Click!

At the moment when the tip of the Holy Sword was about to leave the rock, an unstoppable suction force suddenly came from inside the rock, which actually exceeded Kenneth's soul power, and instantly dragged the Holy Sword back into the stone.

"Damn it!"

The prince sat down on the rock in prostration, his face pale with exertion.

King Gary's face was blue and white, and his palm instantly scratched it, and after finding that there was only air in his hand, he let out a long breath helplessly:

"It still doesn't work. ”

"I'm really sorry, father. ”

Kenneth struggled to his feet, his eyes fixed on the hilt of his sword, a trace of reluctance and resentment on his face.

"It's not your fault, go back. ”

The old king waved his hand dejectedly, took a step, and turned away in silence.

“......”

The prince remained alone, looking at the sword embedded in the rock, and after pondering for an unknown amount of time, he found that the sky had become dark, a sign that night was beginning to fall.

"Since you can't get this holy sword, then ......"

A strange smile appeared on Kenneth's face, his eyes cast on the distant night sky, he put his hands behind his back, and said coldly: "I have to forge a magic sword of my own!"

......

Glamorgan, Earls Court.

Charlene was half-lying on her side, her head resting on Are's lap, her short hair spilling all over his knees.

"The moon is so beautiful today. She said softly.

"You think it's beautiful, just because you haven't seen it in a long time. ”

The black-haired knight held the golden spear in both hands, constantly infusing fighting energy, and he firmly believed that the power he injected could not disappear out of thin air. Either they are absorbed and stored by weapons. Either that, or it's converted into something else.

"So...... Even if it's a pretty thing. As long as you see it often, you don't think it's pretty?" asked the green-haired girl, covering her face and feeling a little nervous.

“......”

In the face of her jumping thinking, which is often off the line, Yalei feels that silence is better than everything, and it must be wrong to say too much.

"Is not speaking a tacit acquiescence?"

Charlene kept her hands on her face, her body bounced upwards like a fish, hit his head with her forehead, and then burst into tears......

"Don't make a fuss. It's all once a month, what else do you want. ”

The black-haired knight rubbed her forehead for her, and then patted the girl's head:

"Get up, I'm going to practice my sword. ”

"I'll accompany you!"

The green-haired girl turned and jumped up nimbly, took advantage of the situation to draw the saber from Yalei's waist, and then picked the tip of the sword at him, and shouted with great interest:

"Come on, come on!"

"Okay, I'll go get a sword......"

Soon, the quiet night was interrupted by the sound of a dense sword strike, which lasted like the sound of high-speed iron striking until it approached dawn. Yalei took a cold shower with a sweat and started a new day's work.

Train the new army - exercise the fighting spirit - try to activate the golden spear - take a break - learn the sword.

This is the life that the black-haired knight has been repeating all this time. It's exhausting, but it's also fulfilling.

Even with the help of the spring fairy, he didn't pin all his hopes on the golden spear, and always planned to increase his combat power from another angle. Learning the sword light that you haven't mastered yet is obviously the most effective and the most opportunity-based method.

And since getting the holy sword of Arondaite, Yalei has not slackened his swordsmanship, but unfortunately it seems that it is really a matter of talent, and the skill of sword light is a bit too high-end for him.

So far, he has only mastered the most basic sword style skills.

However, the black-haired knight is very patient, and he has mastered the power of origin, so can't he still learn a sword light?

It's okay to progress a little slower, just lay a solid foundation and take it one step at a time.

In fact, due to the permanent amnesia of the Furnace Broken Steel War Paint, Yalei was completely unaware that the rank of swordsman had a bonus effect on the swordsmanship skills he learned.

And the berserker rank, in addition to the super easy ability of frenzied enhancement of combat effectiveness, is a reduction effect in all aspects (perception, precision, weapon mastery).

Therefore, it's not that he's stupid, it's that the rank is not good.

......

Seven days later, on the border of the province of Mauritania, the southern barren swamps.

A carriage left the city through the side gate, and in the twilight it raced down the wilderness path, clumps of weeds and strangely shaped branches darting past them, and the outline of the dense forest ahead drew closer in the muddy humidity.

"How far is it, sir?"

Nancy asked the aquatic horse pulling the cart in front of her.

"It's almost there. ”

But when the girl asked it again a quarter of an hour later, the water horse replied:

"It's almost there. ”

It replied three times that it was almost there, and finally a few strange trees with their rhizomes soaked in water came into view, and the brightly colored miasma and water flow vaguely appeared in the mist, getting closer and closer.

"Kasha!

The girl secretly called out to her friend in her heart, and after receiving a faint but clear response, she continued:

"The place that the lord said has arrived. ”

The lord in Nancy's mouth refers to the snake that eats the body, one of the five major source powers, and the two of them have just found a clone of the great lord to worship the mountain, and took the opportunity to inquire about the matter of Paled.

His Majesty the King Snake is very satisfied with the behavior of the god of spring water and prophecy to abandon the darkness and restore the identity of the goblin, and the spring goblin belongs to the branch of the ocean goblin, so he naturally has a good impression.

For a conceptual god who was born almost at the same time as the world, as long as it is pleasant, such a trivial matter can naturally be solved.

The Serpent of the World told them that the scholar who was fluent in the Palean language was in the dense forest ahead, and had sent an aquatic horse to lead the way.

In the face of the monarch of all the ocean goblins in the world, such a generous treatment from His Majesty King Snake, Kara was naturally moved, feeling that his hundreds of years of divine life was simply a nightmare, and he only hated that he had not left the Western Continent earlier.

“......”

The aquatic horse moved its hooves through the misty woods, his steps steady and light, his head held high, his green eyes sweeping the hazy canopy, and he watched his surroundings with some vigilance.

In the depths of the mist, countless orange-yellow light sources hung silently, glowing with a faint halo in the mist, like stars in the sky at night.

The hooves slashed through the air, stepping into the liquid beneath them, causing ripples in circles, slowing down as dots of water scattered.

It was born in this rainforest, and having spent one hundred and twenty years here, it is well aware of the nature of aquatic creatures, and only by crossing the surface with the gentlest steps can it protect itself from those monsters. (To be continued.) )