above the ring

Chapter 28 Before Dawn
Eagles howled and howled, and the wind and clouds gradually eased.

On the terrace, Lear let go of his hands, took a few steps back, bowed politely, and put on his clothes.

He was a little uncomfortable with the feeling of being watched. Although he was very fond of a plump female warrior, the speed of progress was far beyond his expectations.

It seems that I have deviated from the direction I set at the beginning.

Originally, Lear wanted to position himself as the "master of the king" and guide Nefeli to gradually transform from a warrior to a king. In the end, he could harvest a piece of land in Nimgofu, plant Roya fruit happily and Grazing sheep or something.

But Lear could clearly see her emotion from the girl's expression and eyes.

He began to reflect, did he use too much force?
Eh?No, isn't this the norm in college?A gentle and considerate personality, caring and protecting your girlfriend or the girl you like, isn't this the basis for becoming a scumbag, a warm man?
Generally speaking, girls are very fond of bad boys, and the first choice is appearance, the second choice is money, and the second is character. Even in character, there is no such character as Lear. How much competitiveness? To sum up, who still uses such a low way to pursue girls now?

Well, Lear uses it, and the effect seems to be okay. Basically, every relationship has a beginning and an end, and there are no major mistakes. At least the woman will not be ambiguous with him. I'll do it.

Is it nice to be a good person in a way?
After shaking off these strange thoughts in his mind, Lear probably figured out the reason for Neferi's emotion.

Like-minded and sharing weal and woe, plus the girl has been tense, and her mind is a little unconscious.

In a crisis-ridden environment, and when they are irrational, everyone will subconsciously look for dependence, and Lear, who pretends to be gentle and considerate on the surface, becomes Nefeli's best sustenance.

Therefore, Lear had to keep a certain distance from Nefeli—this distance is called politeness.

This move made Neferi a little disappointed, and this girl will not hide her emotions yet.

Lear kind of likes the current Nefeli, who can love unscrupulously, can write all emotions on his face, still upholds justice and justice in his heart, and is willing to stand up to eradicate the evil that pollutes the wind, even if it may be possible. Will disobey the orders of his foster father.

He is very similar to himself before, but he understood earlier than his peers: there is no love for no reason, there is no such thing as a trip that can be said to go, pretending to go is actually a matter of lust, every time you step out Every step has already been clearly priced.

So, just like believing that those boys and girls who had fantasies about love in the past would live like him, Lear still believes that Nefeli must learn to let go of all this after all, even if she doesn't want to, she still has to choose Take interests as the basis for thinking about everything.

Today's junction will not allow her to remain so innocent.

Lear knew that if he wanted Neferi to take over in the future, the relationship between lovers would not only not become the glue between them, but would instead become the weakness of the opponent's attack (gong).

He still doesn't have the ability to kill through the entire borderland, and may have reached the point where he can single out a few demigods, but facing the top fighters in the borderland, Lear's current level is not enough.

Therefore, Lear had no choice but to say: "This place is still hidden, and the blessing is here, you can rest here, there are many soldiers patrolling on the way to the church, it is not convenient for you to come with me, I Go there by yourself, you will wait here for my return, and then we will set off together again."

"it is good."

After receiving an affirmative answer from Nefeli, Lear put on the helmet of the lost knight and headed towards the church.

After going through several twists and turns, Lear came to the church, just in time to see Roger, who was dressed in tatters and looked a bit embarrassed, taking a rest in the church.

Lear was dressed in the armor of a lost knight, and he seemed to be frightened by this attire, but after Lear spoke, Roger was relieved.

"To be honest, you really surprised me when you put on this suit. In my opinion, you are almost no different from those knights."

"Haha, why, it seems that you are very afraid of the knights here?"

"To be honest, I am not a person who specializes in combat. I have mentioned to you that before I came to the junction, I was just a scholar, and these combat skills were acquired later."

"But it's not bad that you can live till now."

