Dharma Ring: Selling dung beetles at the border

Khosrow's petal whip is a soft metal whip with sharp petal blades connected like a chain. Items inherited from the famous Khosrow family, weapons like handicrafts.

When this beautiful, elegant and deadly weapon hits a person, the blade will cut into the human body with the swing of the whip, instantly ripping open the skin and flesh.

Diaros has been practicing the petal whip since he was a child, and his control over the whip just before it stopped in front of Tanith's skirt is evident.

The education of a famous noble family determines that even if a person has no talent, he has a lower limit that is much higher than that of ordinary people.

But unfortunately, the opposite is the Crucible Knight.

Godfrey's personal bodyguards followed the Golden Dynasty to conquer the world and destroyed countless top knights from famous families. Every one of them was a hero.

The Crucible Knight slowly crossed Tanis, like an iron tower, and moved in front of Diaros.

The Furnace Knight was a head taller than Diaros, with a larger girth and thicker armor. Standing in front of Diaros, he blocked the volcano's insufficient light, completely shrouding Diaros in shadow. .

Diaros swallowed:

Wait a moment.

He turned around and ran back to the room.

Why are you back? Wuming moved the small bench to make way for Diaros.

Take one less piece of equipment. Diaros muttered.

Do you need my help to put it on for you? Wuming asked.

Need not.

Diaros opened the bed and took out a large shield from under the bed.

A richly decorated, red and white, kite-shaped shield with an oversized shield.

Diaros carried the shield, covering almost his entire body.

Through the shield, Diaros saw Wuming looking at him playfully, his face a little red:

What are you doing? As a member of the Khosrow family, it makes sense for me to carry a shield, right?

As if this reason was not convincing enough, Diaros walked out of the door quickly and pointed at the Furnace Knight:

Look, he's holding a shield too.

The Crucible Knight does indeed hold a shield, a large horned shield made of red gold. There is an exaggerated horn on the shield, as if a giant dragon is breaking free with its horns.

Even for a burly warrior like the Knight of the Crucible, this shield is not as big as Diaros's shield, far less big than Diaros's.

Diaros, who was pointing at the shield of the Crucible Knight, also realized this and his face turned redder:

As I said just now, as a disciple of a famous family, it is logical for my shield to be larger.

Wuming smiled:

I didn't say anything. I also used a shield.

Wuming said: But warriors who use shields are usually those who want to protect something. The big tree guards the golden tree, and the furnace guards Tanis. What are you going to protect?

Diaros was stunned: I...I want to protect the dignity of the Khosrow family!

Diaros picked up his shield and petal whip, walked out of the Volcano Mansion, and started fighting with the Furnace Knight at the door.

The Petal Whip can tear the human body apart and let blood bloom.

But the armor of the Crucible Knight seemed too hard, or there was no blood at all. Diaros' whip wrapped around the Crucible Knight's body without any effect.

Diaros tried his best to swing the whip towards the joints of the heavy armored knight and threw it into the peephole of the helmet. However, no matter how hard he whipped it, it could not penetrate deep into the armor and cause any effective damage to the furnace knight.

The Crucible Knight stretched out his hand, grabbed the whip, and pulled Diaros flying towards him with a single movement.

Diaros quickly raised his shield to defend his body.

The Furnace Knight aimed his shield at Diaros's shield, lowered his body, carried the shield on his shoulders, and hit Diaros flying hard.

Diaros flew backwards, faster than when he came in. The huge shield surface was dented inward, and the strong impact caused Diaros to fly instantly and hit the ground. The shield and weapons in his hands flew out.

Diaros felt like he had been hit by a dragon. He was covered in bruises, vomited a mouthful of blood, and his head was bruised and bloody.

And all the while, the Crucible Knight didn't even raise his sword.

His sword was always hanging on his waist and was not drawn out.

The Crucible Knight raised his shield with one hand, held Diaros's neck with the other, and choked him up.

Diaros's life was in the hands of the Crucible Knight, but he aroused a little ferocity. He struggled ferociously and asked the Crucible Knight to give him a good time.

It seems that you are not afraid of death. Wuming sat at the door and watched the excitement, Is this the education of aristocrats...

The Crucible Knight did not give Diaros a happy one. He carried him and turned back to Tanis, leaving Diaros in front of Tanis.

I lost. Diaros struggled to get up, You should kill me.

Tanis said: Why should I kill you?

Are you going to insult me? The wounds on Diaros's face were bleeding profusely driven by anger.

Tanis stretched out her hand, tore off a corner of her dress that was originally torn, and bandaged Diaros's wound.

