Mercenaries and Adventurers

The harpy whose mouth was torn apart by itself flapped its wings with all its strength, staring in horror at the blue meteor flying straight from bottom to top.

But no matter how it dodged, the rapidly approaching deadly weapon still locked it firmly.

"Squeeze!" The monster screamed the last half of its throat, and swung its paws to hit it.

But in its unbelievably horrified gaze, the blue spinning weapon turned slightly to one side, dodged its obstruction, and then stuck it again, the sharp ax blade slashed across its neck, severed half of its neck, and stuck firmly in it. above.

The monster's blood sprayed out from the edge of the weapon's blade, and fell from the air, gradually shattering into blood beads and fine blood mist.

Once blown by the strong wind, I don't know where it disappeared.

The harpy finally flapped its wings subconsciously twice, then seemed to have lost command or power, and fell down with a whine.

And in the sharp eyes of this monster, the original expression has been lost, it seems that the soul in the eyes has disappeared.

In the whining of the strong wind, the chewing sound of the soul seems to be covered up.

-

"Good job!" Knight Rumi saw that the monster was hit in the neck and was falling down without moving, so he judged that the monster was dead.

He gave Kiel an encouraging compliment, then looked in the direction of the militia.

Not far from that direction, a harpy with the root of its wings broken was half lying on the ground, with a shocked and unbelievable expression on its humanoid fur-covered face.

It opened its mouth full of sharp teeth, its severed left wing stretched crookedly on the ground, and it leaned on its right wing to support its body.

The Rumi knight with excellent eyesight saw that the monster was trembling, and immediately called his horse, jumped on it, and galloped towards it.

Boom, boom, boom—

Amidst the heavy hooves of the horses, the Rumi knight picked up a new cavalry spear, mercilessly galloped past, and stabbed it into the back of the monster on the ground.

The spear bent slightly, and then the horse ran forward, and the monster pierced by the spear head also moved forward to stick to the ground as the knight moved.

It is said to move, but in fact it means that the whole body is pressed against the grass and rubbed forward. The monster tried to use its paws to slow down and break free several times, but the Rumi knight swung the spear from side to side, suppressing it and dragging it on the ground again.

The knight quickly approached the front militia team like this, and seeing the Rumi knight suppress the monster on the ground so lightly, all the Kendall militiamen who saw this scene couldn't help roaring.

At first, a few people roared excitedly, then more and more militiamen joined in, and finally all the militiamen in the front team let out rhythmic roars together.

Or low, or warm, or high-pitched.

With a lift of his wrist, Knight Rumi swung his spear directly, picking up the harpy who was suppressed and constantly rubbing against the ground with a strange whine.

The barrel of the cavalry spear used by the baron's personal guard could barely support the full weight of a whole Harpy.

The knight picked up the monster, and galloped his horse around the densely-arranged militia team, asking everyone to take a closer look at what the monster that the locals were so feared looked like, that is, was it powerful or not? They humans should not be afraid of them.

"Everyone look up!"

Knight Rumi shouted.

"Flying in the sky? Then break their wings!"

"Roar! Roar!"

The militiamen shouted in unison.

"Height and fitness? Then launch a fatal blow!"

"Roar! Roar!"

Another round of shouting.

The knight glanced at being provoked and recovered, trying to free himself from the spear head piercing his back from behind. Seriously, these monsters are very strong indeed.

But with a cold voice, he pointed the spear outward towards the militia team, and then pushed the barrel of the gun, causing the monster being carried by the spear to escape slightly. The assembled militia.

"It's yours! Kill it!"

The knight shouted excitedly.

All eyes were on the harpy drawn by the air, and the spear-wielding militiamen at the monster's landing point subconsciously grasped the spear with both hands, and stabbed the spear head at the monster with their trained skills.

Puff puff puff puff—

But more than one person did this subconsciously, and several people did it at the landing point where the monster was thrown.

In just an instant, several sharp spearheads pierced through the monster's wings or body.

A spear tip even pierced through the monster's sharp teeth, pierced through half of the monster's face, and passed through the other side of the head and face covered with fluff.

Being pierced by several spears, even a strong monster had no choice but to try to struggle with the last of its strength.

But the next moment, the roar of the Rumi knight came over: "Why is the spearman still in a daze? Kill it for me!"

As soon as the words fell, the surrounding crowd was crowded, and then more than a dozen spears pierced through the Harpy's body from nearby.

Puff puff puff——, puff puff——

Someone was still struggling to stir the spear in his hand after piercing through the monster's abdomen. Someone stabbed the monster in the abdomen, and was quite excited, so he pulled out and pierced it again.

