Chapter 21: Under the Concerto of Light and Darkness

The afternoon time has always been the hottest time of the cicada moon, the sun hanging high in the sky to release its heat and light, it is simply the essence of the majesty of its owner, the Lord of Light, Ella, although as a believer in the Lord of Light, but Jeff felt the heat from the several pieces of iron called light armor covered in leather armor, and he couldn't help but sigh. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"If only Ella-sama could let the sun rest for a while, it's tiring to hang on it every day."

Listening to the daydream-like murmurs of his companions beside him, Jeff couldn't help but think of the scene he saw when he came to change the guard in the morning, where the noble bishops and priests in the temple area used rare magic to put on the temple layer by layer to create a better environment and envelop the believers in order to maintain the dignity of their respective temples.

And his colleagues who took turns to the temple were far more serious than usual, and they stood at the door of the temple that had dispelled the heat with a solemn face, not even moving, as if they were more dutiful than the statue beside them.

"Stompe."

Jeff was just about to sneak a glance at the square in the distance, although he didn't see the martial arts drills held on it very clearly, but the physical fitness of the same white rank was still able to look seventy-seven-eighty-eight, in fact, their kind of garrison members were inferior to their family backgrounds and knight apprentices.

If he can get those resources and training from a young age, he can also grow to that point, but the high tuition fees of the knight academy are simply not affordable for ordinary civilians, so they can only train on their own, and then enter the garrison after becoming an adult, and almost have to be adventurers who wander around.

The martial arts and armor used by those would-be knights are all things that garrison members like Jeff dream of, although they are standard equipment, but they are really a full set of light armor or heavy armor! Thinking so, Jeff turned his head to see what was going on.

And then what caught his eye was the shining armor! Jeff recognized the glitter, the glitter that could only be produced after a hundred times of forging using Romand's specialty ink-carbon steel, plus the delicate carved ivy patterns on the armor, and the red mantle, the red tweed embroidered with a pale yellow half-ring representing the eight virtues of knighthood.

"This is it!"

He subconsciously cried out

"Huh?!"

Then the man wearing the Inruta knight armor made a surprised sound, and Jeff realized that he was too excited, but at this time he was still wearing the standard armor and strolling outside the Sword Folding Square...... He asked tentatively

"Are you a prospective knight at the Central Knight Academy, my lord?"

Although it is not very clear about the identity of the other party, this set of armor is specially customized by Romandand for each quasi-knight, although they are all unified enchantments, but in terms of the production of armor, they are specially customized according to the different conditions of each quasi-knight, so even if it is not a quasi-knight, it may be a certain knight, Jeff thought

"Ah, yes, I'm the forty-eighth Prospective Knight of the Central Knight Academy of Inruta, Shimkovin Brech."

The man in knight's armor replied, and then he took off his helmet, revealing a young and heroic face, and his short flaxen hair was blown by the wind, and he opened his mouth again

"I was delayed because of a little thing, so I ............."

Saying that, the young man who called himself Simkowen showed an embarrassed shy smile, and Jeff nodded understandingly, maybe it was caused by some temporary accident, and he was ready to inform his colleagues who were in control of the city gate not far away to open the door for this unfortunate would-be knight, because the other party was a young man several years younger than himself, and it could even be said that he was a child, Jeff's tone became casual

"Hey, but you're a little late, and it's been a while since the martial arts exercise—"

As he spoke, Jeff suddenly noticed that the young knight's face immediately became serious, his brows furrowed slightly, his eyes sharpened, as if he wanted to open his mouth to shout something, could it be that I said something wrong? Jeff immediately thought so, but felt that it was wrong, because the expression was serious rather than stern, angry.

But then he also smelled a strange smell, a smell of blood mixed with a disgusting smell of decay, and before he could say anything, Jeff noticed that the young knight had made a shocking move

The man who called himself Shimkovin threw his helmet at the top of the wall, and the heavy helmet flew from the bottom of the wall to the top at high speed because of the tremendous force exerted on it, breaking through the air and making a rumbling sound towards him.

