Doom Knight System

Lancelow found water and food from the dead body, and after he was full, he injected himself with a tube of the reagent.

When the radiation level reached the safety line, Lancelot finally breathed a sigh of relief. The apprentice knight in front of him was only in his teens and looked like a child. He appeared here for some reason.

After thinking about it, I searched him again, only a black cross smock and a family crest.

"It turned out to be a noble? This is the only way to get an apprentice knight out of the city. But it's bad luck." Lancelot felt a little regretful, and then put the black cross smock on himself.

The mutated camel beast sneezed, curled up by the fire, closed its eyes and began to doze off.

Lancelot rubbed his hands, looked enviously at the mane on the camel beast, and then his eyes lit up when he saw the hump.

Just now, it was only eating and drinking, and didn't notice that the camel beast was actually carrying a tent, a semicircle with a diameter of more than two meters, which was firmly placed between the humps.

With a wrong foot, the body jumped up with a whoosh.

As soon as we entered the tent, the temperature immediately warmed up. The ground was covered with a whole piece of snow-white animal skins, and there was a plate of fresh fruit on the exquisite coffee table.

Lancelot couldn't remember how long he hadn't seen fruit.

Elena once told him that even the fruits in the inner city are very precious. Due to the impact of radiation rain, it is difficult to guarantee the production of fruits, and most of them can only be liquefied into juice.But even fruit juice is expensive, and the supply is limited every month.

Lancelot's Adam's apple rolled. The apple he hated the most was extremely cute in his eyes at the moment. He couldn't wait to pick one and bite it in his mouth, and sat down.

"Woooo..." A petite figure twisted and rolled out of the goose feather quilt, shaking his head over Lancelot.

Lancelot turned on the oil lamp in the corner vigilantly. In the dim light, the appearance of the figure became more and more clear.

This is a girl who is only eleven or twelve years old, her chin is raised high, like a proud little swan.Fair skin, water-blue pupils, and a slender neck, in Lancelot's eyes, have begun to have the potential of a stunning beauty.

As soon as the cloth strip on the little beauty's mouth was untied, she immediately said, "Are you a knight? I order you to send me back to the city immediately."

"Who are you?" Lancelot raised his eyebrows and asked in a deep voice.

This girl is not an ordinary person at first glance, at least she is from a big noble family.Ordinary nobles can't afford the light blue dress she is wearing, it is actually made of silk, and on the silver-white silk gauze belt, there is even a wave of magic power shining, which is enough to restrain the graceful grip small waist.

"Hmph! Be bold, I am Queen Elizabeth II, you dare to be rude to me, a barbarian from outside the city?" The little girl sneered, with a natural majesty on her body.

Lancelow didn't like this, his eyes were as cold as a robot, he stretched out his hand to pull the little girl into his arms, raised his palm and started to slap the girl's buttocks.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

"Bold! Ah! It hurts, don't hit me!"

"It hurts to death!" The girl struggled, her face was covered with cold sweat, and her pretty face was distorted by the pain. She had a noble status, and no one dared to treat her like this before.

Some family education from her ears and eyes made her mentally more precocious than her peers.

After being slapped on the shameful part, although the pain was unbearable, I don't know why there was a strange feeling in my heart, and I felt a special sense of security in this person.

This sense of security finally turned into a special stimulus for me. The girl's face turned from white to red, and the screams in her mouth became lower and lower, until finally she became as lazy as a newborn kitten. cry.

From the tips of her ears to her neck, Sai Xue's fair skin turned into a lovely rose.

"I want...Shhh!" the girl said with difficulty, her little head buried in Lancelot's chest, she was too ashamed to get up.

Lancelot was stunned for a moment, then felt that something was wrong, and he was even more inconceivable, muttering to himself, could this be Stockholm Syndrome?
(Stockholm Syndrome refers to a complex in which the victim of a crime has feelings for the perpetrator, and even helps the perpetrator in turn. This emotion causes the victim to have a good impression of, depend on, and even assist the perpetrator.)
"Ding dong! The Eye of Reality: Humanoid creature, combat power evaluation 8-S."

Lancelot's originally indifferent face suddenly changed color, and the hidden anger attribute of the eye of truth made the girl in his arms wake up instantly, and jumped out directly to the corner of the tent.

Lancelot instinctively grabbed the girl's beautiful ankle, pulled it back hard, and took out the thing in the corner first.

This is a standard magic wand. Numerous complex spells are delicately engraved on the wand, and traces of green light emerge at the same time. The top of the wand is inlaid with a gem the size of an egg.

"Ding dong! The eye of truth: the legendary treasure-the eye of Medusa, the mental power is increased by [-]%, and the skill is petrified.

Made from the eyes of the Gorgon Medusa, it has incredible magical powers.Bound, not ingestible. "

Lancelot gasped. This is a legendary treasure, a sky-high priced product that is being sold in the system, and it is quietly lying in his palm at this moment.

Too dangerous!
This girl may have a profession similar to that of a magician. The 8-S combat power needs a magic wand to cast it. If she is not fast anyway, relying on the increase of the [Eye of Medusa] can blow him into scum.

The girl calmed down, clutching her buttocks, curled up in a corner, her eyes were no longer angry, but full of curiosity.

"Tell me who you are!" Lancelot asked blankly, carefully hiding the magic wand in his right hand.

The girl smiled and said, "You haven't even heard of Elizabeth II, so you must have never been to the inner city. I was kidnapped. After you send me back, I can make you an honorary knight."

"Put away your tricks, I'm not so easy to deceive. You are clearly bewitching young people outside and helping you run away from home." Lancelot sneered.

When he was turning over the corpse, he had a vague feeling that something was wrong, so he simply cheated.

The girl blurted out in surprise, "How do you know?" Then she came to her senses and covered her mouth tightly with her hand.

Lancelot smiled coldly, raised his hand, and started his own punishment.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!" After a crisp sound.The new injury has not healed, and the old injury has recurred. The girl really couldn't stand the pain this time, wow wow pain.

Lancelot's body froze, and he was embarrassed to strike again. Leaving aside the possible noble status of the other party, if he continued to fight like this, he might really have a grudge, and he could only force himself to kill him.