Chapter 3: Holy Heaven!!!

At the time of wasting time, the enemy was already not too far away. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

As far as the eye can see, there are about thirty bandits carrying axes walking this way.

Telling lewd jokes all the way, chewing tobacco leaves in his mouth, wearing tattered leather armor - or just a pair of pants. From time to time, there was also crude and exaggerated laughter from the queue.

They saw Lynn and Rod.

was stunned at first, and then laughed out of sight.

"The rabble—"

With just one glance, Rod smiled dumbly.

"Well, but even if it's a rabble, such a number..."

But Lynn was a little worried.

It's not the first time he's fought these guys. For their strength, Lin knows very well.

Indeed, it is just like saying to the knight who saved himself, a veritable rabble.

But even if it's a rabble, it's not easy to do if there are so many of them.

Lin can confidently solve three, four, five is actually not a big problem.

But the problem is that the number of opposite sides is a full thirty.

This is no longer a joke. Even if Lin is confident in her swordsmanship, she also understands that she is just a swordsman now, and she is still quite far from the legendary strength of the Sword Master...

"For a while..."

"It's good if you'll be here and watch for a while"

Turning around, just wanted to let Rod take advantage of his delay to escape and go to the village to take away those villagers, Lin, who had already made up her mind to die, was held down by a hand wrapped in cyan armor on her shoulder.

The heavily armed knight walked past her with a smile.

"Rod-?"

"There's one thing I need to make clear."

Striding forward, not caring at all about the number of enemies.

Although he had no definite memory, his intuition told him that there were too few of them.

It's really too little.

Even the blood is choked.

"--These people don't make me feel good at all-"

Force.

Then, run.

It was only a matter of moments from stillness to movement, and the speed of the knight was amazing, and before Lin could answer, the figure had already thrust in like a sword.

Dozens of meters, but in an instant, Rhodes had already crushed to the front with the sound of the wind shattering.

"Drink!!"

The roar was accompanied by a slash, and the slashing sword in his right hand cut a silver curtain, without any supernatural elements, but this sword alone caused ripples in the wind.

In the turbulent ripples and roaring, the two thieves who were still stunned with their mouths open, couldn't even react, and were split into two sections by the transparent curtain of Qili.

The color of blood gushed out from the dividing line, flowing unstoppably, obviously it was only a momentary thing, but it seemed like a long time had passed.

In the gushing blood-colored flowers.

The bandits didn't even react to what kind of strong enemy they had encountered this time.

-- Although such a statement has not been scarce since ancient times, it is actually so rare that it makes people laugh.

But Rodritte, without a doubt, did just that.

Even if he is a human body now, there is no wind spirit around him, and there is no black mud.

Second sword!

The sword wind is howling, like a typhoon in the world.

Can't block, can't block, can't dodge, can't react!

In just two short rounds, the bandits' carelessness completely turned into a wail of fear.

Before and after a second, it was like a world of difference.

In the midst of death and the sword, the knight laughed.

"Come on!!Fight me!!"

It doesn't matter how the memory is, and there is no way to remember the past, but as long as there is still war intent flowing in the blood.

The knight will belong to the battlefield.

Bravery, sacrifice, glory.

The knight who dances the sword is the real knight!

The bandits scattered and fled, and in just two rounds, in less than a second! They killed four people!!

"Ahhh

Hoarse, only one of the bandits, whose skin was cut by the sword wind and thought they couldn't escape, raised their axes in despair.

But-

Squeak ――――――!!

The strong metal tearing sound shook the eardrums, and the shock of the metal and the sudden huge force from the arm directly pressed the thief to the ground, and he fell to his knees with a thud.

Broken arm.

And then there is...

"Hmph"

Laughing, he took the tomahawk with him and slew the enemy. The knight of the wind did not stop.

Stepping on, there is no one in this world who is his enemy.

"Good..."

Lin in the distance was already stunned. Not to mention that I have never heard of such a strength, I have never even heard of it, it is simply sensational.

Even those sword saints can't hold up a few rounds in front of him, right?

Lin tried her best to think about what it would be like if she was hostile to him.

But no matter how you think about it, there is only one result - to be slashed effortlessly by the wind-like giant sword.

I can't escape, I can't get enough speed, I can't meet the attack, and even the weapons with the block are all cut into two sections.

begging for mercy, repenting, weeping bitterly.

Everything makes no sense.

"Holy one!!"

It was as if a bell was ringing in my head.

A heavy, holy roar echoed through the barriers of time and space in the chest.

Rodriit shouted loudly, raising his sword high in front of the last bandit, the leader.

"Let me do it for the Holy Church!!Let it be righteous for what I do!!"

Dignified, without hesitation, and without pretentiousness.

Proudly shouted a promise in battle.

"Slay the evil!!"

Lynn's heart shook.

It is the bloody sacredness, the resolution to wash the world with the blood of sinners.

Pursue the sword of execution with price and determination.

On the battlefield, he judges his position with consciousness and pride, goes down without hesitation, and dedicates his whole body to faith, believes in his absolute justice, and never regrets the knight.

Right in front of her.

It's too weak...

Compared to that figure, Lin not only smiled bitterly at her current self.

It's really annoying.

I definitely want to get stronger.

It can't be said that it is inexplicable, but Lin, at this moment, the urge to chase after the figure rose.

The thieves in the villages and towns are gone.

There is not much point in continuing to stay here, either.

-- Let's travel!

The girl smiled.

"Rod!!"

In the direction of the knight, the girl beckoned happily, not afraid of whether the figure standing in the blood-colored sanctuary had just taken the life of someone else.

She believed in the man.

There is no reason, or the reason has been known for a long time.

"What?"

"Travel with me!

The girl's voice was so authentic that the knight couldn't help but laugh.

"Good"

Is there any reason for refusal?

Completely, not at all!