"It's just relatively better. By the way, do you know the reason for the change in the city?"

"I know one thing, because of some special reasons, the Storm Eagles in the city had a rare gathering."

"In the past, the Storm Eagles would only be stationed at some specific positions. Inexplicably gathering, judging from the current Stonewell, there is only one situation, and that is, the return of the Storm Eagle King!"

"Storm Eagle King? I don't think so."

Lear froze.

"That may also be the hero of the Storm Eagle."

"Hero Roger, what do you think of the word hero?"

"The strongest under the demigods, the winners of the highest honor, and those who have been rewarded by gods and kings, these three types of people can be called heroes. This is how heroes have been called in the borderlands throughout history."

"I understand."

"What's wrong? Do you have any doubts about the word hero?"

"Ah, no, I'm just a little curious about how to go down if I want to become a hero."

"This is a road with no shortcuts. If you defeat Greck and clear the dark clouds hovering over Stonewell, you can also be a hero."

"What about Grek's big rune?"

"Whoever defeats it will belong to him. This is an unwritten rule among us faders, and everyone is silently obeying it. Of course, you can't do it if you want to. The faders who get the big rune are basically the best among us. Those who are powerful, want to take or have the ability to take it, why not challenge that demigod directly?"

Roger sat in the pews of the church, relaxing his body and relieving the tremendous pressure along the way.

"You're right, hey, you said... Will anyone hand over the big rune they got?"

"How is it possible? The power of the big rune is supreme. As long as you can activate the big rune for your own use, anyone is qualified to become a demigod! No one will hand over the big rune, never."

"So the big rune is so useful."

"Of course, otherwise, how could Grek go crazy for the power of 'attaching limbs'? He has never been able to activate the power of the big rune, but he doesn't want his big rune to be taken away by others, so he Sink in power."

"Well, I agree with this point, but how did he get his big rune?"

Lear muttered to himself as if casually.

"It is said that Grek's great rune is inherited from his ancestor 'Golden' Godwin. The blood of the golden family has continued from generation to generation, so they will naturally have a special inheritance."

Having said that, Roger paused, looked back at Lear, and said calmly, "Do you know Deadborn?"

"You know, south of Nimgfor, I encountered the Deadborn."

"They wake up from a long death, cannot die completely, and will be resurrected after dying over and over again. They are monsters that are spurned and feared by people."

Roger sighed and said no more.

Lear also wisely didn't ask too much, he just nodded slightly, and he could feel that the topic of "Deadborn" was like a mountain weighing on him.

Roger is quite good at investigating the incident. Through some clues, he was able to find the behind-the-scenes participants of the "Black Knife Conspiracy Night", and even locked on the demigod who had already lost his whereabouts at the junction. "Princess of the Moon" Rani, no matter what, can be regarded as a rare talent.

Had he been born in peace, Roger would have made a fine scholar, it seems.

Lear has read the relevant plot analysis. Roger came to Stonewell City to look for items related to the "Night of the Black Knife Conspiracy". abscesses" stuff.

There, he was pierced by black thorns and "cursed to death". Even if he returned to the round table hall, this state could not be eradicated, and eventually he gradually died with endless pain.

Before that moment comes, he will entrust his only weapon to the Faded One as a gift, and after saying everything he can say, he will silently wait for his own death.

This seems to be his long-awaited awareness.

Lear knew the plot and understood Roger's final fate. He felt that Roger's death was a pity, and this ending should not be like this.

So, Lear said: "The nearest Stoneville City is not peaceful, so if you want to conduct investigations or find certain items, you can wait for a while."

Then, his voice suddenly turned deep: "You should know my reason for coming, my layout has been completed, and I just wait for the last moment to come."

"Are you ready to challenge Gregor?" Roger also whispered.

"I can already be sure that it will be a unique performance."

Lear took off his helmet, revealing his own face, the golden light in his eyes stained the entire church, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I will wait for news of your victory."

