Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 4 Hate Scope
He stared at the rolling corpse's eyeballs, and the pus-yellow turbidity froze around their eye sockets, making the already swollen face look even more sinister and disgusting.

Cyril lowered his figure slightly, keeping his body in a relaxed state as much as possible, so as not to be affected by his stiff knees.

He didn't know if in reality, the monster's hatred range was exactly the same as in the game.According to the description in the "La Rochelle Soldiers Handbook" in the Road to Glory, walking corpses are extremely aggressive to things that can move within two meters around them, can respond to movements within five to eight meters, and respond to the movement of living things. The alert range is five meters.

For a rogue, remembering the threat range of monsters can help them avoid many unnecessary troubles when exploring the wild.

Unlike those paladins who uphold the righteous heart and rush forward when they see dark creatures, or those mages and rangers who can easily fly monster kites with long hands, many rogues often rush to find treasure chests in the ruins , attracting one more monster may lead to the failure of the whole plan.

Cyril clearly remembered the extent of the walking corpse's hatred, but he roughly estimated that the nearest walking corpse was already within five meters of him, but it didn't care about the unarmed Cyril standing in front of it. interest.

It seemed they were simply attracted to the pillow Caroline threw down.

This made Cyril a little puzzled, but he didn't have time to worry about the reason. One thing less is better than one thing more.He squatted down slowly and moved to the side of the walking corpse he had killed.The extremely handy Broken Sword of the Silver Blade Knights was deeply embedded in the corpse's hardened and thick neck bone.

He squeezed the hilt of the sword, raised his head again to confirm that the two walking corpses did not turn their attention to him, and then pressed the cold walking corpse's head, and pulled out the sword vigorously.The creaking sound made his hair stand on end, but fortunately, the sound did not disturb the walking corpse.

The blade of the sword was pulled out from the blood, and it was still bright, but there was a small gap, which made Cyril feel a little regretful when he clicked his tongue on the strengthened hardness of the walking corpse.

It's just that the two walking corpses in front of him are still a hurdle that he can't get over.It is true that Cyril can rely on this scope of hatred that he cannot explain to get out of danger, and he can even leave this Tap Town in a cool way.

But in the shadow of the twilight in the future, Caroline, the little girl in the blacksmith shop, is still in that house. If she is not taken away or simply killed with a sword, there is a high probability that Caroline will still enter the game. The road that became the shadow of twilight.

Maybe even more resentment towards humans because of Cyril's abandonment.

Cyril felt a burst of headaches, but if he could use some rogue skills in the game, even if it was just an unproficient stealth, it would help him grab an absolute first-hand opportunity.

But now he could only cautiously stand two meters away from the two zombies with his sword in hand, watching the broken flag not far behind them shaking in the cold wind, and the wooden door of the blacksmith shop being slowly pushed open...

"Squeak - creak -"

The sound of the door opening was sudden and long, to the walking corpse, it was like a well-trained hound hearing the hunting signal. The two walking corpses twisted their bodies almost at the same time, and moved towards the iron rod that they did not know where to find. The young girl Caroline standing cowering by the door.

Cyril's breathing was almost stagnant at this moment. He never thought that Caroline would run out by herself, and the girl seemed not satisfied with the movement of opening the door, holding the iron rod in her hand, like a mage holding a staff General opening:
"what!"

There are not many syllables, and it has nothing to do with the death ripples that followed the opening of the necromancer in the impression of the previous life. It is just a cowardly voice of a brave man, but at the same time it is the countdown to his death.

Like the sound of a bell that startled a group of crows at dusk, the two walking corpses locked on to Caroline at this moment, and they walked towards the girl with stiff steps together——

But only one walking corpse approached her.Cyril only hesitated for a moment, then rushed forward with all his strength.The distance of two meters was fleeting, and the walking corpse with its back to him had no time to turn around to deal with the sudden attacker.This time, the broken silver-blade knight-style saber smoothly cut into the back of its neck, beheading its head in a devastating manner!
Kicking down the still stiff body of the walking corpse, Cyril looked at Caroline who stopped in front of the remaining walking corpse, whose legs seemed to have weakened from fright.Cyril yelled "Run" loudly, trying to catch up with the walking corpse, but it was obviously too late——

This corpse is the strongest among the three walking corpses. It belongs to the blacksmith's apprentice. After turning into a walking corpse and expanding, it looks like a giant snow monster in the north. No one can doubt the power of its arm. .

Cyril couldn't help closing his eyes. He couldn't stop the attack of the walking corpse. At this time, he could only mourn for Caroline in advance, and at the same time pray to the starry sky. As the undead awakened by Caroline, This new life will not be ended directly because of Caroline's passing.

But just when he thought that Caroline's life was like a candle in the wind, he faintly felt a surge of magic power in this street, and even his steps were stagnated because of it.

And the movement of the walking corpse stopped completely, its arms froze in the air, as if it had been stopped by time——

Caroline's talent was stimulated again?

Thinking this way in his mind, Cyril's movements didn't stop at all, and the walking corpse that was frozen in place was easier to deal with than the previous one. With the feeling from the previous time, Cyril's sword was more handy, and directly smashed its swollen The head was chopped off.

And he, who passed by the walking corpse, didn't dare to relax, and immediately looked around him vigilantly, for fear that Caroline would wake up some walking corpses again.

It wasn't until the behemoth behind him slammed to the ground, half of his body covered in rotten flesh and plasma, that Cyril was sure that there were no new enemies. He lowered his broken sword and looked down at Caroline.

The girl is still clinging to the long stick that poses no threat to the walking corpse, her arms tremble like chaff, and even her eyes are tightly closed.She leaned against the wooden door, leaning on the door with all her strength.

She was really terrified, and it was impossible to imagine that she just stopped a walking corpse forcibly.

Cyril couldn't imagine what drove the girl to come out to face the walking corpse and take the initiative to "lead monsters" for him.He is also unable to evaluate whether this behavior is a "pig teammate" or a "manipulation by God", and now is not the time to evaluate——

He threw down the sword, and lightly placed his hand on the girl's silver and disheveled hair. Feeling her trembling slowly calm down, he said softly in that somewhat hoarse voice:

"It's all right, Caroline."

"May the stars shine on you."

Behind him, a light green ball of light flew up and sank into his body.

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