When Arkan was still lamenting that he could have such a huge advantage of a hundred horses against three horses, a fierce wind howled.

He saw Alina and Alice pulling their horses less than thirty meters away, while Rogers threw away the whip and patted the horse's back, and a somersault took off in an instant.

In the next moment, before the joy on Arkan's face had completely dissipated, Rogus tapped one foot on the head of the steed under his crotch, and looked down at him with his eyes down.

"Yo, don't you welcome me~"

Rogers' silver hair fluttered and surrounded by a rich wind element, and he bent his legs slightly in a gesture of relief, and gave a quick banter towards Arkan.

At this moment, the world slowed down in his eyes, and his body was already able to keep up with the command of the accelerated thinking brought by the [Enlightenment Bonus].

Seeing that Arkan was about to raise his hand to touch the saber behind his back, Rogers flipped his palm and raised it slightly, and a hurricane followed suit, slamming Arkan into the sky.

"It's too slow!"

The banter on Rogers' face remained undiminished, and he leaped high in an instant, and the charging cavalry seemed to freeze in his field of vision, and then the soldiers and horses quickly pulled away, getting smaller and smaller, until they were like ants.

After catching up with the high-flying Arkan in the blink of an eye, he raised his arm and punched it hard against the vagus nerve in his opponent's jaw, sending it higher into the air.

Then he looked down on the land again, and the Santan cavalry team had been surrounded by a circle of pure white fireworks ribbons, and the magic power in the circle was constantly condensing.

Arkan didn't want to capture the flag from the beginning, he came solely to capture himself.

Rogers looked at the number of hundreds of cavalry, and after thinking flashed through his mind, he whispered:

"Witness me, O Lord of pain and torment."

[Inform! The bottomless pit of pain walkers cast their eyes on you. 】

[Inform! The gods of the bottomless pit, with the exception of the Painwalker, cast their eyes on you. 】

Most of the Santan cavalry had not yet understood the current situation, and only a few people caught a glimpse of a figure falling rapidly with dozens of mushroom-shaped afterimages.

Boom –

Suddenly, as if an invisible force had broken free, and like a giant beast awoke from the ground, the earthquake trembled and cracked, and the turf flew up, and a great cry of sorrow sounded.

One by one, the devouring mushrooms burst open, and the spores that were scattered quickly spread over the bare skin of the cavalry with the swirling wind, burrowing into the cavalryman's ears and nose.

Standing in the center of the giant ribbon of white flames, Rogers danced the wind with his hands as if he were conducting a music cleanly, sending hundreds of horses hovering off the ground in unison.

Some of the cavalry forced themselves on horseback, while others jumped and jumped, but they could not escape being carried by the storm.

They had to close their eyes tightly because of the violent howling current, and there was an unbearable itch in their noses and cochlea, and they no longer felt any more sensation.

"Itching and occlusion."

Rogers looked around and whispered softly, the pages of the magic book turning in front of him, and the majestic magic that gushed out delicately guided the elements around him.

His raised arms grew slowly and gracefully, like a breeze, and several glittering spikes swept through the shattered earth, puffing through each cavalryman.

The cavalrymen, who had been able to lie on their horses, could not help but let go because of the itching, and they only felt that as they moved in the wind, there were continuous and unprotected hammer blows in their chests, but in a few seconds, the sharp stabbing stabbed them into the air again.

"Dull pain and puncture."

Rogers held his head high, his fingertips drawing graceful arcs in the air, carefully smearing the colors of the notes.

Several streams of light burst forth, slicing precisely through the index and middle fingers that the cavalry used to hold knives and shoot arrows, and piercing their kneecaps back and forth.

The [Enlightenment Bonus] strengthened by Alice once again frantically accelerated the cavalry's thinking, and the [Liqi Bonus] ignited their already turbulent emotions at the moment.

"Mutilation and clarity."

When the wind subsided, the white flames dispersed, leaving only dust and blood dripping and wailing.

Rogers' movements slowed down, his hands slowly lowered in the air, and his eyes flashed with satisfaction and relief, reflecting praise and gratitude for the superb cooperation of the cavalry.

