Chapter 28: The Baptism of Erasmus (3)
After the illusion Eramus took Butos to the palace.
To Butos's surprise, behind the palace turned out to be the training ground of the Kingdom of Tenostea. Maybe the palace of Eramus could lead to all parts of Tenosdia? Or even more than Tenosdia?
Around the training ground, weapons and various types of armor are displayed one by one, and their fine workmanship and rarity can be seen in both the luster and the style. However, what made Butos care more than these equipment was the three rows of soldiers standing motionless on the training ground.
Of the three rows of soldiers, one was armed with cloth armor and empty-handed, one was equipped with leather armor with a short dagger in his hand, and one was equipped with armor and held a large sword.
Eramus looked at it all and smiled.
Butos speculated that these might be all of Eramus's triumph.
"Butos, go and fight the soldier in the armor. Eramus laughed.
Butos was stunned, but he walked over anyway as Iramós had instructed. He didn't think that Erasmus would frame him or more accurately, that Erasmus didn't have to kill him.
However, when Butos approached the soldiers, Butos realized that these were not real soldiers, and that they were technically supposed to be stone puppets.
Butos had some doubts in his heart, but he didn't know how he was going to fight this guy who couldn't even move.
In the next moment, however, the stone puppet closest to Butos moved. It bowed slowly to the Supreme Knights to Butos, then drew its greatsword from its scabbard.
Butos looked back at Eramus, who just smiled.
The stone puppet must have been enchanted by Erasmus, Butos thought to himself.
The stone puppet's greatsword slashed at Butos calmly and forcefully, with simple and precise movements.
Butos subconsciously dodged. Old Butos had taught him the art of martial arts, and although they weren't particularly strong moves, they were still useful.
Little by little, the greatsword beckoned to Butos, and in order to prevent the greatsword from hitting him, Butos could only dodge first and then fight back as best he could.
However, Butos's combat capabilities are still not strong enough. Every time the stone puppet swings a dozen swords, Butos can barely fight back, and the counterattack he makes can't work at all, because often as soon as Butos's fist lands on the stone puppet, the big sword comes over again.
Ilamós looked at all this, with a simple smile on his face, he seemed to be somewhat satisfied with Butos, and seemed to feel that Butos's performance was completely expected. However, when Erasmus's keen eye caught Butos' next move, Eramus's expression suddenly became surprised and happy.
After dozens of moves, Butos gradually got used to the way the stone puppets attacked. Although there is no pattern to the stone puppet's attack, there is no difference in its speed and strength.
The words that old Butos once said gradually echoed in Butos's heart: "Don't blindly dodge, martial arts is a flexible thing, learn to seize opportunities, little Butos." ”
When the puppet swung his sword again, Butos no longer chose to dodge, but avoided it from the side, and then leaned towards the puppet's arm. The stone puppet sensed Butos' counterattack and elbowed Butos to the head.
Butos hurriedly crouched down to dodge and slipped under the stone puppet's arm. At this point, Butos was very close to the puppet's chest, and Butos thought it was his best chance to fight back.
Butos punched Stone Puppet hard in the chest. However, the stone puppet's left fist also hit Butos.
The stone puppets scattered into piece after piece under the weight of Butos's punch, and then regrouped in a green halo.
Butos, who fell to the ground, lay down for a long time before he could get up. Although his body was spawned by the Ring Spirit with spells, and he was stronger than normal, it was still far from a fighter who had been fighting for a long time or a martial artist who had been training continuously.
Iramós walked over slowly, and then smiled at Butos: "This is a level that the soldiers of Tenostia must pass when they enlist. Only by defeating this stone puppet in the first fight can you be considered one of the warriors of Tenosdia. Little Butos, you're halfway there. ”
Butos rubbed the place where he had been hit, and the soreness did not dissipate: "I think maybe I can do it now." ”
Eramus laughed: "However, no one has a second chance in a real battle. ”
Butos was stunned, he felt that Iramos's words made sense.
