Chapter 30: After Dawn

"What are you talking about, Mr. Ostenon!"

At this time, when Sim was stiff and unable to speak, Her Royal Highness stood up, and Sylvia frowned, her bright eyes staring at the expressionless Osternon, whose high purple ponytail flicked back and forth. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Instead of chasing the Twilight Courtyard, not checking whether the other party still has any sins, not counting the losses in all aspects, and not gathering the citizens to clean up the scene in time, instead of making things difficult for the heroes who have made significant contributions here."

Listing these regulations one by one, Silvia's eyes became serious, cold, and her tone became stiff

"So, Captain Ostenon, should you give me, your majesty, and the kingdom an explanation? Who gave you this right to question the heroes of the kingdom, my savior?! ”

At this moment, although her appearance was a little embarrassed, the momentum of Princess Romanand on Sylvia's body was still superior to before, and her voice was deliberately raised, so that many people below could hear it clearly, causing a commotion.

"Hey, what did Her Highness the Princess say? I can't hear you very clearly. ”

Civilians, guards, and even knight apprentices began to whisper,

"Looks like the guy is questioning the hero or something......

A young guard heard a little, and responded to his companion

"Ah, didn't that young guy just give that villain a good look."

This is an ordinary middle-aged man who came by himself, his hands are protruding, he looks like a craftsman, he scratches his brown hair with his rough palms, and the new clothes he is wearing have been stained with a lot of blood, but they are still well protected, he said with some puzzlement

"Shhhh

The middle-aged guard made a gesture of silence, and he vaguely remembered where he had been, and saw the figure of the same middle-aged man on the big scene

"What's wrong with the big guys, can the big guys be unreasonable, he was killed by monsters so many people, where is he."

The middle-aged citizen was still indignant, and similar conversations took place in other parts of the square, gradually forming a buzzing noise.

But Osternon was not swayed by Sylvia's words and the uproar she caused in the crowd, but made a simple, or somewhat rude, etiquette to Sylvia's breasts slightly, and then said with the same expressionless face

"Forgive me for being rude, Your Highness the Princess, the so-called 'hero of the kingdom, your savior' in your mouth, I didn't see it below, but instead saw a thug of unknown origin and ill-intentioned who was infiltrated into the academy that cultivated the future pillars of the kingdom and tried to get close to Her Royal Highness, or rather, a spy."

Before Sylvia, who was already frowning, could speak, Ostethenon stepped forward and asked aggressively with that expressionless face

"Yes, Mr. Shimkoving."

Although his mind was in a mess and he had no idea what was going on, Chim still stubbornly met Osteenon's seemingly insipid but sharp eyes.

He knew this middle-aged man, and he also knew the question of his identity and origin, but he never thought that the two would be related, Osternon, the current head of the Royal Knights of Romanand, a golden high-level powerhouse who is less than eighty years old, is known as the most talented knight except for Vilas, although Sylvia is the chosen one, but she only has the potential Compared with Osternon, who has been a golden powerhouse for many years, she is just a little girl, and even many people think that Osteron will break through the legend within ten years, Beyond Vilas.

Because of the legendary growth of Villars, who was born as a knight and servant, and his many years of service for Romand, Osternon, who later became famous and a great nobleman, often mentioned it with him, but the latter is rightfully regarded as the heir to the former.

"I don't understand what you're talking about, Mr. Ostenon, I remember that when I entered the Central Knight Academy, I would conduct a detailed investigation of the identity of each student, and then send it to the cabinet headed by Prime Minister Felix, are you questioning Prime Minister Felix?"

Although there was still some uneasiness in his heart, Chim still chose to continue to insist on his identity without any problem, but in fact, even he himself didn't know exactly where this body came from, and his origin of this identity was even based on other people's descriptions, and his memories of that period of travel...... Not...... Chim felt like he was starting to have headaches again, but this time he generally knew how to deal with it.

He focused on the scene, tried to empty his mind as much as possible, and did not think about his missing, vague memories, if it was on other occasions, he might still endure the pain to see if he could recall something, but in the face of this kind of occasion, although the surface is calm, but the underside is surging, and if he is not careful, he will never recover, he can only do this.

"You mean the Shimkovin Brecch from the countryside of Bulgali, whose father died in the war in his early years, and whose mother died of malaria later?"

The uneasiness in Sim's heart became more and more intense, he vaguely felt as if he had forgotten something that was very fatal to him, and then with Ostenon's words, the uneasiness in his heart exploded directly, as if he had fallen into a quagmire, and even his thinking stagnated.

"So, where did you learn the martial arts, feast dance steps, inherited from the dirty, bloodthirsty dark elves underground?"

Oops, oops! It turned out to be here! Chim finally noticed this, and he habitually thought of it as a game

In games, although IsolatedSystem is known for its high-performance AI, it is impossible to be picky about the skills used by the player.

