unreliable adventure

Afraid of the pursuit of the Pantheon, we didn't even dare to light an open flame when camping. Glinda asked Fierro to forcibly confiscate a magic crystal, crushed it and ignited a cloud of shadow flames.Just a little warmer.Francis took out dry food from his backpack and shared it with everyone. It was a kind of strange-looking jerky.Fierro insisted it was undead meat, and it sure looked like it.Wayne said it tasted good, better than the meals of the Knights.I can't comment, dead people don't need to eat.

Wayne ate something hastily, and sat aside to mend his armor. It seemed that he couldn't mend it well. After all, the quality of the standard armor is like that, and he took a full acid attack from me.

Seeing this, Francis touched his backpack again: "Fortunately, I brought a spare set of leather armor when I went out this time, Tin Woodman, let's use it first!"

Wayne took the leather armor thrown by Francis, nodded his thanks, and got up to put on the leather armor.The little knight has a strong body, so he must have not been lazy during the physical training, and Francis' armor still fits him well, just adjusted the belt buckle.

"Hehe, what a gleaming barbarian." Glinda commented bitterly.Indeed, the armor was in the freeman's usual exhibitionist style. Wayne put it on behind him, and solemnly read a light defense spell on it, which shone ridiculously.

Wayne turned around and said, "It's really handsome, I like it." After sitting down for a while, he added: "I heard that the ladies in Fireworks Alley like bold brave men, right Fran Brother?"

Francis laughed so hard that he couldn't sit still, and fell backwards.

Suppressing a laugh, I rummaged through my magic storage bag.I haven't sorted it out for a long time, there are a lot of bits and pieces in it, and I just poured it out. I picked it up roughly, but there are a lot of defensive equipment.When Fran heard the sound, he came over and yelled the best baby in a fuss.

"Brother Hei" Francis shyly said: "Let me discuss with you, this power ring is so strong and so beautiful, let me borrow it from my little brother to play with it! Also, those pieces of defensive equipment are for iron skin person?"

Fierro made a cold comment on the side: "Do you still need to fight the devil? After Blackwood is knocked down and searched, you can divide the spoils and break up."

I ignored the elf man: "Take it if you like it, anyway, I don't need it, I'm a mage! But as I said before, if you get powerful mage equipment, you are not allowed to snatch it from me."

I searched for a while, and pulled a large silver-plated shield out of the magic bag with all my strength.I threw the shield to Wayne, and explained in detail that there are awesome enchantment runes installed on the handle behind the shield, which can resist most magic attacks, but the duration is only a little more than two seconds, and it needs to be opened manually. Be smart when using it, and don't be accidentally injured by my powerful magic again.

Wayne frowned and checked the shield and suddenly asked, "Why do you have the standard shield of the Knights...Mr. Archmage?"

I froze for a moment and said I couldn't remember.Hey, the dead always have too much past, is it something from the Knights?Maybe when he killed a knight.

Wayne resisted not answering, came forward and bowed his head to thank.

I also told him that he needs to be more powerful in melee fighting monsters, and his pace should be flexible, and he can't take the attack hard. This time, the Titan underestimated the enemy.

Francis pulled Wayne by the shoulders and pulled him aside, then slipped the defensive equipment I had just picked out into his hands.After that, Francis leaned over again: "Brother Hei is very brave in fighting with swords and sticks, just like the great mage in the epic era, your big golden sword..."

"That's a personal item, not a gift."

"I didn't ask you for it, so let me have a look."

I searched for it and threw him the sword.

Francis played around with the sword: "The sword is a good sword, but how can it shine?"

"Just an ordinary old sword that doesn't shine."

"Stupid, the elf man interjected, it will glow when enchanted attacks! Barbarians, if you like fancy things, ask your tin woodman to read the blessing of wisdom on your equipment one by one. Before the fight, the opponent's eyes will be shaken."

"Hahaha, it's a good idea, I must try it some other day." Francis laughed.

After the wrangling was over, Glinda urged everyone to go to bed quickly, and arranged for a night watch.I said come on, I don't need to sleep anyway.Glinda gave me a blank look: "Xiao Hei, hurry up and meditate to return to the magic, and you still call yourself an archmage, and it will be empty after just a few spells. Fran and the Tin Woodman, you two handsome guys are in charge of the first half of the night, so be careful. Elf man, you are a night owl, just take care of the second half of the night, my sister has gone to beauty sleep."

Although the chatter was joyful, everyone knew that the problem was serious. Glinda sat down and began to meditate after making arrangements, and the others took their places without objection.

I've always disliked meditation.Meditation is actually communicating with the elements, asking the elements to use their power, whether it is persuasion, coercion or begging.The problem is that element's temper is mostly annoying, stubborn and noisy, usually the attitude of me and element is that love can't come, this time it's urgent, so I can only bite the bullet and ask.However, it is always difficult to concentrate.Elemental asked me to explain how to win against the Pantheon, I don't know, probably I can't beat it, so what about the cover and escape plan?It seems that there should be...

I'm distracted and can't concentrate.Sister Hua——My little buddy, Mosquitoes with Mosquitoes, is buzzing.Said that the two handsome guys in that room were talking bad things about me behind my back.The night watchmen, Wayne and Francis, were chatting.

Francis said, "Tin Woodman, keep an eye on Blackwood."

Wayne said, "Blackwood? Though he's kind of..."

"Tsundere," Francis added.

Wayne sneered and said, "Tsundere Archmage, he shouldn't be a bad person."

"Stupid, how can there be so many good people and bad people." Francis said.

Wayne said sternly again: "The archbishop said: 'If an undead is sincere to the Holy Light, what right do I have to judge?' I just haven't seen the bereaved before, I'm stupid, so my words and deeds were inappropriate before."

"What an idiot, didn't you pay attention to his fighting moves?"

"This one……"

"He used the tricks of your Knights later on."

"It's kind of similar, but there are also differences."

"And his glowing knight's sword."

"Glow, I read the blessing of power to him twice, so you can see the blessing of the holy light."

"yes--"

"However, this is impossible. I have never heard that survivors can also join the Holy Light Knights."

"Then who didn't say that if the souls of the undead turn to the Holy Light, what kind of authority is there to judge?"

"But……"

"Dead people used to be alive, right? By the way, take out the shield he gave you and have a look."

"A paladin has the protection of the Holy Light in his heart, it is impossible to become an undead..." Wayne still handed over his shield as he muttered.

Francis took the shield and studied it for a while, then said: "Look at the coat of arms on the back, RL, and it's the same as on the hilt."

"Roland, it's impossible, it won't be Paladin Roland."

"Hahaha, the famous paladin Roland, so I tell you to keep an eye on him, maybe you can steal some of the lost stunts!"

I'm bored, Miss Zhao Hua hurried back.Francis looks carefree on the outside, but is delicate on the inside. Such a person is the most annoying.And he got it wrong, I'm not Roland.Let's put it this way, I wrote this book, I don't have to lie, I'm not Roland.