Self-discipline is king in horse riding and slashing

"I'm sorry, old man, I can only force you to stay here."

Tarik tremblingly took off a ring on his right hand. He wanted to leave this emblem representing the Paladin with his dearest partner. When he took out the palm inserted in the bag, this The powerful knight who had fought for many years could no longer stop crying.

"Katang! I swear, as long as I don't die, you will not be able to escape my judgment, whether it is the southern wasteland or the chaotic wasteland!"

A month ago, Tariq, who had just been made a Holy Knight, resolutely handed over the territory and all his property to his infant son. Under the eyes of his wife with reluctance and the Duke's regretful but approving eyes, he used adventure As a knight, he embarks on a journey to pursue the blessing of the Holy Grail.

The body, mind and soul are the training that every adventure knight must undergo before becoming a Knight of the Holy Grail. Only when they practice hard enough to achieve their goals perfectly will these knights be received by the Lady of the Lake and blessed by the Lady of the Lake in the Holy Grail.

Tarik was naturally the same, so when he traveled to the Arabi Coast, he did not hesitate to agree to the request of the legendary saint, Herpans de Leonis, to help him eliminate the vampire count.

The Strig Empire, an evil country that occupies most of the territory on the Alibi Coast.

His ancestor Usoran was a Lahmian noble in Nehekhara in his early years. Because of his participation in the elixir of life project, he became the first one to be transformed under the ancestor vampire, and it was also the beginning of this huge vampire family.

Today, the head of the Strigg family entrenched on the coast of Arabi is a necromancer named Katang.

Ferras Island.

This is a place name that Tariq accidentally got when he led the knights of the Leonis Knights to hunt down the undead army. According to the past, he would not rashly change the established battle plan after serving in the army for many years, but he had to go to this small island. Reason to go.

Holy Grail Monastery!

A monastery that is not in the history of the kingdom. As an exploring knight embarking on a pilgrimage, how can he miss this opportunity?

Therefore, Tariq left a letter of apology to Herpans. He believed that this saint who had already drank the holy water and was favored by the goddess would understand and support his decision. Later, he refused many knights who wanted to go with him. With good intentions, one person and one rider set out on the path of spiritual practice again.

What the adventure knight didn't expect was that as soon as his pilgrimage started, he was interrupted by a sudden war.

Greenskins, Tomb Kings, and Striger, these three evil forces that had little contact with each other on weekdays, fought together. When Taric recovered from his prayers, he found that he had unexpectedly arrived at the center of the battlefield.

The armies of the three forces surrounded the Adventure Knight tightly like a triangle, and they all suspended their attacks on each other in a tacit understanding.

How the battle started was unclear, whether it was the generals on the Tomb King's side, the necromancers on the Strig's side who had brains, or the greenskins who had no brains, but the one in the center of the battlefield that exuded a nasty aura. The knights could see it clearly.

Waaagh!

After the brief and strange peace, the first thing to rush out was the strangely screaming green-skinned army. Without any orders, these green-skinned orcs spontaneously rushed towards the Bretonnian Adventure Knights in the center, and the other two forces were naturally not far behind.

Thousands of troops, mixed with zombies, skeletons, vampires, mummies, and greenskins, rushed towards one person with the same goal.

If ordinary people encounter such a scene, they will be frightened crazy even if they are not frightened to death, but this obviously does not include Tarik. As a knight of Bretonnia, a paladin who sticks to his faith, and a man who is walking on a pilgrimage. The most important thing for adventure knights on the road is the strong courage to face dangers.

He is also not lacking in wisdom. Tarik is naturally not a young boy who has just become a knight and dreams of destroying an evil army by himself. He has his own mission, so he patted his loyal war horse partner on the crotch and set up a bridge for him to The lance, which has been moving forward bravely, rushes straight towards the weakest point.

Bretonnian cavalry is invincible!

This sentence is not just talk.

The high-quality elven mixed-blood horses, the blessing of the Lady of the Lake, and the spirit of chivalry that has been passed down since the founding of the country have allowed the country's chivalry culture to develop to the extreme. The entire country, from kingdoms and lords to commoners and farmers, All men have the heart to become a knight.

It's just that people of the same race have different fates, and ordinary farmers may not be able to achieve it in their lifetime.

Tarik, who was born into a noble family, is undoubtedly lucky, but his hard work and deeds since childhood are worthy of all honors. Therefore, when the knight charges, no enemy can stand in front of him. Thousands of enemies can stand in front of him. A huge hole was ripped open in the web woven by the evil army in an instant.

Relying on their strong strength, wave after wave of evil soldiers fell under the knight's hooves, but the constant number finally hindered the knight's footsteps, and the lance that had pierced the enemy's formation countless times was broken. On the body of a giant ghoul.

The war horse that had been accompanying him for more than ten years also fell covered with wounds and various toxins, and even the knight himself almost fell into a tight siege.

"Where am I?"

Tariq got lost, buried his war horse, and after calming down, he had to admit the helpless fact. Except for the weapons he carried, his luggage had been lost during the breakout for several days. If his companions hadn't killed him before he died, Bring it here.

Maybe he would become the first adventure knight to die of thirst.

After looking up at the sun and roughly confirming the direction, Tariq felt confident. He reached out and took off the helmet, carefully took out the lining, and then gently put it into the pool.

Everyone in Bretonnia's knights follows chivalry and values ​​virtue, courage and honor. Normally, knights with noble backgrounds would do their best not to do things that damage their image, and they would try their best not to expose them to the public. .

But at this moment, this ascetic adventure knight would not care about this. After leaving this small oasis, there is an endless desert, so he naturally wants to prepare as much water as possible.

............

"Ow~"

A wolf howled suddenly from the endless Gobi desert, first one, then several times in succession.

Where did the wolf come from?

Tarik, who had just walked out of the small oasis with his helmet in hand, heard the voice and his eyes were full of doubts, because in his impression, he had not seen any wolf species during the few days of breakout, not even the famous vampire. I haven’t seen any monster types before.

...

"Hey, he's really a human being!"