Chapter 227: The Death of a Knight

"You look so embarrassed, Lord Knight. The grass was swept away by the same stained hands, and a knight of the kingdom wearing a helmet with a visor attached to it walked up to Leon's side.

"Haha, it's not your turn to say that. Leon was exhausted, but a wry smile still spread across his face, and his eyes were fixed on the knight's bloodied left arm, whose entire arm looked as if it had been torn from his shoulder by a tremendous force.

"Gregory, how can you say that you are also the number one knight in the kingdom, what can take that arm of yours?"

Gregory heard Leon's words, lifted his visor with his remaining right hand, and collapsed beside the chief knight.

"Don't mention it. I've never seen such an ugly mouse, and the hell of a thing is that it actually uses a sword! But you're not that much better, are you? ”

The knights of the kingdom, who were originally fighting openly and secretly because of their different backgrounds, were like two old friends, leaning on the same big tree and teasing each other. When a powerful enemy appears that is enough to wipe out the entire kingdom, the conflicts that arise in the ordinary struggle for power are completely unworthy. Although Gregory had thought of using dishonorable means to frame Leon, when the rats attacked, neither he nor the Blood Lion himself could afford to take care of these minor incidents.

Almost immediately, Leon freed the noble knights who had followed Gregory's rebellion, and pardoned them all on the grounds of exceptional circumstances. This is an extremely rare thing, even in the history of the kingdom, such a large-scale pardon of rebellious soldiers is a rare thing, not to mention that the pardon order was issued by the rebellious blood lion himself.

"Do you know where this is?" asked Leon after a brief moment of silence due to weakness.

"I don't know, the last time we saw the place on the map was three days ago. If we had run far enough, we would have run out of the country by now. Grigory looked up at the canopy above and shook his head slightly.

Leon ripped some more leaves and handed them to Gregory, who, as a nobleman, instinctively resisted such an act by the Blood Lion. In his opinion, such a disregard for dignity for the sake of survival is really against his style. But feeling the heat rising in his throat, Grigory hesitated for a moment to take the leaves, put them in his mouth and sucked them in the same way as Leon did.

"It's not like that's what it means to go abroad, and that's not how those long-eared forests are. They are used to taking good care of their forests, but they don't know that this will only make them less meaningful. The Blood Lion said in a weak voice.

"Actually, I've always wanted to ask you about this. What did you go through on that battlefield? I remember vividly that you weren't ......like this before you went to war," the Kingdom Knight turned to look at his knight chief, "Hang Er. I didn't like you back then, but I wouldn't have done anything like that in Turbidity. ”

Leon just smiled at his subordinates' questions. The Blood Lion's gaze became very distant, as if he was looking at something very vague, and what appeared before his eyes was the battlefield that would wake him up from his sleep at midnight. Even though many years have passed, the scenes on the battlefield still make his heart palpitate. At the same time, the smell of blood also reached his nose.

"Something is coming. And this time it's not like the Bad Rat-Man. Gregor said in a very small voice. His consciousness had become blurry from the loss of blood. However, the aristocratic knight's fighting instincts allowed him to spot the enemy approaching them almost at the same time as Leon.

"Trust me, you won't want to see that guy. "Because of the angle, the Blood Lion's gaze spotted the nature of something approaching them earlier than its companions. He gasped, a bitter feeling in his heart. Because Leon knew very well that with the state of the two of them at this time, they would not be able to defeat the enemy in front of them no matter what.

Because it was a strong nezumi that was nearly half larger than a normal native nezumi, with grayish-brown fur and a blind eye. It's like the mutant ratmen that the Knight Chief once saw in Valley City, but this guy doesn't have the same intelligence in his eyes as his counterparts in Valley City. It seems that the bad rats killed by Leon just now should be in its service.

Gregory also turned his gaze to Leon's direction after noticing the knight's anomaly, and his reaction to the nezumi was calmer than that of the blood lion. Just because he was so anemic that he couldn't do anything like that.

The gray-brown nezumi followed the scent of his men into the woods, and when it saw the death of the nezumi, its distorted face took on a hideous expression.

"Hey, that guy looks like he's angry. Perhaps he had given up hope, and Leon even joked at this time.

"Could you please say a few words. Maybe it will treat us like a stone and let us go. Grigory said, half-closing his eyes.

Of course, the nezumi would not take the two culprits who killed their men for stones. Its long, ferocious eyes stared at the two of them, and its mouth opened slightly, revealing its yellowed but sharp teeth.

"Well, I didn't expect to die with you. "The Knight Captain knows that when the nezumi show their teeth, it means that their attack is about to begin. But the two of them didn't have a weapon, not even a stone, and the corpse of the nezumi killed by Gregory's sword was ten paces away, a distance that was enough for the opponent to kill them three times before they drew their weapons.

Sure enough, before Leon's words could fall, the rat-man had already pounced. Its target is the knight chief, who doesn't look so badly injured!

The Blood Lion struggled with all his strength, trying to dodge before his opponent's attack arrived. But his body was so tired that the short rest did not give him any physical strength, but instead allowed the damage accumulated before to explode at once. Looking at the nezumi getting closer and closer, Leon knew that this was probably the end of his life.

I don't know if the cheese boy has found an antidote to the plague.

This was the last thought in the knight's head. And then...... He was knocked aside from the side of the tree by a blast!

Leon couldn't believe his eyes, and at the last moment the nezumi pounced, Grigory slammed into him and saved him from the nezumi's teeth. But at the cost of having his throat brutally torn open by those teeth.

Blood, splattered from the wound. But it didn't last long, perhaps because Grigory's blood had already flowed too much along the wound on his arm. The noble knight who had wanted Leon to be dragged off the position of knight chief at one time looked at the blood lion with a surprised face and smiled. His mouth opened as if to say something, but the broken throat was clearly not enough to support him to make any sound.

"No!" the blood lion roared, he himself didn't know where the power came from to make a sound of this volume.

But the roar did not help the situation in front of him, and Leon watched as Gregory's body was flung by the rat-man's throat. The fragile neck was quickly torn apart by the force, and even the cervical vertebrae were chewed into pieces. The bodyless head rolled like garbage in the forest meadow.

Roll in front of a green boot.