When he heard the name, a light flashed in Ryan's eyes. The two reached out and held each other's hands. Ryan suddenly smiled freely: "So, we are all lions?"
"Hahahaha! If it were anyone else, I would definitely not admit it, but I have heard of your name. You can defeat the doomsday bull. I can see that you are also an excellent knight. What's the harm in me calling you a lion?"
En laughed. In his name, Leo means "lion", and the name Ryan also means "lion". The different pronunciation is purely because of the different languages, so the pronunciation is different. Brittany
The sub-aristocratic language was born out of the High Gothic language of the empire and is basically similar.
"Hahahaha~uh~" Just when Ryan was about to continue laughing, he felt blood flowing from his nasal cavity again. He knew that he had irritated his lungs because of his laughter, so he quickly took out a handkerchief and wiped it off: "I'm so ashamed, I was injured.
It's a bit heavy, you know, in order to cover the retreat of my partners, I chose to face this beast alone, and it took a lot of effort."
Raun led the horse and sat down. He tied the horse to one side and sat in front of the fire to warm himself: "I know, I met your companions. They were besieged by a group of beastmen at that time and were in critical condition.
"
"Are they okay?" Ryan was a little nervous, but he looked at Lawn's calm look through the firelight and felt reassured. The big bag full of heads said it all.
"Of course, I am a lady's knight. When faced with a crisis, I have no reason not to come to the rescue." Lawn nodded, and he was not very polite. He took out the bowl and spoon and ate the soup of Ryan.
It was a big mouthful in the true sense. Ryan watched the bubbling hot soup being swallowed directly by Lawn, and his heart warmed. Although Lawn used silver tableware, he had no doubt that Lane was eating it.
From this point of view, his moral character is indeed as noble as his behavior.
Ryan also filled a large bowl. At night, the Scarvell Mountains were starry and there was no moonlight. The two of them enjoyed a delicious meal consisting of stew, ham, baked potatoes and bread under the firelight and starlight.
By the way, Lawn's elf horse and the two knights ate the same thing.
Ryan didn't find it strange at all. For the Knight Kingdom of Britannia, the Elf War Horse itself is a more important and precious resource than people. The number is very rare. For people in this country, it can compete with the Elf War Horse.
Living in a stable is not a shame, but a supreme honor like honoring one's ancestors.
For some reason, when the two "lions" Lawn and Ryan met, they not only did not reject each other, but hit it off immediately. Upon seeing this, Lawn took out a bottle of red wine from the wooden box behind him: "Would you like a glass? Produced in Wynford.
Winery.”
The Duchy of Wynford in Brittany, the home of fine wine and olive oil, is world-famous.
"Why not?" Ryan also took out the mug.
"Hahaha~ It's interesting. It's rare to see a knight as bold as Ryan now." Lawn filled up the red wine, and the red wine took on the color of blood under the firelight and starlight: "Here,
Cheers! To the lady!”
"Uh..." Ryan took the wine glass, thought about it in his mind, and raised his glass: "For the White Wolf Yurik!"
The two cups clinked together and water splashed everywhere.
Hearing Ryan recite the name of the white wolf Ulric, Lawn frowned without any trace, and his expression fell into Ryan's eyes. Ryan thought that the believers of the Lake Fairy were actually not very good at dealing with the followers of Ulric.
Ulric's followers felt that the Knights of the Lady of the Lake had too many rules and were too involved in politics, while the Knights of the Lady of the Lake felt that the knights of Ulric were too brainless and a bunch of reckless men.
As for why there is no hostility, it is because chaos is their common enemy.
Sure enough, as the bright red wine slid down his throat, Lawn spoke: "The first time I saw you, I knew that you must be the 'Sledgehammer' Ryan of the Nord Kingdom."
"Oh? I'd like to hear the details~" Ryan was also interested. What did this noble mission knight want to say?
"You're in your twenties, with black hair and blue eyes. You have the ability to kill the Doomsday Bull alone. Besides you, is there anyone else in Nord?" Raun boiled the bread and stuffed it into his mouth, exclaiming: "If it weren't for Yuriu
Si has been talking about you all day long, and I didn’t know there was a person like you in Nord.”
It is true that Nord has not produced any talents since its founding.
"Ha~ I don't know what Yuri said to you, but it has to do with the duel, right?" Ryan said helplessly, while Lawn nodded with a smile.