Looking at the golden light in Lear's eyes, Roger responded in a low voice.

"Aren't you afraid that I will fail?"

"In the consciousness of a warrior, there is never a choice to retreat. Although I am a scholar and a magician, I am also a descendant of warriors. If I have the power to match, I will go forward."

"Heaven is on the left, warriors are on the right."

"How brave! I will wait for you here. Of course, if you don't succeed, I will still choose to go my own way."

"Even going deep into the darkness underground without guidance?"

"Of course, to me, it has nothing to do with life or death."

"The revolution is not yet successful, Comrade still has work to do, Roger, take care."

"Take care of yourself."

Following the direction of the storm, Lear teleported back to the blessing point at the gate of Stonewell, and when he came back here again, Lear saw a completely different scene from before.

A large number of exiled soldiers have left, and the crossbowmen on the avenue in the city are gone, leaving only the huge and lonely figure of the troll sitting on the road in front of the gate.

The evil omen little fat man was lying on the left hand side of the mountain demon, like a deflated little ball, with a few fresh wounds on his body.

But he wasn't dead yet, lying on his back panting heavily.

Lear walked over, facing the troll's gaze, but he was not afraid of the troll's terrifying figure.

The troll moved its body to the side of the avenue with hands and feet, like an angry little guy, leaving room for Lear to walk up.

With a huge figure and a vicious face, but acting like a doormat, it seems a little cute.

"bululu"

The little fat man with a bad omen on one side groaned, and the mountain demon also made a similar sound from his throat.

Lier laughed, and moved to the side of the troll like a prank.

"Well" the mountain demon moved to the other side again, and it seemed that it was about to crush the little fat man.

"Can you understand me?"

Lear decided not to tease him anymore, but said something.

The troll nodded.

"I'm going to kill Gregor."

Lear spoke unabashedly, with a moderate voice.

The mountain demon looked at the lost knight in front of him, with a lot of doubts on his big face.

"I'm going to kill Gregor."

Lear repeated it again.

The troll lowered his head, moved closer to Lear, and said in a low voice, "Greek, it's scary."

"I know, but someone has to do it, right?"

"glory?"

"justice."

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"Tine said it saw a huge reborn soul, is that you?"

Lear froze, and pointed to Tingne's spirit body hovering not far away.

Tingne, who was inexplicably Q, slowed down the speed of circling, and it felt that something was wrong, so it spotted Lear with sharp eyes, and it swooped down and quickly stopped in front of Lear. around.

The mountain demon glanced at Li Er, and then at Ting Nie. Maybe Ting Nie felt uncomfortable being stared at by the mountain monster at such a close distance, so it pecked the mountain monster with its sharp beak. own nose.

Lear looked at the two guys interacting and laughed.

"Go back and be your porter."

Lier patted the troll's dirty thighs, because of the weakening of some feelings, he didn't care about the stains on the opponent's body.

"When I pass by, quietly let me in, you understand?"

Ask the mountain demon to lower his head, take out the red detox bottle, pour the detox on his hand, and then smear it on the mountain demon's forehead.

The dew drops of the golden tree can not only be taken internally but also applied externally. It is a must-have at home for beauty.

With the appearance of the mountain demon, he really doesn't need beauty treatment anymore, but his exposed body can still absorb the power in the dew to strengthen himself and weakly repair the dark wounds accumulated over the years.

If you don't give some benefits, how can you make the other party willing to do things for you?
Lear, who was born as a small person, is well versed in this.

"Murlulu!"

The troll accepted Lear's gift, stood up, and walked along the avenue towards Greck's concierge.

"Can you still move?"

Lear kicked the little fat man with a bad omen, and got up when he saw the little ball.

He is pretending.

"You are afraid of the mountain monster."

The little fat man nodded hurriedly.

"Go back to your place, when the time comes, I want you to fight for me. Bring the bowl."

There was still a layer of red dew, Lear was impartial and didn’t give any more, the little fat man who licked the dew clean knelt down again, then picked up the huge iron hatchet and went straight to the green square.

