At the same time, his brain was racing, trying to make sense of everything.

Arya willingly served tea and water to the black-haired teenager in front of her, and after Leon learned all this, not only did he not stop and disgust, but even liked it?

Why, is this black-haired teenager so big?

This was what puzzled him the most, he knew that the mansion was surnamed Arnold, but he had never heard of Arnold's surname.

Not only is it not a temple family, but it is also unknown in the aristocratic circle.

Since this young man is a descendant of the Arnold family, it means that his background is not remarkable, so could it be that he is very strong?

But it's not right, he looks as young as Arya, and a teenager of this age is only a third order if he dies.

And he's not a lawmaker yet.

No matter how good his talent is, he won't be so valued by Leon that Arya, who is a knight of the law, will be willing to be his servant, right?

Who is he sacred?

Reinhardt stared at the dark-haired teenager, as if to make out the flowers in his face.

Before, he thought that this teenager was just Arya's childhood sweetheart or a little boyfriend who was adopted, and he didn't take it to heart, until now, he didn't even know the name of this teenager.

But now that Leon has spoken, he has no choice but to temporarily put aside the doubts in his heart and honestly bow his head and apologize:

"I'm sorry, Lord Arya, please forgive me for my rudeness, I didn't mean anything to offend you."

Arya nodded, her face softening.

She also knew that Reinhardt had no ill intentions.

The episode quickly passed, and Roy looked at Leon and asked, "What advice does Lord Leon have?" ”

That being said, of course he knew what Leon was doing this time.

Sidney hasn't had an oracle for a thousand years, and now the news of the oracle's appearance suddenly appeared, even if Leon knew that Cynthia's character would never lie-

He will definitely come over in person and confirm the true body and strength of the divine envoy again.

This is not only cautious, but also satisfying his curiosity.

Because the legends about the oracles only exist in a few words in the history books, they are so old that until now, most people don't even know what the authority of the three artifacts of Sidenia is.

"I don't dare to advise, I plan to tailor a spiritual weapon for you, so I came to discuss with you."

Leon said kindly, "I need to understand your usual fighting style so that I can better customize the spirit weapon, can you easily compete with our knights now?" ”

He looked at Roy with blazing eyes.

Roy glanced at the knights of the third squad: "Are you sure I can rest assured that I can show all my strength?" ”

In the original plan, his identity as a divine envoy was only intended to be revealed to the two big names of Cynthia and Leon for the time being, and the people below did not consider it for the time being.

Leon understood what he meant, and said, "Loyalty is a knight's virtue, and the third squad is one of the best teams of the Holy Order, and their quality is beyond doubt.

"At the same time, they are also under the direct jurisdiction of Arya, and they will be your first personal guard in the future, and I think you can choose to trust them."

Is this intended for me to slowly integrate into the Knights and mingle with them......

Roy nodded, "That's fine, you can start now." ”

The power of the Heart of God was constantly filling his body, and he was also a little curious about how far his strength had reached now.

Leon gestured to Reinhardt, and Reichart glanced back at the eleven knights of the third squad behind him, and said in a deep voice:

"Wharton, get out of line!"

"In!" A young knight answered.

Wharton is the youngest member of the Third Squad, having just graduated from the Inheritor Academy last year and joining the Holy Knights in the same year.

And it is expected that within two years, he will be able to advance to the fifth rank.

If you want to compete with this black-haired teenager, whether it is age or strength, Wharton is the most suitable person.

Everyone made their way to the side yard where they could use their fists and kicks, and Roy twisted his joints and began to warm up, and everyone except his opponent Wharton stepped aside.

Reinhardt walked up to Cynthia and asked in a low voice, "Lord Cynthia, what is the origin of this young man?" ”

Cynthia glanced at him and didn't answer the question directly, just said in a deep voice: "From now on, you'd better remember his name, his name is Roy Arnold."

"You have to respect him as you respect Lord Leon, and sooner or later, you'll be glad you made that decision."

Cynthia's expression didn't seem to be joking, and Reinhardt was stunned, then turned her gaze to the black-haired boy and fell silent.

Roy Arnold......

He silently wrote down the name in his mind.

For the inheritors, the only way to convince them the fastest is strength, whether it is a mule or a horse.

On the side, Leon was also watching this exchange intently.

If Cynthia's words are true, he will be a witness to history.

He will witness the emergence and rise of an oracle and the dawn of a new era in Sidney.

Then he said to Arya, "You can provide shelter for Roy. ”

Roy is now second-order, while Wharton is fourth-order.

Although he was not worried that Roy would be defeated, after all, according to Cynthia, as long as he used all his strength, he could even kill the Demon Lord.

The reason why Arya was asked to do this was just to make the difference between the combat power of the two sides not seem so big, at least on the surface.

After all, the members of the third squad had "never seen the world" yet, and the battle across the two levels seemed a little too exciting for them.

There has to be a slow process of acceptance of everything.

One order today, one and a half orders tomorrow, and two steps the day after tomorrow...... Isn't it easier to accept the day after tomorrow when you become a divine envoy?