Those skills with faction and racial characteristics generally have special requirements, such as Sim helped a dark elf clan destroy another clan in order to start the feast dance, and also stipulated that he can no longer believe in the gods of the elven gods, after all, the AI is not a real person, as long as you are a player in the same camp, who will care if you use a dwarven battle axe or a druid's battle staff.

But this is the real Anlundale continent, not the IsolatedSystem game that Sim has been in for decades, the underground races are simply barbaric and unclean incarnates in the eyes of the earthly races, not to mention the dark elves who walk in the dark and advocate killing and desire, and their natural reputation in the earthly race is disgust.

"Or, can you explain what that blow from the attack on Arrasabai has something to do with the Temple of Shadows?"

Sim's face grew paler and paler, like a wall painted with the inferior white paint, the blood on his lips faded, and he stiffened, and could only whisper meaninglessly.

"I....... I ......."

Osternon didn't press much, just looked at Sim motionlessly, and then added the last sentence, waiting for his answer with a blank face.

"So, who are you?"

He knew that he could refute it at this time, and he could also use his knowledge that was far beyond Osterenon to fool him, and in Chim's memory, there were at least four martial arts that could simulate similar feast dance steps and killing shadows, without being blamed for the source.

However, he only had the fingers holding the steel teeth of the broken sword tightly, and the hilt of the paulownia wood made a low squeak under the power of the golden rank, and his bloodless lips trembled, and the words full of words were stuck in his throat but he couldn't say a word.

Sylvia, who wanted to say a few words for Chim, only opened her mouth, but did not make a sound, she also remembered that Shim had taught her before, and also used to make fun of her martial arts that did not belong to Romand, "Reverse Cross Slash", but after experiencing that battle with Chim, she firmly believed that this young man had a heart that truly belonged to a knight, that kind of pure, it was impossible to flicker on the spy of some other country who plotted against him!

However, as the princess of Rolmande, she could not be arbitrary on such an occasion, she set her eyes on the stunned Chim, and at the same time made up her mind in her heart that if Chim said a reason, no matter how absurd that reason, she would fully support him, and then save him!

Come, talk about it! No matter how ridiculous, how ridiculous, as long as you contradict him!

Sim also felt Sylvia's hopeful eyes, but his pale lips were still trembling, he couldn't say a word, he even wanted to run away under that look, he couldn't respond to that look!

Because, because

Chim's inner roar was the kind of human voice that came from the depths of his soul, desperate to the extreme

I! I don't know!

I don't know who I am! I...

"The daughter of the Brenoah family is here, can you let me say a few words?"

It was a clear voice, as bright as a lark in the valley, long golden hair draped over his shoulders, a pair of emerald eyes full of determined light, even though the light armor on his body was no longer as bright as before, but the stained blood and white face revealed that unique style.

"I don't know who this classmate of mine is, and what he has to do with the so-called dark elves, the Shadow Sanctuary."

Liliania pulled out the long sword at her waist with a thud, and the shiny blade pointed to the square below, and then said word by word

"All I know is that he's here fighting the cultists of the Twilight Courtyard, and I'm not seeing you."

"All I know is that he saved all the civilians and the future pillars of the kingdom here, and you, I don't see it."

"I only know that on this high platform, there was once a knight who sacrificed his life in exchange for the glory of the word knight."

She paused

"And now, you are going to use the crime of using martial arts of unknown origin, and here, to question a young man who is completely worthy of knighthood, do you want to tell me, tell this high platform, and tell the people of the whole continent that this is how Romand, the country of knights, treats a knight like this?!!!"

As soon as Lilinia finished speaking, someone immediately picked it up, it was the strong man who followed her, Albuquerque, and he also put away the smile that had been hanging on his face more than heroic, full of seriousness

"In the same way, although not as illustrious as the young lady of the House of Brenoah, the Albuquerque of the House of Tanasan is here to inquire of you."

"If you were to do this to a knight of good character, would all the people in the future be guilty of this laughable suspicion?"

"Can you, as a senior, inform us of these would-be knights, if such a noble and shameful behavior can be denied by your casual suspicions, then, knights, what does it really mean!!" Please tell me!! ”

At the same time, the would-be knights and knight apprentices who had gathered at the bottom and rested separately did not know when they walked up to the high platform, some of them were so seriously injured that the blood continued to ooze through the bandages and gauze, staining a large patch of red, and some were covered with scars all over their bodies, grinning in pain when they moved a little, but at this moment they gathered on the high platform, one after another

"The eldest son of the Elvi family, I ask you for an answer."

"The second daughter of the Evelyn Selt family, I have you in question."

"The youngest son of the Florence family, I would also like to know your answer."

"Geraldine's heir, listen to your answer here."

"Please tell us !!" ”

The young knights, with their wounds on their bodies, shouted together, men and women, regardless of age, as they had just formed in the battle with the Twilight Courtyard, forming a common, powerful voice.