After talking to Ting Nie in a low voice, he asked Ting Nie to go back to Ao Gewei. He turned his head to look at Ao Gewei on the high platform, and nodded to her.

The other party understood, and began to prepare for the release of the Storm Eagle.

In fact, this coup has been prepared for a long time. Every homeless knight's persistence is for the arrival of this day. The current Stonewell City seems to be a calm period before the storm, and the storm is gathering strength.

What they lack now is an opportunity, an opportunity to break the peace.

With Lear's arrival and his promise, the city of Stonewell was undercurrents.

Through the blessing teleportation, Lear returned to Hyde Fortress, and he saw Hyde again, and this guy returned to his previous high-spirited appearance.

"Hyde?"

"Yo, it's you, how are you? Have you found the king? It doesn't matter if you don't find it. You can come here and do things for me. If you are willing to work for me, I can make you a knight."

"I have found the new king, but she still needs some experience, and also needs a feat that will allow her to ascend the throne."

"Oh? Then what are you going to do?"

"I don't plan to do anything, let nature take its course, build high walls, accumulate food widely, and become king slowly. The current junction does not allow a new king to be born."

"do you have any plans?"

"How is your army gathering?"

"The Grek soldiers near the foggy forest are basically under our control. We are divided into five teams and stationed in five directions of Fort Hyde. Each team ranges from 50 to 100 people. They are used to being lazy. Most people have forgotten the strict military discipline that used to be, and it is still in training, and it is too early to use it for riots."

"In Stonewell City, I have a ready-made army, including no fewer than 500 powerful knights, and a total of more than [-] soldiers. Therefore, you don't have to worry about the direction of Stonewell. Your goal is the storm level and the Sacrifice Bridge Grek soldiers, those who can be incorporated will be unified, and those who do not want to join will be killed directly, and none will be left."

"Hmph, that will only create more murders for no reason. Leaving aside this matter, what about the two lone troops on the Weeping Peninsula?"

"Which two armies?"

"Moen City and the Return Tower, I remember that Grek sent several knights there one after another, but now there is no news of them all."

"What's the situation in Moen City?"

"It's not optimistic. The city lord Edgar has already retreated to the inner city, and the hybrid attack is completely desperate. If it wasn't for the big tree guard who suddenly joined the battle, Moen City may have fallen by now."

"Can I get in touch with them?"

"Yes, yes, but Edgar and I have a long history of hatred. He treats demi-human hybrids very harshly, and I hope to coexist peacefully with them. We have different ideas, and we have always disliked each other before."

"It doesn't matter, with Hogel here, the one in Moen City can save as much as it can save, and do our best. After all, the hybrids who overwhelm the city are not easy to mess with. As for the one guarding the return tower... Well, I'll go and negotiate with them."

"Then it couldn't be better."

"Hyde, before the new king ascends the throne, you and I need to encourage each other. Don't play tricks, do you understand?"

"You don't need to tell me, I know it too. On the contrary, it's you, don't be arrogant and make yourself mistaken"

Lear suddenly raised his hand and pointed to the little golden tree in the foggy forest.

"Hyde, the golden tree is on the top, witnessing the friendship between you and me. It is stronger than gold and deeper than the sea. You and I will assist the new king together, and we will definitely see the day when Ningmgfu returns to order."

The sea breeze gradually picked up, and around Hyde Fortress, there were dots of stars, reflecting the light and shadow of the golden tree.

In the distance, eagles roared, and an air formation composed of more than 20 Stormhawks flew from the direction of Stonewell City. They crossed the foggy forest and began to circle over Fort Hyde.

They are dancers in the wind, breaking through the clouds and mists of Stonewell, like dancers who have lifted their veil, they soar in the sky to their heart's content, showing their incomparably heroic posture.

