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

A wolf griffin was divided in half, Ansu ate a piece, and the rest was added to other people's dishes.

The smoked wolf meat tasted okay, although a bit old.

The Griffin found a thick and long tree fork to sleep on, and Ansu also habitually climbed to sleep on the tree.

Seems to have figured it out, Ansu slept well.

The night in early winter is very cold, only the sound of firewood jumping.

A group of dozens of wolves came out to prey in the middle, but the head wolf ran away with its tail between its legs when it saw the big griffin. In the animal world, every species is very winking, and the griffin is undoubtedly Is the top predator.

After a night of no dreams, the next morning, everyone came to the silent village.

Everyone gathered up the corpses left in every household. Seeing the miserable death of the villagers who lived together not long ago, a group of farmers who had moved to see them burst into tears. Ansu ordered the graves to be dug out first, and waited for the pastor to tidy up. Come and pray when you are done, to appease these souls who died in vain.

Then Ansu walked into her little church.

The holy light projected from the zenith enveloped the entire room. The tables and chairs here have been repaired and arranged, and the blood has been washed away, but the faint smell of blood has not dissipated.

An Su slowly knelt on one knee towards the beam of holy light.

"Anyone who recognizes your power and your ideas can use your power. You have noticed my changes, but you still haven't taken back the holy light that belongs to your believers. Is it because you agree with my ideas?" Ansu said. Hold my heart, "I can feel the kindness you guide, so I also agree with you, not a belief, but the same goal. Thank you for your help."

He has already seen the powerful power of the Violet Sword, but the ethereal hymn is the key to his harmless use, which made him understand that it is because of the powerful sealing power that he was not killed by the Violet Sword. Demon devours.

Therefore, the violet sword masters of the past are all high-level paladins, because only the purest holy light can control him, and it is also because the sword masters are all paladins, so this long sword, formerly known as misery, has gradually changed in history. Into the legendary violet holy sword.

However, why is this sword not at all as cruel and blood-devouring as mentioned in the family warning?Didn't the family records say that when using the wreath sword, there will be two voices of angels and demons speaking in the ears?Why only hear the chants, can't it be that the other speaker is broken?

Ansu shook his head and didn't think about it anymore, but got up and went to his room where the fungus incubator was kept.

Is the child who has been helping me look after the penicillin bucket gone?

He was thinking a little bit disappointed, as if he saw the child asking why this could cure diseases in a low voice.

Several wooden barrels are placed in the inner room, inside which are penicillium cultured with starch solution, sugar, and distilled water. Because the lowest temperature is too low, he also asks people to pay attention to the temperature of the room at all times, and it is appropriate to keep it in a piece of clothing as much as possible. temperature (above 20 degrees).

Now the room is cold.

Ansu didn't sigh, but after observing the growth of the colony, he closed the room.

He doesn't have time now for things like spreading medicine.

"Cough..." There was a soft sound.

Ansu kicked open the door in an instant, and opened the lid of a penicillium bucket.

The one who had been helping him was sitting in the penicillium bucket, his face was pale, and he was barely breathing. Because the penicillium is an aerobic bacterium, the bucket was not sealed.

But does this unlucky child know that this will kill someone!

Ansu immediately dragged him out and directly threw a Holy Light spell.

The child's breathing slowed down and he began to cough violently.

After staying in the penicillium for such a long time, it is no wonder that I don’t suffer from allergic bronchopulmonary penicillium. Fortunately, I have a pastor, so I will go to Miriah again if it doesn’t work.

"Priest..." The boy opened his eyes blankly.

"Don't talk." Ansu thought it was luck that this kid survived.

"My lord pastor..." The boy tugged on his sleeve, wept in a low voice, and then coughed violently again.

"Don't get excited, it will be troublesome if it triggers asthma." An Su hugged him, "I'll take you for treatment."

"Hmm..." the boy cried silently.

Ansu went out to call Griffin.

"Master Priest..."

"what happened?"

"Teach me spells... I want to protect my family, and you..."

"Let's talk about it first." An Su comforted him.

"Say, say it..."

"Yeah." Ansu looked at the flying griffin and asked him to bring Xi Ya.

