Chapter 1685: Staggered Meeting (40)

"Okay. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info "After listening to the generous conditions offered by the other party, the black knight boy replied. Knowing that the road ahead could be extremely dangerous, Daniel had already decided to give it a shot.

"Then let's go. The Knight of the Round Table, Paseva, smiled indifferently, lifted Daniel up from the ground, and began to take the first step into the depths of this unknown ruin.

Daniel also took a look at his surroundings and found that it was truly a wonderful relic. He had been walking down the stairs in the dark, and there was no way to see the ruins, and he even managed to finish the last part of the stairs by falling, and he fainted immediately.

And now, the whole ruins seem to have woken up, and the light is shining everywhere. And there doesn't seem to be any fixed light source in the ruins, and the light is soft and evenly emitted from the surrounding walls. Aside from the corridor in front of Daniel's eyes, which seemed to stretch into infinity, the ruins seemed to have no other way to go, which was a wonderful design. But that saved Daniel the trouble of choosing a branching path------ they just had to keep going down the corridor.

"Then again, it's really hidden deep enough. "Damn the ancients loved to hide their secret facilities in every corner of the world, but never wanted to share them with us descendants. What a bunch of selfish guys. ＂

Daniel didn't respond, he knew very little about the ancients, at most at the level of textbooks within the Order, so he didn't know what to make of these ancient races full of mysteries.

The only fact he knew was that there must be some earth-shattering and important prop hidden in the ruins of these ancient gods and people, and it was worth the great effort and resources of Great Britain to search for it. The people of Great Britain are actually quite hard.

The ruins, still silent. There are no deadly traps, and there are no guardians of the ruins that can often be seen in such ruins. Nothing. It's an ordinary, but surprisingly quiet ruin.

"Child, have you ever thought that in fact, all human beings in this world are chess pieces?" Paseva, the Knight of the Round Table who was walking in front, suddenly spoke: "Each of us is actually driven by a predetermined destiny to exist in order to complete our mission one day in the near future?"

"I don't understand...... Daniel replied vaguely.

"I've read your file. I should say that I have been interested in you for a long time. Pasiva continued, "My father was a knight who disobeyed orders and eventually lost his nickname. Despite this, the Knights of Great Britain conferred the title of Silver Knight on Sir Young. However, it's a pity. You didn't catch the last train for the policy change.

Since His Majesty King Arthur ascended the throne, the hereditary system has changed greatly------ the title of Silver Knight cannot be directly hereditary, and only when a knight is promoted to a Golden Knight can the title be hereditary to his eldest son. Moreover, the eldest son only got the title of Silver Knight, and if he wanted to benefit his descendants, he had to continue to work hard in the Knights. ＂

"Hmm... Daniel replied in a low voice. He didn't dare to comment too much on it.

"So, even if your father dies, he will end up with only a small inheritance and a false name that belongs only to him. And you didn't get anything from the British Knights, and you have to start at the bottom and work your way up the ladder little by little. You've suffered so much along the way, do you feel like the Knights of Great Britain owe you a lot?"

"I ...... Don't dare to say. Daniel whispered.

"But it doesn't matter, I swear in my honor that I will not say anything from what you have heard. Pasiva assured, "Actually, you hate the Knights of Great Britain, you hate the system here, you hate all this, don't you?"

Daniel thought for a long time before slowly replying, "There is indeed a little. ＂

"Have you ever regretted joining the Order?" asked Paseva, the Knight of the Round Table, "I heard that you even offered to the Order to go on a suicide mission in order to raise money for your mother's treatment. You've made it back from a mission, but what exactly did you get? Was your mother saved? Did you save anyone? Or did you not save anyone, but you lost more?"

This sentence touched Daniel. He couldn't help but gasp deeply. For a moment he thought of Bart again, of the unkillable thing that had turned into a lump of muddy flesh. Every time I think of this, Daniel's heart is like a knife.

"So, why are you still in the Order?" Pasiva saw that his words had an effect, and continued to fan the flames: "Why don't you leave all these things that have made you miserable and go away and live only for yourself?Is there anything else that is worth protecting?------ or do you just not want to give up what you have now?"

Daniel fell into a deathly silence again.

The two had passed through the corridors of the ancient ruins and had come to a wonderful area. This slightly larger hall-like place is connected to several areas, with corridors leading deeper into the ruins, and a small room similar to a warehouse next to it. Everything was glowing, but the small warehouses were so dark that it was impossible to see what was in the warehouses from this hall.

