Although the Parnira region of the Padrosi Empire has always given the impression of being sunny, it is also a big reason why it has been so prosperous. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Far from the Palohia plateau, autumn in the southern lowlands of the east coast is actually far more difficult than summer.

The heat and unobstructed Absera savannah here are different from the direct sunlight of the Nornstein Desert, which simply roasts you on a fire, and the loose burqa can't stop it, it's pervasive.

The heat in the southern lowlands is muggy, and this discomfort does not come from the brilliance of the sun, but from the frighteningly high humidity, as in the Ri-Dera wetlands on the west coast.

Dense rainforests and abundant autumn rainfall make the region vibrant, but there are two sides to everything. Due to the perennially high humidity, the body's most effective perspiration and cooling system cannot be carried out properly, and the evaporation of water into the air is quite slow, and the end result is that you feel stuffy all over, as if wrapped in an airtight leather coat and very irritable.

- And in this case, what would it be like if you were actually wearing a leather coat?

The young knight Leo Pilsta had a very unique and profound insight on the subject, and in a letter to his lover he wrote: "When I was patrolling the town, I often met many young local boys who wanted to join the Imperial Frontier Guards because they longed for handsome leather tights, and whenever I wanted to shout at them: 'Don't, son! ”

On another of his numerous letters, he wrote: "At the end of each day's routine I always envy the ordinary infantrymen, for they only have to wear cuirass and light helmets, while I have to be fully dressed. The heavy, stuffy armor and sour-smelling lining may seem to some to be a symbol of knightly glory, but I only think it's a burden. ”

Although such words seem very uncompetitive, it even makes people agree with the evaluation of the "Beat Generation" that the older generation of imperial aristocrats often have. But it also shows to a considerable extent the sweltering heat of the southern frontier of the Patrosi Empire, and the irritability of wearing armor day after day in such temperatures.

Regardless, Leo's letters to his lover contain only these whinings about how difficult the border is, which is clearly a deeply wrong decision.

This is also the reason why the young knight has been a little decadent for half a month - his dear lover Victoria has not replied to any of his letters three times. Leo at first convinces himself that the letter was lost in the middle of the way due to the long distance, and then that she may have moved and the letter had to be relayed by an acquaintance, so he missed the time for the herald to deliver the letter, and finally he finally accepted the fact that he had lost the other party - by drinking and sighing.

Coincidentally, in such a situation, he began to like the feeling of going out in armor. Because when he stayed in his barracks, he was wrapped in this large pile of warm words that were once full of love, and he only felt more and more lonely at this moment.

People will always be in this situation, and after something they have easily corrected something that they thought they could not change, they begin to regret why they didn't act sooner.

All in all, Leo, who has become positive despite his impure purpose, is also much more highly regarded in the eyes of others.

It's another day of patrolling, and Leo is wearing his own set of full-body armor that has been removed from the inner thighs and shoe armor, as well as some other non-essential parts, so that it is relatively light and flexible.

The padrossi-style armor is very advanced.

Although compared to the West Coast, the overall atmosphere of the East Coast can be said to be peaceful and safe enough to hang a big gold chain in the wild. But the brilliant applied engineering skills of the Ramanid Orthodox Orthodox were enough to make them think about things that many West Coasters would not have noticed.

The Empire's plate armor possession rate is much higher than that of any other country on the West Coast.

- This seems a bit nonsense, after all, the Patrosi Empire itself is the largest population of the entire west coast north of Upper Soladin. But we're not just talking about ownership, it's also about popularity.

On the West Coast, only the wealthy nobles could put some plate armor on their elite soldiers, which was already a show of strength there, while the standard equipment of regular soldiers on the East Coast was a cuirass and helmet.

And unlike the ugly and shoddy West Coast style armor, which was simply and crudely simplified in many places and simply and crudely designed to save the finished product, the mass-produced soldiers and low-level aristocratic equipment on the East Coast side was carefully considered and designed.

Leo first wears the neck armor, which has a three-layer structure on the neck and is large enough to cover the shoulders and collarbones. After the simple belt attachment he removed the shoulder armor from the shelf, and then fastened the belt buckle and then removed the heaviest part of the cuirass—why we should describe all this, if a noble knight from Avenella's side had seen it here, he would have been able to understand.

