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It was the second day of the knights' march to battle.

After taking care of the important matters on Alfred's table, Augustus temporarily handed over the cumbersome details in his hands to Elizabeth, and followed Albert out of Alfred Castle. On the lawn outside the castle, Albert, dressed in coarse linen, looked stern, no longer the peasant figure of Augustus when he first saw him, and his face was still rough and dark, but it only made people feel tough.

Augustus was at a loss, believing that if he could stand up, he would be able to stand up? For him, who was definitely an out-and-out materialist in his previous life, this causal logic was too strong.

Perhaps Albert also realized that what he said was too abstract, and in the face of Augustus's astonishment, he said indifferently: "Don't you feel that you can't understand it, it feels impossible?" Augustus, I can tell you that for people like the two of us with strong soul power, all the impossibilities in this world will become absolute possibilities in our hands. ”

Simple and domineering.

Augustus had a bitter face, thinking that if he had no memory of his previous life, only the memory of living in this fantasy world in this life, he might still try according to Albert's words, but the key question is that he has a deep memory of science and reality in his previous life after all, even if he knows very well that the environment he lives in this life and the process he has traveled through have completely subverted his worldview and scientific outlook, but how can the outlook on life that has been deeply rooted for 30 years be completely abandoned? So, it's not that Augustus didn't believe Albert, in fact he wanted to, but he really couldn't translate his belief into action.

He smiled hard, tried to scrutinize his words, and said, "I'm a very stubborn person, and I've always believed only my eyes. ”

Albert frowned and pinched his bearded chin, as if he couldn't understand what Augustus meant, but after thinking about it for a while, he still said, "Then let's change places." ”

The final hill after Alfred Castle.

Passing by the cemetery where Alfred was buried in the past, Augustus followed Albert to the foot of the final mountain, looking up at the final mountain that towered at almost 90 degrees, Augustus couldn't figure out what the difference was between changing places and coming to the final mountain, so he could only look at the first knight of the continent around him in confusion, waiting for the answer.

However, Albert did not mean to explain for him, he walked straight to Augustus's wheelchair, crouched down, and said in a deep voice, "Lie on my back." ”

Confused, Augustus reached out and grabbed Albert's broad shoulder.

Albert held Augustus's legs, his calves were tight and straight, and then suddenly exerted force, leaving a deep pit on the ground with one foot, he carried Augustus's body suddenly raised, at least 10 meters into the air, he only used the rocks of the cliff to rise again, in this series of processes, Albert's strong and thick strength is particularly prominent, his movements and his body, even if he is always in a state of vacancy, is still stable and powerful, and even Augustus who is lying on his back feels that he is not lying on Albert's back, but lying on solid ground, and he does not have a sense of unsteadiness in mid-air at all。

It's not high, but at least the final mountain at an altitude of about 300 meters was trampled under Albert's feet in a few moments.

Augustus's yearning for absolute power was also completely ignited, and then quickly spread.

Standing on the edge of the final mountain, looking at the cliff at his feet, Albert, who was carrying Augustus on his back, looked calm, and said: "I told you that only under the shadow of death can the human soul be transformed into physical power when it is on the verge of collapse, so Augustus, since you can only feel the power of your soul through persecution, tell me, do you dare to jump from here?"

That's why Albert carried Augustus to the summit of the final mountain.

Augustus pursed his lips tightly, and there was no emotion of surprise on his face, but at the same time, he was silent and did not speak.

After a moment, just as Albert's face was mocking and he wanted to speak, Augustus suddenly spoke, his tone firm, but helpless.

He said: "It's not a question of daring or not, the point is that my unconscious leg makes me simply unable to jump from here, dear Albert, do you mind throwing me off here?"

Albert was stunned, and then he burst out laughing.

What reason is there to doubt that this child can follow the path of a true knight?

He suddenly grabbed Augustus's arms on his back, and with a sudden force, he threw Augustus down the cliff of the final mountain.

What a lunatic.

......

Then, after about 3 seconds, Albert looked at the figure of Augustus falling at his feet, and jumped, obviously under the same effect of gravity, Albert's falling figure quickly caught up with Augustus, and then he grabbed a rock on the cliff with one hand, and firmly grasped Augustus's collar with the other, and hung Augustus on the rock beside him. After doing this series of movements, Albert did not look at Augustus again, he stepped on the cliff, and with the help of his strength, he also took off again, appearing at the peak of the final mountain.

A cold wind blew from the top of the mountain, and Albert's long, tousled gray hair danced with it.

He indifferently looked down at the weak figure hanging from the cliff at his feet, and said to himself: " Whether it is the power of fighting spirit, the power of knights to draw on the source of faith, or even the magician's challenge to the maximum extent of his own magic power storage, it is nothing more than an attempt to break through the limit, Augustus, there may be some things that I don't have time or way to teach you, but once you can successfully exceed the limit of death, then how far you can go on the path of knighthood, the decision is all in your hands, and what limit can be more interesting than surpassing the limit of death?"

On the cliffs.

Augustus clung to the rock in front of him and remained motionless.

Above him is the summit of the final mountain, and at his feet is the cemetery where Alfred is buried at the helm.

He knew that the only thing he could do now was to let his legs exert their strength to climb to the top, otherwise he would definitely not be able to climb to the top of the final mountain with his hands alone.

Then there are only two paths left for him: either to face death, or to face a wheelchair that he will never be able to leave for the rest of his life.

......

Leaving Alfred's castle early in the morning and returning in the afternoon, Augustus had planned to go back to the study to see Elizabeth first, and continue to work while eating, but when he appeared in the corridor of the castle in his wheelchair, he was confronted by Alfred's old butler, he frowned, and realized that old Vernon could not have nothing to wait for him here, so he also met old Vernon and looked at him inquiringly.

Old Vernon leaned over slightly, and whispered in front of him, "Miss Sophia left Alfred Castle alone in the morning, and went to the town of Loraine, which is not far from the castle, and encountered some minor troubles. ”

Augustus raised an eyebrow.

Did the seemingly docile little kitten finally show her true colors?