Chapter 025 (Reunion of Companions)
Rocky Harbor, on the southern wall, hundreds of archers in leather armor waited solemnly.
"Archer," commanded the rough-faced Sir Morin, "ready." β
Brandt stood beside Sir Maureen, who was looking up at the great black monster in the sky that flew towards the walls. Brandt had read a lot of books about the various creatures on the continent of Viallas since he was a child, but he had never seen a creature of this size, and it was extremely rare for a species with a completely black body.
On the city wall, when the archers standing in two rows heard the order, they immediately spread their bowstrings, attached their arrows, and aimed at targets in the air. At the command of Sir Maureen, the archers were able to shoot arrows from their bowstrings in a matter of breaths.
At this moment, an arrow broke away from the bowstring and sped away into the air.
Sir Morin turned around and asked sharply, "Who did not obey the order and shoot the arrow?" "As the commander of the city's garrison, the soldier's dereliction of duty will affect his position, and it will also make him very embarrassed in front of the Earl of Tyrrell.
"My lord, I shot it out by mistake. A square-faced, blue-haired archer stood in front of him.
Brant turned his head and glanced at the soldier on his right. He noticed that the other party's appearance was very young, perhaps about his own age. This is a new recruit, probably because of fear!
"Go down and take the whipping ten times. Ser Maureen rebuked.
"Yes, sir. β
The young soldier fled in panic, but the arrow he shot flew straight into the sky.
In the blink of an eye, the arrow sank into the black dragon's abdomen, and the sharp arrow shot into the black dragon's rough flesh. Feeling bitten by a mosquito, the black dragon suddenly roared, anger came out of its nostrils, and on its ferocious and terrifying head, two huge eyes were suddenly full of murderous aura.
The black dragon swooped down towards the wall in front of him with huge wings, and Sir Colin tightened the reins around the black dragon's neck, he tried to pull the black dragon into the air, but the enraged black dragon did not listen to his command.
Sir Colin's face changed abruptly, and he looked a little flustered. He didn't expect this big guy to resist his orders, and for a while, Sir Colin, who had always been calm and calm, didn't know how to deal with it at the moment.
On closer inspection, Brant recognized that it was a giant black dragon. His face suddenly showed a look of surprise, he couldn't believe that it was a legendary dragon that appeared in front of him. What shocked him even more was that Uncle Colin would actually appear on the back of the black dragon. He began to wonder in his mind, could it be that Uncle Colin had subdued this black dragon and become the legendary dragon knight?
"Shoot the arrows. Sir Maureen shouted.
"Waitβ" Brandt relented, trying to stop it, but it was too late.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."Hundreds of arrows broke away from the bowstring and galloped away en masse, like a dense network of arrows swooping down on the big black monster in the air opposite.
The black dragon flapped its wings violently, fanning a strong whirlwind in the air, only to see that the arrows that were resisted lost power, and in an instant, the arrows fell straight to the ground. Immediately after that, the ferocious black dragon opened its mouth and spat out clumps of smoking sulfuric acid at the humans on the city wall.
Seeing this, the archers hurriedly crouched down and hid under the battlements of the city wall, and a row of spearmen standing behind them raised their shields to protect them.
Brant stood still casting a spell, the corners of his mouth squirming slightly, and he quickly muttered the spell.
Suddenly, a huge and thick "ice shield" appeared on the city wall, and the crystal clear ice shield enveloped everyone inside. Clumps of corroded sulfuric acid fell on the ice, quickly scorching ice pits and emitting clumps of cold air. If it is replaced with a shield, it will also be corroded and dissolved by high concentrations of sulfuric acid.
Sir Colin, who was sitting on the back of the black dragon, said angrily, "If you don't obey my orders, I'll have to make a hole in your back." β
Dragons are the oldest creatures on the continent of Vialas, possessing great strength and magical abilities. Dragons are also a haughty race, believing themselves to be the rulers of the continent and almost subservient to humans or other races. Even though they are forced to submit to humanity for some reason, their arrogant nature has not changed.
The terrified black dragon roared in resentment, and then instigated its wings to rise into the air, and under the command of Sir Colin, it flailed its wings and flew out of the southern gate, and then slowly lowered its massive body to the ground.
Sir Colin, who was sitting on the back of the black dragon, unfastened the strap around his waist, and then he pulled out his legs that were stepping on the dragon's pedals, rolled over, and landed on the ground beside the black dragon. At Sir Colin's orders, the black dragon 'Nesario' lay to the side reluctantly with wide eyes.
Not far away, I saw a team of heroic silver-armored knights galloping on horseback. Seeing this, Brant hurriedly shouted, "Open the city gates." Before he could finish speaking, he hurried down the city walls. Ser Maureen and several other knightly guards hurried after Lord Tyrell and chased them outside the gates.
At this moment, Brandt's heart was filled with joy and excitement. He felt that he was no longer alone, his companions were in front of him, and he saw Quentin Knight, Jason and Paul, and Ranger Roy, and Grea, who was still cold.