[The Painwalker has recognized your performance, and He has generously sent down the blessings he had promised you. 】

[Inform! The World Veil has been amended to the present world, and the bottomless pit of pain walkers will not be able to cast their eyes again for a short time. 】

"Just foreplay? I was going to use him as the main drama......"

Rogers looked at the pop-up tooltip as he looked up at the falling Arkan.

[Name: Praise of the Broken]

[Type: Blessing of the Gods]

[Source: The Bottomless Pit Pain Walker]

[Effect: When this blessing is activated, you will not be able to perform normal walking activities, and your strength will be reduced to a certain extent, so that the pain can be stored up and erupt when you feel it is appropriate.] 】

[Note: This blessing will lose its effectiveness when you reach the Silver Rank.] 】

Arkan gradually awoke in the air, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a mess of broken grass, horses fleeing in all directions, and cavalry wailing in the air hanging from spikes.

Dazed, panicked, anxious, helpless, angry......

Many emotions passed through his eyes, and finally intertwined into a complex look.

The rage burned like fierce lava in Arkan's chest, spreading throughout his body.

The strong momentum shattered the clothes on his upper body, and the black lines appeared on his body and snaked and swam, depicting intricate and mysterious tattoos.

The air whistled across the remaining strips of cloth on his body, and the muscular lines of his shoulders and arms were clearly visible, outlining a solid and majestic outline.

He waved his arms like an eagle with wings outstretched, and stepped straight at Rogers.

Bang –

The grass once again shuddered, and amid the splashes of rubble, Rogers escaped Alkan's attack with a light tilt of foreboding and many bonuses.

His palms glittered into a solid glove, and the sharp tips of his fingers slammed into Arkan's cheek, and then he slammed his skull to the ground with all his might.

"Feel the pain, experience the pain, accept the pain, understand the pain......"

After a muffled thud, Rogus crouched on his knees, a grin at the corner of his mouth, and looked directly into Arkan's resentful eyes, allowing his opponent to clench his fists and slam into the gleaming mana shield and glowing armarmor in front of him.

He had prepared a lot of activities and lines to dedicate to Arkan, such as guessing why the other party's father didn't come to watch the battle, and how obedient the Santan priestess was now.

But with the Pain Walker's departure, the psychotherapy plan became useless, but he still casually shouted two lines.

But before he could finish speaking, there was a clicking sound on the shield, and the tattoos on Alkan's body, who was pressed to the ground, became more and more colorful.

Sensing the impending crisis, Rogers simply got up and jumped back.

"Roar!!

The deafening roar made him lose his mind for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, Arkan, covered in blood and redness, appeared in front of him.

The support of the [Protector Bonus] given by Alice is combined with her own extremely strong mental power, and there should not be a loss of consciousness.

The only possibility that can explain this situation is that the other party has liberated the power of the silver rank.

After thinking about it quickly, Rogers casually admired as he tried his best to dodge the opponent's punches and grapples:

"I recognize you for such power."

Even with the blessings of many privileges, he felt that he couldn't dodge in front of the crazy Arkan for too long, this was the suppression brought by the rank, and Alice's [Enlightenment Bonus] was probably almost to the limit.

Sensing the magic rising from behind, knowing that Alice and Alina couldn't help but come to help, he pondered for a moment, summoned a large thick fog as he dodged sideways, and at the same time bit the blood storage fruit taken out of the magic book in his mouth, accumulating enough protection while pausing slightly to meet Alkan's punch to the chest.

Poof-

A large thick fog suddenly burst into a whirlpool, and Rogers flew straight out of it with the magic book in his arms, his mouth spurting bright red blood, throwing a beautiful blood-colored arc with his movements.

[The Laughing Artist reprimanded your acting skills, and he felt that your behavior was as bad as it was on Exorcism Night.] 】

When Rogers saw this text, he wanted to refute that he had about four kilograms of blood on his body, so what was wrong with spraying a little more.

But thinking that this was not the academy, he obediently closed his mouth, and wrapped the blood storage fruit with magic in his mouth, preventing it from continuing to release blood.