As the knights shouted, the civilians and guards also moved, they didn't dare to directly confront the middle-aged man who looked tall, but they couldn't tolerate that they could only watch the young men who had been protecting them, and the little girls dragged their injured bodies forward.

They spontaneously formed a queue, silently standing behind the would-be knights and knight apprentices, becoming silent but powerful support, armor, leather armor, cloth clothes, different clothes mixed together at this moment, but not cluttered, but formed a dignified and thick feeling.

"You, you ......"

Chim looked at this scene, his heart inexplicably settled, his face was not as pale as before, and he could make a slight sound, and then he suddenly saw Lilinia standing at the front of the queue, although her face was serious, her eyes were firmly fixed on Osternon, but the hand hidden behind her back was under the cover of Albuquerque's strong figure, making some small movements.

Is that... The Hedda military command gesture I taught her? Is the right finger holding the garment between the left hand? Sim's head seemed to be a little lost, and he carefully made sense of Liliania's gestures.

Wait, signal, run away?

Run away?!! Before Sim could react, he found that the previous dim yellow mist suddenly filled the high platform, and the twilight courtyard went and returned? As soon as Chim turned the idea around, he denied it, because he had fought countless times with the Twilight Courtyard and immediately recognized that it was just a bluffing fake.

Then he immediately felt his arm grabbed, and the voice of Her Royal Highness the princess sounded in his ears

"Come over here, Mr. Knight."

Chim then understood what was going on, it turned out that the righteous appearance of petitioning for the people before was simply deceiving Osternon, and Lily and they had no hope of using that way to persuade Osternon who was notoriously stubborn.

Soon Liliania's imitation of the mist was seen through by Ostenon, the power of the golden powerhouse exploded, just a few waves of his arm, the wind brought up by the sleeve tore the whole mist, and it was at this time that Chim used his body that was still in the golden rank to shake slightly, out of Sylvia's hand, he turned over and whispered

"It doesn't seem to be a good idea that the princess assists the unidentified thugs, and I think it's more realistic for the thugs to hold the princess hostage."

Then the fog lifted, and all saw the sight of Her Royal Highness holding the slender neck of Her Royal Highness with her left hand, and the thug standing on the outside of the high platform was confronting the head of the Royal Knights, Mr. Osternon who had stopped a few steps in front of him.

"Mr. Osteinon, don't you leave Her Royal Highness alone?"

Chim waved the remnant sword in his right hand as if threatening Ostenon, but the latter was unmoved and still approached step by step, and then Chim smiled slightly, and in the latter's indifferent gaze, the broken sword suddenly slashed out a pale white sword qi, and the sword qi exploded directly between the two, and the fierce wind swept up the dust and gravel on the ground, and even pulled off the strap of Sylvia's hair.

At the same time, Sim let go of his left hand, showed an apologetic smile to Her Royal Highness the princess beside him, and whispered quickly

"I'm sorry, Your Highness the Princess, but I'll be back and I'll give you an explanation."

Sylvia tucked her windswept hair and blinked, smiling with a narrow smile on her face

"Is it like the promise that was made here thousands of years ago?"

Sim was choked by this sentence and couldn't speak, so he had to look elsewhere, his maroon pupils reflected Liliania's long golden hair, and the girl's emerald eyes glaring at him fiercely, and the strong man Albuquerque, who was smiling with a big mouth, woke up, and sighed helplessly, past these familiar classmates, he also saw other people who were not very familiar, who had seen one and two faces, the juniors who could not be named, and many more, unknown citizens.

and the stern-faced old man Willas, who seemed to feel Chim's gaze, nodded at him with a smile on his serious and old face, and even not far away, the knights who had been silent lifted their masks, revealing a familiar face of Chim, and bowed their heads at him.

The thug Shimkovin fell behind him under everyone's gaze.

"Goodbye, Inruta."

The strong wind from the fall blew his already messy hair scattered, Chim said with a smile, and then heard a small, familiar voice in his ears.

"Transfer!"

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On the high platform, Osternon, who was placed together by Sim and everyone, was still expressionless, but faintly glanced at the faces of the knight apprentices from Sylvia to Vilas, to Lilynia and all the would-be knights, and said

"Himkovin Brecch will be treated as a wanted criminal for taking the princess hostage and attacking the king's ministers, so—"

"The charge is treason."

Then, ignoring the angry gazes of the others, he was about to leave, but a slightly old voice made him stop

"I will ask Your Majesty to return the task of apprehending the traitor Shimkovin Brechch to the Knights of the North Winds, and send the Knights of the North Wind and the Knights of the Central Knight Academy of Inruta to capture him."

But Ostethenon then continued to walk away, but this time he subconsciously touched the sword at his waist, as if he had not heard the words of Vilas that only rang in his ears

"Your path... Wrong...... Os..."

The corners of his mouth seemed to hook up with an imperceptible sneer, so just wait and see, teacher.

Volume 1, The Struggle Before Darkness, End!