"Let's split up. Pasiva said, "Check everything in the small warehouse, then gather in this hall and continue to explore deeper." It's easier to do. This ruin doesn't seem to have any defenses, but God knows what dangers lurk in here? ＂

Daniel was a little absent-minded, just nodded perfunctorily. He and Pasiva split up and walked to the side of the small warehouse.

It was very dark in the warehouse, and the lighting system of the ancient ruins didn't seem to be able to shine into such a place. Due to the eerie atmosphere that filled it, Daniel didn't dare to slack off, and had already drawn his lightsaber when he entered the warehouse, and he was still using his normal output. The green lightsaber emitted a green excess light, which could have been used as a lighting for this place. However, the reality was a bit surprising, the warehouse seemed to be filled with some kind of black smoke that could suck all the light away, and the light from Daniel's lightsaber couldn't even illuminate the ceiling of the warehouse wall, only about five yards around the black iron knight's body.

And where the light could not shine, in the thicker darkness, there seemed to be a figure shaking.

No, it must be a ghost, if someone was there, there would have been footsteps, but Daniel couldn't hear anything. The wobbling figure would never be a living person. Thinking of this, Daniel's back couldn't help but feel cold.

Anything strange can happen in the ruins of ancient people, and this little thing is not a matter at all. But the scary thing is still scary, and its nature will not change. The boy was so frightened by the mysterious shadow that he flinched back half a step.

However, the shadow also began to emerge from the darkness, approaching the Black Iron Knight boy step by step. Its form has become more and more distinct, to the point where it can be recognized.

"Dan ------ Ni Er------ ------" is gloomy, long and low. The voice echoed through the small warehouse, but it made people's hairs stand on end like a ghost's lamentation.

"Why ------------" its sigh continued: "Why didn't ------ save me------ why ------------ killed me------"

Normal people are usually scared half to death when they hear this kind of resentful spirit's sigh. However, at this moment, Daniel reacted completely differently from normal people, and tears flowed down his face.

"Bart ...... The boy replied in a low voice, "My brother doesn't know why you've become like this, and he doesn't know how to turn you back to your original form." But my brother promised you...... No matter what the cost, it will definitely turn you back. ...... So, please be patient and wait, okay? Someday, we'll be again... A family... Reunion...... ＂

The more the boy spoke, the more sad he became, and he was already choked up as he spoke. However, there was nothing he could do to stop the humanoid black mist from approaching, and the indescribable strange thing continued to approach Daniel, and soon consumed the boy completely.

A certain day, a certain month, and a certain year.

"Hey. A ragged teenager stopped another, and then the ragged teenager jumped off a high platform made up of garbage and landed in front of the boy who was a few years older than him: "I don't think I've seen you before, are you new?"

The other black-haired teenager looked at each other the same, his eyes were full of frustration and humiliation: "Hmm." I just recently moved here with my family. Rent in this area...... Reasonable. ＂

He looked at the other again, "Where have I seen you before?"

"Perhaps. Or maybe not. Anyway, I'm a public face. The other boy said, wiping his face with his hand. This action of his should have been the standard action of ordinary people when they tried to get rid of the dirt on their face, but in his case, under the wiping of his little hands that were not very clean, the young man's face not only did not become clean, but became dirtier and more difficult to recognize.

"Hey, didn't you see me picking up garbage here? Do you think I'm idle? If I don't pick up a hundred tin cans today, my grandfather won't even allow me to eat. ＂

"This ------" The older boy was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say.

"So, are you going to help me pick up the cans, or are you just here to laugh at me?" snorted the young man who picked up the garbage, "If you want to help, come and help, maybe I'll treat you to a meal." If you don't want to help, get out of the way. ＂

It was only at that moment that the older teenager showed a slight expression of disgust: "But why am I ------"

"Because you seem to be idle, there is nothing else to do, am I right?" the other grinned: "And looking at your blank face, I think you are cornered." So what? Do you want to pick up the trash for me and then let me treat you to dinner? Or do you want to spend the evening hungry?"

The older boy had no way to refute half a sentence.

"Good, good. The older boy muttered in a low voice, "Isn't it just picking up garbage, I'll just pick it up." ＂

Anyway, he had nothing to do until his application to join the Order was officially approved. And now he just needs a job to vent his energy and earn some money along the way.