Moreover, the difference in the battle of the first order was enough for him to see that Roy was extraordinary.

Because if there are no powerful spiritual weapons and props, and there are no special sneak attack tactics, the two sides are in a perfect state to fight head-on......

Even if it is only one order, it is almost impossible to do it on the following grams.

The exception, of course, is the auxiliary type of lineage of priests and priests.

At this time, Roy stood in front of Wharton with no powerful weapons and props in his hand, and this exchange naturally eliminated the possibility of his first sneak attack.

Without the bonus of the Heart of God or other powers, facing a well-trained Holy Knight, even if it is only a difference of the first order, this is a gap that he will never be able to cross.

"Joyeuse!" Arya drew her sword.

The third step in Roy's Divine Sense was lit up, and he temporarily possessed the strength of a third-order inheritor.

Although his strength has progressed rapidly during this time, the growth of his strength is more prominent in physical fitness and mental strength, and the growth of spiritual power is slightly inferior.

So there is still a long way to go before being promoted to the third order.

"My name is Wharton, Wharton Baruch, and I belong to the third squad of the Holy Knights under the Templar Order."

Opposite Roy, the young holy knight was ready, he held an arm shield in his left hand and a sword in his right, with a solemn expression, "Do you need a weapon?" ”

He saw Roy's hands empty.

"Roy Arnold."

Roy succinctly reported, "No weapons needed, if you're ready, we can get started." ”

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the courtyard suddenly calmed down.

Wharton didn't hesitate, the long sword in his hand suddenly burned with golden flames, and he charged at Roy.

"Sword of Dawn", Arya used to use this skill as well.

Roy didn't hold it up, his eyes were as bright as gold, and he immediately activated the "Eye of Insight" and "Consciousness Acceleration".

He had experience in cross-level combat, so when facing the fourth-order holy knight Wharton, he was not careless, but he was also not flustered.

As early as when he was just promoted to the second order, he had killed the fourth-order Dead Word Roman in the dungeon.

At that time, he took advantage of the sneak attack, and had hole cards such as black snipers and special spiritual arrows, and Arya also used the black jade pendant next to him to resist a Roman killing move.

And now, although Arya is unable to come to the rescue, he does not have the black sniper and special arrows in his hands, and he cannot carry out a sneak attack.

But he had the heart of God.

That's enough, isn't it?

He was not prepared to deliberately hide his strength in front of Leon.

Do you want to confirm my identity and calculate my value from this fight?

Yes, let you see enough!

The golden sword of the Sword of Dawn rushed towards him, and Roy gave himself the bonus "Swift", his body was as fast as lightning, and he threw a punch at Wharton the moment he dodged the blow sideways.

Wharton also reacted well, raising his arm shield to block the punch and unleashing his fourth-order skill, "Flare".

"Flare" can dispel negative states while emitting a violent flash, and at this time, the shield surface of the shield emits a dazzling white light, like a bright flashlight, and Roy who is closest to him bears the brunt.

If it was an inexperienced opponent, he would have been dazzled by this sudden flash of light.

Roy didn't have a lot of experience fighting against the Inheritors, but his Eye of Insight had seen the Flare happening in advance, so he turned his head and closed his eyes.

At the same time, his shoulders sank, and the whole person was like a rampaging bison, slamming into Wharton's shield!

The body strengthened by the Heart of God burst out with terrifying power at this moment, and with the muffled sound of hitting the shield, Rao is Wharton had already made the most standard defensive moves, and was still knocked back several steps.

He only felt as if he had been hit by a running giant elephant, and the bones of his body seemed to fall apart, but the knightly training he insisted on on weekdays still allowed him to barely maintain a defensive posture.

The hand that raised the shield never let go, and he thought about countermeasures as he regrouped.

No wonder this young man named Roy didn't have any weapons in his hand, it turned out that he was a berserker!

His body is his best weapon!

A few things to keep in mind when facing the Berserker quickly skimmed through his mind, and he lowered his shield slightly, looking for Roy's location.

Immediately, the pupils of his eyes shrank.

It's gone.

The berserker was like the Assassin Moon Shadow, and in a moment when he looked away, he disappeared into the side courtyard in a grand manner!

Not being able to lock the enemy's position is a taboo in battle, Wharton broke out in a cold sweat, thinking that Roy had gone around behind him, and immediately turned and swept away.

But it was a no-brainer.

The side yard was empty, and Wharton looked around, and Roy disappeared in front of him as if he had evaporated from the world.

Did he end up? Is the scrift over?

Wharton looked at the crowd in disbelief, but their looks told him that the fight wasn't over yet.

The next moment, he felt a breeze on his right hand, a sign that something was coming at him.

He subconsciously raised his shield sideways to block, and Roy emerged from the stealth and kicked the shield that was blocking his chest away.

The kick was so powerful that it almost knocked him down, and Roy's attack followed, and he clenched his fists and slammed a straight punch into Wharton's chest!

This straight punch used Roy's full strength, and it looked like a tiger pounced, as fast as lightning, and it was too late to raise the shield again to resist at this time.

Wharton gritted his teeth, and his pupils also lit up with a golden light.

