Is the prophecy really credible?

Many people are skeptical about this question, but Gad wants to verify the truth for himself.

In the early morning, outside Moonlight Town, which was backed by the forests, a silver-white knight in armor was ushered in.

"Click-click."

Between walking, the metal pieces on the armor collided with each other, making clanging noises one after another.

Against the backdrop of the pure white morning sun, there was only a breathtaking cold light in the helmet.

The architecture of Moonlight Town resembles the style of Western Europe in the Middle Ages, with the streets paved with cobblestone and granite gravel, and the chaotic layout of the houses on both sides of the streets makes the road planning twisted and turned.

With many shops and bustling people, the ordinary town is thriving and vibrant.

"Smack! Drive! ”

With the sound of whip swinging, the carriage entered the city in a hurry, but the two soldiers guarding the city gate did not intercept and check the car.

Or they have long been accustomed to the so-called order of the old society, and the guards who guard the entrance to the town also have the temperament of an old fritter.

They will take the sneaky people who enter the town seriously, but in the face of the swaggering guys entering the city, in line with the principle of keeping to themselves, the guards will at most ask casual questions and make symbolic appearances.

The more temperamental the man, the greater the general power, not to mention the fact that the carriage was a nobleman they knew well—Baron Tran, who lived in the big city of Yadien to the east.

Now even if they are the two of them, they don't dare to stand up and intercept, or tell the other party to slow down. If you can't stop it and get hit for no reason, then you can't say it, after all, here, the rights of nobles are greater than that of ordinary people.

The carriage entered the town and galloped all the way to the west, and the sound of the thick middle-aged coachman's voice was accompanied by the whip and crackled.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Master Tran's car was going to the Viscount's Palace. ”

The piercing sound was heard all around, and the crowd that was shuttling through the street took the initiative to avoid the rushing carriage.

"Ahh

Suddenly, one of the women, wearing a lace-up bodysuit, stepped on the wide hem of her skirt in a hurry, and unfortunately tripped over, but the horse did not slow down in the process.

Realizing the impending catastrophe, she turned pale and terrified.

"Somebody will help me."

Looking flustered, she reached out to the people nearby to ask for help, but unfortunately, no one seemed to be decisive to help her.

Looking at the two horse shadows that gradually enlarged, the woman on the ground closed her eyes resigned to her fate as if she was afraid of pain.

"Calling for ......"

The imaginary pain did not happen, but the snort of a fierce horse resounded in the ears, and the woman lying on the ground opened one eye tremblingly, but what caught her eyes was a majestic figure.

With a strong physique, he has only one horse in his hand, and he does not move a step, but he is steady, and the restless wind and dust stop, showing the impact scene of a man in full armor resisting two fierce horses.

Due to the sudden stop of the knight, the carriage stopped, and the coachman fell to the ground in embarrassment due to inertia, followed by a wail in the carriage behind.

"Oops!"

The middle-aged coachman who fell to the ground, hearing the sound from the carriage, and ignoring the pain in his body, he got up with difficulty, ran to the back of the carriage with his waist, hurriedly opened the small door of the carriage, and asked loyally:

"Master, are you alright?"

However, the driver was greeted with a kick.

"Get out of here, useless things, waste that can't be done well in a car."

The coachman was kicked, he hurriedly stabilized his body, and shook the others:

"It's not me, sir, it's someone who suddenly came out of nowhere and stopped your car."

In the carriage, a handsome young man got out of the car, shook the dirty white tricorne on his hand, and said very casually:

"Huh? Who would be so desperate in this town as to dare to stop my car. ”

"It's him!"

Pointing to the man in armor not far away, the coachman responded to his master with a sad and angry face.

"Oh? Looks like he's still a knight, Yas, take me over to meet the other party. ”

"Yes, sir, I'll make a way for you."

Curiosity always gathers people, and after the carriage stopped, the nearby crowd also gathered around, and they did not feel guilty for the stinginess just now, but whispered with the attitude of watching the show.

Ignoring the gaze of the people around him, the knight in silver armor, after subduing the restlessness of the fierce horse, turned around and bent down, and stretched out his hand to the woman on the ground.

"It's okay, can you stand up?"

The woman seemed to experience the excitement of going from hell to heaven in an instant, and this reversal of the two poles made her heart beat faster and beat wildly for a while.

Looking at the big hand in front of her, the love sinus generated by the drawbridge effect spread out in her body like a catalyst, and the woman looked up at the other party's silver-white helmet, and handed her jade hand to the other party with affection.

