knight legend

——Chapter 22——

Nassar thought that this was an opportunity to perform well. Archieberger was not important, but Warden Devi was more important. He wanted to be appreciated by Dewei. Looking at his family emblem, he was a member of the Te family.

It's not easy to get the appreciation of the special family, so be positive.

It is said that Naiden has been reprimanded by the Grand Duke, which is really unlucky, he will not be like that unlucky ghost.

The guards seemed to be busy looking for someone, but there was no sign of them.Nassar walked through the aisle, lost his way, and saw a young man collapsed in a corner, looking pitiful and helpless.

Wearing the uniform of a guard, he whimpered softly.

"What's wrong with you?" Nassar thought of a prisoner escaping from prison, so he stopped.

"A few prisoners injured me and couldn't stand up. Can you help me to the nearest infirmary? I need treatment from a doctor." The boy said, clutching his stomach.

Nasa glanced at him, and hurried over. The young man stretched out his hand, and black vines emerged from his body, attacking Nasa like sharp claws. Nasa had already drawn out his sword and swung it Cutting towards the vines, the vines wound up along the sword body, Nassar had no choice but to let go, and took a few steps back.

"You actually pretended to be a guard?" Nassar said, "The guards here should be above the rank, and all the formal knights are only in office. Your skills are very poor."

The boy raised his head, half of his face was covered by black vines, he said, "It's enough to deal with you!" He rushed towards Nassar, with black vines growing on his body.

Are you going to rush over here?This type should not be suitable for close combat, right?

Nassar has never been exposed to magic, so he doesn't understand what the situation in front of him is. Since he is not a healthy person, he must be a monster, right?

In order to restrict his movements, the boy knocked the sword away one step ahead of him. Nassar used the straps and the pillar to successfully tie the boy to the pillar.

Looking at the vines that were trying to extend but couldn't reach Nassar, Nassar only felt lucky. In order to attack Nassar, the boy did not hesitate to fork out more vines.

However, there is a range in the length of these vines.Otherwise, the boy would not need to rush towards Nassar, and the longer it is, the smaller the spikes on the vines will be, and the less powerful they will be. Nassar was able to temporarily trap him because of this.

Fortunately, it was not entangled.Nassar thought to himself, and walked over to pick up the sword. Because the boy's vines were entangled with the pillar, they couldn't be retracted after knotting, and he couldn't escape.

"Just kill me?"

"as you wish."

As Nassar said, he swung his sword down and cut off the vines on his body.

"You're human, aren't you?" Nassar said. "I've got to hand you over to the Inquisition..."

The vines on the boy's body were cut off by him, and he cried out in pain. It seems that these vines are really connected with the body, and he can even feel the pain.

Nassar untied the rope, intending to tie his hands again, but was surprised to find that there was a touch of black on his hands.

"Natha, let me go."

The black vines were completely burned by the bursting flames, and the black vines on the boy's body resurfaced. It turned out that these black vines had been hiding in the boy's body, waiting for an opportunity to move.

And the person who saved him was... Archie Berg.

The white-haired boy put the sword back calmly, looked at the unconscious boy, then looked at him again, and said, "What a pity."

The black vines turned to black ashes on the ground.

Archieberg took a dip, watched them fade away, and said, "He's going to die before long."

Nassar was taken aback: "What are you talking about? I didn't kill him."

Archieberg laughed.

"Do you know what grows on his body? It's called Riga, it's a parasitic monster, it will suck the nutrition of the host, and it will be over when it reaches the head. This person is hopeless. However, you have brought forward his death date .”

He looked at Nassar meaningfully: "Parasitic monsters need to pay attention to two points: First, they must never touch the host they parasitize, otherwise they will become the next host.

It can be suppressed with a sealing spell.

Second, Riga must not be forcibly separated from the host. If the parasitic part is only the hand, it will become disabled after separation, but he has been eroded for half of his body..."

"Of course, he didn't have to die. If you didn't violate the first rule, I wouldn't use the expulsion spell to destroy it for you."

"Why... don't use the sealing spell."

Archieberg said lightly: "During the transfer of the host, there is no way to use the sealing spell."

He looked at the serial number on the boy's neck. The guards who rushed over were surprised at first, but after hearing Archiberg's explanation, they took it for granted.

Archieberg wanted to arrange work for Nassar, and Nassar said, "Archieberg...captain, don't you blame me?"

"Why? It's not such a remarkable life." Archie Berg took it for granted just like those guards, and Nassar also had a little compassion for the young man. The young man looked like a child who grew up in a slum, and he There are scars, he is only fifteen or sixteen years old, Archie Berger is only a little older than him, but ended a child's life so senselessly, even if Nassar is half responsible, but...

He casually killed other people without any emotion at all. What kind of nobleman is this? A real nobleman should be someone like the Grand Duke or Captain Aize... This guy doesn't count.

Nassar clenched his fists. Sooner or later, he had to find Archieberg's flaws, and he couldn't be allowed to stay in the guard.Did Naiden know who he was?Or, in collusion?

Magic prisons are all single cells, with a magic suppressor worn around the neck, which is like a collar.

The cell is very simple, and Susuli will not have humane care for the prisoners.However, through money, people can still be bought.

Several fugitives were thrown back to the opposite cell, and they wore suppressors around their necks. One or two were howling at the top of their voices. The guards knocked on the bars to warn them to be obedient.

"Have you heard? We're not bad, someone died."

They whispered: "Did you die against those damn Susuli? That's great, it really gives us face."

In the innermost cell, there was a prisoner who didn't care about what they said, and made the potion himself. He wore a black cloak and a hat.

"1029, take off your hat." The guard cleared his throat and said when he patrolled over to him.The prisoner ignored him and was still fiddling with the magic implement.

"Weird." The guard muttered in a low voice, if it wasn't for the sake of money, he would have punished this guy.

The young man hummed a little tune in a low voice, and when he looked carefully, there was a book of poisons, many strange books, and a list of prisoners beside him.

Finally, as if he had finished, he lay down next to the wall, went to look up the poison encyclopedia, and looked at the various production methods introduced on it, and then he heard the fugitive's discussion.

"Mel, are you happy?"

Referring to the killing of teenagers, Mel seems to relish the topic of death.

The boy named Mel wore an iron ring on his hand, and the gems inlaid on it were taken away by the guards.

He turned another page of the book and said, "No, it hurts to hear that being killed... One day, I will research a comfortable way to die and leave this world well."

"This guy is really crazy." The fugitives pointed at him and laughed.