Julius Aintry, the eldest son of Duke Winford of Britannia, was the first of the young generation in the Kingdom of Knights. He entered the military camp as a knight errant at the age of fourteen.
Conferred as a knight of the kingdom.
He is about the same age as Ryan, and Ryan met him because he is an out-and-out martial arts idiot. After meeting through the agency of his godfather, the two young men started a duel. During the horse battle, Ryan was used by him to ride a horse.
He was defeated by a gunshot, but in the end of the foot battle, Ryan knocked the sword out of his hand and won.
This battle made Julius recognize Ryan's strength, and the two agreed to fight again next time.
Of course, what made Ryan remember was not that Julius was very powerful, but that... he had a very beautiful sister, but he definitely couldn't express his feelings about her.
"Yes, what I saw today is indeed well-deserved. So... what are you going to do with this beast's head?" Lawn nodded and smiled, expressing his goodwill and a little doubt: "Dedicate it to the White Wolf.
Lord?"
"This is the oracle of the Lord of the White Wolf. Of course I will dedicate this beast's head to Him." Ryan pretended to be young and innocent, wanting to see what Raoun wanted to say: "Since it is my Lord's god
As the White Wolf Knight, of course I will try my best to complete it."
A flash of light flashed in Lao En's eyes, thinking that there was a way, so he continued: "So... after completing the mission of the Lord of the White Wolf, naturally the head must be sent to the White Wolf Church for delivery?"
"Of course." Ryan nodded matter-of-factly.
"What happens next? Since you killed a terrible doomsday bull for the Lord of the White Wolf, the reward must be very generous." Raun pretended to ask casually.
"Hmm~ I guess, I don't know exactly what I will be rewarded." Ryan thought to himself that the real show is here.
"Is that so? So according to normal procedures, what will the Lord of the White Wolf reward his White Wolf Knight?" After a glass of red wine, the mission knight had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and spoke in a straight and round tone, with a hint of
He had a thick accent, as if he was speaking with a strained voice.
This is the characteristic of the great nobles of the Knight Kingdom, just like the great nobles of the empire.
"Usually it is filed. The church pastor will file the matter and then pass it to the Archbishop of White Wolf City. His Excellency Archbishop Maras will choose an opportunity to communicate with our Lord, and then wait until the Holy Canon Festival to pass down the message if he encounters my Lord.
When the edict is given, reward them and then give them gifts." This kind of thing is not a secret. In fact, most churches do this, so Ryan opened his mouth and said: "As for gifts, most of them are wolf heads or fangs."
"After I killed a Cyclops, I was given this plate armor at the lady's temple." Raun raised his hand slightly and displayed his plate armor in front of Ryan's eyes.
Under the night sky, relying on the starlight and firelight, Ryan could only take a closer look. Indeed, the surface of this plate armor was full of brilliance. There was no stain on the surface of the plate armor even in such bad weather.
The powerful divine power of the fairy in the lake is flowing, and the beautiful patterns are constantly flashing with a moving halo even in the dark night.
Obviously, this is not a mortal object, it is a piece of plate armor enchanted by the Lady of the Lake or at least her chosen one.
"...It's really not ordinary." Ryan nodded. Enchanted armor is rare. Let alone him, even for the Lords of Nord, having an enchanted weapon is already a blessing from the gods.
But what about the eldest son of the Duke of Connet in the Kingdom of Brittany?
His whole body is enchanted.
"It's not as you imagine. None of my equipment was inherited from my family." There was still a smile in Lao En's eyes, but the corners of his mouth had returned to normal. He seemed to see that
Ryan wanted to say something, so he explained: "It's all a gift from the lady."
Oh?! Ryan perked up now.
What kind of gift can you get without merit? So what Lao En meant is: this complete set of enchanted weapons and equipment was all obtained from the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, and was "traded" from the fairy in the lake.
This couldn't help but move Ryan.
Ryan has experienced this in Nord and as the White Wolf Knight over the years.
The white wolf god of war, Ulric, is not a generous god, or in other words, he is an indifferent god.
Ulric is a cold, ruthless and vengeful god. He hopes that his believers can rely on their own strength to be self-reliant and use their bravery on the battlefield to show their loyalty to Ulric. Compared with those civilized gods, especially
Rick is savage and ferocious, he is ferocious and independent, the embodiment of strength, glory and courage. In fact, he has nothing else to ask for from his followers, only strength, honor and courage.
