Dawn of the Grey Tower

The raindrops hit the tent with a crackling sound. This tent belonging to the head of the Kingdom Knights is no more gorgeous than those for ordinary soldiers to rest. In fact, this is not the only one. All Kingdom Knights are treated like most ordinary soldiers. This is a sign of pride for Cangshi knights, they do not need material preferential treatment, because they are supported by more noble things.

A thin cloth tent like this will naturally not provide good warmth, and cold water vapor will wreak havoc in the tent through the cloth. Perhaps the only difference between inside and outside the tent is that no rain drops fall on the head. "It's a shameless coat." Jack whispered. He was a bit cryptic about this humble tent. If it weren't for Heather to step forward and embrace the old knight, the wolfwalker couldn't believe that this tent was actually the famous iron knight Atticus.

The big knight ’s tent was not big. After entering a few people, it became more crowded. Jack and Mona could n’t stand the environment. They offered to send a whistle outside the tent. The female soldier patted Elsa's shoulder gently before leaving, letting some unhappy bosses leave the tent with her, leaving space for the negotiator. The werewolf also nodded at the mage before going out, but he meant that as long as needed, he would immediately rush in and defeat all menacing people.

"You go to take our guests to find a warmer place and check the preparation of the campfire by the way." Atticus told the adjutant standing beside him that the young man immediately bowed to his command. He heard a conversation with his cheese companions outside the tent.

Soon, only Heather, cheese and Atticus were left in this tent. The old knight sat on a stool made of stumps, his gray eyes staring at the face under the mage's hood. His right hand was rubbing on Tie Ze's hilt intentionally or unintentionally, making the cheese doubt he might pull the sword at any time. Since the other party treated himself with this attitude, the mage felt that he should respond well. Like a prank, the black eyes under his gray robe began to flash a faint magic light.

Of course, Heather could see the hostility between the two men. With her hand on her forehead, the Iron Knight hates the demon method is not new news, but now the performance of the cheese seems to have no intention of accommodating the other. The female knight knows that if she doesn't speak, the two men are very likely to fight directly after a long period of staring.

"Master Lord." Heather's words attracted Atticus' attention and liberated him from the confrontation with the mage.

"You'd better explain your identity as a friend, Heather. I remember I told you not to approach these pretending guys," said the Iron Knight. He was very uncomfortable staring at the glowing eyes of the cheese.

"Of course, I have never forgotten your teachings." The horsewoman lifted Atticus' left hand, hoping to use action to calm down her former head, "This gentleman is not an enemy. Your head, you let him Too nervous. "

Maybe Heather's actions worked. The expression of hostility on the Iron Knight's face gradually calmed down, "He should be more nervous. The Great Knight of this country is sitting in front of him."

"Huh, is it? Should I bow to you now? Lord Cavaliers?" The temper of the cheese has always been good, but this does not mean that he will not be angry, and Atticus has shown no reason. The hostility made him very unhappy. And when the mage is not happy, his words naturally become harsh.

"What do you say!" The words of the cheese obviously angered the knight. The iron knight immediately wanted to stand up and draw a sword, but Heather pulled his left arm abruptly, making Atticus unable to do so. At the same time, the female knight glared fiercely at the mage. She now regrets to let Elsa leave. At least the boss lady can stabilize the mood of the cheese here.

"Can you men not be so naive? What time is it now, and you are still arguing over such trivial matters!" Heather said, her harsh tone made the two men in the tent lower their heads and touched them subconsciously. nose. They all know that the horsewoman is right, but dignity, this thing is sometimes so easy to make people irrational.

"I'm sorry for my rudeness, young man. I shouldn't blame you for no reason." In the end, it was Atticus who spoke first, and the old knight was not afraid to admit mistakes, if he thought he was wrong.

"Okay, I accept your apology. And in fact, I was wrong." The cheese bowed his apology. He only noticed how much time they were wasting because of this insignificant problem. This is really stupid, the mage thought to himself.

"Now that we have all apologized, I think I can tell you why you came here. I think Heather is not hesitating to come here from the Hammer. Isn't it right to say hello to my old man?" After raising his eyebrows, he turned to face Heather and asked.

"Yes, you are right. We are tracking down some terrible things, including the Ratman you were dealing with just now. It's all part of what we want to track down." The cheese said without waiting for Heather to speak. I do n’t want to waste time trying out each other, so I hope I can go straight to the topic.

"You mean, you are investigating this plague?" No more prompts are needed. Atticus naturally guessed the purpose of the mage and others, his eyebrows frowned. The Iron Knight naturally does not think that such a terrible plague is naturally produced, but the things he faces make him have no time to think about something deeper. Hearing what the Secretary said, he revisited the whole plague.

"Yes, my companion and I travelled south from the collar of Salon. We went to the Iron Fort and witnessed its destruction, and then came all the way to the capital. The clue in our hands pointed to a pharmacist in the Pharmacists Association. "

"Oh, I know. You are the grey robe wizard who defeated Harold III." Atticus had already heard about the Pharmacists' Association and knew that a grey robe wizard had defeated in the glory trial Grand Duke of Blood Axe. Only then did he determine that the young man in front of him was indeed the rumored wizard. This explains why Tie would react to him.

"Yes. And I deeply regret the death of Grand Duke Blood Axe." When he heard the death of Harold III, the cheese was uncomfortable. He felt that he had taken the Duke's most powerful weapon. responsibility. If the hand of Hearn is still in the hands of Grand Duke Blood Axe, maybe he will not die in the hands of a group of rats. From this perspective, the cheese must be responsible for the death of the Duke.

"Don't say that, kid. It's better to die in the battle to defend the country than to die in bed ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ This is the best destination for us old guys." The Iron Knight shrugged, he I am also sad about the death of this old friend, but there have been so many deaths in his life. He has no way to let his numb heart grieve for each death for too long.

But this does not prevent him from changing his thinking about cheese. No matter what, a person who knows respect for his opponent always makes the old knight like it. And depending on the age of the cheese, perhaps studying magic is not his own choice. If the mage was born in a blue lion, then there may be another young warrior with the same name as Losa. Attic shook his head and shook off this absurd idea.

"Don't mention these. I can probably guess your purpose of coming to me. However, are you really ready?" Said the Grand Knight Commander, the expression on his face became softer now, "I am Older, but still not blind. I saw something behind the Ratman last night. Those guys would n’t take the initiative to help us unless a wizard came forward. But, young man, the person you are going to see and you The people I met before are different. You are not familiar with the world in that castle. "

"Exploring the unknown is one of the motivations for my survival, sir. And this is the fastest way to get closer to the answer now." The cheese smiled, and he said to the Iron Knight. The Master buried the secrets of the Hammer of the Hammer, but the Master knew nothing about it, but the cheese knew that someone in the capital must know the answer. He was the King of this country.