I've been waiting for you for a month. To be honest, you don't deserve the invitation from the volcano. Tanis wiped the wounds on Diaros's face, But when you dare to draw your sword against me, you have the ability to become a hero. Qualifications.”

Become a hero? Diaros' eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this.

As if to cover up his reaction, Diaros lowered his eyes and did not look into Tanith's eyes.

Lowering his eyes, he saw the graceful curve of his calf under the torn dress.

Diaros didn't know what to watch for a while.

He turned his head, saw Wuming, and felt relaxed.

Eh? What's going on? Why do I feel like I'm being looked down upon? Wuming felt inexplicably unhappy.

The unpleasant look did not last long, and Diaros's gaze was forcefully turned away by Tanis.

Tanith put her hands on Diaros's cheeks, and the sharp eyes on the mask made it impossible for Diaros to escape.

I know you carry anger in your heart, Tanis said. Your anger is exactly the same as ours. This anger is proof that you can take the path of defilement.

I'm different from you... Diaros said.

Is it different? Tanis sneered, As long as you are under the protection of the golden tree, there will be no difference. What is the difference between what you call a duel full of chivalry and the plunder of the rebels? A duel In victory, doesn't the loser's wealth also have to be given to the winner? Those knights who run around in battle festivals all day long rely on this to make a fortune.

Tanis looked at the painting in the room and the burning golden tree:

Under the will of the golden tree, the demigods were forced to rob each other's power; under the instructions of the gods, the faded ones were forced to kill each other. The act of plundering was so grandly justified, so superficial, so tainted by our dignity.

The anger in Tanith's eyes grew stronger:

Several large runes, several demigods, and the entire border area must abide by the rules of the two fingers. Under their control, they fight against each other like puppets, killing each other's brothers and sisters, and finally fight for a king, a king. God. In this case, we will plunder everything, defile the golden tree and the two fingers together, and destroy all the rules of the golden tree. The golden tree is an enemy of all forces and will label the losers as heretics and blasphemies. We will bring these blasphemies with us. And those who defiled it, let the supreme will collapse into pieces, let the golden tree bathe in flames, and be destroyed forever!

Tanith's emotions were so agitated that Diaros was so shocked that he couldn't speak. He could only stare blankly at the awe-inspiring woman.

Tanis said to Diaros:

We are both plundering, and our path is more heroic than the golden tree. You follow the trend and criticize us according to the rules. With the rules as your backing, how can you compare with our rebellion against the trend and the path of blasphemy and rebellion against the gods. Those who walk the path of blasphemy are the true heroes.”

Is that so? Diaros was stunned.

Of course, the heroes who walk on the dirty and unclean road are the most dazzling. Tanis said, The volcano thinks you have such potential, so it invites you.

Diaros couldn't help but take a step back and suddenly screamed in pain:

Ouch, why am I lame?

Is the injury healed? Tanis said, Please go back to your room and rest first. I will send you medicine later.

With the help of Wuming, Diaros returned to the room in a daze.

In the guest room, Diaros reflected on Tanith's words:

I think she's a little too extreme.

It's indeed quite extreme. Wuming nodded.

But it seems to make sense? Diaros said.

Do you really believe what she said? Wuming was delighted.

Do you think what she told is a lie? Diaros said, But they are indeed very courageous, and if it is to fight against the gods, it seems reasonable to be so embarrassed and unclean...

Wuming helped Diaros take off his armor and said:

Tanisi... reminds me of another woman. A person who relies on words and seduction to get people to join their camp - behind that force is a big snake.

You think Lady Tanith is lying to me?

Tanisi said she despised all the old order and rules, but she assassinated me because she wanted to stand up for her daughter. Wuming said, It doesn't seem like she despised all the old order.

Wuming said: The beginning of the Volcano's rebellion against the Golden Tree was not because the Golden Tree trampled on their dignity and violated the old order and rules. It seemed like the Volcano was rebelling against all the old order and wanted to solve the problem of the Golden Tree with complete destruction. The influence in the border area is deep-rooted and not easy to remove.”

Wuming looked at his palm:

Do we really need to completely deny the environment that allowed us to grow up? Or, do we deny it?

Looking at his palm, Wuming inadvertently tilted his armor, and the sharp edge immediately poked Diaros's ribs.

Diaros howled immediately.

I'm injured, please be gentle. Diaros grinned.

Your body is really precious. Wuming took off Diaros' armor and saw the bruises and bruises on his skin, Noble men are white.

Wuming took off Diaros' arm armor and looked at Diaros's white and smooth hands:

You don't have the hands of a warrior, so you still want to rebel against the law and become a hero?

