The giant axe of Baier reached his cheek, probably thinking that there was a human on the other side, and there was a hint of compassion, and the axe blade only cut through his mask.

And under that mask was not a hungry outcast, but a face as corrupt as rotten meat.

The knight boy next to it pointed a sword at its cheek.

"God, it's the necromancers, how could they set foot here!"

But Bair caught the teenager's abnormal panic and unease, and the zombie attack must have something to do with him.

However, just know that they are not human, take your life!

If the knight boy's ability is bound by the dense forest by five points, Baier, who is holding a giant axe, should be seven or eight points.

However, the dwarven rune weapons are not extraordinary, and with the huge power that Byer began to appear out of thin air, there can be a burst of air breaking sound when wielded.

The slash that the dwarves call a fierce man with such a huge weapon is enough to make anyone tremble!

The blade slashed through the dense forest, shining with a silver light in the path, and the zombies were cut off before they could react with daggers.

Along with them, there are countless branches and fallen leaves, and in the face of true destructive power, there is no jam.

The dark blood of the zombies spilled on the ground like old wine, and Bair took the three dead with a single sword.

But at this moment the other filthy things did not know to die, and took up their crude weapons and attacked the horses.

The knight boy hurriedly used his giant sword to turn the slash into a thorn, but his weak body was not smooth enough to kill a zombie.

Bair turned sideways and wielded a large axe, the pale silver blade of which was able to kill several zombies at a time, compared to the teenager who looked much worse.

When 20 zombies crawl on their stomachs, they are either cut off by the waist or cut in half, and many crawl towards the two.

At this moment, Beye's horse gently raised its foot, and trampled the head of a zombie to pieces.

"Let's go, go to Cologne before dark, no problem?"

Bair rode his horse and turned away, and the young man stared blankly at the knight in front of him, no older than himself, but so brave.

"Yes, sir." He is obviously also a nobleman, even the son of a duke, but he can't help but use honorifics at this moment.

The two men ran towards Cologne together, and the wagon behind Bair rattled on the muddy road.

When they leave the forest, the plains come into view, the grass looks yellow in the autumn, and the wheat fields are even more beautiful.

Several villages are not large, but wooden walls are built one after another, and the guards will not rest.

The grey mountains of the west cover the silvery-white overhead, and countless snows turn into part of the Seine, nourishing the vast plains.

Cultivated fields and herds of horses were everywhere, peasants were modest and rich, and passing merchants saluted Bair and the young knight, even if their armor was stained with blood.

They also believe that the knight is fighting evil somewhere, not a murderer.

At this moment, the two of them dared to slow down and were completely relieved.

Byer patted the boy next to him on the shoulder. "I'm Lord Shet, Byer. Door. Bye. ”

The young man snapped for a moment, then exclaimed.

"You're a poisonous dragon. Bayer? Greenskin Reaper?! ”

Baie frowned, what is the name?

The young man's exclamation drew the eyes of the caravan next to him, the farmer in the field, or the poet on the side of the road.

They came in worship and gathered around the horses of Bair.

"Saria's on top, it's a poisonous dragon. Bayer ?!。 ”

"Did you really deal with the greenskins with the dwarves?!"

"The Holy Grail is here!"

"Please stomp me with your horseshoe!"

The poet directly began to play the piano and sang in a minor key.

"In the twilight and the orcs, in the end of the sword and the song."

"The plump farmland is full of autumn sorrows, and the brave knights are riding horses."

"Our lord has slain the dragon!"

"Oh~ Our hero killed the dragon!"

The poet received the dinner today amid the copper coins and cheers of the people, while Baier reprimanded the peasants and asked them to leave.

It took a while for the two of them to get back on the road, and the boy rubbed his armor excitedly.

"I didn't expect it to be you, are you the Knight of the Holy Grail? Now half of Bretonnia is praising your merits. ”

Bayer has absolutely no idea what the situation is now, and is the farmer so capable of transmission?

He coughed, "I'm not a hero, I'm just fighting the enemy, what is your name compared to this?" ”

"Oh, that's rude," the boy's cheeks flushed slightly.

"My name is Einhard and I'm a tank. Son of Duke Red. ”

The story of Duke Tancred suddenly occurred to Baier, whose most glorious deeds were the defeat of the spirit mage Heinrich Kemmler and the Chaos Champion Güll.

The latter, in alliance with the Skaven, attacked the Abbey of Tal in La Mesonta, almost in 1513 (2491 A.D.).

During that time, the peasants used his stories to put their children to sleep.

And now it's 1544 (2522 in the imperial calendar), and the duke is now old, as for why there is no heir...

The Duke of Tancred had four sons. The eldest son was killed in a battle against the necrols, who formed an army of the undead in Quinaris.

The second son was killed in battle while he was still a chivalrous knight, in battle against Heinrich Kemler.

The third son was a dissolute prodigal son who drowned in a wine barrel three years ago. And the fourth son of the duke was in front of him.

And Baier was in a trance, and in a way, it was strange that his own child, the idol that his body originally worshipped, was worshipping himself.

The young man lowered his head, took out a package from Ma Bao, and gently opened it, revealing a trace of silver thread.

"My lord, that's why those zombies attacked me."

Bair saw a silver phalange, which flashed in the sunlight, but overflowed with countless pitch-black corpse gases.

Its original owner must have been a powerful undead!

Byer swallowed, as if he had seen something unusual.

The boy continued.

"This is Güll's phalange, which houses the energy of that terrible monster, and I have been commanded to bring it and suppress it in the cellars of the Temple of Saria."

"If it weren't for your help, Güll's power would have been energized again."

Bair nodded, it was good that he had accidentally saved a few more cities.

It's just that after reading that thing, I have been feeling an itch in my waist, and Bayer scratched my waist.

The two of them walked and chatted like this, and soon they came to the castle, which was a huge castle made of silver and marble, and it was said to be a castle, but in fact it was no different from the city.

Countless knights and even ordinary people rode horses as much as possible, which also made the streets extremely wide.

Bair reveals his family crest, and the guards let him in, and Bair is separated from Einhard.

He walked down the street, and it was interesting to say that the most thing here besides the houses was actually the stables.

They would rather have the merchant stand on the side of the road and sell than let the horses go without stables.

And many people will praise Baier's handsome horses from the bottom of their hearts, and then point to their horses and say that the Colony horses are strong and robust.

However, Baier did not stay in the bustle for long, and he entered the inner castle of the city, where the Lionheart lived.

Generally speaking, ordinary people are not qualified to meet the king, even the duke needs the baron's notification, and then apply for a few days, so that Baier is ready to stay for a few days.

Until a baron counted the amount of goods in Bayer's car and heard the name of the man in front of him.

His complexion changed suddenly, and he pushed the attendant next to him.

Then a long horn suddenly blew and the baron shouted.

"Byer. Door. Baie. The Lord of Shet's Lords comes to the King! ”

Baier tilted his head, as if it wasn't that difficult?