Knight with Wand

Chapter 51 Heroic appearance?

"There are some rough guys in the army. You, a girl, stay indoors and don't run around or cause trouble. Just let me negotiate with them."

Old Brian pushed his daughter into the room without any explanation.

"But your legs and feet?"

Olivia looked back at her father who was extremely abnormal in confusion.

"It doesn't matter!"

The old blacksmith sat his daughter down: "I know you are worried about those young people from other places. As a father, I will naturally explain the process to you adults. Just be obedient and stay at home!"

Sitting on the chair, the girl was confused by her father's request, but looking at his tough attitude, she still nodded obediently.

Brian Sr. turned and left the room.

Before walking out of the house, he solemnly told the stuttering young man beside him: "Hoke, keep an eye on Olivia for me. Don't let her leave the house before I come back. If she wants to go out, she must stop her."

Although Hawke was puzzled, he just scratched the back of his head naively: "Oh."

The old blacksmith patted the silly boy on the shoulder and walked out of the door on crutches.

Looking along the line of sight, he saw the huge beast lying on the roof not far away. Old Brian's eyes only paused for a moment, and then he looked at the young man from out of town who ran over.

He is the key.

Brian thought about it carefully, decided on his answer, and then limped over to meet him.

"Uncle Brian, I saw a large army coming from a high place, at least several hundred horsemen, but they don't look like Kantardars. Are they the army of the local lord?"

Leon was about to quickly discuss the uninvited guests outside the village with the old blacksmith, but he was interrupted by the other party before he could finish speaking.

"I know that the child who was on guard outside the village just now has come back and said to me, don't worry, that is our Orlander army.

Putting this aside, Leon, old man, I want to ask you a favor, which will be of no harm to you. "Brian preached hurriedly.

"?" Leon didn't agree immediately, but he held his waist a little strangely and asked, "You'd better tell me what you're busy with first."

Brian Sr. leaned closer and lowered his voice.

"If anyone outside the village asks who killed the Kantadar noble, please take the credit.

Just say that the evil leader was eliminated by you, or that it was done by the gryphon. In short, please do not mention Olivia's actions or her battle with the enemy. "

As he said that, he glanced at the gryphon not far away, and continued to Leon: "It just so happens that most of the enemies were killed by your gryphon friend. You also have feelings for the Kantardar people. Blood feud, how about this term? Yesterday, you witnessed the atrocities committed by the Kantadar people, so you recruited your gryphon companions to kill all the villains, and acted heroically to save the village. "

"You are the benefactors who saved Selva and the heroes of this village!" Brian raised his hand and said in a solemn tone of praise.

The old blacksmith's words made Leon a little confused and suspicious at the same time.

"That's not a problem, but can I ask why? You don't seem to want Olivia to be in front of people?"

"Yes! Yes, it can be understood that way." Old Brian admitted generously.

He stared at the young boy in front of him.

To think that this kid was willing to risk his life to rescue Olivia.

The old blacksmith suddenly became energetic and immediately prepared what he thought would be enough to arouse the young man's immature enthusiasm.

"Leon, I think you also know Olivia's true ability. I am not boasting, old man. Once a beautiful girl like her with superb swordsmanship enters the sight of noble gentlemen, she will be like lighting a candle in a pile of mosquitoes.

It wouldn't matter if she met a good person, but if she was targeted by some noble nobles with bad reputations, her life would be ruined. "

While explaining, Brian observed Leon's expression.

Unfortunately, the young man's face didn't seem to have changed much.

Old Brian just thought that this young man could keep his composure, so he looked sad and felt sad: "I am just a daughter. Old man, I have accumulated some wealth through my craftsmanship over the years. I don't ask for great wealth, but it is enough for my daughter to find wealth." He is an ordinary husband who lives a peaceful and happy life.

I really don’t want her to accidentally become the noble lord’s ‘plaything’! Therefore, you will be tainted by the rights and wrongs of those noble people. Do you understand the worries of this old man like me? "

Not paying attention to the hint of the old blacksmith's specially emphasized tone, Leon just raised his hand and touched his chin, falling into thinking about weighing.

The young hero who saved the village from the Kantadar army.

This statement does no harm to you.

Once they have established a solid reputation, it will be much easier for the three of them to deal with local officials in the future with this endorsement.

Regardless of whether the rulers of this land care about this small reputation, at least this reputation is positive.

It's better than three homeless wanderers of unknown origin.

"Although no one else in the village has witnessed the fight between Olivia and the Kantadar people except the three of us, the only problem is that the knight prisoner is still alive." Leon raised his head and said to the old blacksmith: "The knight prisoner He was knocked down by your daughter, and he’s not dead yet.”

"Don't worry, it's simple. Just hide him and don't let outsiders know that we still have a living person on our hands. Hasn't the village decided to exchange him for ransom?

Originally, hiding him was what everyone was going to do. I will gather the villagers immediately and ensure that they keep the existence of the captive a secret. "Old Brian is not worried about this. In order to get the huge ransom, the villagers will be so tight that not even a needle can be inserted.

