At the moment of the loud roar, the two people who were confronting each other subconsciously looked sideways and looked in the direction of the sound.

Over there... there seems to be...

Camp?

Jorah, whose expression was stagnant, was stunned for a moment, even temporarily forgetting his mission to assassinate the heir of Adlan, and stared at the figure walking from the direction of the camp with a solemn expression.

It was an imperial knight wearing a full set of armor, who looked like he had stepped out of an oil painting.

He wore a dark red cloak, and his bright silver armor shone like a mirror; he held a helmet decorated with pure white horsehair in his right hand, and under his loose golden hair was a handsome face like a lion, which looked heroic.

The moment he saw Louis and Jorah, the young Imperial knight's eyes immediately lit up and he quickly accelerated his pace.

"stop!"

Even though he didn't know the identity of the other party, Jorah immediately pointed his clenched right hand at the Imperial knight who suddenly "appeared", staring at the opponent's every move with his scarlet eyes.

wrong!

Molun...Why didn't Molun, who was guarding outside, stop him?!

The unexpected situation made Jorah feel so confused that he was so nervous that he did not notice the frightened expression of Louis behind him when he saw the knight.

Facing the elf caster's warning, the young imperial knight acted as if he had not heard it at all. He still swung his arms widely and hurried this way as if walking in a goose-step.

"Snapped!"

The moment he snapped his fingers, the golden-red fire turned into a shooting star, like a six-pound solid bullet that pounced on the approaching knight.

Looking at the oncoming fireball, the knight puffed up his chest and opened his mouth as hard as he could, staring blankly as if he was dumbfounded.

"boom!"

The bursting fire swallowed up the knight's figure. Louis, who was standing there, seemed to be stimulated by something, and fell to the ground suddenly, while burying his head in the soft soil.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Jorah's mouth.

Um?

There were no screams in the ignited woods. On the contrary, the blazing fire was extinguishing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The imperial knight covered in flames stood up from his half-crouched position on the ground, slowly moved his crossed arms in front of him, revealing his lion-like face, smiling at him.

Qiao La's expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly snapped his fingers together again, rolling up flames around his body.

Then, he heard a roar that he would never forget.

The roar of the dragon.

"boom--!!!!"

Amidst the loud noise of the earth shattering, Louis, who was lying on the ground and covering his ears, felt as if he had been kicked hard on the head, and as if a hundred sixty-eight-pound Caron naval guns were being blasted around him.

ignite.

Even after activating the blood power of "Sea Knight", the severe pain and strong dizziness still made him almost comatose; blood flowed out of the corners of his eyes, nostrils and ears uncontrollably, and the blood vessels on his cheeks and neck continued to flow.

The bulging of the roots... seems to make even the soul tremble.

The loud voice lasted for a long time...three minutes, maybe five minutes; when Louis, whose ears were ringing, desperately opened his bloodshot eyes, the surrounding woods had been wiped out, leaving only a piece of scorched earth.

The remaining tree trunks seemed to have just experienced a double blow of shrapnel and bombs, and only the burned stumps were left; burning leaves mixed with ashes were flying all over the sky.

Louis lowered his head, and there was no trace of him where Jorah had been standing just now, leaving only a pair of boots sunk deep in the mud and filled with "dust".

The ground under his feet was covered with traces of being scorched by the fire. Only the place where he just lay down and the grass behind him were still intact.

At this time, the Imperial Knight came over, with a hearty smile, and stretched out his right hand towards Louis who was lying on the ground.

………………

"Give."

The knight, who was sitting in the shade of the tree with a smile on his face, took out a cigarette from his arms as if to show his courtesy, lit it and handed it to Louis: "There are my special herbs in it, which are good for restoring the spirit."

Louis, who was in a daze, was not polite to him. He took it with three fingers and took a sip. He said weakly: "Why are you here?"

"Your father told me." The knight laughed heartily and ruffled his golden hair with his right hand covered with dust:

"He said that the scum of Clovis will definitely not be able to swallow this breath, so he will definitely let you come back from Iron Horse Hills. I didn't believe it at first, but the southern garrison said that there was no news of the handover of prisoners, so it must be here.

——These bad guys!"

As he said this, the knight suddenly darkened his face, hugged his shoulders and looked angry.

