In the land where we live, people are accustomed to divide the quality of weapons into 6 levels, corresponding to 6 letters, from top to bottom: S, A, B, C, D, E.

Among them, E-class weapons are the most common, and can be purchased at any blacksmith shop, or even a street vendor. It is also the weapon used by the lowest level soldiers.

D-class weapons need to be tempered and forged a lot of times, and the finished D-class weapons are the pinnacle of iron weapons, and most of them are used in the elite units of the army. It is also quite popular among well-known mercenary groups.

Classified C-class weapons are relatively rare to be found on the market, and most of them are made of some special materials or techniques.

For example, the Elven Clan's weapons are made from oak trees unique to the Elven nation of Alfheim, and the Dwarven Clan's unique smelting and forging techniques ensure that their creations are firmly in the C-Rank.

The weapons crafted by the dwarven blacksmiths are also the main source of C-rank weapons circulating in human society. C-class weapons, also known as "micro-energy weapons".

Starting from the B-class classification of weapons, it is a magic weapon in the true sense of the word.

The corresponding magic array is engraved on the weapon made of materials that can carry magic, so as to achieve the effect of "Demon and Martial Arts Double Cultivation" with the help of props.

Odd, who wields a magic weapon, can often exert exponential combat power in battle.

Weapons in Tier A are conceptually identical to Tier B weapons. It is only classified according to the materials used to make the weapon and the strength of the magic circle engraved on the weapon.

Logically speaking, most of the magic arrays on B-rank weapons are some auxiliary magic or less powerful magic.

As for the S-class weapon, it is a weapon used by the gods that only appears in legends. For example, Father Odin's Meteor Spear Ganggnir, Thor's Hammer Miornir...

- "Encyclopedia of Weapons of the Navia Continent"

On the continent of Navia, only one weapon can be called the "Holy Sword". It is the magic sword weapon that shined during the "First Abyssal Calamity", Charlotte "Light Wind".

In fact, Charlotte was not born for the purpose of fighting, so in terms of material and magic array power alone, it can only be regarded as a B-level weapon at best.

At the time of the First Abyssal Calamity, the Bledsoe Empire, together with the Elven Kingdom and the Dwarven Kingdom, formed an offensive and defensive alliance to the west of Navia.

In order to show the sincerity of the alliance, the elves and dwarves worked together to create this wind-attribute sword, which was given to Alex Lane, the "Guardian", the fourth king of Bledsoe at that time.

Charlotte's hilt and gauntlet are made from the oldest oak trees on the shores of Elven Lake, and the body of the sword is made of wind spirit ore with a small amount of meteoric iron, and is made of the famous dwarven master Gould Copperbeard.

Charlotte's hilt is engraved with the elven green leaf insignia, and the gauntlet is the dwarven symbol of the hammer of the earth.

Lane IV fell in love with this delicate and dexterous saber and personally gave it the apt name Charlotte "Breeze".

The reason why Charlotte can be called the Holy Sword is largely because in the process of resisting the first Abyss invasion, Alex held Charlotte in his hand and was invincible in the Abyss Legion.

Even on the final day of the showdown, Alex personally decapitated the lava dog Garm.

Since then, Charlotte "Light Breeze" has become famous in a fight, and has been known as the "Holy Sword" by the world, and Alex has earned a title that will accompany him for the rest of his life - "The Guardian". (Meaning the one who defends Navia)

However, after Alex's death, because Charlotte's sword took a light route that was not suitable for traditional classical knights, Charlotte was kept intact by the Ryan royal family in the royal palace of Shixin City.

It wasn't until the Byzantine expedition that this legendary weapon was handed over to Kaye as a coming-of-age gift to Kaye in advance.

At the moment of the handover of Charlotte, Byzantium said only one word to Kaye.

"Don't disgrace its brilliance. ”

............

Kaye gently rubbed the mark on the hilt of his sword, and put Charlotte back on his waist.

The surrounding battle was almost at the end of the sweeping stage, and he witnessed the death of the invincible Black Knight Master in his eyes, and the robbers had no intention of fighting.

"Lay down your weapons, and those who surrender will not be killed. Disobedience and stubbornness are the only way to die. ”

The voices of the knights of the Second Legion rang out one after another. The robbers laid down their weapons one after another, awaiting the fate of their captives.

Seeing that the overall situation was decided, Kaye left two teams of knights to deal with the prisoners and clean up the battlefield. He led the rest of the knights to aid Gad.

............

