Alik has always felt like an ordinary person. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info knight, for him it is not so much a belief as a kind of work. Think of saving others as a responsibility, but if you cut it into butter chunks of equal size, it is usually done in batches. Unhurried, unhurried, unhurried. These tasks constantly formed a large part of Alex's life. Some of his juniors saw him as a role model of sorts, as he acted in strict observance of the virtues required of a knight. But Alik knew that this was not true, because he was nothing more than a clumsy man who did not know how to deal with himself.

If everything was as punctual as a clock, and everything was as upright as a knight's sword, it might be easier. Alec would go about his life according to the teachings of the twin goddesses, or some brown uncials written on a manuscript. But apart from the knight's armor, there was no longer a guideline to guide Alik. So his life fell into confusion, just like the night he lost his daughter. At that time, he chose to indulge in alcohol, and soaked his humble self in the quilt until tears overflowed. Now he could only hold the knight's sword in a daze.

When on horseback, the knight's most important weapons were the knight's spear and the iris' shield. The function of the iris shield is to protect the limbs, the upper part is oval, the lower part is pointed, refined from light, thick and elastic wood, surrounded by iron sheets, and the central handle has a hemispherical metal protrusion. It allows the knight not to die on the battlefield in an instant. The knight's spear was long, it perfectly absorbed the power of the horse when it sprinted, and it fed back to the sharp metal cone mounted on its head. The tip of the knight's spear is infinitely powerful, and it can even pierce demons directly. Unfortunately, the gun is a disposable, and after a sharp stab, it will break with a loud bang. So, the knight also needs a long sword. The long sword was an important weapon on both the horse and under the horse, and was also the hallmark of the knight.

Alik stroking his longsword with his eyes half-open, red and swollen from staying up late. It slashes on both sides, pointing the blade at the enemy while also replicating a portion of the user's eyes. When they use their longsword to slash, they will have a clear understanding of how sharp the blade is on others. Through the cold light reflected in his eyes, the knight clearly knew how harmful his violence would be, and suppressed it. The self-regulation of the violent - this is the intention of the knight, and the sword is the blade that responds to all this. The duty of the longsword is never to destroy either side, its task is to maintain a balance. Between the strong and the weak, between the self and the world, between life and death.

Alik clenched his fists, and he tucked the knight's sword into his side. The appointed time had come, and he had to rush to the venue of the duel. In accordance with the most basic etiquette, Alec wrote a letter to Palmer expressing his willingness to duel. Palmer broke Alik's contract with the Bishop, so Alik had the right to do so. He had the right to dig his fist with heavy armor into Palmer's face, causing his nose to bleed. The letter lay on Palmer's desk, and sneaking into Palmer's office was not a problem for Alik.

The duel took place in a wooded area outside the Holy City. Alik knew that Palmer would come to the agreed place, and he should have the perfect opportunity to seize it. But what he didn't expect was that Palmer didn't hide in a dark little corner and let his men grab themselves. Instead, the young nobleman with a slick head waited in the clearing.

"You impressed me, I didn't expect you to have the courage to face me. ”

Alik's words made Palmer laugh from ear to ear. He was dressed in silk robes and unarmed, as if he had come for an outing. His hands looked as white and tender as turnips soaked in water, and at first glance they were the hands of nobles who had nothing to do with swords.

"It's strange why you think I'm afraid to appear in front of you. "This is my watchtower, my holy city, this is my territory." I didn't expect you to come alone. What about that silly boy at Brewster? He's got his brain broken by your chivalry, why didn't you call him? It's a bit of a problem if he comes, but I've got a plan for it. Don't you still have a great sword? Why don't you call that ugly bastard over?

"Shut up!" Alex's chest heaved violently, "this is a private matter between you and me, and Brewster has nothing to do with it. Sulfona is also a kind big sword, you shouldn't insult her like that!"

"Insulting her?" Palmer gave a subtle smile, "what normal man would go back and insult her like that?" besides, you know my preferences. I've been enjoying your daughter for a long time. It's a pity that when she grew up, I had to keep her beauty until the last moment. ”

"You brute!"