Eramus pointed his staff at the figurines: "There are seven armor stones, six leather armor stones, and five cloth armor stones. You've just hit the simplest one, with a green gem on your forehead. ”
It was only then that Butos discovered that each of these puppets had a gemstone set on their foreheads, and that the color of the gems would gradually deepen from left to right in each row of dolls. The leather stone puppet has a blue gem on its forehead, while the cloth stone puppet has a purple gem on its forehead.
"The energy of the gems will fade, right? One day these stone puppets will become lifeless. Butos asked cautiously.
Eramus seemed to be satisfied with Butos: "That's right, if that day comes, I'll give them new gems." ”
The sore feeling still lingered in the place where Butos had been hit, and Butos' brow furrowed slightly.
Eramus seemed to notice this, and tapped his staff on Butos's chest.
A cool and comfortable feeling spread across Butos's chest, and the sore feeling gradually disappeared.
"Practice your skills here if you want. After the illusion Eramus finished speaking, his body began to become empty.
"Where are you going?"
"Eramus needs me, I'm part of his energy, and now I have to go back to his staff. Illamos the Illusion laughed.
Butos suddenly had a very bad premonition, he didn't think that the archmage Erasós would lack the energy to sustain the illusion, if this was true, then Eramus must have encountered something terrible.
By the time Butos was about to speak again, the illusion had already dissipated.
"Evil Eramus, so bad that I can't even breathe!" the angry voice of the Ringwraith's voice suddenly resounded in Butos's heart.
"Old Butos, you're finally out!"
From the moment he entered Eramus' palace, Butos never heard the voice of the wraith again.
"Even though it's just an illusion, as long as I communicate with you or try to hear your voice, then he will see my presence!" The Ringwraith's voice was hoarse and deep than ever, "Eramos is no longer what it used to be. ”
"Actually, he knows your presence, old Butos. Butos said.
"What! you told him everything about me!...... why are you so " The Ringwraith instantly became furious, he would not allow his host to betray him!
Butos hurriedly explained: "Listen to me! Old Butos, Eramus doesn't seem to be a threat to you!"
Butos told the Ringwraith, the old Butos, about his conversation with Eramus in another realm.
Little by little, the wraith's anger subsided: "I see, you are doing well, little Butos. ”
The aura of the ringing spirit began to spread through this training ground, and he sensed everything around him.
"It's a great place for you to grow...... Wait, he gave you back that stone?"
Butos was a little dazed: "Ah yes, isn't this my thing?"
"Cunning Erasmus! he erased the brand! it was an absolutely important brand! he erased it!" the wraith roared in rage.
Butos took out the "Tears of the Shark", and sure enough, the tiny dark purple strip on it disappeared.
Butos suddenly felt a little relieved: "Isn't it good? It caused me too much trouble!"
The Ringwraith was cursing and growling, in a language that Butos didn't understand.
I don't know how long it took for the anger of the ring spirit to gradually dissipate: "Forget it, now that I am here, that brand will be erased if it is erased!
Butos was puzzled by the performance of the ringing spirit just now, and he didn't even quite believe that this was the old Butos, who had always been gentle.
And the Ring Spirit seemed to be aware of Butos's suspicions about himself, so he immediately cried in an aggrieved tone: "I know that a lot has changed...... Little Butos ...... I really can't stand this torture anymore! I long for the days when I can fish in the sun again...... My dear little Butos, I can't believe I've become like this...... Old Butos is no longer the old Butos......"
Butos' brow furrowed, and he felt the grief and pain of the Ringwraith. Even though it was a cunning disguise of the Ringwraith, the kind-hearted little Butos believed it.
Butos comforted the Ringwraith.
The Ring Spirit also gradually stopped crying hypocritically: "As long as you still believe in me, then everything is still fine......"
Butos' head bowed slightly.
"Let's start practicing our fighting skills, little Butos, this is a great opportunity! I can help you!" the Ringwraith secretly rejoiced, wishing that little Butos would immediately become the best fighter and the best wanderer.