Chapter 17: Yaohui Camp

"The Emperor will recruit you into the Knights of Yaohui, which is really beyond my expectations. This was the longest sentence Seton had ever said to his proud disciple, Arashi.

The two of them walked along the long road leading from the Imperial Palace of Origin City to the inner city, flanked by the flowers and plants of the Imperial Garden, and the gardeners who trimmed and cut their faces—none of this was enough to arouse their ideas.

Lan Falcon was flattered, and hurriedly replied in a low voice, "Master, do you think that my qualifications are not enough to serve in the Yaohui Knights?" He had already seen through the master's mind, and from the master's tone, he could hear the extremely suppressed surprise of the legendary leader of the Yaohui Knights.

Seton didn't stop, his pace didn't slow down in the slightest, and he didn't mean to answer Arashi's question. Looking at the master's not very tall and steady back, Lan Falcon dared to ask.

The master and apprentice walked out of the boundaries of the Tiangai Imperial Palace, and came to the inner city of Yuanxin City, the area of the aristocratic residential area and the exquisite small handicraft market, and the streets were full of various noble disciples or some nouveau riche merchants with flashy faces and bloated faces.

The legendary hero who had performed a miracle during Andres III's war of expansion had nothing but disgust with these nobles, but he also knew that the army he commanded and even the most elite troops in the whole world had a huge expenditure from these nobles in a peaceful era without war and plunder, and he had to greet everyone who walked in front of him, whether it was a fat lady with heavy makeup or a gentleman with a pretentious mustache.

However, this situation is about to end, as he is on his way back to the camp of the Knights of Yaohui.

Arashihan was well aware of the Master's style, and he was expected to take him to the camp of the Knights of Yaohui that could only be barely known in secrets and legends. This made him excited, as if he would soon become the leader of the most courageous order in the world.

Of course, in addition to banishing the Shadows, maintaining peace in the realm, and deterring the Northern Star Republic, he also has a hidden heart for revenge - against Ima Rod, of course. Since he was a child, Arashiha has looked down on the boy who can interact with the woman he likes when he trains in his competitive team, that cheap slave, that servant in a rough short white shirt, who can bring himself down and destroy the buck sword that he is proud of.

Moreover, the crusade against Yingma would be a legitimate feat and be blessed by mankind all over the world, because he was completely convinced that Yingma had become the bag of the Seven Swords of the Evil Heart, and would become their pawn, and he was willing and impatient to be able to kill this pawn.

These thoughts floated in his consciousness, and his eyes couldn't help but lose the stern ferocity that Setton had been taught. But it doesn't matter, because Seton is ahead of the curve.

"You don't attend the Emperor's dinner tonight. After saying this, Seton walked into a watchtower, which was still connected to the high walls of the palace, and the red and gold-edged narrow triangle flag of the Tiancani Empire at the top was still fluttering in the wind.

"Yes, Master. Arashi was slightly annoyed, but he was able to hide the reprimanded feelings in his tone well. He consoled himself with the vanity of being boasted about in front of the emperor, but what he gained was the reality of the Knights of Yaohui.

He immediately guessed that the so-called secret camp of the Yaohui Knights was underneath this watchtower, but he immediately realized that Daoyuan Heart City was a completely plain city, and the water source also came from underground water, and if a huge hole was dug rashly, it would only cause the city to collapse.

What the hell is Sedon doing? Arashihara followed closely behind, hoping to use his own judgment to get the secret camp of the Knights of the Glory Emblem - correct judgment would bring the Master's praise and self-confidence, which was one of the rules of learning under Seton, and Arashifala was clearly the beneficiary of this rule.

Inside the watchtower is like all watchtowers in the world, except for the upward staircase that takes up a third of the space, the rest is the soldiers' sundries, wooden boxes, beds, and somewhat messy weapon racks. Seyton didn't react to any of this, instead waiting for Arashiko to come in and closed the door. "Take a deep breath and keep your eyes open. ”

Then he tapped lightly on an inconspicuous iron plate on the stone wall.

Arashiko had expected some secret door to open and lead underground—or a secret passage to some secret location in the city.

In fact, the "click" sound was only a yawn.

Arashi's surprise was a yawn, a lazy, old man's yawn, impatient and surprised.

Down the stairs was a man in a somewhat dirty nightgown, with a beard and a withered face. The old man was so frightened at the sight of Seton that he rolled down the stairs, and clung to the floor for a long time before he got up, like a sloppy duck that had been carried and thrown to the floor, fluttering its ugly wings.