- Leo, you don't need an acolyte.

He was alone in armor.

This is something incredible in the eyes of the aristocracy on the West Coast, and only a few people can understand it.

The armor of the West Coast style is made of a leather rope on the armor through the holes in the armor parts and then tied tightly to complete the wearing, wearing a thick inner lining on the body and the armor restricts movement, and it is basically impossible for the nobles to complete this kind of delicate work of threading the needle and thread, so a knight needs the help of many companions or squires to put on his armor.

But the East Coast is different.

The East Coast Lamanid poets, who are still known for their satirical literature to this day, once wrote limericks that mocked: "Oh, knights, knights, you can hit ten knights if you throw a brick in the street." ”

This shows the extent to which the lower knights proliferated in the Patrosi Empire, but unlike what many people think, the more intense the war, the more important the knights are. As one of the three major empires in the world, Padrosi has so many knights, in fact, it is still due to peace and prosperity.

This is a downside of hereditary status and family inheritance.

What are the descendants of the nobility? Of course, they are also nobles.

During the war years, there will be casualties and attrition, so the balance can still be maintained, and in the peace years, the population is only growing steadily, and as a powerful class and aristocracy have nothing to do, the fertility rate will naturally rise.

It is normal for a knight to have three or four daughters and three or four sons, and the daughter can marry off, but the son must have his own career.

This phenomenon was present throughout the empire, and the need for knights to increase their armor also increased, and most of them were poor and unqualified. The one-time investment in buying armor would help them at home, but they couldn't afford to hire an attendant, so it was natural that improved armor that could be easily worn on their own was developed.

"Whew-" Leo exhaled, it was actually cooler when wearing full-body armor than when he was wearing a leather lining. Because the cold steel armor can play a more or less cooling effect, in this kind of sweltering and not hot weather, without the direct sunlight, it is quite effective.

"It's a little heavier, but it's actually acceptable. ”

- The words Leo uttered five hours ago after putting on his armor kept ringing in his mind now.

It is accompanied by a short vocabulary.

"Idiot. ”

"Ha-huh-"

"Ha-huh-" He let out a long breath, and the helmet armor around his neck was lifted, and the sweat oozing from the heat of exercise could not evaporate, and finally condensed on the inside of the helmet. Normally, Leo would have to start complaining about how painful it was to clean up the gaps in his armor, but for now it was the last thing he should worry about.

"What the hell are these!" He swung his axe vigorously, and the human-dog-clad creature wrapped in rags and snorting of corpses deftly dodged it.

"Ghoul, it must be, my grandmother said!" said a soldier with a spear next to him—'Monster, how is this going to be dealt with?' Leo had a thought in his mind, but he didn't show it, not only because he was now the backbone of this divided five-man patrol, but also because—the young knight looked back.

Even though he knew it was the wrong place at the wrong time, he couldn't take his eyes off the girl just by looking at it.

What kind of person is that?

Delicate and high-end face, long black hair that is scattered and black eyes full of curiosity and ignorance about the whole world like a newborn - and pointy ears.

It was an elven girl - although her ears were much shorter than one might think, and her hair was a rarity of black, she didn't lie.

They had rescued the girl from some villagers in the Southern Low Countries while on patrol, and when Leo stepped out to intercept the villagers with pitchforks and hoes ready to inflict harm on her, the young knight felt that the dullness of half a month had been swept away.

After that, he and his patrol did their best, and despite the desperate shouts and chases of the villagers of the Southern Kingdoms who spoke a strong accent of low Ramani, Leo knew that as long as they could withdraw to the territory of the Patrosi Empire, these fellows would not dare to make a mistake.

But in the process of evacuating, they were suddenly attacked by these filthy monsters with strong physiques and sharp mouths and saliva, and the horses were frightened, and the young knight's romantic spirit exploded under the chaos, leading the four soldiers he knew well, taking the girl's hand and running all the way to the side, trying to send her to the safety of the town when her companions bought time.

But these monsters don't seem to want to let them go, and they still chase after them. Fortunately, the heavily armed soldiers of the Padrossi Empire were not a target to be killed by chopping melons and vegetables, and in the end, they managed to kill a monster at the cost of two minor injuries, but when they came to their senses, they were already deep in the forest.

