The knight in the abyss

Chapter 316 Reflection

"Eskordel?" It was Lancelot's turn to be surprised, "Isn't that..."

"That's right, he is the former consort of Movill, Queen of the Eratian Clan, and it was he who was fooled by Cang Ye, the mother of demons, so that a whole generation of Era children were trapped in this level." Axian frowned. Frowning, "It is said that he came to Androlina frequently to protect the children who were trapped here because of him, and he died not long after..."

"Perhaps that banshee was once his adjutant, or someone close to him." Lancelow took the starry sword off the vine, and the feeling in his hand was as warm as jade, "I I've heard that the Eratians are very open about partnerships..."

"Loves are impulsive and passionate, and they think that love must be sincere..." The elf ranger glanced at his fellow priests, "but they don't require specificity. Escodel is just one of the countless consorts of the Queen of Stars. Spouses are Felinell and Gwen Harviv, the former carrying on the spirit of his predecessor, dedicated to protecting the children trapped in Andrinal, and the latter... the Star Queen's own daughter. I know it sounds It looks a little weird..."

"Lady Firehair opposes any moral shackles imposed on love." Alamiel shrugged, "Love is always better, as long as it doesn't cause harm."

This was the first time Lancelow had heard of this theory, but he noticed that the paladin frowned in disgust, so he handed out the weapon in his hand and changed the topic at the same time.

"This short sword must be very famous, you can recognize it at a glance."

"It is said that this sword is condensed from the starlight of the Unrestrained Field. Any monster in the lower world that is hit by this weapon will be immediately transported to the prison in the King's Court of the Stars." The elf ranger took Lancelot After looking at the short sword that was handed over for a while, he handed it to someone else, and then looked at Lancelot with complicated eyes, hesitating to speak.

"Do you want me to return this weapon to the love assassins in Andrinna?" Lancelot saw what he meant and asked directly.

"You found this sword, and you also took care of the banshee guarding it. You have every right to own it, but it has a special meaning to the elves." The elf said with little confidence, "If it can return I believe they will be very happy if it is in the hands of the love assassins. Of course, if you refuse, I can completely understand, after all, this is a weapon of the divine level..."

"Any of you want to use it?" Lancelot looked to his companions, asking for their advice.

"Don't you use it yourself?" Kara Lin looked at him strangely, "A weapon of this level must be in your hands to play its greatest role..."

"That one is too small for me." Lancelot patted Frost on his back, "I prefer this kind of long and thick..."

The rest of you looked at me, I looked at you, and shook their heads.

"Corra, do you want to?"

"That thing is too sharp for vegetables and meat." The halfling waved his hands repeatedly.

"It's reasonable." Lancelot turned to look at the little girl obediently standing aside, "Little Isa, the dagger is just the type you are used to, do you want to have it? You are the first to defeat that banshee , is fully qualified to request the use of this weapon..."

"I don't want it." Little Isa shook her head decisively without the slightest hesitation.

"Oh?" Lancelot raised an eyebrow in surprise, "Can you tell me why you refused?"

"That's what I made my contribution to." Little Isa knocked on her forehead, "When I poured the holy water on that corpse, it didn't matter what kind of weapon was stuck in my waist, did it? With such a powerful weapon in my hands, I would tend to solve the problem in a crude way, and I would not be able to make correct judgments."

"Haha, I underestimated you." A happy smile appeared on Lancelow's face. He retracted the Star Strike and inserted it in a hidden place on his belt. "Since no one has any needs, Aksian, I promise you. When we get back to Melendon, I will return it to the Eras."

"Thank you, thank you!" The elven prince of Selian bowed excitedly to him. "The return of this artifact will definitely boost the morale of the defenders. I thank you in advance on behalf of everyone..."

"Just like what Elotesia said just now, there is nothing to thank, everything should be done." Lancelot turned his head and smiled at the succubus paladin, "Okay, let's go back and rest..."

Everyone filed out of the small stone room and found that the dwarf and the skull were still unconscious.Little Isa gently held Colonwell in her arms, while Lancelot carefully peeled off the spiked armor on Brutal's body, and carried him on his shoulders.

Despite the fact that Brutal is just over 5 feet tall, he weighs no less than Lancelot.Of course, that's compared with his weight before foundation establishment. If Lancelow finds a scale to stand on now, the result will probably make him doubt his life.

It seemed like a long walk when I came here, but when I went back, I felt like I was there in a while.Lancelot didn't deliberately control his pace, but Brutal was still asleep on his shoulder, which showed that the injury was indeed serious.To be honest, Lancelot was a little surprised that he could save his life. It seems that the dwarf race has some natural resistance to magic is not false.

After returning to the camp, they lit the bonfire again. The priest and the paladin used all the remaining spell casting times to release healing spells for everyone, and then went to rest with the tired people, leaving Lancelot and Little Isa is in charge of the 'night watch'.

It's been less than an hour since they last woke up, and it's only three o'clock in the afternoon.A full rest would take eight hours, and it would be midnight at that time, which was later than everyone's scheduled departure time, but it was still enough time for them to walk for dozens of miles in the dark.

Little Isa took the bag containing the magic roses and ran to the side to practice manipulating these bloodthirsty plants.Lancelot, on the other hand, was meditating and practicing Qi by the campfire, while reviewing his performance in the battle that almost ended in tragedy just now.

He forgot to bless himself with the Qingyun Sword Shield during the battle. This kind of shield with a counterattack effect should be able to effectively deal with the banshee's corrupt touch, and the ability Shadow Web he obtained from the Dark Weaver may also be able to limit The elusive movement of incorporeal creatures.

There are also several exercises that Lancelow has mastered that may be helpful in the battle against the banshee, allowing him to attack more effectively, or provide some protection for his companions, but in fierce battles, he can Only the sword glow and body skills can be used freely.

It seems that he is the life of a soldier.Lancelot laughed helplessly in his heart.

There is no doubt that his strength has improved significantly recently, but he has not learned how to use his power, and this situation must be changed as soon as possible.This time they were lucky, the actions of the little vampire allowed them to end the battle as soon as possible. If the priest and the paladin used up their spellcasting ability in the tug-of-war, the consequences would be unimaginable.

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