Dark Soul Moon

Pulling out the blade from the ground, he looked around at the enemies surrounding him.

Without words, the two sides fought back together.

On such a battlefield, only the weapons in hand are the best words.

…………

When Hector found Ashes again, Ashes turned his back on him.

The red tassels on the hunting dragon helmet fluttered in the wind.

The knight held the hilt of his sword with both hands and stood in the middle of the battlefield.

Surrounded by a mess of battle traces, layers of corpses surround the Lion Knight, as if to say something.

On the golden armor, deep marks were left, showing the intensity of the previous battle.

"Your Excellency Ashes, this..." Hector asked aloud.

Ashes turned around and pulled out the wolf knight's sword.

"The Saxon troops have been dealt with by me." The indifferent voice reached Hector's ears.

Hector watched the scene silently.

At least dozens of corpses were dumped around the ashes.

And on his armor, there were sword blades sunk into it, deep scratches, and dark marks.

He pulled out the blade inserted in the armor casually, threw it on the ground, and made a "clang" sound.

Then the knight's body burst into flames.

The flames spread from the feet to the surroundings.

Bodies were burned, weapons were turned to molten iron, and the air was twisted.

Seeing the ashes coming out of the fire and walking towards him, Hector couldn't help but take a few steps back.

The scene at that moment made the tough-minded Hector feel fear, which is not something that humans can do at all.

What kind of monster is hidden under the armor of the lion knight?

Hector thought.

Just like that, Ashes walked by Hector's side following the trail of flames.

Hector remained motionless, and the flames burning on the knight made his hair slightly scorched black and curly.

He didn't move his stiff body until Ashes' figure was gone.

The blazing flames shone on Hector's face. At that moment, no one knew what Hector was thinking.

After a while, he clenched his fists and left.

…………

Arturia looked at the light on the far horizon, and there seemed to be a fire in the distance.

She was guarding the entrance of the town, and together with other knights, she was preparing to face the attack of the Saxon army, buying time for the residents to evacuate.

Facing catastrophe at any time, some knights and knight attendants could not bear the shadow of death and fled.

At that moment, the glory of the knight has gone away from them.

The faces of the remaining knights were also a little pale, their lips were tightly pressed, and their hands holding weapons trembled slightly.

But they still chose to stay in the small town, preparing to delay the footsteps of the Saxon army, otherwise their family members and friends would be overtaken by the Saxons and slaughtered.

Moreover, the honor of knights does not allow them to escape like those cowards.

Arturia's hand holding the knight's lance was very steady, even if she might be killed by the coming Saxons, she didn't have any fear.

At this time, the other knights were a little bit impressed by the girl.

Then he thought of those cowards who ran away, and contempt appeared in his eyes.

Worse than a girl who is not a knight, those cowards insult the name of knight.

Then wait like this for half a day.

The promised Saxon troops have not yet arrived.

The expressions of the knights ranged from fear to hesitation to silence.

Some people have already wondered if they have been tricked, or why the Saxon army hasn't arrived yet?

At this moment, a figure walked into their eyes.

The golden armor was covered with scars, and the helmet was stained with black blood.

The bright red tassels flutter in the wind.

The lion knight came into everyone's sight holding a sword and gun.

"Your Excellency, I would like to ask those Saxon troops..." A knight boldly walked up and asked Ashes.

Ashes glanced at him indifferently, "I have already solved it."