I don't want to be like this... Diaros said, I have trained very hard, but I still can't be like my brother. Big issues in the family are also solved by my brother, and I have no chance to take action. My brother said that as long as I just want to live well.

Your brother loves you very much. Wuming said.

I don't want this. Khosrow speaks for himself with blood. I hope my brother can look at me squarely, even if he regards me as an enemy... Diaros.

The nameless person has a sad expression and closes his eyes in mourning.

What are you doing? Diaros wondered.

I mourn for your entourage. Wuming said, I can see that you still care more about your brother than your childhood sweetheart.

Wuming thought for a while, this was normal in the border area. Of course, nobles from famous families care more about their family heads than their followers.

No matter how close a servant is, he is still a servant.

Diaros said: Of course I still miss Lenia very much. Lenia is also very pitiful. Her end is really sad and cruel. I can't be a hero just by being affected by those 'pathetic' and 'cruel' feelings.

Being a hero, is that important?

Diaros walked beside the bed dejectedly, grinning a bitter smile: You may not know that although I am Khosrow, I have always been regarded as Khosrow's shame.

I think I may know this. Wuming said.

Diaros said: My brother loves me very much, and the servants dare not say anything. But I can feel that from top to bottom, there is a completely different attitude towards me. Occasionally I can hear laughter, that must be She's laughing at me. Even Renia... Renia is of course very nice to me, but she has a completely different attitude towards her brother. She is always respectful in front of her brother, but she is always playful with me...

Diaros recalled every bit of the past and clenched his fists harder:

Lenia must be able to understand that this is my fate and hers... I want to be a hero, I want to—kill people!

It's time to eat. Wuming raised his head and looked outside.

Where? Diaros hurried over.

It was almost evening and the party had begun.

Countless delicious but indiscernible things were served, and rich wine filled the Volcano Mansion for a while.

There were finally a few people in the originally deserted Huoshan Mansion, and several rebels returned at this time to have a drink with other rebels.

They walked in carrying the heads of heroes from all walks of life, drank rich blood, drank wine and ate meat.

Interestingly, there was still no waiter at the volcano. The food and drinks were served to the rebels by Tanith herself.

Euphemistically called respect for the heroes returning from the battlefield.

But this time, Diaros was put in the spotlight, and Tanith proudly announced at the banquet that they had another rebel. The Golden Tree is one step closer to collapse.

Of course Wuming, a man selling dung beetles, couldn't sit at the table of the rebel heroes and just watched from the sidelines.

There is a familiar figure on this seat.

Eleonora was among them.

Next to him was a strong man wearing strange heavy armor with burnt black armor. Judging from his behavior, he was quite courageous.

The foundation of the volcano is still very strong, Wuming thought to himself.

If all these people here were to mobilize and launch a sneak attack while he was away, his caravan might not be able to escape the fate of being completely destroyed even if Millicent Mongolt was present.

How about... kill them all right here...

A dangerous thought flashed into Wuming's mind, and he quickly shook his head to get rid of the dangerous thought.

Rakad, the strongest volcano, has not shown up yet. Besides, with the full moon of Ratan, this relationship is already in the honeymoon period, so how can we think of partners.

Sin, sin... Wuming muttered.

As soon as Wuming had this thought, the man wearing strange armor glanced in his direction.

When Wuming shook his head crazily, he withdrew his gaze again.

The party lasted until late into the night. Everyone was full of wine and food, and Diaros was drunk. Some of the rebels went to the guest room, and some left, disappearing into the night, looking for new targets.

At the busy dining table, only Bernal, Tanis, and the Knight of the Furnace were left.

Bernal turned away and asked Tanis:

The one who was peeping on the side before was the unknown businessman who frustrated the volcano several times?

Tanis nodded: He came to ask for peace.

Bernal said: He has the strength not to ask for peace, so be careful.

But there is a bond that makes it impossible not to seek peace. Tanith said, It's just a pity. If such a person can embark on the path of blasphemy, he will definitely have great achievements.

What happened to the boy from the Khosrow family? Bernal said, Do you really think that boy has the potential to become a rebel?

He is not important. Tanith said, But his brother loves him very much. Yuno Khoslaw... if that person is willing to join the volcano, he will be a big help.

You are really insidious. Bernal said.

Everything is for my king. Tanith stood up and smiled at the Crucible Knight, Thank you for cleaning up.

The Furnace Knight turned around and swung his tail, and his long tail sprouted from his back. It rolled up all the leftovers on the big dining table and cleaned them up in an instant.

Turning around again, he had already put on an apron, carrying a big shield and a big sword, and walked into the darkness with the kitchen waste.