However, just as Kaye and the knights were hurrying to the other end of the battlefield, a tall war horse wearing a black blindfold and a black coat approached.

On its back, a strangely old-looking knight tugged at the reins feebly.

A black button-shoulder cloak hung loosely over him, and the black hood was lazily draped around his neck, swinging up and down with the jolting of the horse.

Judging from the eyes and eyebrows of the black knight, his real age should be far from being so old.

But on the surface, there was not a trace of blood on the black knight's face, and the bags under his eyes drooped heavily.

His bare skin in the air wrinkled like an old man on the verge of death.

The black knight stopped more than a dozen meters in front of Kaye, his frenzied gaze and zombie-like face in a terrifying and stark contrast.

He placed his right hand, wearing a black leather glove, into a fist on his left chest, and bowed slightly in a standard knightly salute.

"Ira Young, see His Highness Kaye. I wonder if Your Highness is still satisfied with my hospitality?"

A hoarse, low, hollow voice sounded from the mouth of the black knight, like a voice from the netherworld, which only made Kaye and the others feel that he was getting farther and farther away from the realm of humans.

"Do you know me? have we met before?" Kaye asked with some confusion as the man who identified himself as Ira Young revealed his identity.

"No, no, Your Highness, this is our first meeting. Bledsoe's prince is not something that everyone can see. But..."

Ella Young paused slightly. I don't know if it's an illusion, Kaye actually saw a smile on his stiff face.

"I'm not Hogg's stupid big guy who can command a battle alone at this age, with an adult winged lion with him, and the wooden hilt and gauntlet have elven and dwarf emblems on them.

I really can't imagine anyone other than the heir of the Lane Empire who could do all three at the same time. As far as I know, there is only one child of His Majesty Byzantium.

Well, my Highness Kaye, although it is the first time we have met, it is not good to ask such a question.

Are you ready to go to the underworld?"

As soon as the words fell, he didn't wait for Kaye to answer. The black war horse scurried forward, and the distance of more than ten meters was instantaneous, and the black heavy sword came with the breath of death.

Kaye had no idea that Ira Young would behave so perversely. In desperation, Kaye could only draw his sword on the spot, wanting to block the Black Knight's attack.

Unexpectedly, Ella Young's bony body erupted with incredible power, and the huge inertia involuntarily knocked Kaye off his horse.

However, the Black Knight's plan did not come to fruition.

I saw Kaye stiffen his waist and abdomen in the air, spun around beautifully in the air, and landed firmly on the ground.

He rubbed his wrist, which was a little numb, and the moment the two swords intersected just now, it only made him feel that the bones in his wrist were about to break.

"You guys go to Squadron Leader Robert's side first, there's Augustine here to help me, there will be no problem. ”

Kaye stopped the knights who wanted to come forward to help, and even if they relied on their help to defeat Ira Young, the knights would definitely suffer a lot of casualties, which Kaye didn't want to see.

The knights, knowing that they might be more counterproductive in such a battle, made a decisive decision, bowed to Kaye, and walked away from Ella Young's flanks.

During the whole process, Ira Young did nothing.

He played with the black heavy sword in his hand with great interest, which had been cut off by a third and now looked more like a rectangular piece of black iron.

It turned out that when Ella Young attacked Kaye just now, Augustine reacted immediately, but unfortunately because Ella Young was too close to Kaye's position, he still didn't have time to arrive by a fraction of a margin.

However, the Black Knight's heavy sword was hit, and Augustine, who saw Kaye being knocked away, was furious, and slashed off the tip of the heavy sword with a single claw.

"The sharpness of the Winged Lion Clan really lives up to its reputation. ”

Ira Young, who seemed to be completely unconcerned about the damage to his weapon, gave a faint sigh of admiration and unhurriedly took off his leather gloves.

A palm that was only left with Sensen's bones appeared in Kaye and Augustine's eyes.

Kaye had heard as a child that knights who tarnished their faith and threw themselves into darkness would be punished by the god of justice, Vansayti.

The more powerful the Fallen Knight, the harsher the punishment will be. Until the end, the Black Knight will be disqualified from being a human.

Kaye had never seen a high-ranking Black Knight before he met Ira Young, so he had always thought it was just a folk rumor, exaggerated.

But at this moment, Kaye suddenly discovered... The rumors are actually true!

Ella Young regained his grip on the sword with his skeletal right hand, a satisfied expression, and then raised his sword and charged at Augustine, fighting one man and one lion.

Of course, if Ira Young could be called human.

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