It was as if a giant blue-gray ship with a spire had burst out of the water, and the sound was terrifying, and the water level plummeted by a palm, and everyone in the corridor was shrouded in its shadow.

The knights were roaring, desperately pulling their dark-haired companions back, but it was too late. When the upper and lower jaws of the giant object snapped, it was as if thousands of sharp stalagmites collided, and the force contained in the sound made people have no doubt that flesh and blood would be as fragile as cotton wool.

Poof, the giant monster fell straight back into the water, setting off a man-high wave, and everyone in the hanging corridor was knocked down by the oncoming water, and Pooh's eyes were foggy, and his ears were full of tides. She choked and coughed, water draining from her trachea and nasal cavity, then snot and gastric juices, retching as hard as she could, and her face was red. The girl trembled, and the afterglow of fear still controlled her limbs.

"Ah!!h

When her bruised lips receded slightly, Lady Cindia's screams pierced through the sky, like an ice-breaking pick piercing into her head. The female artist pointed to the section of the hanging corridor, where the black-haired knight had been, and his fellow knights were still clutching his legs, but his body was only half the length of the original.

Pooh's breathing stopped for a second, but he immediately noticed that there was no bloody scene.

But the black-haired knight was still alive, and he was reduced to a small man, half his height, and his costume and clothes were reduced according to their original proportions. Pooh looked at her savior in shock, and got up with an inexplicable expression, staring at his body dumbfounded.

"Ah~~!"

Mrs. Cindia changed her tone and continued to scream. Everyone's eyes finally converged on the general, he stretched one hand forward, his thumb buckled on the second knuckle of his little finger, and the other three fingers pierced out like a sharp sword, and his spell casting gesture was as steady as a towering hard pine in a strong wind, and he was the only one who was not knocked over by the waves.

"Stay away from the water," he said. ”

The general grabbed Pooh by the neck and dragged her to the wall, suffocating her. The brown-haired knight tries to appease Lady Cynthia, but the latter is out of control, grabbing and kicking as if everyone around her is going to kill her, making the knight feel bad.

"Madam, please calm down!"

"Ah~!" she pulled up a scale.

"You're probably going to attract what's in the water!" yelled the brown-haired knight, with a protruding blood vessel in his neck.

"Ah~!

The general exhaled, strode to the side, pushed the brown-haired knight away, and then slapped him backhand, the movement was sharp and crisp and loud. "Smack!" Lady Cindia, like a duckling choking by the throat, narrowed her eyes and refocused her gaze, and then began to howl as she put her arms around the silver-haired knight. The little pity that Pooh had at the beginning was gone—it was a terrible cry.

"How can you ...... a frightened lady," said the dark-haired "little man" knight angrily.

The general interrupted, "Knight Cologne, Knight Effie, Knight Annot." In accordance with the wartime regulations of the Esin military law, I, the former general of the northern standing army of the Kingdom of Essin, Kirstin, ask that you accept my command and obey my orders in order to protect the safety of the people of Essin. Do you accept the relationship of power and responsibility until the danger is over? ”

The silver-haired Effie broke free from the artist's octopus-like entanglement, and hesitated: "But now is not wartime, and we belong to the knightly papal order, not the active military ......"

General Kirsten waved his hand vigorously: "Accept, or not." ”

The three knights exchanged glances, and the silver-haired Effie replied, "Only at this moment, out of respect for your past fame, we accept any order that does not contradict the purpose of the knights. He took the lead in hugging his chest, followed by the brown-haired Cologne, and the black-haired Annott did not relent: "I accept it, out of the duty of a warrior." But your atrocities against the lady, I will not forget. Then he saluted as well. "Thank you for saving me, but what is this?" he said, pointing to his half-height.

The general shook his eyebrows full of fine lines, and gave a capable question full of military characteristics: "Three-ring change system, [Human Shrinking Technique]." What the hell are you doing in Gota?"

The knights were ashamed for a few seconds and immediately drew their sidearms. The sword is the knight's second life, but it is forbidden to carry weapons inside the Gota. Under the knight's repeated protests, the Night Phosphorus Master only told them that spells could create everything. They applied for good iron ore but did not have access to hammers and anvils, and they found a comprehensive description of weapons in the library, but no experience in minting. They have to use extraordinary means to solve conventional problems.

