Buzz! Buzz!

The fragments of the Wheel of Fortune flickered, emitting a soft light that gently enveloped Dante.

This scene can only be seen by outsiders, but Dante is inexplicably caught in chaos.

What no one noticed was that the broken Gort Cross longsword also disappeared.

"What are you afraid of with a little hardship?"

"I'm not old, but my tone is not small. ”

"I'm not bragging, I'm not afraid of hardship!

"Not bad!"

"I'll be your mentor from today onwards!

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Familiar scenes, familiar words, when I look back, I am already in tears.

"Teacher..." Dante muttered, looking at the old figure.

No matter whenever, no matter where, no matter how old he is, his back is so straight, tough as a mountain, just like his stubborn and lovely personality.

He was a traditional strict teacher, but that's how Dante respected him and missed him even more.

"Dante, I hope you will remember the Eight Virtues of Knighthood, as we said when we first met!

The pictures of careful teaching flashed one by one, or scolding, or praise, or pride, or harsh...

This is the magic of the wheel of fortune, where all the influences of history are preserved by him.

"Teacher, my strength is still too weak, what should I do? I can't protect the precious things I want to protect. Am I not a good knight?" said Dante, sobbing silently.

Shout!

The picture turns again, as if in response to Dante.

Fast forward to decades ago, when Hans was still in the prime of life, and he was also a Knight Captain of the Knights of the Holy See of Light.

Dante looked down on the land, and he saw Hans fighting bloodily on the front line, and the knights were dressed in silver-white armor, but they all turned black and red in the end!

They are ordinary, but they are not ordinary. The battlefield has always been cruel, death is everywhere, and the comrades who laughed with you one second may die the next. So a true knight also needs a strong heart, otherwise he will completely collapse at some point.

Luckily for Hans, he survived the battles. At the same time, he was also unfortunate that he had to carry his dear comrades back one by one after the battle every time.

Until one day, a great war comes!

Without warning, the demons learned the information of the allies and launched an attack at a weak point in time!

And Hans's knights are the first and last line of defense!

There were only 300 men in the regiment! Their original task was to ensure that the logistics route was unblocked! Now they must protect this lifeline!

Once the lifeline is breached, it is not only a shortage of food and medicine, but also the possibility of turning the whole situation upside down.

"Knight, when are the reinforcements coming?"

In the face of waves of rushing enemies, even the most powerful knights will have times when they are weak.

A young knight, Hamilton, shouted at Hans, he was so tired that he didn't know how long he had held on.

"Our route is known to the enemy, communication has been cut off, reinforcements... I don't know..." After slaying another demon warrior, Hans panted and looked very sad.

He knew that the news was cruel, but he would never hide it from his comrades, and honesty was a knight's virtue.

That's a bunch of stubborn and cute guys.

At the same time, Hans also believes in the firm faith of all people, and even if there is the slightest wavering, they will eventually persevere!

This was fully mentally prepared from the moment they stepped on the battlefield.

"Is it over, Knight?" said the youngest Hamilton, who did not panic at the threat of death.

"Keep going and we'll win. Hans's eyes burned as he stared at Hamilton.

For those of them who have their heads on their belts, they can be very indifferent to death.

"Knight, you're dead, I'll help you send your things back home. I'm dead, you help me. If we are all unfortunately killed in battle, then wait for our comrades behind us. Hamilton slashed sideways, murderous.

"Fearless, hold your ground, don't forget our faith, we can't give up!" Hans roared, his face hideous, his armor half shattered, and his blood stained the scorched earth.

The remaining 100 or so people were in their hearts, and of course they knew their duty and the consequences of losing the defensive line.

"For the faith!"

More than a hundred people faced the retrograde charge of thousands of enemies!

This is a shocking feat for anyone.

They regarded death as home, fulfilled the oath they had made in the Holy See, and spelled out the word guardian with a capital letter with their blood and soul.

"Kill!!"

The war will not stop because of your fatigue, and the Knights are falling one by one, and they seem so small in the midst of the tide of enemies.

Of course, the corpse of the demon lying on the ground also indicates the knight's victory.

"Hamilton..."

Hans's vision was blurry, and as far as he could see, he was alone.

What a similar scene, in the face of unrivaled power, in the face of a desperate situation of mortality.

"White Tea Knights, charge!!" Hans raised his cross-sword and let out the strongest voice of his life.

I will not compromise!