Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 84 Qing Evans [Trouble readers to take a look at the words at the end of the chapter, thank you! 】

Only the man, Cyril and the three women remained on the first floor of the tower.The shouts of someone on the second floor are constantly coming, as if they are directing the rest of the soldiers on the city wall.

Cyril was still immersed in the temptation and solicitation of the leader of the Silver Blade Knights.

Vigorous and resolute, this seems to be the most appropriate evaluation word for this leader.This kind of personality can sometimes seem unreasonable, but the leader is also very chic in this respect——

It doesn't matter how high or low the birth is, as long as it is not from the people of Saint-Emma and New Orville-the former has been eyeing La Rochelle for many years and has a long-standing hatred, while the latter gave La Rochelle a very fatal attack more than a hundred years ago. The backstab caused La Rochelle's national power to decline, and the chaos in the southern sea area is also related to it.

But this free and easy attitude of not being suspicious of the members of the regiment made Cyril believe in the fact that the regiment leader can say that "protecting the regiment members is the duty of the regiment leader".

He touched his nose, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his hands and face.That kind of coercion cannot be resisted by good psychological quality.

And the man staying in the house walked towards Cyril at this moment, applauded lightly, and said words of praise in his mouth:
"What an excellent swordsmanship, to be able to fight on par with the eldest daughter of the Christine family, amazing, amazing—"

Cyril looked at him: he was tall and slender, with black hair that had been flattened by the helmet. He had obviously just taken off the helmet not long ago. There was a lazy but friendly smile on his beautiful face, and he was wearing light armor. Instead of the standard one-piece armor of the Knights.A sword hung from his waist, and a white cloth was tightly wrapped around the hilt.

He was curious about what the other party said, is the head of the group the eldest daughter of Christine's family?He hadn't heard of this one before. Christine was a rather famous family. If she was the eldest daughter, the players should all know about it.

But Cyril refrained from asking, and turned to say:

"Cyril Adrian, an ordinary knight, who is your Excellency?"

"Sunny." The man said, holding a hand to Cyril.

Cyril looked down at his hand, but did not reach out to hold it. Instead, he raised his eyebrows and repeated in doubt: "Qing?"

Then he heard the other party laugh, and touched his nose with some bitterness on his face: "Qing Evans."

Cyril couldn't help but move: "The Evans of Foreign Secretary Blake Evans?"

"If possible, I don't want people to mention my family when they address me." Qing Evans sighed.

But then he saw the half-elf boy in front of him seriously reaching out his hand, and shook his still-raised hand seriously: "It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Hey! Brother, isn't it suitable?" This made Qing a little dissatisfied. The Evans family has been favored by the king in recent years, and its family members are the backbone of many important directions.He doesn't want others to make friends with him because of his family's name.

But Qing didn't know that the young man in front of her didn't care about the Evans family at all.

The reason why Cyril is so serious is entirely because of what happened to him.Qing Evans, he did not leave a strong deed in the history of La Rochelle, nor is he a top figure in a certain aspect.

But in Gallentria in 1446, as the guard, he resolutely went out of the city to stop the lich "Sandro", and canceled Sandro's high-ring spell with his life.

The death was vigorous, but it didn't have much effect.Because Gallentria didn't hold on for a few more days because of his death, and the army defending the city couldn't withdraw a few more people.

It's just that Cyril happened to be in Gallentia at that time. Standing on the city wall, he watched with his own eyes that General Evans, who was "disliked" by his family, walked out of the city alone and ran towards the Lich surrounded by thousands of black clouds. Sandro.

And to ashes.

It's just that Qing is still quite immature now, and her lazy smile doesn't look much different from those swordsmen who just graduated from Wangdu Academy.

Cyril let go of his hand and smiled apologetically: "Sorry, I was scared by the leader just now, and I was a little nervous."

These words immediately made Qing happy, and he smiled again: "Right? The eldest daughter of Christine's family is a ruthless person that no one dares to provoke, even her family dare not control her! I just saw Seeing her, I was also taken aback!"