There are a large number of spells with the [Fire] prefix in the magical public spell pool of Gota, and it is not difficult to melt the ore, but it is difficult to obtain high-quality molten iron in the short duration of the spell. The knights tried to crush the ore, but the problem of how to make fine and equal ore dust held them back for a whole month. It wasn't until the Aston scholars stumbled upon the concept of sound waves in a naturalist class that the knights learned that the essence of sound is vibration.

A novel and extremely destructive second ring [Smashing Sonic Wave] solves the problem. The Two-Ring Plastic Energy System [Blazing Orb] is a very interesting spell, although the orb moves slowly and does not explode, its continuous and stable high temperature is very good, which makes the structure of the furnace more worry-free, and there is no need to consider air intake. They stacked mineral powder in a stone crucible, summoned the Blazing Ball to sink into the center, and used [pyrotechnics] to produce smoke carbon particles instead of charcoal, melted the mineral powder and filtered out the impurity slag, and the molten iron was cooled to obtain iron ingots.

If you don't have a sword mold, you can use [Protective Fire Damage] to take turns in battle, kneading the melted high-temperature iron ingots with your hands to make a sword embryo. The three knights worked together, one using the [Burnout Technique], and the other two wielding the [Bigby Strike Palm] power fist as a forging hammer, and they were forging swords when Lady Syndia began to experiment with illusions to gain prestige at the banquet. The merchant is forging a sword when calculating the output-to-profit ratio of the spell pool. The generals broke the spells and crumpled them, and when they wrote their military papers, they were forging swords. Bang Dang Bang smashed for three months, scrapped dozens of sword embryos. They have also been advised to stop, even if they succeed. But Master Night Phosphorus and the Grand Knight Master expressed their support with silence.

In the final quenching process, [Ice Ray] [Burning Hand] [Repair Technique] was repeatedly polished and maintained, and finally three ordinary knight swords were obtained. The knights' four months of hardship made them extremely proud, and what they didn't know was that the members of the Outer Law Department had a limited number of spell slots per day, and the casting cost a lot of additional 1st and 2nd ring spells, as well as the 3rd ring spells that had to be applied for in advance because they did not have much stock in the spell pool. These are paid by their supporters, i.e. the Knights, huge sums of money and other costs. It cost enough to arm a 200-man guard, but the Grand Knight Captain never said a word.

The black-haired Annott drew his proudly improved hand half-sword, which now looked like a long dagger. "Turn me back!"

The general said, "I don't know how to disarm the spell, so I can only wait for it to expire automatically." Does anyone know what it was?"

Pooh, who was almost ignored, timidly said: "It seems to ...... It's like a big fish. ”

"Fool, it's a shark, a shark! I've seen it!" Lady Cindia screamed, and regretted it when she saw that everyone was staring at her. Quickly cover your face. The water washed away the lead powder chalk off his face, one by one. "Don't even look at me. ”

"What fish?" a group of inland people who had been ancestral for more than ten generations looked at each other, the sea was too far away from them.

"Sharks. A carnivorous fish that lives in saltwater, a dwarf from Black Gold Bay brought me a wax specimen the year before, and he said that when it smells blood, it will go berserk and tear up and swallow the living creatures in the water. ”

"How big is the specimen?"

Mrs. Cynthia compared, and only one person was long.

"What does it perceive, eyes or ears?"

The artist shook his head blankly.

"Huh?" Silver-haired Effie noticed something, there was a lot of debris in the walkway that had been pushed up by the waves, and he pierced something with his sword and picked it up. At first, Pooh thought it was a rotting whole chicken, but when she saw five clear toes, she almost threw it up.

The boy's left foot was white, the blood was gone, and his flesh was swollen. ”

Cold......

Everyone turned blue and waited for the general's order. The situation is more serious than imagined, someone has already died, and before the tower owner comes, he must save himself.