There are also two militiamen using spears to pick up the monster's pair of variegated wings, which have been unable to hang down, and raise it high.

Knight Rumi was quite happy when he saw this: "Yes! That's it! Next, not only this monster, but every harpy who came to attack our Kendals will all end up like this!"

-

In the carriage convoy not far away, Baron Kendall coughed lightly, and in the wind that gradually diminished around him, he asked Knight Crowe standing on the top of the carriage:

"Isn't it a little too much for Rumi to do this?"

Cavalier Crowe scanned the tall grass in the distance cautiously, and replied calmly: "No, it's just right."

After a pause, he continued, "Look, the soldiers are no longer afraid."

The baron waved his hand, and a glowing mirror light appeared in front of him. On this thing obviously made of magic, it was showing the expressions of the militiamen in the front team, which could only be seen at close range.

The baron took a closer look and confirmed that the militiamen really cheered up after this encouragement, and really believed that they could fight against the harpies.

His expression improved a little from this.

Then the baron turned his magic direction again, looked at the expressions and emotions of the soldiers on the left, right and back of the militia team, and found that although there was improvement, it was very limited.

"At least, there are hundreds of people who can fight normally." He said to himself.

Killing the last harpy of the attack, the army paused for a moment to recover the monster's corpse before moving on.

I don't know if it has something to do with killing the harpies. The strong wind that rose just now gradually became smaller as the monster's life disappeared.

Knight Rumi seized this opportunity and immediately ordered the soldiers to seize the opportunity and move forward.

At the same time, he found a baron's personal guard as an orderly, and passed on one of his soldiers' transformation plans to Knight Crowe.

The plan is not complicated, that is, the 150 members of the front team who have lost their fear of flying monsters will be dispersed and distributed to the militia teams in other directions.

Thanks to the fact that each militia team has an independent team name and organization, it is only necessary to exchange twenty or thirty people with the same number of people in other teams.

Knight Crowe quickly agreed to this plan, and asked Knight Rumi to take the opportunity to complete the manpower replacement during the next rest in situ.

Regardless of the fact that the soldiers in the front team simply whipped the wounded monster's corpse, this simple action effectively broke the fear of ordinary people towards flying monsters.

Not only that, they also imprinted the knights in their hearts, including Kiel, the knight apprentice. The knights have strong force to take the lead and protect the Kendall militiamen as their subordinates.

This belief and trust can make the knight more like an arm when commanding, and the combat power will naturally increase greatly.

-

Baron Kendall stood in the carriage, freezing the corpses of harpies, chanting a phrase: "Believe is strength."

Kiel was standing next to him, cutting off the Harpy's wings with a two-handed axe, then folded them and placed them next to the monster's body. Wings can't be folded, the harpy's wingspan is several meters, even if it's just one side of the wing, it takes up a lot of space when unfolded.

Beside Kiel, a chaplain of the Church of the God of Wealth was muttering and praying to heal Kiel's deaf ears.

The priest muttered something, holding a wet towel in his hand, wiping the blood from Kiel's ear. "How is it? Little Keel, can you hear me?" the middle-aged priest asked tentatively in a soft voice.

Keel felt itchy inside the ear hole, so he took the wet towel next to the ear and drilled it in.

The quiet world left him, and the noisy sound came to his mind again.

At this time, it was the marching rest time approaching noon.

The Rumi knight roared in the distance, commanding the militia squad he called to take turns to defend the direction with other squads.

A large number of horses were resting and their drivers had their bits removed from their mouths. At this time, they were lowering their heads to show off the delicious grass that is available everywhere on the ground. The neighing and chewing sounds of enjoyment are clearly distinguishable.

The orderly steps of the soldiers went from far to near, and then from near to far, passing by here, and then nervously headed towards the direction of the ordered team.

Lord Kendal was muttering to himself about the similarities and differences between the harpies he had observed up close. Next to the baron, his entourage was rustling the whole paragraph of the baron's words on the book with a quill.

Not far away, amidst the noise, there was the loud sound of the military blacksmith hitting metal with a hammer.

The priests of the other churches who accompanied the army asked in low voices the baron's guards who were also deafened, accompanied by the painful groan of Blood Fangster when he was healed by the healing spell on his leg wound.

Keel, who had experience, guessed that at this time, Ster must be biting a short wooden stick in his mouth to keep him from making loud noises.

Gradually, the priest of the God of Wealth Church next to him asked again: "Little Keel, can you hear me?"

He nodded in response.

