly disappeared in the air.

The knight swung his sword, blood vibrated, and put it back into its sheath. The leaf seemed to freeze in mid-air for a moment, then made an imperceptible clicking sound, and suddenly shattered into countless tiny dusts. Before it hit the ground, it was scattered in the air. In the summer wind blowing again.

"Good swordsmanship!" Someone a hundred steps behind him couldn't help but cheer.

The knight took off his silver helmet engraved with the ancient dragon symbol and storm pattern, turned to look at the staff officer walking towards him, nodded slightly and said, "Your Excellency Kailan."

It was a man who looked to be about 50 to [-] years old. His angular face was marked by the mottled years, and the hair on both sides was also stained with a touch of pale wind and frost. A hint of the unruly and unruly nature of his youth is vaguely visible, proving that his swords have not become decadent as they appear.

Oleg's real age this year is 47, only two years older than Mugram of Kalia. However, there is a huge gap between the two in appearance and temperament.

In fact, for a former Storm King with two wings and one of the most powerful heroes in the entire continent, even if his blood is just that of an ordinary human, his lifespan can be greatly extended, and it is not difficult to stop his appearance at a certain moment.

But from the moment the dynasty collapsed and the king died in battle, Oleg, who lost his mission, felt that his life had lost its meaning. The reason why he left this broken body and even lived under the Golden Dynasty was just to do his best. Yes, just keep a few strands of fire for your former compatriots.

"I actually don't know how to swordsmanship," Kailan came to Oleg, put his hand on his chest, and bowed in greeting, "But even with the most vulgar eyes, I can see that your sword is better than when I first came to Stonewell. A little more decisive and a little less hesitant. I wonder if you can explain the difference to me?"

Oleg was silent for a moment, then lowered his eyes and said: "As for the knights, people in the world have many explanations. Some think it is to kill the enemy with blood and expand the territory, or to wear armor and guard the king, or to travel all over the world. In the world, I hoe the strong and support the weak, and the sword cuts down the unjust." "No matter which way I choose, I am a complete loser - I failed to repel the soldiers of the Golden Dynasty externally, and failed to protect the Storm Royal Family internally. Thoughtful, even today, I can’t do the same as Ingwill, wandering around every corner of the border, practicing the way of knighthood in my own way.”

"All I can do is come here after learning that His Highness Greg is recruiting the survivors of the storm. Like a wild dog that has lost its hometown, I can use my few sharp claws to exchange for a way for my people to live. .”

He exhaled a long breath, as if to clear away the pain in his chest, and said softly: "Since this is the only thing I can do, then what reason is there for hesitation? If it proves that my sword can kill one more person, Can you protect one more person from His Highness?"

Kailan Hyde was silent for a long time after hearing this, and smiled to himself: "Your Excellency, you are overthinking it. Inviting you to serve the dynasty is not only His Highness Greg's intention, but also His Highness Godwin's long-cherished wish. As for the Storm Survivors, His Highness Greg is still a bit young. The methods of governing the people are also slightly radical, but with His Highness Godwin always paying attention, he will not do anything that neither you nor I can bear to face."

"With your ability, as long as you help me wholeheartedly, you will definitely have a place at the top of the future dynasty, and the Storm Survivors will definitely have a piece of paradise in this prosperous age like other ethnic groups that have integrated into the Golden Tree - isn't this what you and I both want? Are you happy to see the future come true?"

Oleg turned his gaze and looked at the tallest Fengsha Castle in the center of the city. After a moment, he asked: "Your Excellency Kailan came here today. There must be an order from His Highness, right? It's just an order."

Kailan Hyde gave a helpless smile, took out a scroll of paper from his sleeve, handed it to Oleg and said: "This is the route map of the caravan sent by His Highness to the North in March, with detailed notes on the caravan personnel next to it. Composition, force configuration and transaction objects.”

"According to the plan, the caravan should arrive in the north in April and complete the trade within 20 days. The early stage of returning to Nimgefu at the end of May has been very smooth. During the trade between the caravan and the nobles in the north, news was sent back via carrier pigeons, but in early May I suddenly lost contact with him after I set off and returned, and I still can’t get in touch with him until now.”

Oleg carefully read the information on the scroll and said, "So, my mission is to go to the north and bring back this caravan safely."

"That's right," Kellan Hyde responded, "His Royal Highness has personally promised that all the sixteen thousand Storm Dynasty soldiers and their families currently imprisoned in Stonewell will have their slave status wiped out as long as you perform meritorious deeds during this trip. As a civilian, you can settle down and settle down anywhere in the south.”

"What if it fails?" Oleg asked abruptly.

"This" Kailan Hyde smiled awkwardly and said, "His Highness did say that there will be consequences of failure, but not to mention that with Mr. Oleg's ability, doing this is completely easy. Even if there is an accident, His Highness It is inevitable that you will really lose your mind and cause irreparable consequences. Therefore, you should focus on the mission first."

A ray of divine power popped up from Oleg's fingertips, completely annihilating the paper scroll in his hand, and said calmly: "I will set off today and tell His Highness Greg that I will do my best to complete this matter - but if his caravan has already been destroyed, In the north, my people cannot suffer any harm."

"After all, there are differences between demigods. Even though I am a mortal, I am enough to deal with him."

(End of this chapter)