Above The Sky

Clang!

Weiggs squinted, stared at the old knight who was calm and calm, and slowly retracted his sword, and said sarcastically: "After all, you have been wanted and wandered for decades. I can't compare it any more."

Buzz!

"The empire has weakened, and my dreams are completely unfulfilled."

"The truth is that the treasure does exist. It is precisely because of that incredible fetish that His Majesty can become the master of the rejuvenation of the empire of Willing Terra from a former concubine."

"The Black King's Legacy."

The trees rooted around the lake forest fell and overturned, because the ground where they were rooted had begun to shake, and translucent crystals and white rock calcium gushed out from the ground, manifested and condensed on the surface of their skin, and became a layer of artificial armor. .

The moment he drew his sword, he couldn't even see the afterimage. He could only perceive a silver arc to cut through the air and the floating dust, and even between the air friction, there were shock waves that were visible to the naked eye.

After taking a deep breath, the black-haired knight sternly asked to penetrate all this: "Why did His Majesty die in his prime without making any will?"

Both sides looked at each other's current situation, looked for each other's flaws and positions, and considered the surrounding environment.

Hilliard said calmly: "Weggs, are you so impatient? Do you have to use a sword to test me?"

"There are so many things I have to do, so many things to know, how can I just stop at Ninghui like this?"

"It's really you...you're really old..."

The two faced each other across half a shallow lake, but the surrounding earth began to vibrate slightly.

"And why have you been silent for so many years, so silent until now?!"

A low voice came from the bone armor: "My hometown was burned by war, and my future is also bleak."

"But what else can I do when I live like this? It's nothing more than eating and waiting to die. And I don't know the reasons for all this, but I have to suffer the consequences!"

"Teacher, are you telling me? Why did the empire become like this!"

This sonic sword is enough to cut through the heavily armed knight's heavy armor, rip open the belly of a monster several meters high, and only need one blow to completely kill the giant wild boar that can easily collapse a house. This is Weggs' sword skill. Proof that his physical fitness is close to that of a great knight.

The sand and solid rock surged up, forming a shield around the two of them.

"If I didn't rely on the royal treasure 'Delo from the Source', I would stop at the second energy level for the rest of my life. If it wasn't for psionic power, I wouldn't even be able to stay in the Knights of the Patrol, let alone continue to save money in the empire. strength."

"To be honest, this is good enough, why do you have to follow my trail."

Yes - he is already a patrol knight, he is already the middle and upper class of the empire, he has psionic power and can easily gain the handle of many nobles.

clang!

On the other side, with Weggs' original armor as the skeleton, the pure white enamel armor that gradually covers the growth has turned into a giant more than three meters high. The enamel armor that is almost armed with ether seems indestructible and stands on the ground.

More than that……

"Why did you defect to the empire, mentor, and become a wanted criminal?"

"calm."

Just as Weggs kept asking questions, the invisible source substance confrontation between the two sides spread, causing the earth to rise and the shallow lake to dry up.

Because the answer is right in front of his eyes.

Weiggs took a slow step, and the two began to move towards their own dominant positions. He faced off against Hilliard, and pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword: "It's because I don't know anything, so I think To know."

Dust, rocks, and even the roots of the surrounding trees began to shake, causing the leaves to fall, and the dust drifted without wind, suspended in the air like mist.

This question does not need to be answered, the man stares at the old knight in front of him.

Anger, hatred, resentment, dazedness... and deep confusion.

"Why did the prince also die in that turmoil, but no one dared to mention the real cause of death?"

"Why are you asking me? Shouldn't it be me who should ask why?"

"Or, is it your own desire?"

"This treasure is definitely in the hands of your mentor!"

"Or, you have suffered too much in recent years, and your spirit has become a little abnormal?"

He said calmly, pointing out the most crucial point: "Whose order is it? The Duke of the West Region?

Wearing bone armor, the fluent knight said firmly:

"Why exactly?"

The old knight put his hand on the hilt of the sword and said in a gentle tone: "You are still a patrol knight, and you can work for the royal family. This is a status and honor that ordinary people can't reach in their entire lives."

Just as he could easily get a lot of bribes from Viscount Grant, if he just wanted a peaceful life, he could have lived by, be a man, and enjoy a decadent and luxurious life.

"Not necessarily." Hilliard also slowly retracted his sword and sighed: "You have been imprisoned in the mud pit in the imperial capital for twenty or thirty years, and I'm just going back to my old business, farming and hunting in the countryside. Fish, just mess around."

"Why is the patrolling knights completely cleaned up, and only a pawn like me is barely spared?!"

Then the two fell into a rather long silence.

This time, it was Hilliard who spoke first.

The bladeless sword clenched in the silent Hilliard sloughed off his mortal surface, revealing his true material - it was pitch-black abyssal iron, composed of countless regular grain arrangements, the One of the toughest substances, able to withstand the extreme heat of the abyss.

And Weggs just stared blankly at the teacher's face, he jumped back, and took advantage of the situation to withdraw the sword.

Invisible will and perception touch and test in mid-air.

"Yes, mentor, I was just an apprentice you rescued and pointed at, not your official disciple, so I survived."

So, why, risk death, to follow the trail of his former mentor?

Staring at Hilliard's eyes, there is both fiery greed and nervousness.

Instead, Wiggs' voice gradually calmed down in his telling: "I moved from my true form to my bloodline, sublimated my organs, and nearly died of distortion."

Straight out the sword, resisting the force point of the long sword in Weggs's hand, the source quality oscillates, making the sabres of both sides offset as if time stands still.

Wiggs stared at his former mentor. The other party is still the same as in the past, calm and calm, always able to grasp the most crucial core of things.

The half-sword blade in his hand is three feet two inches long, the hilt is like a hammer, and the animal bone is carved. The tip is polished with heavy iron.

"There are so many reasons."

But this is almost instinctive, a sword without any delay, but it is blocked by another long sword without a sharp edge.

At the moment when the four eyes met, Weggs drew his sword.

Weggs said softly: "In the mouths of the Knights of the Patrol and the nobles of the imperial capital, you betrayed His Majesty the Emperor during the Dark Moon turmoil and stole the peerless treasures inherited by the royal family - but I know that this is half true. Fake, the fake is that the treasure has absolutely nothing to do with the imperial family, and you will never steal your majesty's treasure, teacher."

The black-haired knight said solemnly, and then his tone was a little sarcastic: "I have suffered a lot over the years, but I am afraid it is far less than you, mentor."

"Weggs, I can't blame you for wanting to survive, after all, you didn't know anything back then."

"But how can I get enough credit for the traceable dew?"