This is the Holy Knight's third-order skill "Fever", which can temporarily suppress his pain and temporarily increase the strength of his spiritual power output.

Under the effect of "fanaticism", the golden greatsword in his hand became more and more condensed and powerful, and at the same time, a layer of divine armor quickly appeared on the surface of his body.

As Roy lunged at him, he swung a sword.

In the face of Roy's onslaught, he no longer defended, but was ready to exchange injuries for wounds, and slashed back Roy's heavy punch with a stronger sword.

This is not Wharton's ruin, but the most stable choice he has made based on the legacy of the Holy Knight.

The Holy Knight can use "Holy Armor" to reduce the opponent's attacks, "Holy Healing" to heal his own injuries, and "Frenzy" to reduce the pain when injured.

They are born inheritors who are not afraid to exchange injuries for injuries.

Roy doesn't have any defense, and any attack feedback is real damage on him.

In Wharton's vision, either Roy would give up the attack and dodge, so that he could defuse the crisis and regain the initiative;

Either Roy will trade injuries for injuries with him, but his recovery ability and sustained combat ability will definitely be better than Roy's.

No Inheritance dares to fight a protracted battle against the Holy Knights under the sun! Not even Berserkers have the upper hand!

In the face of Wharton's counterattack, Roy's expression was not moved in the slightest.

There is even some anticipation.

When he discovered that Wharton's body was covered with "Holy Armor", he originally subconsciously wanted to use the third-order skill "Shattering" of the judgment to counteract.

Shatter allows his attacks to ignore all types of shields.

But in the blink of an eye, it would not be good if you broke the sacred armor and accidentally beat him to death...... After all, it's Arya's subordinate, and it's one of his own.

He had a test attitude in this punch, but he used all his strength!

At this thought, he canceled the "shattering" he was about to cast, and the straight punch of his right hand hit Wharton in the chest impartially.

At the same time, he raised his left arm and forcibly carried the sweep of the Sword of Dawn.

Hearing only a muffled sound, Wharton's figure quickly retreated, and finally fell to the ground, but he did not lose his combat effectiveness, and immediately stood up, but his left hand covered his chest, and his face was a little pale.

Cracks appeared in the divine armor on his chest, but it was still strong, unsurging most of the impact for him.

Roy's side looked much more miserable, with a deep bone-visible gap in his left arm, cut by his Sword of Dawn.

Not only that, but the remaining energy of the Sword of Dawn was still burning Roy's wounds, which were light-attribute purification energy that could scorch souls.

"That's it!"

Leon saw the situation in his eyes and shouted in a deep voice.

As soon as the words fell, Arya on the side immediately trotted forward and used "Holy Healing" on Roy's left arm.

"Master, do you feel better?" Arya looked at her with a distressed expression.

"It's just a minor injury, it's fine."

Roy watched the wound recover from scarring at a visible rate, and then flicked Arya's forehead, "You are their captain, you must remain calm in front of them in the future, and don't make a fuss at every turn." ”

"I see......"

Arya stuck out her tongue, relieved to see Roy's face as usual.

Roy stroked the scar on his left arm, thoughtful.

Originally, under the scorching of the Sword of Dawn, even if the Holy Healing was used, the recovery speed of the injury would be much slower.

His ability to recover so quickly was due to the power of God's heart.

The Heart of God holds the authority of the cycle of life and death, and as its divine envoy, could it be that the first step in its own growth is to have a body that is so powerful that it is almost immortal?

At this time, Wharton also calmed down, put away his sword and walked over, and stretched out his hand to Roy.

"Roy, you don't have to show mercy, but I'm still grateful for that, you're a respectable opponent."

As a party to this discussion, of course he was aware of it.

Not only did Roy not use any offensive inheritance skills, but he didn't even add spiritual power when attacking!

He fought only with the purest and simplest physical strength.

Berserker is also a classic inheritance of exchanging injuries for injuries and becoming more brave the more you fight, if Roy uses skills such as "Blood Boiling" and "Blood Thorn" before fighting him hand-to-hand -

I'm afraid he's going to have a lot of color on him.

"It's just a scramble." Roy shook his hand in a friendly manner.

Wharton withdrew his hand, and then asked curiously, "By the way, how did you suddenly hide your figure in the middle of the way?" It's as magical as Moon Shadow's "stealth". ”

"Huh? I'm Moon Shadow. Roy replied casually.

"You're the Lunaris?" Wharton's expression became stunned, "Aren't you a berserker?" ”

Your fierce fighting style is there, who hasn't seen it in the audience?

Now you're telling me you're an assassin?

What about liars!

Wharton looked incredulous, and even thought he was joking, just deliberately hiding his hole cards.

Come to think of it, how can someone who can live under the same roof as Lord Knight of the Law Envoy and be appreciated by Lord Leon not have some unique skills at the bottom of the box?

If you are digging into the roots, you will be uneducated.

So he didn't ask any more questions, bowed slightly and returned to the queue.

Roy shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands helplessly.

It's rare to confess yourself, but no one believes the truth these days, where is the trust between people?

I'm not a berserker!