Under the city walls, the wide and heavy elm gates were slowly opened by the soldiers, and before the gates on both sides were completely opened, Brant couldn't wait to rush out of the city.
Brant quickly ran up to the middle-aged man in silver armor and looked up and shouted, "Uncle Colin." He was a little excited, but his face was full of happy smiles.
"Brandtβ" Sir Colin's voice paused for a moment, and he bowed again and added, "Lord Tyrrell." Seeing the boy's sincere smile, he almost forgot who the other person was.
Brant, who felt the intimacy, felt a little lost in an instant.
Ser Maureen and the knightly guards hurried over, several of the knights resting behind Lord Tyrrell, quietly guarding the sides. Sir Morin's tall body leaned slightly forward, standing beside the Earl of Rocky Harbor.
"Sir Colin Red," Brandt introduced, "Chief of the Guard of the Knights of Glory. β
Sir Colin, who was nearly six feet tall, bowed slightly to Sir Maureen beside Brandt. Note: (1 foot = 0.3333 m)
"Sir Maureen Pike, Commander of the Rocky Harbor Garrison. Sir Morin, who was also tall and muscular, bowed in return with his right hand on his chest.
"Uncle Colin, have you become a dragon knight?" Despite the fact that the facts were in front of him, Brandt was still a little incredulous and wanted to hear the answer with his own ears.
"Yes, sir. Sir Colin replied respectfully.
Brant tilted his head and looked at the behemoth crouching beside him, and he suddenly felt the urge to touch the black dragon's body.
At this time, the Quentin Knight led the team behind them, and Roy, who was riding a sturdy black horse, turned over and dismounted, and stepped forward and shouted, "Brandt." β
"Roy. Brandt happily responded. It's like friends reuniting after a long absence. Although they haven't known each other for a long time, they have a simple friendship that is not hindered by identity and is equal to each other.
Roy strode over to Sir Colin's side, then bowed slightly, "Lord Brandt." Then he unscrupulously reached out and touched Brandt's back.
Sir Colin frowned and coughed dryly. Others stared dryly.
Brant was a little panicked, turned around and asked, "Roy, what are you going to do?"
Roy said solemnly, "I'm going to see if you have wings behind you, tell me how you flew into the sky." β
Not only him, but Quentin Knight and the other knights wanted to know, and it was clear from the eyes of Jason and Paul that they were also expecting answers, even the calm and steady Sir Colin had this thought. Grya, on the other hand, and Wick, wrapped in a gray cloak, had no expression.
"Remember that pink candle?" asked Brandt.
"What does this have to do with candles?" Roy looked confused.
"Think about it," Brandt reminded him, "what is written on that candle?"
Roy tried to recall in his mind the scene of that night: he took a candle from the magic book, and then found the words engraved on it, and read it carefully, "Hold the candle in one hand, think about where you want to go, and light the candle." γ
"You mean... That candle will fly?"
Brandt nodded slightly, and replied, "Yes, it took me to the sky." β
Roy thought it was a little incredible. The power of magic is amazing, and the imagination of magicians is also strange to him.
Brandt chuckled, not intending to disturb the Ranger in his reverie, he walked up to Jason and Paul and held out his hands to hug them.
But Jason and Paul bowed to him and respectfully said, "Lord Tyrrell." β
Brandt's body stiffened suddenly, and he had to put his raised hands down again, and the original cordial hug was replaced by a slight nod. Despite some small losses, his heart was still full of joy.
Paul turned and walked away, and among a dozen horses behind him, he led a white steed out, "Your horse, my lord." β
"Lightning," Brandt stepped forward, reaching out and gently stroking his partner. This is a gift from his grandfather, and it is also his most relied on and closest companion.
Paul humbly said, "It is my duty and my privilege to be effective for Lord Tyrrell. Then he said in a very soft voice, "Brandt, this guy has a big temper, and he's tormented me all these days." His words sounded like a complaint, but their deep meaning was an expression of close friendship with the other party.
"Paul, thank you for helping me take care of it. Brandt's voice was only audible to the two of them.
Sir Morin stepped forward and asked, "Lord Tyrrell, did you lead the knights into the city to rest first?" "They had already been delayed outside the city gates, and it was almost noon, and there were many important business to attend to in the city.
Brandt turned around and responded, "Sir Morin, you are in charge of the docks, and if anything happens, send someone to inform me immediately." He originally planned to personally go to the docks outside Xicheng to inspect them, but now that the situation was in place, he had to put this matter aside for the time being.
"Yes, sir. Sir Maureen replied in a rough voice.
Brandt then got on his horse and rode slowly into the city gates, with Knight Quentin leading the other knights behind him, and Roy and Glia and Wick following behind the group. Sir Colin flew over them with the black dragon.
Someone in the wide streets of the city shouted loudly in alarm:
"Look, what kind of monster is that?"
"Black wings, there are people on them. β
"Yes...... It's a dragon, a dragon knight. β
"Oh my God!
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