Knight's Guide to Anti-Wolf [Western Fantasy]

The cold throne, the quiet king.

Countless snow and ice condensed into spider web-like cracks under his body, and the walls, land, and everything frozen spread out.

He makes no secret of his strength.

In other words, there is no one in this world worthy of him covering up.

"Sorry, she died. When we left, we didn't know that she was pregnant with your second child." Mireya explained at that time.

"The Star Boundary Demon Sealing Formation gathered almost all the mages in the empire. In such a situation, she dared not use her full strength, or even trade injuries for injuries like before."

"She wanted to protect the two children, but she couldn't even protect herself." Mireya said that.

"Sorry, I'm late..."

Ophelia...

my Ophelia...

"All the civilians in the city have been expelled, and all the soldiers have been killed. Have you arranged for a dark mage to pull people?" Someone asked next to him.

"You don't need to bring those trash," the king's tone was contemptuous and cold. "What I want is the cold heads of those nobles, not the desperate resistance of the people here who fell into the mud. Prepare enough civilians to bind them when they attack." Miriah's hands and feet."

"Are you really going to do this?" The subordinate was slightly worried, "You have no direct conflict with the Archangel Knight."

Archangel is the nickname of Mireya Surien, and it is also the existence that can cause great harm to the master.

"It's not something he can choose at all." His master sneered, "Maybe I'm the only one who knows his details."

"What about Your Excellency Ansu?"

"This is the training that the Lord of Violet should have." The man said decisively.

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After Ansu arranged the self-cultivation of his territory, he followed Miriam and left the castle.

Although he didn't know Miriah's purpose, Ansu knew that he had no room to refuse, and it was better for him to be more generous than to let the other party waste more effort.

Miriah prepared the horses.

Not long after the two came down from the castle, they embarked on the main road. If calculated according to the distance, it would take them six days to reach Lipitzburg.

"Why don't we ride horses?" Ansu asked the man beside him as the wind was strong on the plain, pulling the cloak and hood on his head.

"You are on the horse now." Miriam looked at him suspiciously.

"I'm talking about your winged horse." Ansu gestured with his hands. The horse has wings and can fly. This is completely inconsistent with biology. He thinks that even if he can't dissect it, he should pull out a feather to study it.

"That's my friend. It's usually very reluctant to let me ride. Besides, can we keep it a secret when he goes? No one knows that I went to Lipitzburg." Miriah put on a black robe and pulled it off. The hood is very mysterious, "By the way, let's develop a relationship with you, so that you don't want me as soon as we meet."

"I have a crush on you." Ansu rode beside him. This body controlled the horse just like his own body. He found that he fell in love with riding a horse. "And you didn't say that as long as you beat you, you will be mine." Is it? Anyway, there is that day, why not advance it?"

"Is this on credit?" Miriah stretched out her hands to pinch his face, the child was as soft as when he was a child.

"Forget it if you don't want to, but isn't it going to the battlefield? Why did you go in a sneaky way?" Ansu couldn't understand, "If you want to be a guest agent, let me know the mission."

Even if you are sold, you have to know how much you are worth.

"That person would not see me if he knew I was coming, and would run away if he knew you were coming." Miriam was also helpless.

"Why?" It's understandable not to see Miriam, who knows what he has done to others, but not to see himself... Ansu thought for a while, and made sure that he did not have any grudges with others.

"He is your mother's...good friend. I don't see you because I failed to save your mother, so I feel ashamed of you." Mireya only said half.

"You are also my mother's friend, why don't you feel ashamed of me?" Ansu felt that this reason was too ridiculous.

"Because he strangled my weak affection for your mother back then." Miriah saw that his smile was inexplicably a little weird, and it dragged on a bit, "If it wasn't for him, maybe your father was me."

"Oh, should I be disappointed or happy?" Ansu considered what expression to use.

"I recognize you as an adopted son, do you want to call me father?" Miriah stepped aside, sat behind him, and hugged him, "Come, I will give you fatherly love."

"Go away!" Ansu drove him away wordlessly, "I don't know you well."

"Little Ansu is getting cuter..." Miriah chuckled and stepped aside.

Ansu felt that she had been molested.

Soon, at night, Miriam found an open space on the river beach to let Ansu rest. Although Miriah's physical strength is enough to run directly there, Ansu is young and has a long body after all.

Then Mireia took out a small iron pot and... black bread from the saddle bag.

"Ansu, go fetch water." Miriah handed him the pot.

"Why is it black bread!" Ansu instinctively pressed his chin, the memory of the last time he almost lost his teeth still left him with lingering fear.

"Of course the bread is boiled until soft. Don't you dare to eat it like this?" Miriah glanced at his junior, well, the teeth are very beautiful, "Don't worry, I also brought a piece of bacon to cook together."

"...I'll fetch water, then you cook bread, and I'll catch some fish." Ansu quickly ran away.

The river bank is right next to it. As a housekeeper, Ansu's only cooking is instant noodles, so it's up to the professionals to make a fire.

