Chapter 16: The Origin of Silver (Part II)

Just as the tiger leader Gu Jian was about to cut off the werewolf boy's head, his piercing laughter stopped abruptly, "How is it possible?!" With horror, the leader glanced at his chest - the light blade that glowed with turquoise light had pierced the tiger leader's chest from behind. The moment he saw the terrifying blade of light stabbing from his chest, he could barely believe his eyes. So, he turned his head to see who was the Divine who had sneaked up on him from behind.

What he saw was a young knight. This is not the armor of the French knights, the armor of France is much more fancy.

This set of immaculate silver-white armor with only a few carvings belongs to a knight of Pantoracan!

"How is it possible! There is a human on this shijie who can sneak up from behind without me noticing?!" the leader shouted incredulously.

"Don't stink, damn orcs. Arthur said indifferently, "When you get carried away, you are full of flaws. "With a light saber, he wanted to split the orc leader in two!

But the leader pushed the blade of his sword away, fell forward, and fled!

"Stinky boy, who are you?!" the tiger man clutched his lightsaber-scorched chest, furious.

"You're dying, do you need to tell you?" Arthur sneered, ready to slaughter the tiger man. The boy has never shown mercy to his murderous enemies.

The leader of the tigers knew something was wrong. He was very confident in his armor, thinking that it was impossible to be injured by an ordinary sword blade. However, the young man's lightsaber in front of him pierced through the gap in the tigerman leader's armor with precision, severely injuring the leader.

This guy is not a good guy! His blow is not just a sneak attack by luck, he hides his breath, finds the best time to make a move, and through accurate calculations, delivers a fatal blow!

Obviously just a thin teenager. But this knight in front of the tiger man is very calm, has a brain, and his killing methods are also very skillful and ruthless! This young man may have already experienced a hundred battles and defeated countless opponents who are much stronger than him!

The badly wounded leader of the tigermen knew that he could not defeat the knight now. No. Even if his body is in good condition, he may not be able to win!

The only thing he could do now was to run away, bring back the news that the silver wolf Beverf was here! It wouldn't be long before a large army of hundreds of Fierce Fang warriors would wipe out the place!

The Tigerman Leader made up his mind in an instant, and he immediately turned his fist into a frenzy, and threw a punch at the knight.

The knight flashed to the left, and then slashed! There was pain in his arm, and the tigerman's arm was opened by the knight's sword!

He stepped back and threw another punch in pain!

There was a terrible pain in his arm, and the tigerman's arm was shattered by the knight's sword!

However, the tiger man had already planned to give up this arm and just want to save his life!

You can escape. With his confident foot strength, even under such serious injuries, he can escape from the pursuit of the enemy!

However, the leader of the tigermen was stunned.

In the village that should have been destroyed, there were countless young knights. Each of them looked exactly like the young knight just now.

This is some kind of illusion, and the tiger man knows it in his heart. But when he was seriously injured and panicked, he couldn't tell which one was an illusion and which one was a Buddha-figure. He hesitated, pondering which way to flee.

Hesitation on the battlefield, but extremely deadly!

Arthur had already gone around the back of the tiger leader and split the orc leader in half!

The head of the tiger man, which landed on the ground, rolled for a short distance and was stopped by the knight.

"Well, let's guess? Will the fox man who came to collect your body in the future probe your brain in order to investigate your cause?" said the young knight, half-teasing and half-serious.

There was a look of horror on the tigerman's face. Without lungs and vocal cords, he was unable to make a sound. But the gaze seemed to beg the young knight to hasten to destroy his head and make it easier for him to do so.

"Wow, it really moves-" Arthur poked the tiger's head on the ground, "The legend that the Hun people can live for a month even if their heads are cut off turns out to be true? The tiger leader blinked. The glint in his eyes began to fade, and it was a look of giving up hope and taking the initiative to accept his fate.

Originally, he didn't need to fulfill this guy, after all, this bandit was a murderous scum, and being probed was the most suitable fate for him.

Arthur was moved by a hint of compassion.

"Okay, you go all the way. After speaking, the young knight raised his sword and fell, and completely destroyed the opponent's head with a few swords.

(It's just a gesture anyway.) The stench of charred corpses wafted through the air, and the knight knew it was not a good place to stay long.

"Next—" The young knight walked over to check the dying werewolf boy on the ground, "are you still alive?"

"What's your name?" asked the knight Arthur without emotion.

"Bedi Bedivir. The werewolf boy replied in a low voice, "It was the people of this village who gave me the name." "Well, then, Bedivel," asked the knight, crouching down in front of the werewolf, "I can leave you here, for you will surely die with your wounds, and I may take you back to the Order for treatment, but I do not guarantee that the fellows of the Order will heal you."

Even if you are cured, they may put a collar on you from now on, and serve you like any other orc slave until you die—after all, you Hungarians are such lowly creatures -

Do you want to die with dignity, or do you want to live in a humble way?Answer me. The werewolf boy closed his eyes and thought for a moment, the pain in his body made life worse than death, but he had already made up his mind. What he had to protect was too important for him to leave it alone.

"I want to live. Bediwell whispered, "No matter how painful it is, you still have to live." "[To live] and [to live] are two completely different things. The former carries the hope of life, while the latter carries the weight of responsibility.

He lived, but never really lived. Even dignity can be thrown away, just to survive every day - that's, how unbearable.

Knight Arthur looked at the boy with a hint of disdain on his face.

"Good. The knight took off his cloak, wrapped the scarred werewolf boy, and slowly dragged him away.