The priest who received an affirmative answer heaved a sigh of relief, put down his finger pressing on Kiel's ear, and cut off the divine power instilled into the ear wound.

"In this case, I will end the treatment."

Kiel nodded, and he suddenly felt that his hearing was gradually returning to normal.

From being unable to hear anything just now, to being able to hear everything, and finally returning to my normal hearing range now.

He felt that the enhancement of hearing should be due to the divine power of the gods.

However, Kiel did not have the delicate and sensitive control over divine power of the priests, and the inside of the skull was the most complicated part of the human body. He did not dare to move the divine power and life energy of the Saturnalia in his body to increase his five senses.

That's too dangerous.

Knight Crowe told him about the taboos in this regard more than once.

Until he got to a point where he could manipulate the life energies, Kiel had better put the thought to rest. Unless he wants to kill himself.

Of course, with the accumulation of life energy in the human body, the full life energy does not need to be manipulated. They are usually distributed in the body, and will gradually strengthen and strengthen various functions of the human body.

Whether it is the density and hardness of bones, or the ability to make blood. Muscle explosiveness, endurance, tenacity, etc. will all be strengthened, and even the sensitivity brought by the fine hair on the body surface, the vision of the eyes, the hearing of the ears, the sense of space, and the sense of direction will all be strengthened.

The various organs in the internal organs of the body will gradually become more powerful, diseases will no longer easily erode the human body, the heart will be stronger, and the lungs will be tough enough to inhale more air in one breath and compress. The liver has a stronger ability to decompose toxic substances, and the digestion efficiency of the stomach is higher.

In short, all kinds of common and uncommon abilities of human beings will be gradually strengthened in the hands of knights with sufficient life energy.

Of course, there is a limit to this.

There is a bottleneck in the life energy that everyone can accumulate in the body. If there is enough monster meat to supplement it, it will not take long for the life energy of ordinary people to be filled, and it is difficult to increase.

And this is the limit of most knights.

It's not that there is no way, it's simply that the resources among the knights are different, resulting in the direction and degree of their respective development.

When Keir thought of this, he understood why he gave the pure elemental crystal to Knight Crowe, and the other party agreed to his knight training request in one go.

Because for Knight Crowe, he can give knight training to anyone at any time, and when he has reached this level, it is no problem to teach others.

But for the Cavaliers, it is obviously more important to find a further way forward.

Keir felt that there must be more than one path ahead of a person with Crow Knight's level and connections.

It's just that there are more or less differences between strong and weak, freedom and restraint.

But in the end, Knight Crowe chose the further method of crystallization of pure elements. Obviously, for the knight, this road is the best one he can touch.

"Thank you, thank you for curing my ears." Kiel put away the two-handed axe, and sincerely thanked the priest who treated him.

The priest waved his hand and said politely: "It should be, your performance just now was really good. Little Keel, after officially becoming a knight, are you interested in learning more about the teachings and history of the God of Wealth?"

As soon as the priest finished speaking, Baron Kendall, not far away, coughed heavily, and gave the middle-aged priest a bad look.

The priest of the God of Wealth smiled cheekily, and patted Kiel's armored shoulder familiarly: "You don't need to think about it, you can come to me to talk to me or ask for help at any time. After all, those who seek wealth wholeheartedly should Find the Church of the God of Wealth first. Just remember this."

The baron drove away the talkative priest, muttered a few words to get Kiel out of the way, then waved his hand, and the ring on his finger shot out a thin column of white air.

The corpses of the monsters that had not died long after being shrouded in the white air column and shot for a few seconds were frozen one by one in the large wooden box.

Kiel glanced at the ring on Lord Baron's hand. It gave him a strong feeling that it could kill him at any time. Obviously, the power of the magic ring was not the same between the ring owner and the lender.

The baron noticed Kiel's curious gaze, nodded and said, "How is it? Kiel."

He spread his palms and showed several magic rings on the palm of his right hand by the sunlight in the sky: "Magic rings and similar props are superficial symbols of the power and status of nobles. You have become a knight, and I can give you One."

Seeing Kiel's surprised face, the baron laughed: "But it's not the ones in my hands. I'll find magicians to remake a magic ring with you as the main one. How about it?"

This is solicitation.

Although Knight Crowe is the vassal knight of Baron Kendall, and Keir is the knight apprentice of Knight Crowe, he naturally leans towards him in terms of power.

Moreover, Baron Kendall also intends to let Keir replace the original lord "Knight" of Gloomy Forest Village in the future.

But after all a tendency is just a tendency. Kiel wasn't from the military, had previously lost his memory, and was definitely not a local. Popping out in Kendall City is also famous for hunting monsters freely.

