It was a beautiful dusk that shimmered with a warm glow like a flame.

The young Kruvien clutched an adult's short sword tightly in both hands, and stubbornly raised his head in the black crowd.

"Kruvien. Bonaparte, my dear little Clen - why do you take up the sword? ”

An old man with a face that could not be seen clearly put his hands behind his back, bowed his head slightly, and spoke in a kind tone.

Faced with the old man's question, the young Kruvien did not hesitate: "I want to protect everyone!" Please give me a weapon, elder! ”

The sharp and crisp voice of a childlike child echoed through the crowd, causing everyone to laugh out loud.

The old man chuckled as if disappointed by Kruvien's answer, and as if relieved.

"If you hold a sword, how can you hold your friend tightly?"

The elder smiled and handed the small round shield to Kruvien, "Here, try this." ”

"Shields, shields?" Kruvien's small face flushed with anger, "This kind of garbage is not a weapon at all!" Only a cowardly incompetent person would carry it on his back to feed the wolves! ”

"No, no, no......"

The elder had a meaningful look on his face: "You remember, little Clen. The sword is the warrior's hound, and the shield is the warrior's friend. ”

"But, the elders...... If I hold a shield, I won't be able to hold a sword," Kruvian's little face wrinkled, and his tone was full of dissatisfaction, "In case my friends are in danger, should I use my shield to shoot them?" ”

"Yes. Exactly. ”

More than he could have imagined, the elder affirmed his words in an extremely firm tone.

"Hold up your shield and rush before everybody."

"Maybe no one will remember your name - people will remember the crossbowman who shot the most kneecaps of the enemy, the pikeman who skewered the most stupid big cavalry, the swordsman who had the most blood on his sword. But they ignore you. ”

"But you have to have the same pride in your heart as the crossbowman, the pikeman, and the swordsman."

"You are not proud of your achievements, but you are proud to have protected your friend's head."

The elder looked down at Kruvien. There was an inexplicable light in his eyes.

"There's no better little warrior for a shield than you, little Clen."

“…… All right. If you insist. ”

Kruvien drooped his head feebly and reached out to take the shield appointingly.

Then, he suddenly remembered something, and couldn't help but raise his head and ask with doubts: "In other words, I just need to stay by my comrades' side to block arrows and spears for them in the future?" It's so easy...... Can you really be called a warrior? ”

"-I can't."

Surprisingly, the denial of the elders is just as neat.

"Little Clen, remember, the place that belongs to you is hell. Your personality is like this, don't try to escape from hell. ”

"You're going to die. Sooner or later, one day you will die on the battlefield. ”

"Still. You must not let the battle behind you die in front of you-"

Yes, from the day he became a shield defender, Kruvien knew that sooner or later there would be this day.

In the shadow cast by the sword of the heavenly fire, the mountain people's shield defender did not retreat but advanced, and ran towards the center of the sword forest without hesitation.

will die.

There is no doubt about it. Kruvien accepted this.

This is the result of a rock-solid will. It's not a dying madness.

Guided by his clear will, Kruvine rushed to hell without hesitation.

With a shield in his left hand, Cruvien charged Claudia to the death.

"Ahh

He roared meaninglessly, the anger of death burning on his face, the anger in his eyes almost bursting. The cowardly do not dare to look at it at all.

At this moment, the flowing fire in the sky slipped and fell.

"The silver in the elder's courtyard is like a spring. The bright morning star fell, and fell into it—"

I don't know why. A sentence from the Elder of the Lonely Mountain's canon crossed Kruvien's mind like a fragment of a meteor.

That's exactly what it is, like the fall of the morning star.

A large number of "morning stars" burned like fire and dripped like water.

The dark gray flames almost buried Claudia directly into it.

"It's ...... What......"

Claudia looked up. Gazing at the falling silver flames, almost drowning out the entire vision, he muttered in an almost dreamlike voice.

The gray flames gathered around her.

The number is more than a hundred. Each beam of fire was enough to scorch the ground within fifty feet, but now the silver swords that these flames turned into fell around Claudia!

It's as spectacular as a hundred monsters being divided into a punishment.

No. If you want to describe it, it should be a meteor beam directly bombarding the surface of the planet.

But just before Claudia was sliced apart by the silver sword that fell from the sky, Kruvien rushed over with a roar.

He accidentally stepped on a ball of dead grass on the way to charge. The turbid gray flames that burned quietly on the dead grass bit his left ankle without the slightest accident, and quickly tore at his calf and swirled up.

Just as the gray flames spread to her waist, Kruvien had already staggered past Claudia and ran behind her.

Before that, his shield had been thrown towards Claudia's other side, and the chain wrapped around Claudia in a circle.

The silver-gray sword has begun to fall.

In the end, Kruvien only had time to use all his strength to throw up the blade shield, and the iron chain slid in Kruvian's hand, and the iron chain wrapped around his wrist quickly untied the distance of the blade shield, and the blade shield flew out more than ten meters in only half a circle under the action of centrifugal force.

As soon as the shield had just turned half a circle to reach the farthest point of the arc, the chain shook violently, and Claudia was violently thrown out by inertia.

Claudia flew out for nearly two hundred yards before hitting the tree, and even though her kinetic energy was almost exhausted, her body shook as she slammed into the trunk of the tree in the back of her heart, and vomited a mouthful of blood.

Under the heavy impact of her body, the snow on the big tree shook off in one go, directly burying most of Claudia's body.

Before Claudia's vision went dark, she saw that Crovien's body was pierced by hundreds of silver-gray swords from all angles, firmly pinned to the ground, blood splattered everywhere.

"Ha ......"

What she didn't know was that Kruvien was still not dead at the moment.

He gasped and smiled sinisterly.

You can feel it.

The bones creaked and cracked, the bone marrow burned, and the burning breath came from the body. Inside leaked out.

But along with the tears in the skin, there is a force that explodes far beyond the usual.

This is also the reason why he was able to throw Claudia so far in the end, throwing it out of the enveloping range of the gray sea of fire in one go.

His eyes were immediately charred by the heat in his body, and silver flames poured out from several holes in his face.

The remaining strength is probably enough to do one thing......

Crovien let out a hoarse, airy laugh with his burnt vocal cords, and threw the shield that ejected all the blades and increased the speed of rotation in a certain direction.

That's where the attack came from at the beginning.

Even if the other party deliberately hides it, it is impossible to hide it from Kruvien.

His field of vision, which was burned by fire and pitch black, suddenly lit up with a warm glow like flames.

"Finally, little Clen, you have one thing to remember...... That is, heaven is on the left," the elder's voice gradually echoed in his ears, getting louder and louder, "the warrior to the right—"

Listening to the tearing sound of the distant blade shield hitting the flesh, Kruvien finally stopped suppressing the poisonous fire in his body, and let out a hoarse laugh, which was completely engulfed by the large gray flames that suddenly burst out in his body, leaving only a hoarse and vague voice like a ghost echoing:

"--Lao Tzu will go to hell and pull you along!" (To be continued......)