"And you?" asked the griffin, flying up to the sky.

"Of course I have something to do. Go and come back quickly."

"Don't worry, 10 minutes will let you see the limit of speed."

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In the forest not far from the village, a huge skeleton griffin fell from the sky. Its ferocious and strange appearance made the surrounding wild beasts flee in a hurry.

The cold knight turned over and stepped on the ground, the armor boots were covered with a layer of snow-white frost.

Surrounded by a large piece of mutilated corpses, full of traces of beasts gnawing.

The knight walked from the corpse to a body that was still intact, and the surrounding beasts hadn't gnawed here yet.

Heads rolled around the body, and he held a horn tightly in his hand.

The knight opened a scroll.

A icy light instantly enveloped the corpse.

After a few seconds, the body began to tremble violently.

The light began to fade.

A few minutes later, the head opened its eyes instantly, and the ice blue light flashed in the eyes.

The scroll in the knight's hand turned into countless blue lights that permeated the corpse.

Finally, the corpse pushed its head back into place and let out a hoarse sigh.

"I'm just like you."

"It's good to be alive." The black knight said indifferently.

"That's right," but he couldn't eat his favorite nuts anymore, Raul picked up the horn, "Shall I go with you?"

"Of course!" said the Black Knight.

"Well, brother, take care of me more. By the way, I saw Shea." Raul looked at the other's head hidden in the armor, and said tentatively, "I want to bring him to you, but it's a pity People were saved."

"He told me your whereabouts." The black knight said succinctly.

"We mountain people were massacred back then, the three of us, you died at the hands of Valen, I fled back to Longji Mountain, he hid, I really didn't expect to have a chance to meet again." Raul was a little excited, " Does Shia still like you?"

The black knight gave him a cold look, turned around and took a bag, and began to pack the corpse.

"What are you doing?" Raul looked at him strangely.

"This is our future food," said the knight.

"Ah, don't be like this, brother, there must be something else that our undead can eat, right?"

"wrong."

"Don't be like this, let's discuss it..." Raul hugged his opponent's arm in thick armor, feeling that the world is too dark, he might as well die clean.

"Want to go in" the knight opened his pocket.

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Raul let go of his hand helplessly, and then asked: "What do we do now? Where are you going?"

"Shia's place." The knight said calmly.

"It seems that your old love is really unforgettable, but what should I do? That violet sword master is very powerful. Of course you are not afraid of breaking through the holy rank before you die. I am not that powerful. Don't make things difficult for me, a little sixth rank Soldiers." Raul was about to turn around and leave.

"Go back to the barracks." The knight said.

"Are you referring back to my living Mountaineer barracks or your Death Knight barracks?"

"former."

"I'm already dead, with such a big cut in my neck, who will let me be the commander?" Raul felt that the other party was joking.

With a wave of the knight's right hand, the long sword cut across the wide scarlet cloak in an instant, neatly cut off a section at the hem, and put it around his neck.

That's okay too?Raul almost jumped up.

"But I'm dead, the flesh will rot soon, and I will still be unable to command at that time." Raul tried to struggle.

The knight held out a vial.

"what is this?"

"preservative."

"...you win, I'll go right away." Holding his horn and bow and arrow, the newly born death knight left angrily.

The knight stood silently on the spot, watching his disappearing back, and quickly mounted the huge bone griffin.

With a long and sharp cry, the griffin soared into the sky, and soon flew to the top of the mountain not far from Ansu's village in the dark.

He watched Shia land on the griffin in the open space of the church, and Ansu came out to welcome him into the church.

The lights stay on until late.

A skeletal bird flew from afar, asking if you have found any news about Ansu, please reply to Lord Sifel and Kane as soon as possible.

The knight sat quietly on the hillside, crushing the spellbird to pieces.

After all, his father had only come back not long ago, so he didn't feel Sevre's problem, but he knew it long ago.

Not thinking about those things anymore, he dug a hole for himself and the griffin, carefully touched the bag, lay down in it, and buried them skillfully, which is the easiest way to embalm.

He continued to sit on the hill, wanting to look again.