Comparing the circular corridor on the second floor to a doughnut attached to the inside of a tower, five adults and a girl are trapped on half a doughnut, the way up is broken, and the way down is submerged under water. The surface of the water hides malice, as if there is a row of sharp teeth under each ripple. Of all these people, Pooh is the weakest and most powerless, and even Cindia, who is as stupid as a hen, has a reputation and status that makes the knights willing to protect her. After experiencing cold water and fear, she especially longed for someone she could rely on. Pooh didn't have anything, she groped her whole body to find something to support her courage, and all she touched was a soaked muffin. Thinking of Mr. Merchant's determination to flee, Pooh let go and left the muffins in his pocket. She hugged herself tighter, shivering.

"Spread out. "With the size of that fish, one blow can hit us all, the corridor is too narrow, everyone stick to the wall and keep a distance of 10 Sami at a distance, and the three of you will use the weapon enchantment at my command." Defend in place and wait for rescue. ”

With the exception of Mrs. Cindia, everyone felt that the tactics were reasonable.

Pooh and Mrs. Cindy were placed at opposite ends of the doughnut, with the others in the center, so that several fighters could support each other as quickly as possible. Mrs. Cindia was reluctant to move, because in the position of the two sections, there was only one way to escape, and she was even more insecure. She knew it was useless to plead with the general, so she tugged at the knights, and finally the black-haired Annott offered to switch places with her.

Then, who will exchange it with itself. All Pooh could have was the weakness and helplessness of a little girl, and she looked at the general, biting her lip, revealing the tips of her fingers that had just been scratched at the slate, and three fingernails split. The general looked at the wound and nodded slowly, "You stand in the center." ”

Pooh was finally relieved that there was someone willing to shelter her.

The six of them dispersed and listened to the rising and falling waves. The circular corridor wasn't wide, from the base of the wall to the edge, but the width of the two men was the distance of Pooh's stride, so when the waves rose, some of them would rush to Pooh and then slowly flow down the floor back into the water. The water touched the cracked nails again and again, and it hurt so much. Pooh had to think of something else in his head to ignore the pain.

Cord is dead. The thought tormented her, the haughty, aggressive little bad fellow who liked to wag his tail at Lady Cindia, who died like a lump of meat sauce, torn and ground and wailing in the teeth of a big fish.

The thoughts were worse than the pain, and she forced herself to switch topics.

Can the big fish see her? Can it hear? Or does it follow the heat like a snake?

“...... He said that when this thing smells blood, it will go crazy and tear it apart and swallow the living thing in the water......"

Pooh was stunned, the wave was unconsciously bigger, just slapped on her waist, and now it had spilled to her neck, and the water flowed down her shoulders and arms, dripping from her fingertips, taking away a trace of scarlet from the wound, and flowing back into the water.

Her teeth began to chatter as she looked at the general, who was 10 Sami away on her left. "General, I can ...... Switch places?"

General Kirstin's eyes were firm, and his voice was emotionless. "Stay there and don't move, Pooh, don't move. ”

He knows! He did it on purpose!

Pooh was cold from the top of his head to the soles of his feet. I thought that the general took pity on her because she was injured, but in fact she was injured and had tactical value to stay here - she was the bait.

The corridor was not wide, and if she stayed at both ends, the shark rushed up, and several combat forces were crammed into the narrow space, unable to swing their swords horizontally. In the center, they can wrap from both sides, so the bait should stay in the very center of the hallway.

The wave was bigger and slapped Pooh in the face, and she took half a sip. Something underwater senses that if you stir the water vigorously, you can taste a hint of it that makes it extremely excited.

This arrangement cannot be called by the general, because then the knights would have insisted on bandaging Pooh and then bleeding themselves as bait. This is tantamount to sacrificing a "horse" to replace the useless "soldiers", and the general does not allow this to happen, which is not in line with the optimal allocation of troops.

Pooh thought bitterly, "Yes, Kord, you're a pawn like me, but you're eaten earlier."

She wants to open her mouth to ask the knights for help, even if it will offend the general, even if it will disrupt the tactics.

"I ......"

A streamlined black shadow burst out of the water and lunged at her.