When going into the water to catch fish, Ansu found that the water was not cold, but lukewarm, probably over ten degrees Celsius.

But this is unreasonable, since it is already early winter, he asked Miriah this question.

"Because of the volcanic groups upstream, there is a lot of hot spring water there, so this kind of river will not freeze in winter." Mireya said nostalgicly, "Your father met Ophelia in the hot spring lake back then. "

Ophelia is Ansu's mother, the duchess.

"Isn't it some old story about peeping in the shower?" Ansu was very curious. He was still young when his father died and didn't know about these things.

"Mostly, a young hero saw a stunning beauty soaking in water, was captured by the other party's smile, and claimed to be responsible." Miriah picked up his long sword and began to peel bread into the small pot. This kind of unfermented bread was as hard as a stone, and Ansu instantly felt that this must be a magic weapon.

"The small part?" Ansu's basic swordsmanship, the long sword was raised and stabbed lightly in the water, and quickly stabbed three fish.

"A small part is that the beautiful woman thought these flies were too annoying, and then she beat the young hero half naked and vomited blood, and asked the other party to reveal her identity and ask her family to pay the ransom." Miriah was very pleased. After peeling off half a loaf of rye bread, he began to peel the piece of bacon, "Because that guy couldn't afford the money, he was dragged together as a coolie. Later, when your mother fell in love with him, he would rather die than follow."

"So powerful?" An Su washed the fish and started roasting it while squatting over the fire.

"Your mother's wreath sword was an existence that made men turn their faces when they heard it." Miriam sighed, "Beauty is beauty, but when she wanted to marry, the nobles of the whole continent trembled in fright, but later, in order to chase your father, It's so gentle..."

"That's it." An Su thought for a while, then slapped a mosquito on his neck with blood, "Why are there mosquitoes in winter!"

"This is by the river, and the water temperature is suitable. Of course..." Miriah stretched out his hand and healed the big bag with holy light.

An Su angrily opened the Thorn Halo.

The taste of the black bread was like moldy noodles, not to mention the bacon, and there were too many fish spines in the river... Ansu finally felt that it was not a big deal to be hungry.

Mireia found a few baked potatoes from the ashes, and gave him a small packet of salt by the way.

Ansu kissed him gratefully. After such a long time, he finally ate normal food!

Miriah smiled and touched the place where she was kissed.

At night, Ansu fell asleep quietly in the hot place, and Mireya sat quietly on the side, pulling the fire.

The flames reflected on his face, as handsome as a god in the sky.

A few mosquitoes landed on Ansu's face again, there were so many mosquitoes here, of course he couldn't activate the Thorn Halo while he was asleep.

Miriah remained motionless, and moved her fingers slightly.

The extremely thin sword light is like the needle of the stars and the moon, passing through the air soundlessly, and disappears like a flash of lightning.

Mosquitoes landed one after another.

Miriah smiled.

……

After a night without dreams, An Gong woke up and found a lot of dead mosquitoes on his clothes.

Miriam just smiled and handed him a towel.

Ansu naturally went to the river to wash up.

"How far have you practiced your Violet Sword?" Miriah reached out to pick up the cross sword on Ansu's waist.

"Tier two." An Su hurriedly snatched back the long sword, "You're crazy, don't you know you can't take this?"

The Violet Sword has never lived up to its reputation as a legendary weapon. Once someone who is not from the Heragalan family picks up this weapon, they will immediately be twisted into flesh and blood by the light of punishment that comes with the sword.

"He won't hurt me." Miriam comforted him, "It's okay, but your progress is slow, at least you have to reach the third level, and you can turn the Violet Sword into a wreath on your head so that it won't be conspicuous."

"Isn't it more conspicuous for a man to wear a wreath?"

"makes sense."

Ansu pressed the violet sword to consider his own lack of sword skills.

Suddenly, Miriah raised his hand, and a line of writing appeared on the palm of his hand.

"Ansu?"

"What's the matter?" An Su looked up at him.

"You don't need to go to Fort Lipitz. The Bone Soldiers have already broken through the second defense of Thor's Light. They have traveled thousands of miles south and pushed their iron hooves to the Mirror Lake, which is [-] miles away from the capital of Violet." Miriam was silent for a while, "Look He didn't kill anyone in the future, his goal was always so clear."

"So?" Regarding the safety of that distant family, Ansu was obviously indifferent.

"So there's no need to talk about it. Since he has made his choice, you and I will go to the defense line of Mingjing Lake first!" Miriah whistled, waiting for his friend to come.

"what?"

"From now on, until you reach level 6, don't leave my side!" Miriah reached out and twisted the gemstone on the cloak pin, a holy radiance spread instantly, turning into holy silver armor covering the whole body, "When When good words fail, you can only speak with the sword."

"What's none of my business?" Ansu frowned.

"All the powerful holy ranks will come out to catch you." Mireya grabbed him with one hand, "It's not one, it may be a group."

Kane, are you really disregarding your son's safety?

Or are you so sure I'll protect him?