It's a long time, but it's actually only a few seconds, and Jeff doesn't even react in this interval, but his mind keeps spinning, isn't it, even if I say the wrong thing, I won't hit me with a helmet, and when he turns the thought, the helmet has come to his eyes, and Jeff finally reacts at this time.

He closed his eyes just in time to keep himself from facing the iron ball.

"Wow whoa!"

However, the helmet that he imagined was about to continue flying with his head did not arrive, but let out a strange cry and passed past his ear? Jeff turned his head to open his eyes, only to grasp the hilt of his sword in shock.

"This, what is this?!"

In front of him, the companion who was still complaining about the heat just now had disappeared, only a wriggling monster was there, the monster exuded a rancid smell like a piece of rotten meat, covered with black-red blood stains and coagulated yellow-black stains, but occasionally the bare interior was like human flesh peeled off the outer skin and blood removed, showing a pink flesh color, as for his companion, the broken leather armor was still sticking to the wriggling body, Jeff didn't even dare to imagine his fate.

The monster had actually approached Jeff just now, and it was going to wrap around Jeff at once and digest it slowly, but it was dazed by a helmet that came out of nowhere.

"Tsk, you're so fast! I knew I had asked you to give me a ride! ”

A voice suddenly sounded behind Jeff, it was the voice of the young knight, and he realized, but how could it be behind me? As soon as he subconsciously turned his head, he saw the young man who claimed to be a quasi-knight in the forty-eighth period.

The whole person was wearing a knight's light armor that was not heavy, but it was definitely not light, and he stepped on the city wall step by step, just like the strange thieves who flew on the wall described in the biographical novel, running on the city wall, and the combat boots stepped on the heavy wall while holding the sword at his waist, and then pulled it out, and the cold light of the long sword made Jeff's eyes hurt.

He happened to witness the knight step on the eaves of the city wall, and then the steel-clad boots jumped vigorously, and the whole person jumped with this force, and Jeff could even see his own shocked face flashing on the long sword, and the young knight rose into the air, his short flaxen hair dancing in the air, and his maroon eyes flashed like a sword.

"Hah!"

Then the long sword fell with his weight and strength towards the monster that had just been slashed, and Jeff could even see the air being slashed to the sides under the sword, and in fact Jeff did feel it, and he used his hand to block the energy that shaved his face painfully.

"Twitter, !!"

The wriggling flesh let out a piercing scream, but even if it did its best to muster up the rotten flesh all over its body, it couldn't stop Sim from falling from the sky, and the sharp blade of the steel teeth tore through its body like a piece of paper, and then simply split it in two.

It wasn't until the rotten touch on his hands disappeared that Chim exhaled softly, and the pale green data stream that was rapidly flowing in front of his eyes gradually slowed down

[Consume free attribute points, agility +2]

[Consumption potential attribute points, will +2]

[Warning: The character is trying to behave beyond its own attributes!] This is extremely dangerous! Please stop now! 】

[Warning: The character's physical endurance has reached its limit!] Please stop what you're doing now! 】

[Warning: The character's physical endurance has reached its limit!] Perform a will judgment retrieval, and if the will judgment fails, the character will fall into a coma! 】

【Will Judgment Searching......

[Will Judgment Retrieval Successful!] 】

[Warning: Character health starts to drop!] 】

[Reminder: The game is highly replayable, but players are requested to play under the premise of leisure and entertainment to protect their physical and mental health.] 】

[You have accomplished something beyond your own limits!] 】

[Permanent Will: +1, Agility Permanent +2]

"Whew, it really hurts......"

Seeing that the person who was talking to him was about to be attacked, Sim immediately made a rescue move, although he took some risks but the result was not good, he comforted himself so in his heart, but in fact he was also very afraid, fortunately it was the low city wall outside the Folding Sword Square used to protect the memorial, if it was the real big city wall of Inruta, he estimated that he didn't run half of the body because of the overload of the drive body and caused the health to drop out

Flying cornices and walls are actually a kind of specialty, and it is a very common specialty, Chim had this specialty in his previous life, this is a kind of specialty that he naturally obtains after the agility attribute reaches 20 points of transcendence, but no matter how common it is, it is not something that Chim, a person who has just encountered the middle of the white level, can access.