"That's good. What does Olivia think? Does she agree?" Leon asked at last.

The old blacksmith asked back: "Do you think my daughter cares about the reputation of killing the evil leader? She would like to give this to you as a reward."

"Well, okay, if she doesn't care, then I won't be polite."

Leon finally nodded and agreed: "In this case, I will go and talk to Lohak. The villagers are left to you, uncle. Please also help me talk to Azerien. "

After reconciling the new confession with the old blacksmith, Leon immediately turned around to find his companions.

After discussing the excuse with Lohak, he watched him and the villagers sent by the old blacksmith move the captives who were tied like caterpillar dumplings to a more hidden place.

Leon suddenly felt that he had forgotten something?

!!!

A powerful and intimidating roar resounded from the sky.

Leon's face changed and he turned around to look.

The griffin brothers who were just eating a big meal on the roof disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Really?

Your Majesty Deathclaw, do you have to be so righteous?

It's okay to come back to remind the guard, but you really want to stand up for me?

I'm afraid that the griffins and the local army will also fight.

Leon ran away He ran in the direction of the howling.

He didn't want to become a fugitive again before he became a hero.

On the forest-colored square flag, laurel branches surrounded the lifelike stag emblem, and the strips at the end of the flag danced lightly in the wind, which was the proof of "supporting the king".

Behind the stag-head flag, knight emblems of various colors accompanied the neat and long military columns.

The mighty knight team stepped through the simple village road, and the iron hooves of the war horses left clearly visible heavy footprints.

There was no one in the field, and the deserted village was lifeless.

Entering the small village of Selva, there were dried black and red traces left in the streets and alleys. The knights of Orland smelled the blood in the air that was no less than the battlefield.

The road was full of The bodies were wrapped in linen in the open space of the village market, all of which showed the disaster that this place had experienced.

Hearing the crying of the girl in front of him, Trosa sighed softly.

It was too late after all.

If he hadn't happened to run into this poor child walking alone on the road halfway, he would probably have to spend a lot of time to find out the whereabouts of the enemy's remnants.

But even if he changed the route and rushed over quickly, Trosa knew.

It was too late to save the village that was attacked by the enemy's rout.

After all, no matter how fast the warhorse was, it had no wings, and killing the villagers who had no resistance was just a matter of minutes.

But thinking of the pile of corpses of the Kantadars outside the village entrance, Trosa fell into deep confusion.

The most In the end, she was undoubtedly saved.

Although the girl named Lina in front of him did say so.

Three foreign boys rescued her in distress.

They were quite chivalrous and went to the occupied village to save people without hesitation.

But the corpses at the entrance of the village were too exaggerated.

Rather than saying that they died in battle, it would be better to say that they were torn to pieces by some giant war beasts.

Except for a few who could be seen to be injured by swords and spears, most of the other corpses were completely in pieces.

Are the three boys so skilled in martial arts?

This is obviously unlikely.

While he was still thinking on horseback.

A sharp and deafening roar fell from the sky in front of the Orland Knights.

"Griffin?"

Trosa raised his head, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at the war beast swooping down from the sky.

Lina's little face in front of the old earl turned pale with fear.

"General! Be careful. "The great knight Kailan's face tightened, and he swung the reins from the side of the Lord and rushed out of the team.

This tall and burly knight, holding a long-handled axe, took the lead and blocked the Lord, and the runes on the axe blade glowed with a faint light.

The knights at the front of the queue raised their weapons, calmly and quickly rode from both sides, and instantly formed a tight military formation.

The roar of the giant beast did not scare away the knights of the Earl of the Stag, but instead aroused their passion to show their bravery in front of the Lord.

Beside the old Earl, a middle-aged man in robes and armor raised his full-steel long staff like a hammer in his hand, and unnatural air swirls gradually blew from his side.

The griffin did not pounce directly on the tight knight battle formation.

It had never thought of fighting with These strangers were fighting because they just didn't want to watch these guys approach their friends.

The beast flapped its wings and landed heavily not far in front of the army, shaking the ground.

It raised its eagle head and suddenly let out another deafening roar, the sound waves were like gusts of wind.

The terrifying roar frightened the war horses and made them retreat and become restless.

The knight felt the fear and uneasiness of his companions, so he jumped off his weak-legged warhorse.

He put down his armor, held the axe and gun in both hands, and walked directly towards the griffin without fear.

Leon looked at the conflict not far away, and stepped hard to run faster.

He regretted not taking off his armor in time after trying it on.

"- Don't do it! Don't do it!!"

Shouting loudly, Leon felt that he had become Chen O Si on the Spring Festival Gala stage, shouting at Zhu O Mao not to shoot.

I had originally fantasized about how I could become a hero and appear in front of the locals in a dignified and elegant manner.

Now, all of that was gone with the wind.

Little Lina, shivering in the arms of the old count, raised her eyes and saw the face running towards her from a distance when she heard the familiar voice.

“Ah! It’s my big brother!” The girl held onto the horse’s back, straightened her body, and shouted happily.