Alec was dumbfounded, although he already knew that his daughter was probably killed, but he didn't expect Palmer to tell the story as an honor. Thinking of his daughter being ravaged by such a person before she died, the anger in Alik's heart could hardly be suppressed. Palmer listened to Alik's words and looked disgusted at the sight of a bed bug.

"How dare you be so presumptuous in front of me...... Someone!"

With Palmer's words, Alik saw a number of archers and guards looming out of the bushes. He shook his head and sighed, knowing that Palmer would not come to the duel alone. But Alik didn't back down, and he was ready to take out Palmer and his guards from the start. Knights are not good at fighting alone, but they are fearless when necessary. The old knight drew his knight's sword, and he felt his breath become short. Before the fight, anyone will get excited. In a breath, Alik suddenly thought of Herois. The girl filled a void somewhere in Alik's heart. Fortunately, the girl has already been sent to an ordinary family by Sulfur and has been transformed. Palmer can't find her, and she'll forget herself, forget the past, and get a new life.

But, suddenly, Alik seemed to see a flash of flaxen-colored hair in the woods. The old knight's heart was in turmoil, and many thoughts poured out of him in an instant. Could it be that Herois had been captured by Palmer, or that Sulfur had already been killed? It couldn't be, Palmer seemed to be wondering why Sulfur hadn't come with her, so she should be fine. Or maybe it's not Helois, it's just a cheetah or another girl passing by. Alik's mood calmed down, but he suddenly realized that he had made a mistake. He shouldn't be distracted in battle.

The heavy chisel knocked Alik to the ground, and the old knight swung his knight's sword in response, only to hit an unusually hard object. With a heavy dull sound, Alex's longsword that he had used for many years snapped, and his jaw cracked in an instant. The smell of blood irritated Alik's nerves, and he looked behind him with all his spirits. He saw an ugly monster with a bare head and golden eyes. The monster's body was draped in many hard protrusions, reflecting the luster of metal. Alec understood that these were alienated demons, but he didn't understand why these demons were here.

"Could it be...... You're the one who drives these demons?"

"Yes, I like that word. ”

Palmer nodded. As he spoke, Alik was overwhelmed by several other demons. He tried to stand up, but the demon's heavy body kept him from moving. These demons are all producers, and do not have claws for predation, nor teeth for tearing the skin of human bones. They rubbed against Alik's body with their back molars, but they were blocked by the hard knight's armor. Eventually, the demons found a place to put their mouths, and Alik's eyes were grazed by the demons' barbed tongue. The demon boy carefully licked Alik's eye sockets until all that was left of Alik's eye sockets was a miserable white bone fragment. The demons noticed that the food was different from what they usually ate, and although it also had the sweet smell of offal, they couldn't eat it at all. Bloated and sluggish producers have cried out for discontent.

"You...... It turns out that you are colluding with demons......" Alik roared in pain, "You have betrayed the faith of the twin goddesses, you are all devils, you and these demons are man-eating monsters!"

"Don't be presumptuous, old man. Palmer wiped his bloody palm with an incensed handkerchief, "I will be rewarded for being the hero who built the watchtower." And you, will be the tears of the times, forgotten. It's like bird droppings taken by a bird in the sky as it skims by, and your persistence will be worthless. ”

"Even if you are eaten by demons, I will not let you go!"

Alik's voice came from beneath the demon's body, and a sneer appeared on Palmer's face. He clapped his hands lightly, and the guards behind him pulled out some human entrails and threw them around. Attracted by things, the demon crawled slowly and left Alik. Alec lay on the ground, dying. Palmer crouched down and lifted the old knight's armor. There were only two blood holes left on Palmer's face, but the lines of the muscles on his cheeks revealed endless resentment.

Palmer shook her head.

"Old man, are you mistaken? Do you think you're going to be a human being slain by demons? Isn't that against my will? You're going to be infamous and spurned. Palmer gently stroked Alik's nostrils with his fingers, "Because, you're going to be a 'demon' to be killed by humans." ”