He reached out and patted Cyril's shoulder vigorously: "Okay, although the Silver Blade Knights have taken over the city's defense, most of the soldiers are brought by me, and the main personnel scheduling is still under my control , including you, your tasks are assigned by me."

"Understood." Cyril nodded slightly.

"Can you use a crossbow?"

"Crossbow? If it's a crossbow enchanted by alchemy on the tower, I won't." Cyril shook his head.

Among the skills of rogues, there is "Crossbow Mastery", but it is a small portable crossbow, which can only be used at medium and short distances. It is suitable for attracting monsters, triggering mechanisms, and harassment. It is impossible to have "Bow Mastery" Long-distance sniper killing like a ranger.

This kind of weapon for city defense is naturally even more impossible to use.

"Then your task is very simple." Qingyi clasped his hands together, and then stretched out his fingers to look out the door: "The undead haven't launched a general attack yet, and the undead that will appear on the city wall now are those thrown by the frost giant. Broken feet or no head, easy to deal with."

He waved his arms wide open, and continued to gesture: "Wait until the frost giant throws stones and trees over with a 'hey--', then you go out and chop the undead, it's as simple as that."

"Where's their siege equipment?" Cyril wondered.

"At present, they have not been able to transport equipment across the Maitland Mountains, nor have they established a stronghold that cannot be built." Qing shrugged, "Of course they don't have enough necromancers to forcefully pile up the undead. For the city wall, I don’t think there will be much danger within three days.”

Cyril relaxed a little, which is undoubtedly good news—the frost giant is already a supermodel that appeared in advance, and if the siege equipment of the undead is added, then the Tower of the North Wind should simply be given up.

But the greatest pressure does not come from the frost giant and the siege equipment. If his calculation is correct, then the main culprit that caused the fall of the Tower of the North Wind in the game should be the bone dragon in the underground palace and the "skeleton dragon" brought about by its birth. Volcano eruption".

It's just that I don't know why this bone dragon hasn't come out of the underground palace at this moment. I don't know if the soul of the Lich has not fully fused with it, or it has other preparations.

"Okay, that's all for your mission. Take it easy, young man. When reinforcements arrive, the Tower of the North Wind will be stable." Qing comforted Cyril, and then said to the three women:

"Girls, are there any mages among you?"

Mia raised her hand.

"Anyone who is proficient in magic is fine."

Alina hesitated for a moment, then raised her hand.

"Okay, then--I give them some tasks, don't you mind? After all, there is a shortage of people." Just as Qing was about to say something, she suddenly turned her head to Cyril.

"Of course, otherwise we wouldn't come here to defend the city." Cyril nodded.

"Then come up with me, your task is to establish a stable channel for the magic supply of these crossbows..."

Qing led the two daughters up the steps of the tower building, and her voice was instantly swallowed up in the hustle and bustle.

On the first floor of the tower, only Cyril and Caroline, who was sitting in the corner and wagging their fingers, were left wondering what was going on.

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Since writing this book, I have been struggling with this beginning.

It should not be surprising for a newcomer like me to have a hard time at the beginning. The current beginning is decided after several revisions, which is considered passable.Don't be long-winded, just come out of the characters, enter the plot, and establish a main line.

But so far there have been many criticisms of the attitude of the protagonist of Chapter 1.What I want to express is "the protagonist has fought for this country in the game but failed, and now I have the opportunity to try again". From a logical understanding, it should be no problem, but many people find it abrupt, and some even think that the protagonist wants to save the country. The attitude is poisonous.

Of course, I don't want to be considered poisonous. I can't read it after reading the beginning. I hope more people will like this book, so I struggled for a long time.

I made the first attempt to modify it today. I hope that readers who like this book can go back and take a look. How is the modified version better than the previous one, whether it is more reasonable or not, and give some suggestions for the next one.

Grateful.

　Thanks for the reward of 0991 starting coins from backpack 1500, thank you!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)