If it weren't for the 11-point will attribute caused by the crossing, as well as the ability of the legendary knight to control himself, and even the temporary support of the 14-point agility attribute reached, Sim didn't wait to run up to save people, and it was normal for him to fall to his death first.

But now it seemed that Sim was unfathomable, at least that's what Jeff next to him felt, and he said in a respectful, even, flattering, tone

"Great, sir? It's ......"

Sim shook his steel fangs, and although he knew that the sharpness of the steel teeth would not stain a single trace of blood, he did it to comfort himself out of an instinctive disgust for this disgusting monster

"An artificial monster."

Sim said lightly, then put away the sword and sheathed it, and did enough to be a master, raised his head to meet the guards who were even more hot in his eyes, and was very satisfied with his own style, and at the same time explained lightly in order to ensure the demeanor of the master

"To be precise, it's a lowly artificial monster randomly transformed from the Twilight Courtyard ritual, because they don't take this thing seriously for a while, so everyone calls this thing Rutmiint, which means rancid meat."

Jeff suddenly felt that the would-be knight in front of him exuded an aura of "I am a strong man" all over his body, and Sim was silent on the surface, and his heart was full of joy, of course, he completely forgot that just now he was trying to show the image of a "young shy knight".

Sim moved his nose and showed a more serious expression than before, he smelled a scent, not only the smell of blood mixed with the disgusting smell of decay emanating from Lutmiint's body, but also the smell of decay and staleness, and his face changed sharply, and he blurted out

"Here we go!"

Jeff asked, looking inexplicable, touching his head

"What began, my lord?"

Sim pulled out the steel fangs he had just put away, and he looked around warily, and then said to the guards who didn't know what was going on

"You don't have to worry about that, I have something to say to you, please remember, I don't know what your name is, Mr. Guard."

And Jeff obviously doesn't know much about how the tricks in the novels of the other world speak with the protagonists, and he interjects very ignorant of current affairs

"My name is Jeff, Lord Brech."

Sim glanced at him dissatisfied, secretly feeling that this kind of uninteresting guy would definitely not be an important character, and he deeply remembered that among the several protective missions he completed, the NPCs who talked a lot and gave few rewards were always the first to die

"Okay, Mr. Jeff, now your own and those of your colleagues are all in your hands, like the Rutmiint like just now will randomly brush around the city wall, appear, you need to take your colleagues to firmly guard the city wall, and then clean up these things, but this thing is actually very low combat ability, if you two or three guards face a Rutmiint, it will be no problem at all, of course, it would be better if there were archers, but remember that Lutmiint looks like rotten meat, But it is not afraid of fire at all, but it is very afraid of cutting with sharp weapons. ”

After Chim, who almost said the word "refresh", gave Jeff a brief explanation, he turned away without waiting for Jeff to speak, and watched the figure of the young knight disappear down the stairs before Jeff sighed and said something

"I didn't expect him to go straight down from the city wall."

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Ignoring the guard Jeff, Sim hurried down from the city wall, and on the way he eliminated two more Lutmiint, although this inferior artificial monster has a very low combat effectiveness, but because it is a dusk species, the level and experience given are quite not low, and an eighteenth-level Lutmiint can give him two hundred experience.

But in fact, when Sim saw them in the game, it was a level 28 copy, and these eighteen-level pieces of meat could only bring visual discomfort to the progress of their copy, and the experience punishment of crossing level 10 did not make Sim feel what this thing was used for except that it was too ugly and disgusting.

The rotten smell from the tip of his nose was even worse, and by the time Chim had finished the battle and rushed out of the small watchtower below the city walls, he could even see the sky, slowly turning a little yellow.

It's like twilight.

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Still coughing and hanging the bottle today......