Ulric admires courage, bravery, fierceness and ruthlessness, and despises weakness, cowardice, and conspiracy.
However, Ulric is quite indifferent to its believers. Compared to the God of Justice who is willing to answer the prayers of believers or the Lake Fairy who often performs miracles, any ordinary believer or villager who prays to Ulric will only
Can get silence in response.
So what about your own church pastor, or your own White Wolf Knight?
It can't be said to be generous.
For these of his own... well, they can be regarded as loyal believers. In fact, it is difficult to say that they are "generous". If nothing else, take the matter of Ryan as an example. Yurick neither explained the other party's strength.
Why, Ryan did not help when he faced such a powerful enemy, especially after the Doomsday Bull completely evolved into a four-armed bull demon. According to normal circumstances, under the oracle of the gods, a powerful enemy that could not be resisted appeared. The gods
It is natural to lend a helping hand.
But the fact is that Ryan did not pray for help, and Yurick did not help.
The reason why Ryan didn't ask for help was because he knew Yurik. Not only would the white wolf god of war not help him, he would also laugh at his weakness.
So why humiliate yourself?
If Ryan is just a "simple-minded local", then it is normal for him to regard Yurik as a god, sacred and inviolable, and he has an oracle telling him to go all out, even if it costs his life.
But Ryan is not. As that person's son, Ryan has his own beliefs and his own pride.
And although he often ridicules his father, deep down in his heart, he still appreciates and admires his father. He has always been the mission entrusted to him by his father as his ultimate goal.
Ulric? Surface faith.
So after Lawn said this, Ryan himself actually started to murmur in his heart.
With something in mind, the expression on his face naturally changed. Seeing this, Lawn raised his goatee slightly and stopped talking.
The two of them paused for a while, each tasting their wine, without saying anything else.
Observing Ryan's expression through the red wine in the glass, Lawn's mind was also spinning.
As the eldest son of the Duke of Connet in Brittany, Lawn Leo Cornwall received an extremely complete and excellent education since childhood. Whether it was culture, military or politics, he was regarded as the first duke.
He is the successor to the throne, and he does not live up to expectations. At the age of thirty-seven this year, he has already embarked on the road to the Holy Grail.
Just now, the lady's incarnation appeared in front of him and gave him instructions.
A lady needs the allegiance of the person in front of her!
If it were someone else, maybe Raun would still feel a little strange, but if the target was this well-known hero in the Kingdom of Nord, the "Sledgehammer" Ryan, who was born in a noble family and had good looks and strength, Raun didn't think there was anything strange about it.
, he knew Julius's strength well. If he could compete with Julius and kill the doomsday bull independently, he was naturally qualified to serve the great lady.
A lowly peasant is not worthy of a lady, but a good knight should serve a lady and be loyal to her as a matter of course, right?
So...it's only when there's comparison that it hurts, right?
Ryan didn't know what Raun was thinking, but the mission knight's words did speak to Ryan's heart. The young White Wolf Knight was already anxious about his current slow progress, so he "inadvertently" said
As he spoke, a thought came to his mind: Ulric might not be the best choice after all.
He would choose to believe in Ulric, firstly because his adoptive father Norman was a loyal believer of Ulric and his profession was a White Wolf Knight. Secondly, because Ulric was extremely resolute in his attitude against the Evil God of Chaos.
This is because almost all of Ulric's followers are located in the north of the empire and the Kingdom of Nord. Every time the Chaos army goes south, the first thing to be destroyed is Ulric's followers. This is of course unacceptable to Ulric, so he must
Fight Chaos to the end, because the faith of believers is the basis for the existence of gods. Without believers, gods will gradually lose power until they fall and die.
There is another reason. The Blood God Khorne among the Four Evil Gods of Chaos is the representative of hatred and war, and is the God of War. But what about Ulric? He is the representative of winter and war, and he is also the God of War. There is destined to be only one relationship between these two gods.
Leave one behind.
So stop talking nonsense and let’s fight to the death.
However, the Lake Fairy is also a deity who fights against Chaos forever!
And for Ryan, believing in anything is just a pretense. Deep down, he has always believed that the relationship between gods and believers is just a relationship of use and being used. Believers dedicate their faith and strength to gods, and gods protect believers and at the same time bring down the enemy.
divine grace.
What he truly believes in is the cold golden light that sent him to this world. (To be continued)