"That's what I said, but the Iron Horse Hills are so big, I don't know which direction you will come from. At first, I planned to wait for you at the outpost, but then I couldn't wait any longer, so I came from the border army camp.

I borrowed a horse..."

"borrow?"

Louis interrupted him with a surprised look on his face.

"Uh...I will definitely return it to them anyway!" The knight continued to scratch his head, then coughed twice, and said with a stern expression:

"Besides, I am a knight! Knight, can what a knight does for a noble mission be called stealing? By the way...at most, they may have just found out about it!"

Louis: "...you continue."

"Ahem! There is nothing to say after that. I searched for a few days and found no trace of you. I thought you might have just set off, so I planned to wait for two days; but at this time I met a hunter who was willing to sell the map.

He is a very honest-looking Imperial man, so he plans to pick you up along the way."

Speaking of this, the knight became furious again: "It turned out that the Imperial people, who seemed so honest, sold me a fake map - and they even asked me for ten gold coins!"

Louis nodded slightly calmly. For the first time in his life, he discovered that Clovis and the Imperial people actually had many similarities: "What happens next?"

"No more! I first found traces of someone camping, and I found you along the road - first I met the Ysel elf guarding the camp, and then..." The knight shrugged and winked at Louis curiously.

blink:

"By the way, didn't you go to fight for the Yser elves? Why do they want to kill you?"

"...This is not important." Sipping his cigarette holder, Louis found that his voice was still very weak:

"The important thing is... you haven't told me the reason why you are here, Arthur Herred."

The knight's hearty laughter suddenly stopped.

After Louis finished speaking, his bloodshot eyes stared motionlessly at his face.

The cigarette with its faint fragrance slowly burned to ashes in the silence between the two of them, turning into ashes and falling onto the scorched earth-like ground.

"One more?"

Although he said this, the attentive Arthur ordered a new one and handed it to Louis.

"Why don't you smoke it yourself?" Louis curiously took the cigarette:

"I remember you used to be a heavy smoker."

"Dear Louis, it hurts so much when you say this - are we not friends anymore?!"

The shocked knight covered his chest with an exaggerated expression and glared at him fiercely: "I'd like to, can you?!"

Louis was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly remembered something: "You mean...throat?"

"Otherwise, what else could it be?!" The knight's expression was extremely depressed:

"This thing is not good for the lungs and throat. If it draws too much power from my blood, it will be useless."

Louis nodded slightly and expressed deep sympathy.

The Herid family, the owners of Xiaolong City, the emperor of the empire... possessing this ancient bloodline, they are the only family in the world that has mastered the power of the "Dragon Knight" bloodline.

There are various reasons for this - some say it is because the Herred family has refused to marry the great nobles for many years, some say it is because the Dragon Knight is the most powerful bloodline among the "Seven Knights" and is born with the power of blood.

The power of rule; some people regard this as a symbol of the imperial power of the Hered family. Only those who firmly grasp this bloodline are worthy of ruling the world.

But it is undeniable that almost every knight who has awakened the "Dragon Knight Bloodline" is far more powerful than talented people of the same age.

Arthur Heritage, his strength is one of the best even within the Heritage family; because of this powerful bloodline, even though he is not well-known, almost everyone has heard of his nickname.

.

The dragon roars.

How powerful this power is, Louis has seen it with his own eyes; using the Herred family's favorite artillery comparison, that is the power of a sixty-eight-pound caron gun - and it is a very close shot.

Not to mention the lines formed by the flesh and blood of the infantry, even an ordinary city gate...if it were not the type that was specially reinforced and made of relatively high-quality materials, it might not be able to withstand his voice.

But the power of blood, which is so tyrannical and unreasonable, has a huge flaw, or weakness.

That's the health of his voice and lungs.

As long as the cough is severe, Arthur Reid's strength will be greatly reduced; if the chest is not comfortable, or even if he just eats too salty, sweet, bitter, sour, and spicy, the power of his blood may completely fail!

This is almost a dilemma for a young man who loves coffee and wine, likes all kinds of strong food and is addicted to smoking.

Either get power or get life...you can only choose one of the two.

Thinking of this, Louis suddenly understood why as soon as he woke up, this guy was making excuses and hurriedly trying to light a cigarette for himself - and he was so close!

The unhappy Arthur took out a piece of candy wrapped in paper from his arms. After opening the wrapping paper, he stared at the candy ball with an incomparable expression.
To be continued...