Separated from the horses and the smooth and easy paths, the physical exertion required to travel through the dense forest increased exponentially. The soldiers who were wearing only helmets and cuirass were already out of breath, and Leo, who was wearing a full suit weighing tens of kilograms, felt even more shaky at this moment.

But he only had to look back at the girl, and he felt that his body had given birth to an infinite amount of strength.

'Is this the power of love?' the knight described in his mind, and in his gloomy eyes, this encounter was not an accident but a fate that had been predestined for a long time. He took a step forward, his feet firmly planted on the ground as if they had taken root, and then his hands clenched his axe and spear into the ghoul's hard skin.

"Bang-squeak!" These ugly monsters have a hard metal skin, but the axe gun is a weapon designed to pierce armor. "Haaaaaa

"Bang!" the monster collided with the trunk of the tree with another metallic sound, and Leo slammed the axe at a sharp angle to widen the wound before the creature with its sharp claws and tenacious vitality stopped.

'Did she see that!' The knight, who had won another victory, though exhausted, had his first reaction to look back at the girl, wondering if he had noticed him.

She smiled.

Leo had never seen a smile like this.

Those ignorant and innocent eyes seem to be full of love, and the smile is afraid that the white moon in the sky will not be able to compete with it.

The knight felt that he had infinite strength in his body, but it was also at this time that he noticed something else, something that was disobedient.

"Hey, what about the four of them?"

The soldiers who had been by his side just a moment ago disappeared, and a chill down his spine suddenly pulled the knight back to reality, and a voice sounded behind him, a very faint voice.

"Leo...... You ......"

Little by little, he turned his head.

The ugly monster that had been stuck in the trunk of a tree with an axe and gun spewed out human words.

It was the voice of someone he knew, another knight, his own countryman.

"What the hell is this—"

"Roar!" "Bang!" In fact, the knight, who had long been exhausted, was knocked to the ground by a huge force at the moment of distraction, and he fell to the ground, and the protection of the armor prevented him from being seriously injured, but he was unable to bear the weight under the great mental impact and the high-intensity battle of continuous fighting and running.

He couldn't get up, so he could barely support his waist with his hands.

"But, damn!" the knight drew the saber he had at his waist, but he was about to stab it at the target of the attack, when he suddenly realized that it was Victoria, whom he had been missing for a long time.

"Y-why are you here-" After a split second of hesitation, "Victoria" slapped the sword in his hand with his bare hands, and then slammed his hand into his breastplate in a claw-like manner, sparks flew everywhere, and thin scratches appeared on the breastplate.

"Poof-" The knight's consciousness began to blur a little from the impact, and he saw the elven girl stand up.

"Help-help me ......" is no longer the time to stage manly chivalry, as if grasping at the last straw, Leo reaches out to the other party.

And the beautiful elven maiden came as he wished, and she held out her hand to the knight like an angel sent by the gods, carrying the light on her back.

"Uh-" Leo stretched out his armoured hand and tried to grasp the slender and beautiful palm, but when he looked closely, he saw that it was not open, but clenched into a fist and extended his index finger.

The elven girl's hand staggered Leo's outstretched hand and pointed underneath him.

"That's too hard, stupid boy, to bite here. ”

It was the first time she had spoken, and her voice was as beautiful as her own person.

"Cluck-" The piercing pain in his unprotected inner thighs lifted him out of his illusion for a moment.

Victoria is gone, just a real monster, a real ugly ghoul.

Not far away, in the woods, on the leafy ground, four soldiers were dead, and several ghouls were gnawing at their bodies. And the "ghouls" they had worked so hard to kill before were other companions in plate armor.

It wasn't here to attack, but to save her. ’

The knight, whose thigh artery had been bitten and blood was rapidly draining, suddenly remembered at the last moment that he had briefly misused the Low Lamanite language before leaving for his duty at the border.

And the words of the villagers of the Low Realms who were shouting were not the mob anger he thought, but the horror.

'Be careful!' they shouted over and over again.

'Be careful, Imperial Knight!'

'She's a-'

"Witch—"

The knight spat out the last two bytes, and the dark-haired girl with a delicate face crouched down with her chin in her hands, and watched with a smile of interest as the ghoul devoured his still warm body.

"Take your time, don't choke. ”