The Witcher: From the Academy of Knights

"Kill Orens, I will share the Western Territory with the princes!"

Fiers said loudly, pointing the cross sword in his hand at Orens, and many western knights around him launched a fierce attack.

However, at this moment.

In the sky, a figure descended from the sky, and the Broken Star Cross Sword waved along the trend, and the army-breaking swordsmanship turned into a residual light, repelling all the surrounding Western Realm knights.

"you!"

Looking at the figure that suddenly appeared, Phils' expression changed, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he said, "Where's Norma Rose? Did you kill him?"

While speaking, Phils looked around.

In the end, Nomaros was not found, and his heart sank suddenly, his face turned ugly. Just now, the other party clearly vowed to solve Sauron, but now it seems that something unexpected happened.

"Don't look for it, he's dead."

Sauron looked calm, looked at Fers, and said with a sneer: "After all, he is also the lord of the western region. Does Duke Fers only rely on the number of people?"

"Father, leave these people to me!"

While speaking, Sauron raised the bone wand in his hand, and the black mist around him twisted and turned into groups of wraiths, making screams.

Not far away, Phils looked gloomy.

Since Norma Rose didn't show up at this moment, there was no doubt about the other party's fate, and he became the loser in the wizard battle not long ago.

Now, I am afraid it has been killed!
"Ollens!"

In just a moment, Phils made a decisive decision in his heart, raised the cross sword in his hand, and said loudly: "Don't you want to fight me alone? I will give you this chance!"

"Ah!"

Orens sneered, and a hint of ridicule flashed in his eyes.

Just now, Phils was still unwilling to fight alone with him, but now, after learning of Norma Rose's death, he immediately changed his plan.

Obviously, Phils also understands that the balance of victory is no longer tilted in his favor.

Although Phils now has many knights under his command, the sum of all these people is probably not as good as Norma Rose.

Since Sauron can kill Normaros, it is no problem to deal with these knights.

In other words, Phils' superiority in numbers has long since disappeared. Even if he doesn't want to, he must fight Orens as soon as possible.

Otherwise, when Sauron finishes off all the knights in the western region, Fels will face a great knight and a quasi-witch.

With one against two, Phils has no chance of winning.

"Honestly, Phils."

Orens shook his head, and said quietly: "I never thought that you, as the Duke of the Western Territory, would be so shameless."

Hearing Orens' transformation, Phils looked cold.

"However, since you brought it up."

The corners of Orens' lips were raised, a confident smile appeared on his face, and he said loudly: "I can give you a chance to let the world know who is the strongest in the Western Region!"

While speaking, Orens stepped forward.

Firth saw what the other party was thinking, and immediately ran towards the distance. The two great knights finally ushered in a fair duel, and neither side planned to let others intervene.

In situ, a gleam of light flashed in Sauron's eyes.

Surrounded by a group of western knights, he didn't make another move. After all, in the current situation, killing these western knights was meaningless.

Things have developed to the present, and it has reached the last moment.

The confrontation between Orens and Firth will decide the fate of the western region. Of course, in Sauron's view, after the death of Normaros, Firth has already suffered a crushing defeat.

The duel between the two great knights seems fair, but in fact it is not.

Although Sauron did not intervene in this duel now, the main reason was his trust in Orens. If Phils really had the upper hand, he would not be able to watch Orens die at the hands of the opponent.

With Sauron's current state, it is not difficult to kill Phils!

While Sauron was thinking about it, the confrontation between Orens and Fiers had officially begun. Over the years, the Western Territory hadn't seen two great knights at the same time for an unknown period of time.

"Come on, Duke Ferrs!"

Orens held the sword in both hands, a flash of fighting intent flashed in his eyes, and said quietly: "When I was young, I always regarded you as an idol, now let me see the true strength of the former Western Lion!"

"I won't let you down, Orens."

Fiers took a deep breath, with a calm expression, and said: "The snatcher will never try to take the Western Territory from me. I will let you know who is the master of this territory."

As soon as the words fell, Phils let out a growl.

Like a lion roaring, the ear-shattering sound wave roared, and Orens's heart was shocked, but the next moment he saw that Phils had already rushed towards him.

"Good come!"

A trace of fighting spirit rose in Orens's heart, and he didn't hesitate any longer. He broke out with his strongest strength, and confronted Phils with swords in both hands.

Stab la la!
The friction between the blades made an ear-piercing sound, and the two great knights fought fiercely under the night like two wild beasts.

"Is this the power of the Great Knight?"

In the distance, Sauron's eyes flashed with interest. Although he has been promoted to quasi-sorcerer, his knight realm is still stuck in the advanced knight state.

In order to advance to the realm of a great knight, apart from the training between life and death, the only way is to master more breathing techniques.

Sauron was not worried about this. After all, after the duel between Orens and Firth was over, the entire Western Territory would fall into the hands of the Swain family.

At that time, it will be a breeze to collect some breathing techniques.

Rumble!
Under the dark night, Giethoorn Town was still in chaos. Soldiers were fighting each other, as if they had a deep hatred. Although Orens and Firth had started a duel, neither side gave an order to stop the war.

And after Sauron killed Normaros, those cursed soldiers also woke up one after another.

Although these soldiers were in a very weak state after experiencing the nightmare world, they had no choice but to take up arms in the face of the current war.

The confrontation between the big knights caused a lot of commotion.

The battle of more than ten rounds ended soon. Orens was soaked in blood, like a demon god from hell. If it weren't for the burning fighting spirit in his eyes, Sauron almost thought he was about to lose.

On the other side, Phils was equally uncomfortable.

Facing an upright and mature knight, even the lion of the western region felt powerless. After several rounds of confrontation, his physical strength was almost exhausted.

"call!"

In the same place, Phils let out a long breath, his hands trembling slightly, looking at Orens who was laughing wildly, feeling a little sad in his heart for no reason.

Perhaps, I am really old!

Phils shook his head, suppressed the negative emotions in his heart, and tried his best to think about the key to victory, but at this moment, Orens had attacked again. (end of this chapter)