In the wilderness of a dilapidated village, beside a small river where the grass and trees are separated, the beautiful woman who had been let go before is telling something, and opposite her is Lucy, who has blonde hair and wears a wizard's robe dyed with purple river grass.

"That man is definitely Satan's messenger! He called himself the Dark Sage, and the knight rebelled and killed his companions and knights! The beautiful woman screamed and clutched her chest, "I have to spread what he said, or he will curse me!" ”

"Fear is contagious, listen to Naga, he's just a beggar who has been confiscated from the grocery store, and he doesn't even know how to use magic balls." Lucy said without a wave on her face, "Believe me, it's dangerous for you to go back to the village now, they can arrest you the first time, they will naturally arrest you a second time, you must know that saving people at the stake is quite difficult." ”

"I know, but I have to go, you don't know how terrifying that Dark Knight is, if I don't go, he'll kill me!" Naga said in horror.

"Alright Naga, my poor boy, I'll help you spread the word, and then we'll go back to the Witch Forest." Lucy took Naga's hand and soothed.

"Really? Thank you so much, Lucy. Naga exclaimed excitedly, and then she saw Lucy's eyes cold, and then reached out to cover her mouth.

"Shhhh Someone's coming. Lucy dragged Naga behind the woods, and then the purple magic robe turned into a color similar to the dead grass of the trees, covering both Naga and Lucy.

"It's the Dark Knight." Naga lay behind the woods and whispered nervously, "He's not here to get me, is he?" ”

"No one can catch you with me, don't talk." Lucy said, and saw three more knights chase after the knight, and one of the knights' horses was very fast, and ran to the front to stop him.

Mul ran several distances in a row, and when he found himself getting closer to his pursuers, he knew he couldn't escape.

He didn't think about going down into the grass to get around, which would not only not escape the chase but even put himself in danger, he kissed the hilt of his sword, then drew his one-handed sword, and looked sideways at Widdy, who was turning ahead, and the two servants who were catching up behind.

"The knight guarding the darkness is always chasing and trampling some reptiles." Mul made a different sound through his nose, and his thick black eyebrows were like swords, and when the declaration was over, he tapped the horse's hip with the blade of his sword, and Mul slowly moved towards the two servants, and crossed the two horses that were rushing at a rapid pace.

After the brief metal clash ended, Mul sat down on his horse with his sword in hand, looked at the two servants who were clumsily turning their horses' heads, relieved their numb wrists from the shock, took a strip of cloth from his coat pocket and tied it to his hand, and then urged the horse to rush over.

"Minions of the rotten nobles, tremble under the sword of the Dark Knight!"

Mu Er pressed the two servants with a ferocious momentum, and the sound of one-handed swords slashing each other was endless, and the corners of Mu Er's mouth showed an arc in the crisp sound, and a fanatical look appeared in his eyes.

"Satan gives me strength! The Holy One bless me! Mu Er roared angrily, and the momentum on his body skyrocketed, then the Hu Cong who cooperated with each other on the left and the right couldn't keep up with the rhythm in an instant, if it weren't for the people who had suffered since childhood, I am afraid that the sword would collapse at this time.

But even so, the swords in the hands of the two servants were a little unable to hold it, and seeing that they were about to become the souls of the swords, Wei Di, who was observing from the sidelines, stepped forward in time to support.

The horses squeezed each other on the path, and from time to time attacked each other with their hooves or mouths, and the battle of the four people on the seat even showed brilliance, and the battle continued until everyone was exhausted, and Weidi guarded the people on their backs and retreated, and Mul also rushed out and distanced the three of them.

"Sigh~" Mul's war horse spewed out a large white gas, and forced his neck with Mul, and the dark knight held a one-handed sword full of jagged teeth towards Weidi.

"No matter how powerful a knight is, he is only a lackey of the upper echelons, a minion of evildoers, remember my name, Nicholas. Mul, this name will be your nightmare for a long time! ”

After Mur finished speaking, he pulled the reins and walked away before nightfall, leaving behind a solemn face of Weidi and the two servants.

"Did he mention the Sage?" After Mu'er left, Hu Cong, who had struggled to push his horse up, said with a tired face, "It can't be the one who ran away from our territory, right?" ”

"I've heard of nothing else," said Waddy, grimacing, "by contrast, he's recruited another follower, a madman like that wild man!" ”

"The Baron doesn't allow anything like a pumpkin head to appear, should we discuss it with the Dark Sage?" Hu Cong asked.

"What are you talking about? Will we condescend to him, or will he give up his wish?" Widdy glared at him, "Fortunately, we know what he's all about, and I'll go talk to him on the Baron's side." ”

As he spoke, Widdy withdrew his one-handed sword and turned his horse's head to jog towards the barony, and the two servants glanced at each other, and hung the sword with its numerous serrated teeth on their horses, urging the exhausted horse to follow.

"It's terrifying to be a person with the power of faith, and the original knight servant has unleashed the power of the Templars."

In the woods, Lucy lifted her magic robe and led Naga out slowly.

"Then why didn't the Dark Knight get rid of them?" Naga asked, confused.

"Because he is exhausted, both men and horses, and weapons, to the limit." Lucy sighed, "If there are a few more of these people, the wild men of the forest can lead the war to war." ”

"What did you say?" Naga didn't understand.

"Nothing." Lucy smiled, "I'll help you spread the darkness of the Sage in the village." ”

At the castle of the Baron de Nofifi, the Baron was admiring the silver cutlery he had obtained from the merchants of the Hilton, which was much better in shape and pattern than it had been used in the past.

Aristocrats need such delicate utensils to match their status, and it is said that the royal family of Morrowind used this new tableware for their gatherings.

Just as the baron reveled in his own taste and style, the butler entered.

"Let's take a look at the crafts that are said to be enjoyed only by wealthy nobles." Nofifi smiled up.

"Dear Mr. Baron, you should try not to buy things behind my back, at least let me refer to it for you before you are sure." The butler said with a serious face, "There are only a few families in the barony that have assets, and you can't add a few sets of utensils. ”

"I see, aren't there many shops in town? When you're short of money, don't you just be charged with a wizard?" Nofifi said impatiently, and then asked the butler, "What's the matter?" ”