Just as he closed his eyes and tried to make a faint state, a pair of strong arms held him firmly and placed him in the thick crook of the arm.

Well?

Rogers felt that the person who came to pick him up seemed to be a little wrong as expected, he opened his right eye slightly with speculation, and after seeing that it was indeed his father, and his father's anxious expression, he instantly closed it again.

Earl Brad was carefully observing Rogers' state, and naturally noticed this small movement, and then his expression gradually stiffened, and suddenly he had an urge to let go and throw his son to the ground.

After calming down, he first observed the rushing saint and Elena, whose faces were not too much real anxiety, and then raised his eyes to Alkan, who had been trampled under the feet of the captain of the Knights of the Guard, Rekus, and the Santan priestess and her entourage who had come from a high platform in the distance.

After a moment's silence, Earl Braider announced in a loud voice that Arkan had broken his oath in the presence of everyone and had freed the forces of the Silver Order in an attempt to attack Rogers, and for that crime, he would detain Arkan in the name of Brad.

Then he ignored the lords of the Eastern Realms who came to care about the situation, and only said that his son needed treatment now, so he turned around and left the arena with Rogers.

……

The climate in the green valley is pleasant, and even in the hot summer, it doesn't make people feel too uncomfortable.

A gentle breeze blows by, bringing a faint scent of flowers and grass.

Rogers still lives in the villa, and his father has taken over the affairs of the Santans, and many of the Eastern lords have either returned to their respective realms to attend to their own affairs, or have taken up residence in the Baron's Mansion with Earl Breed.

It's been two days since the ride, and in the past two days, Rutgers has not only received letters of concern from "uncles and uncles", but also received a large number of gifts of various supplements.

The perception of Rogus by many lords in the East has been refreshed again because of the cavalry, and the relationship between them and the alliance of interests has made them not stingy with their generosity, showing their concern for Roggers's physical condition.

On the lawn in the backyard of the villa, Rogers was still dressed in the same attire, except for a black cane made of solid wood that was just long enough to hit the ground when he bent his arm slightly.

Now he was grasping the handle of the staff, looking extremely hard and focused, and as he tried to take a step, he pushed the staff forward, using it as support, carefully watching the tendencies of his body.

"It worked!"

Alice, who was watching Rogers' movements, was pleasantly surprised, and she raised her hands to clapp, giving out a series of crisp applause.

This is Rogers' first successful step since he got his cane yesterday.

Alina sat on the grass beside her, flipping through the Codex of the Sages presented in the Wizard Book, and after seeing Rogus take a successful step, she looked at Alice's happy appearance, the corners of her mouth slightly pursed, and she raised her hand perfunctorily and patted it a few times.

She and Alice knew before the fight that Rogus would pretend to be attacked by Arkan in order to gain control of the Santans, and that Rogeth's current unsteady stance was the price of skill.

In addition, she always vaguely felt that the skill that Rogers had just acquired seemed to be aimed at her, which made her inexplicably unhappy.

"Young Master, Her Royal Highness Renina Augustes is waiting in front of the villa, saying that she wants to visit you."

Hans hurried to the backyard to stand in front of Rogers, he looked at his young master's stumbling appearance and at first showed a little unbearable, and then immediately cleaned up his mood and completed his duty to report.

"Renina?" Rutgers, who had just been satisfied with his success, frowned slightly when he heard the name.

Professor Alana had mentioned the name to him, and she was none other than Professor Alana's sister.

Linguistics was known to the outside world too early because Renina leaked it out of her correspondence with Alana and then attracted a bunch of magical schools that wanted to attack Rogus, so that he later had to respond through speeches.

Rogers knew from Alina a few days ago that the royal family would come, but he didn't expect it to be this guy, and it was so abrupt that the other party shouldn't have informed his father, so he ran to find him without authorization.

But after all, he is a member of the royal family, and if he refuses to see him directly, he will definitely fall into the matter, and he may not know what to do about it.

"Let her in."

Rogus waved his hand in command, but his balance spiraled out of control, and it wasn't until Hans hurriedly grabbed his arm that he was able to regain his footing.

(End of chapter)