Chapter 3: Challenging the Limit

"Strong physique!"

"Perseverance par excellence!"

"Both of the above are needed!"

Tyrone, Borlet, Augustus, all three of them gave their own answers. Tyrone gave Augustus a look of indifference and disdain at Augustus' slightly plagiaristic answer, and Borlight smiled all over his face, a rather playful smile on his lips.

Guliglan shrugged his shoulders, knowing that he had asked a very boring and stupid question, and then swept over the three of them with a smile, and then said, "In another way, how does a powerful knight become strong in strength?" Is it training day in and day out according to the knightly statutes? Is it to enter the army to gain experience through actual combat? Or are you racking your brains to practice some bizarre skills? ”

Subconsciously, all three of them froze. They came here precisely because they didn't understand.

When Augustus heard these three rhetorical questions, he subconsciously gave a negative answer in his mind. He was not an immature teenager, and Augustus, who had long been familiar with human affairs, could tell from the slightly teasing tone of his eyes that these three were definitely not the right answers. But even with the wisdom and experience accumulated in previous and present lives, Augustus did not know how a powerful knight could become strong in strength. This question may seem very simple, but it's actually very difficult to answer.

Therefore, Augustus could only wait, waiting for Guliglan to give an answer.

Suddenly, under the raunchy and sloppy appearance, an indescribable peerless sharpness erupted, like a sword buried in the sand suddenly dug out, revealing a peerless dazzling light.

Under that temperament, the three Augustos felt that they were unprecedentedly small, and even gave birth to an inexplicable tremble, and then Guliglan's face showed a signature smile. But at this moment, it seemed to have an indescribable insidious and iron blood, and said with a slow smile: "I'll tell you the answer, it's to challenge yourself again and again." ”

After saying this, Guliglan returned to the temperament of a sloppy uncle, and lazily leaned against a stubbornly growing tree trunk in the corner of a huge rock, and took out a piece of beef jerky that had dried up a little from nowhere, and nibbled on it with a pleasant expression.

The three of them looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

Whether it is Tyrone, an orphan who has been at the bottom of society since childhood, or Borlet, who lives in a deceitful aristocratic world, or Augustus, who has nearly forty years of social experience in his past and present lives. None of them are stupid and stupid people. Although Guliglan simply said four keywords and pushed the limit. But they can't just think that they just want to tell them that being a knight is just about pushing the limits.

As he walked at a steady and careful pace on the very smooth rock beneath his feet, surveying his surroundings and looking down at the turbulent pool below, a terrible thought suddenly crossed Augustus' mind, and his face turned pale. Tyrone, who was also observing the situation around him, and was planning how to communicate with the already taciturn Guliglan, Borlaite also noticed the change in Augustus.

Under their nervous gaze, Augustus took very small steps and cautiously walked towards the front of the huge rock that protruded under his feet. Because the waterfall on the opposite side was like a huge white satin hanging in the air, and the front of the rock, which was only five or six meters away from the waterfall, was covered with water stains. As a result, the already slippery rock is full of dangers and unpredictable traps.

In Tyrone's surprised eyes, Augustus walked forward step by step, and finally did not know how long it had been. Augustus came to the front of the boulder, and the sound of the waterfall whistling like a galloping horse sounded in his ears, and he looked at the splashing water of the waterfall that had been rushing down the boulder, like a deep pool of black bloodthirsty mouths. Augustus subconsciously retreated, but at the moment when his feet were about to retreat, Augustus paused with great willpower.

The back was soaked with sweat. In his previous life, Augustus didn't know why some rich people liked to risk their lives with high sums of money, but at this moment Augustus seemed to understand a little. It's a wonderful thing to be in the aftermath of a life-threatening event.

"Is this what pushes the envelope?" The corners of his eyes were already soaked with sweat from his face and the water washed down by the waterfall, and Augustus muttered to himself.

"Tyrone, we seem to have met a madman!" Looking at Augustus standing at the bottom of the waterfall, Borwette smiled at Tyrone at his side with his chin in his left hand.

Tyrone nodded undeniably, a stingy smile appeared on his cold face, and said, "If we weren't crazy, we wouldn't have chosen to come to the Stebord Forest and follow Guliglan, the craziest and most deviant knight in the Noxian Empire, to be a knight's acolyte!" With that, Tyrone walked cautiously towards the cliff in front of the rock.