"Lord Seton, what wind is blowing you here?" the old man tried to pretend to be an army soldier standing, but that made him look even more embarrassed and funny. Arashi covered his mouth, trying to hide the smile in his eyes.

Seton snorted lowly, and glanced at the old man's left foot with a fierce gaze, and the old man immediately lowered his head, and found that one of his shoes was not properly worn—the heel was exposed, which was undoubtedly an offense to the leader of the Knights of Yaohui, who emphasized etiquette and military discipline.

When the old man hurriedly put on his shoes, Seton spoke, "Batten, open the door." And the old man Batten seemed to have seen the subtext of Seton: "I will hold you accountable for slackness in your duties later!"

Arashifalcon looked at Barten with interest, expecting him to open some cellar or secret door inside the bottom of the little watchtower.

Sedon closed his eyes slightly, but even then his vigilance did not decrease, he was still a seasoned and dangerous leopard.

But the funny old man, Batten, chanted obscure incantations and waved his withered hands, almost imperceptibly different from the charlatans of the buskers. But in a moment, a deep purple light slowly emanated from the stone wall on the left hand side of Seton and Arashi.

The light formed an oval circle, and the stone wall inside slowly faded away, revealing a vague scene—Arashiko could barely tell that it was the sky and the ground, judging from the upper part of the blue and the bottom half of the green.

At this time, Lan Falcon's smile slowly retracted, because he had heard various versions of the legend, and the common content was: that is, there is a type of person in this world who does not have the slightest knowledge of ordinary spells, whether it is a basic elemental spell or a forbidden mind spell, but there is a talent in spells that cannot be replaced by others, that is, a spell that has always been shrouded in various mysteries and has various names.

And what Lan Falcon remembers most is this spell, the spell that jumps from one space to another, and the name is called "Jietu" by some artists who perform for the nobility. The fact that this spell can transcend the boundaries of time and space for extraordinary travel is still a fitting name.

"Let's go!"

Seton gave a command to wake Arashiko from his trance.

The old man, Batten, grimaced and fearful, waited for the two legends of the Celestial Empire to cross the Gate of the Realm he had created.

"What if it's a trap, what if the door on the other side of the door created by this old man leads to the abyss?" he thought to himself, and it was reflected in his expression. So Seton glanced at him, and just walked slowly through the door.

The Gate of the Boundary.

But it's only a two-step walk, and it's no different from a beaded curtain through your bedroom.

Arashi assumed that he experienced a few seconds of dizziness, and then saw that Seton was still standing in front of him.

It's just that Batten, the watchtower, and the source heart city are all left on the side of the so-called Gate of the Boundary Burst, there is only an endless grassland and pure sky on this side, and there are no mountains in the distance to block the view, and you can directly see the fusion of the grassland and the sky.

And you can see some buildings in sight, all of them are low houses, or rather, a village, an unremarkable village, surrounded by galloping horses.

"The Knights of the Glory Knights' camp, the outpost against the Shadows, Ilaghar!"

Seton's voice and explanation shook Arashi, and then the shouts of the army's drills were heard in his ears, which pulled him back to reality.

The two of them walked silently towards the camp of Ilaghar Yaohui, where a large humanoid creature hung from the entrance of the village, or rather the camp.

The creature looked the ugliest and most horrible he had ever seen in his life, though it was still roughly human-like (though Arashihara swore it could not have been such a terrible human): his scalp was full of filthy folds, his eyes had been turned out, his fangs were still exposed, his two sides of his face were covered with a mouth full of tattered teeth, his body was dressed in tattered leather armor, most of his dead gray skin was exposed, and a few feathered arrows stuck in it, his feet with three toes hung in the air, and the most disgusting thing was the damp strips of slime that hung from the monster's body。 For these, Arashi only felt a knot in his intestines and dazzle.

"This extremely twisted shadow creature is the first invasion of the shadows. ”

Seton had somehow drawn the saber at his waist, which was also a stag sword. The sharp blade pierced through the monster's heart (if the monster's internal structure was the same as that of a human), black slurry erupted, and Seton avoided it with a graceful turn, followed by another sword through two of the three nightmarish teeth on the monster's head.

"If this thing lives, I don't dare to think about it. Arashi only felt a slight weakness in his feet.