Hollow Knight: Hallownest

"Well, you've seen the knight, and you've got the flowers, so take care."

Isma waved her hand rudely at Mo Rong. She really didn't like this stubborn little thing. Of course, this was also because she didn't know Mo Rong's purpose in taking the flowers.

Maybe if you knew it, you would sneer at it.

It's not just about Isma. Almost no one in any part of Holy Nest would believe this news. After all, it's too absurd.

Until the unknown is unveiled, mystery cannot represent a crisis.

Even if it was true as Morron said, the King still sat on the throne, so why would he need a commoner to save Hallownest?

Mo Rong put the flower in his pocket and nodded to Zemor.

He really had no reason to stay here any longer. The purpose of this trip had been accomplished, and it was time to go to that place next...

As he was thinking this, he took a few steps and suddenly a bone nail lay across his chest.

The four knights' expressions froze at this moment, and they looked to the side along the bone nail.

It's white.

But why is it white?

Apart from the White King, the ones who usually spend the longest time with it are the knights. Not to mention how familiar they are with Bai, but they are generally aware of Bai's personality. He is rather aloof and basically will not leave the training grounds, let alone pay attention to a strange visitor like the one in front of him.

Not right.

Hegemo took the first step. He walked up to Bai, looked at both of them, and whispered, "Bai, what's wrong?"

Mo Rong was also a little confused at this time, waiting for the senior to give him an answer.

Bai moved the bone nail aside, pointed at the bone nail behind Mo Rong, and then pointed at the damaged area where the battle had just taken place. After doing this, he stopped moving.

There was silence.

At this time, not to mention the Four Knights, even Mo Rong understood what the senior meant -

"Take out your nails and fight me."

Hegemo was a little dumbfounded. After thinking for a moment, he turned around and asked, "Have you two met before?"

"We met once before at the Fool's Colosseum." Mo Rong did not hide it.

"So... have there been conflicts or contradictions between you?"

Mo Rong shook his head, Hagrid was puzzled, Bai still held the bone nail, refusing to let him go.

This matter really felt new to them.

Even for them, Bai rarely invites them to practice sparring. They are always approached by Bai Wang after receiving a mission order.

Today really opened my eyes.

"Bai wants to spar with this guy?"

Several knights walked up to Hegemer, and Isma asked him. When he saw the latter nod, his expression suddenly became very curious, but he quickly recovered.

"Although this guy is quite annoying to insects, should we try to stop Bai?"

"You guys can't even match him with your hands. I'm really worried that this guy will be beaten to death here, and then the situation will be difficult to clean up."

"Yeah." Orgrim nodded in agreement.

This stone ball-sized creature in front of him, who hasn't even rolled itself up yet, would probably have a hard time staying safe from Bai's bone nails.

"I agree. Otherwise, let him return the flowers to me first."

Zemor looked a little anxious. She was obviously well aware of Bai's destructive power. Not to mention a single flower, even a small sea of ​​flowers could be shattered in an instant under its spell.

"I also want to persuade it to give up..." Hegmer smiled bitterly.

Bai's willpower and self-control made him feel ashamed, not to mention the things he had determined, such as the training tasks that the king had instructed him to do.

Good guy, as long as you don’t stop, you can practice until day and night.

In other words, Bai's nature is to do something once he decides to do it, even if it rarely happens.

"Bai, is it because we didn't have enough fun fighting just now? We can continue..."

Hegemo refused to give up and tried to persuade him, but Bai shook his head and refused halfway through his words, poking the bone nail behind Mo Rong again.

This game is decided.

"Ugh......"

Hegemo was distressed and kept thinking about how to change Bai's mind. He glanced at Mo Rong out of the corner of his eye, but saw that he looked extremely calm, as if it had nothing to do with him and he didn't care.

"Were we still fighting when he came in earlier?"

"Yes, he witnessed the second half, at least he definitely saw the spell."

Isma knew what Hegmer meant. With the power of that kind of soul magic, even if she couldn't feel it herself, watching it from a distance was enough to realize its horror.

The four knights all had the same thought in their minds at this moment.

Isn't he afraid?

Mo Rong was of course not afraid. He looked at his senior's pair of black pupils with great interest. The intersection of their thoughts made him realize that his senior did not have any hostility at all.

It really wants to learn from itself.

"It seems that I can't leave today without accepting the challenge. Then come on, but be gentle."

Mo Rong spoke with a smile, which surprised the four knights again. He pulled out the bone nail and looked specifically at Zemor among the knights and gave her an affirmative look.

Don't worry, I will protect the flower.

Zemor really suspected that he must be crazy, otherwise why would he feel trust just because of a glance.

At this moment, Hegemo just wondered if Mo Rong was joking, or was trying to be tough for the sake of face, and his brows were tightly furrowed.

"Are you sure? I have to warn you in advance. If anything unexpected happens to you during the sparring, the palace will not be responsible for it."

He said this just to scare Mo Rong and make him give up that ridiculous idea.

But Mo Rong waved his hand, his expression relaxed: "No need...wait!"

The sudden turn made Hegmer think that he had thought it through and decided to give up, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, fortunately, it is enough to know when to retreat, there is no need to do it...

"If I hurt it, you won't make things difficult for me, right?"

"..."

The audience fell silent again.

Madness!

arrogant!

Mo Rong's words simply shocked several knights. Even Zemor's trust began to waver after hearing this. At this moment, Isma's sympathy for Mo Rong completely disappeared, and he looked like he had completely let it go.

"Well, let him go. Since he is so confident, why should we waste our breath on him?"

Besides, they couldn't dissuade Bai, and there was no need to make things difficult for them if both parties were willing.

All parties involved have agreed, so what else is there to say?

"Okay, in that case, both of you follow me."

Hegemo said in a deep voice, his expression was not very good, he just led the way silently, leading the two to the center of the martial arts field.

He still hoped that Mo Rong would give up the idea of ​​fighting after seeing the tragic situation under his feet.

It's a pity that it didn't work out.

Mo Rong and Bai are fighting against each other. The sense of déjà vu is not like that in the game. At the beginning, you can only see the back of your predecessor, but now you can face him directly.

Hegemo looked at Mo Rong who was ready and sighed: "Are you ready?"

Mo Rong nodded immediately, a smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

"I've been preparing for a long time."

When it comes to beating seniors, he is a professional.