Holding the palm of the hand, there seemed to be a faint gasping sound, but the knight didn't think too much about it, and pulled up the woman on the ground by himself.

"Thank you, Lord Knight." The woman's face was as red as an apple.

"It's a knight's responsibility."

The armored man's voice was hoarse, but it gave people a reassuring sense of security.

Just as the woman was about to open her mouth and express her love, a scolding voice came.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! My lord is here. ”

Out of fear of the nobility, the crowd on the road dispersed a lot.

With his men in front of him, Baron Tran, who thought he was dashing, stepped forward, and when he saw the knight's tall back, he began to glance at his coachman.

Comprehended, with the master as a backer, the coachman Yas was much bolder, and he didn't care if he was a knight or not, so he directly asked loudly:

"Do you know what you've done, this knight?"

"You know, just do what a knight should do." The armored man's body turned, and his flat tone could not hear any emotion.

"Hah! You can really do it, my lord is the baron of the Southern Wilderness, who in this town can't politely bow his head and say hello when he sees it, you are good, you suddenly came out of nowhere to disturb my lord, even if you are a knight, you will be punished today. ”

When Tran saw that the servant had said this, he also felt that the time was ripe, and now was the time for him to appear, so he began to add in a pretentious tone.

"You bastard with a tortoise shell all over your body, do you know that the viscount of this territory is my friend, you are doing such nonsense, looking for trouble for no reason, deliberately offending Baron Ben, believe it or not, I shouted on the spot, and the guards on patrol immediately came to arrest you and squatted in prison."

"Oh? Southern Wilderness? It's a pretty big place, but logically speaking, it's impossible for a baron to own such a large land, unless you're a nobleman with an empty title and no fief. But none of that matters to me, and if you think I'm embarrassing you because I stopped your carriage to save people, that's fine. ”

"Good, good! I originally wanted you to kowtow in public and admit your mistakes, but I didn't expect you to even ridicule the title given to me by the king, you have no king's law!"

"It's really good to find words in your eggs, but I'm curious, even so, what do you want?"

"Hehe, there's a kind! If you have the ability, you can stay here and don't leave. ”

Baron Tran's somewhat handsome face was completely darkened, and he put down his cruel words to the armored man, turned his head to the coachman and said, "Yas, stay here, watch him, remember!" Don't let him run. ”

After the baron had finished admonishing the coachman, he angrily stepped on his black leather boots and left.

Looking at the back of the man named Tran who put down his words and walked away to the southwest, the knight shrugged indifferently:

"I guess this guy went to his so-called viscount friend and borrowed the guards to arrest me."

said that the wind was light, but the woman next to him was really worried about him.

"I'm sorry, Lord Knight, it's because you saved me that you were in such a dangerous situation, or you should run first! Otherwise, it would not be good if he was caught by the guards under Master Helba. ”

"Don't worry, my name is Gad Lake, and I don't have anything to ...... yet"

Before the knight could finish speaking, he suddenly sensed a disgusting aura in the distance, and he looked up at the sky in the distance, but he was thinking about when the forest in the west outside the town would have more natural disasters.

Thinking of the words of the great prophet Saren Marsi a few days ago, he seems to understand the so-called fate, as the executioner of the Holy Sect of Light, he unswervingly believes in the purpose of the sect,

"The power of heresy? It's time for me to work. ”

He muttered slightly, his gaze gradually became cold, and he was not ready to waste time here at the moment, he decided that the goal was average, and walked west.

Seeing that the knight was leaving, Yas was a little anxious, and remembered the task that his master had specially assigned before leaving, so he had no choice but to stop the other party.

"My lord said you can't go."

"Get out of the way!"

For some reason, the knight's hoarse voice made the coachman feel extremely cold and coercive.

Yas originally planned to ridicule the other party's timidity, knowing that his master was going to bring someone over later, so he was afraid to escape first, as the coachman of the baron's family, he should stay here and not let the other party leave a step.

But the opposite is true, and every time Gad takes a step forward, Yas is afraid to take three steps back.

The invisible pressure forced him to back down, and at this moment, the coachman was drenched in sweat as if he had escaped from death.

Yas, who was a little trembling, stared at the direction where the silver knight was far away, and after thinking for a while, as if remembering his master's temper, he gritted his teeth tightly, got up with difficulty, and followed quickly.

……

"Gad and Lake, how do you look like the chief knight of punishment sung by the bards?"

The rescued woman looked at the arrogant back under the blue sky, and her charming and sexy lips muttered softly.