And faintly has a good relationship with the Saturnalia Church. Although he had made some arrangements before, which weakened the relationship between the two.

But it is still hard to say how to choose after becoming a knight.

Especially this time they have to participate in the war. As Kiel, who has not yet become a knight, whether he can survive the battle is an unknown that no one knows the result.

Insufficient than the top, more than the bottom.

It is about Kiel's level of combat strength at this time.

This kind of apprentice knight who is still learning is the most likely to die in a battle with outsiders, because compared to fighting against knights who can fight and escape, the enemy like Kiel is the easiest to concentrate and eliminate.

Generally speaking, knight apprentices in training are in a place with sufficient resources: trainers, a safe environment, a lot of monster meat, knight knowledge and skills. Study in a place and environment with sufficient resources, so that the selected candidates will have a safe possibility of becoming a knight.

Knights like Crowe and Rumi were selected from the army of the kingdom, and they took time to train knights in specific safe places.

As for Baron Kendall himself, before he took over the title of Baron Kendall, he spent time and resources at the aristocratic council in Organ Castle, the capital of the northwest province, to safely and securely become a noble baron with the initial strength of a knight.

Of course, becoming an aristocrat generally does not have to force the initial strength of a knight, it is not necessary.

It's just that the border areas like the Northwest Province are not safe, and there are constant challenges in governing the territory. Only after possessing the basic strength of a knight can it be safely governed and ruled.

This is not only true of Baron Kendall, but also of some of his other friends who have the same title and are adjacent to the governing area.

As for the nobles whose territories are located in big cities and developed areas in the eastern part of the kingdom, they don't need to spend time, energy and risk at all to train themselves into noble lords with the initial strength of knights.

The baron once heard that the more prosperous the place, the more the nobles look down on the vulgar border nobles like them. The nobles in those places advocate the use of wisdom and power to demonstrate the strength of the nobles, rather than naked physical violence.

-

Having said that, when Baron Kendall made an invitation gesture, Keel fell silent.

Kendall County is not bad, he is familiar with it, and knows the land in the county better than most people. The monsters and beasts above Kiel did not know how much they had to deal with.

It's just that I didn't think much of it before, and I always thought that Kendall County was very big, but after walking out with the army this time, Keir suddenly realized that the world is so big.

Kendall County, which was originally thought to be very large, appears too small in comparison.

If he was a local, he would naturally return to Kendall County, officially become a knight lord, manage a place, serve Baron Kendall, and fight for it.

But he is not.

Not only is he not native to Kendall, he is not even from this world, he is Zhao Ji, a lonely soul from another world.

Comes mysteriously, with no choice.

Now, he wants to go out, get out of a small place, travel around, and increase his knowledge and experience.

Go to every place where heroic epics are sung by bards, go to the highest mountain in the world to shout loudly, go to the vast ocean to challenge endless unknowns, go to the empire bred by human civilization, go to the world The most intelligent library looks for the most intelligent existence, explores its own way, visits every holy place of gods, goes to every place, and challenges every strong man.

Perhaps, there will be a legend left behind.

Or maybe ~www.readwn.com~ exposed the corpse early in the wilderness.

Thinking of this, Kiel even felt his own heart beating in his heartless chest.

The baron looked at Kiel's expression without answering him, and snorted softly: "It's the same as when I was young, haha. I also have the unique ambition of young people, and I always feel that this world is nothing more than this."

Keir came back to his senses and touched his nose in embarrassment.

"It's okay, it's okay, little Keel, no matter how far you go, believe me, you will always return to Kendall County. This is the answer and prediction told by my wisdom."

The baron tapped his forehead lightly with his fingers, and read softly:

"Falling leaves come from the soil and always fall to the ground."

"Migratory fish grow in the sea and swim back to the creek."

"Migratory birds hatch in their nests and return after flying thousands of miles away."

"When a traveler travels to a foreign land, his heart beats and he returns home."

"Whether wise or foolish, whether flying insects or elves."

"Whether it is mountains or rivers, whether it is stars or the universe."

"Everything is a cycle."

"We sprout."

"We grow."

"We travel far."

"We multiply."

"We grow old."

"We, hey—"

"We always go back to where we started."

"Turn into dust and decay, the spirit nourishes all spirits, and the soul becomes a seed."

"Buried deeply, waiting for the day when it will sprout again."

Baron Kendall was talking, and left on his own. Obviously, when he read the poem, he didn't care about Keir any more.

Keir scratched his head and sat on the side of the carriage, behind him was the chilling corpse of the frozen monster, and in front of him were busy people.