"Our friendship is witnessed by the golden tree, naturally, naturally"

Hyde wiped the sweat beads that didn't exist on his forehead, looked at the group of Storm Eagles coming from the sky with murderous intent, stammered, not knowing what to say next.

He had only seen Stonewell's Stormhawks when he was very young, and he knew how terrifying these well-trained Stormhawks could be in swarm-like raids.

If at this time Lear's ground troops in the sky also attack together.
"You don't need to say too much, as long as you understand."

Tingne flew down from the sky and stood beside Lear. All the Greck soldiers below Fort Hyde came out and watched the scene of the Stormhawks flying together, which had not been seen for a long time.

They all put away their weapons and looked at the most special Storm Eagle, Lord Hyde whom they swore allegiance to, and the young man in heavy knight armor with an iron-shaped shield on his back beside the Lord. .

"Everyone!"

Lear's voice was loud and full of enthusiasm.

"Raise your heads! Take a look! The storm eagle hovering above the fortress is the best reply the wind can bring to you. Look, even the golden tree is spreading its brilliance, witnessing today's spectacle .

"Dawn is approaching, and the new king is coming! The storm will sweep the world once again. Please be safe and calm, you will be on this huge stage, and wait with us for the day of glory!"

"Roar!"

Below the fortress, dozens of Grek soldiers roared together.

Tingne seemed to be a little eagle who was used to such big scenes, and spread his wings to respond to the shouts of the people below.

They are all soldiers who have escaped from Gregor's control and regained their sanity. Now, they are all under the command of Hyde.

Hyde had no one in his hands before, so he found Nefeli and wanted her to ascend the throne and take charge of Ningmgfu. It can be seen that his political skills are not bad, and his ability is also in place.

With the five enlightened soldiers left behind by Lear, and Hyde's own appeal as a lord, it is not difficult to gather these soldiers.

As he said, he was also afraid that the five soldiers believed in Lear, so he arranged for each of the five men to lead a small team and station outside the foggy forest.

This is also a manifestation of his guilty conscience.

Now that he has people and guys in his hands, if his waist is hardened, he might have some crooked thoughts.

It will take some time for Nefeli to grow up, and during this process, Lear can't let her have any accidents, not at all.

Even if Hyde won't make any big moths, but people's hearts are unpredictable, and Lear has to guard against it.

He suddenly heard Hyde asking beside him: "Lear, I have a question for you, and you must answer it truthfully."

"go ahead."

"Are you a fader?"

"Yes or no, what's the difference?"

"Your way of doing things, you don't want those greedy faders at all, on the contrary."

"But what?"

"Hmph, you have some political skills."

"is it?"

Responding, Lear took off his helmet and looked at Hyde with golden eyes.

"you you are"

Then, the golden light seemed to disappear in an instant, leaving only the black pupils, and Hyde's surprised face reflected in the pupils.

"There is no need to doubt. When you think I am a faded person, I am a faded person. If you think I am not, then I am not. It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is what I will do. Still the same sentence, If you do things honestly, you should have your merits, and you won't be bad."

Lear patted him on the shoulder, and then greeted him, and the Storm Eagles flew towards the direction they came from.

When he went back, he went through the foggy forest and beat a rune bear. He asked Wu Lie, a wandering businessman who lived in seclusion in the depths of the foggy forest, to cut the meat into slices and pieces, and then returned to Stonewell.

Why can't Tingnie's little friends give some rewards for working so hard to maintain the stage?

Moreover, it is time to prepare some food for Nefeli.

Going back to the blessing point above the city wall where he parted from Nefeli, Lear saw Nefeli sleeping soundly on his side hiding in a wooden box.

She really needs a good rest, and her spirit has been tense.

Lear didn't bother her, but sat where he was.

It was late, the light of the golden tree faded, and a crescent moon hung high in the sky.

For Lear, it was time to go to work in the morning.

When he comes back again, it's time to assassinate Greck.

The last show before dawn is about to begin.

[-]-word chapter, so cute, please collect it~
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