Because the shoes under his feet are not non-slip shoes, Tyrone's thin body will shake a few times with every step, and it looks like a mature dandelion, which may be blown away by the wind in the next moment.

Tyrone's face was as pale as paper, but he didn't hesitate and continued to walk. Walking more cautiously.

Borlight looked at another partner who was joking with his life, and shook his head helplessly, and then looked at Guliglan, who was still gnawing on the hardened beef jerky under an old tree, the man of the sixth knight of Noxus, shook his head helplessly, and cursed in a low voice: "If you want to live with two madmen, you must also become a madman!" If I had known that this was the case, I might as well lie comfortably in the ancient Zamont castle and be a loser nobleman! ”

That being said, Borlet, an aristocrat who never wanted to be in a lonely relationship with people, was cautious, but without hesitation, walked towards the smooth rock that symbolized the dividing line between life and death.

When the three of them watched cautiously at the road under their feet, they did not realize that Guliglan, who had been carelessly nibbling on beef jerky, had somehow raised his head to look at their swaying figures, with a sincere smile on his face that they had never seen before.

"Well, boys, I, Gulliglan, have recognized you as my knightly boys." Guliglan muttered with a smile in his eyes.

Augustus turned his head, wiped the sweat on his face and the splashing river water of the waterfall, and shouted at Guliglan, who had already stood up like a tower, and shouted: "Lord Guliglan, is this considered to challenge the limits of self?? ”

Guliglan didn't deliberately make things difficult, nodded simply and directly, and said, "Count!" But it's not enough, it's not enough for you to become a powerful knight. The voice was no longer lazy, but felt like a sober giant lion roaring, full of sharp breath.

Augustus, whose body was already shaking, was supported by Tyrone and Borlet, who had arrived one after another, and shouted loudly: "Please tell me how to become a truly powerful knight, Lord Guliga. ”

"Jump!" Guliglan looked at Augustus, who had a fanatical face, and said in a calm but incomparably loud voice.

Augustus froze for a moment, then smiled, turned around, and then exhaled vigorously when Tyrone and Borwright were shocked and had not even recovered from Guliglan's words, and then walked to the outermost cliff of the boulder, kicked his feet hard, and jumped into the black side of the waterfall like an abyss.

At this moment, Tyrone and Borlet were completely stunned without any pretense, and they stood in front of the boulder in a daze, looking down at the bottom that they were already destined to find no trace of Augustus and fell into the blue pool.

At this time, the calm voice of Guligran sounded in his ears again: "Jump! ”

Tyrone had recovered from the shock, slowly let go of Boldlet's hand, and slapped the splashing waterfall alone, showing a sincere smile to Boldlet, and said, "Officially introduce myself: my name is Tyrone, a civilian from Wosilt City with no surname, Boldlet, I hope you can remember me!" ”

Say, Tyrone jumped into the deep pool of splashing water.

Borwette stood in place and said with a wry smile: "Crazy, crazy, in a crazy world, only crazy people are normal people!" Tyrone, Augustus, I'm coming! ”

With a terrible roar, Borwette jumped into the deep pool of splashing water.

Squatting on the huge rock that Augustus, Tyrone, and Borlight could not forget in their hearts for a long time to come, Guliglan stood like a giant. Even if the splashing waterfall water invaded him, he couldn't let his body shake, and touching the thick stubble on his chin, Guliglan looked at the dark Tan below, and muttered to himself: "Is it better for a warrior to surpass the limit of physical fitness, or for a magician to surpass the limit of nuclear weights, is it better to surpass the limit of death?" There are so many knights in this world that there are like ants, and there are only a few who may climb to the top, why? It's nothing more than being able to try the 'suicide' that most people don't dare to try! Kids, I'm sure you're one of those lucky guys, after all, not everyone can survive this kind of adventure game, or I'd not be the sixth knight of the empire, but the sixth hundredth knight of the empire! ”

"Maybe I, Guliga, can cultivate a seventh knight of the empire in my hands!" Suddenly, something called ambition appeared in Guligaland's languid eyes.

Guligerans, the well-deserved Sixth Knight of Noxus. Known for his deviant, he was called a chivalric heretic. (To be continued.) )