Chapter Eighty-Eight: Running fast is also a talent

The so-called knight, it is not only a representative of status, but also a symbol of honor, in ancient times, every knight who was named will be canonized by the nobles above the duke with a sword, they are invincible warriors on the battlefield, and they will become polite gentlemen in life. At that time, knighthood was not just a vassal title that did not even reach the lowest knighthood, it represented a spirit, an oath, a fire that would never be extinguished.

Of course, in today's pan-continent, there will no longer be a duke or even His Majesty the King who can't think of it to call the knights in his territory to his side one by one to canonize them in person, on the one hand, because these pampered adults are suffering from lazy cancer, and on the other hand, because the status of knights is now more and more worthless. There is no need to consider martial arts knowledge and conduct, nor do you need to prove your ability with military merits and achievements, as long as you have even a trace of noble blood inherited from your parents, you can easily mix up a nice but useless knighthood. The knights who need to be canonized gather every day, and I am afraid that they can easily fill the castle of the Duke to the brim, and ninety percent of them are estimated to be unqualified prodigals at all.

"Why? Why don't you dare to stand up? Aren't you knights?"

Why? To Barack's question, every knight present had a similar answer in their minds—what about knights? It was just a title to prove one's identity, and no one would bury his life for such an illusory reason.

"See, that's what I told you," asked several times, except for Joan of Arc, who was a heroic spirit, who was completely beaten to the ground and fell to the ground after a few pointless resistances, no one dared to stand up against him, and Berak was a little disappointed to put his hands in his pockets, leaning against the door frame as if nothing happened, "These knights are just bluffing paper tigers, and in the face of the power of magic, these house cats who have been smoothed out are no threat at all. ”

"Hmm, what do you think, Miss Nagi, lovely?" Scratching his head as if he had a headache, Devin didn't answer Barack's words directly, he walked slowly towards Nagi, who was also silent, "I'm in a lot of trouble right now!"

"We're not going to help the abuse. ”

Nagi replied very simply, and without even the slightest thought, she vetoed the advice that Dewen was going to make to her, if he could do whatever he wanted because he was strong enough, what did the world need justice and law? No matter how wronged Belak felt and how much he was upset by the declining magicians, it could not be a reason for him to hurt others at will.

"Yes, yes, of course I know what you mean," Nagi replied categorically, as if not surprising by Debun, he nodded vigorously, and then said with a look of approval of Nagi, "But, don't you feel a little disappointed?" to these poor knights—I know of course that they are out of desperation, objectively speaking, their choice is not wrong at all, and if I were one of them, I would undoubtedly do the same." ”

"Disappointed?"

Nagi understood the meaning of Dewen's words, if he thought about it, he would indeed choose to escape, but another premise is that Dewen is not a knight, he did not make an oath in front of the lord and the gods, promising that he would act in the noble spirit of chivalry, he is just a magician, and no one will criticize a magician for lacking chivalry, right?

"Yes, please tell the truth, just say what is in your heart right now. ”

With a hint of a meaningful smile, Dewen shook his hand and pleaded like a troupe conductor.

"We weren't disappointed......

This is a lie, Nagi doesn't want to hurt these knights who have done their best, she is a sane person, so of course she knows what kind of attitude she should maintain now, but subjectively speaking, she does feel a little disappointed in their death, and from the bottom of her heart, she really hopes that someone will stand up like a hero, and swing her sword like a knight who is truly willing to defend his oath with his life to save Ancia who has been held hostage by Berak.

"We agreed to tell the truth. ”

"We're telling the truth!"

Turning her face away with a weak heart, Nagi forced herself not to think about the smiling face full of sarcasm that Dewen left her.

"Well, I see. ”

He didn't go on to ask anything, but nodded at Nagi knowingly, and he folded his hands together and let out a long sigh of relief.

"What do you understand?"

Nagi and Barack asked in unison, and then looked at each other awkwardly, Devin's attitude was so subtle that it was impossible to guess which side he wanted to be on. Unlike Martina, Nagi doesn't think that the relationship with Professor Devin is very good, or that the two of them don't like each other a little, and Nagi is not sure if this guy will help him. However, on the other hand, after hearing Bellak's heart-to-heart question, Nagi found that Bellak seemed to be holding the same mentality as himself, and his relationship with Devin was not as good as he imagined, so he couldn't wait to ask questions as much as he did.

It would be nice if Martina was there at this time, glancing at the room just across the wall from here, Martina and Ellie should still be dreaming there at the moment, although they really wanted to pull the lazy soul to Dewen with their ears in front of Dewen, but the current situation obviously did not allow him to just get out and go to find the sleeping worm.

"Well, I get a wise saying, a famous quote about dealing with this embarrassing situation. ”

Taking a step back, Professor Devon touched his chin with no beard at all, and said a trick.

"What kind of quote? Could it be ......?"

Seeing that Dewen was moving towards the door at a slow but even pace, although his warm smile was full of the wisdom of a scholar, Nagi's mind suddenly had a not-so-good idea.

"Thirty-six Tricks Go Up! Nagi guessed it, didn't you? Congratulations!"

Turning around in a dashing manner, Dewen didn't look back and stepped away from his thin legs like hemp rods under his white robe and sprinted out of the door at full speed, although he used to be the fastest genius magician in the pancontinent to become a white-robed genius, and now he is a well-known arcane master in the wizarding world, but as the price of his genius talent, this magic professor suffers from a serious phobia of choice, especially the current one that involves all kinds of unreasonable and chaotic human feelings, which can drive him crazy.

"Congratulations to your sister!"

Seeing Dewen gallop out of the door at a "high speed" that he thought no one could match, Nagi, who couldn't bear to look at him, was too lazy to use space magic to drag him, anyway, this guy didn't seem to be of much use.

PS: We are working hard to avoid river crabs and change the text, if you think we don't write river crabs, just point it out to usQAQPS2: Unconsciously I have written 600,000 words about this pit dug at random, although many places are not satisfactory, but it is also a valuable experience for us!