Hollow Knight: Hallownest

The scenery is beautiful.

Mato's whirlwind slash sealed the air, and Oro's sprint slash sealed the other side, leaving only one place to dodge, guarded by Theo.

The three of them are indeed brothers. Although their technical proficiency is uneven, their tacit understanding is beyond words.

Mo Rong is responsible for the beginning, and the three are responsible for the ending. Needless to say, the bitterness of it.

In this way, it was as if Mo Rong had not taken the bone nail, and was hammered by three people all afternoon.

Half a month went by like a horse, and in the blink of an eye it was the last day.

Sly stood in the basement and said to everyone:

"Today is the last day of sparring. From now on, it will be up to the three of you to practice your bone nail skills on your own."

"On the last day, let me see the results of your practice this month!"

"Pick up your bone nails and fight without sparing any strength!"

"Don't worry, you two. If there is danger, I will take action. Please don't hold back."

Sly said to Ida and Mo Rong who were standing aside. The two nodded with serious expressions.

"start!"

"Fight for the glory of the bone nail!"

......

The two of them walked on the crossroads without saying a word.

From the uneasiness of meeting Sly at the beginning, to the relief of discovering that the three disciples have not grown up yet.

From the rush at the beginning a month ago, to the skill and ease a month later.

This month's time made the two of them a little reluctant to leave, especially Ida. He felt a sense of belonging in a place he hadn't seen for a long time, and he didn't know why.

"I can see the difference in you. My long-term skill training has made me extremely sensitive to danger."

"Actually, your talent is no worse than that of your brother, but the reason why I refuse to give you advice is because I can't see through you."

"Although you haven't learned much about your bone nail skills, you can still achieve the effects of those three people through long-term practice. This can be regarded as an additional reward for completing your commission."

This was what Sly said to Murong before leaving, but he didn't understand what Sly meant.

Taking out the map in his pocket, Mo Rong planned to go back the same way, just in time to buy the Stable Body.

As the route got closer and closer to the Blue Lake, the familiar voice came over again.

"Uuhuhuhu, sweetheart~, you are back, have you brought enough Geo?"

Saluba was still sitting on the chair outside the door, just as he had first seen him.

"Of course boss, I'm just here for the talisman."

"Uuhuhuhu, take it, it's your talisman~"

After Morong handed Gio to Saluba, he got the amulet.

"I have a better talisman here, sweetheart, prepare more Geo next time, I believe you will be excited, woohoo hoo~"

Saluba shook his handkerchief and said to the two people leaving.

Putting away the amulet, the two of them arrived at the Blue Lake and met the boatman who came before.

"Oh, man, what a coincidence!"

Mo Rong stepped forward to talk to them. When the boatman saw it was them, he also smiled and said:

"The guest officer is back after making money?"

Mo Rong nodded, seeing the boatman about to speak again, he continued:

"What should I say? Go through the process or cut it directly?"

......

Driving on the Blue Lake, the boatman was speechless.

"Ida, what did Master Sly tell you about that move?"

"Well, at that time, I could only use that move when I had to use all my potential. The master told me that it would be very difficult to use that move at will."

Ida sighed. He had tried to use that move after his legs recovered, but either the speed was not enough, the strength was not enough, or the balance was not enough, he could not reach the state at that time.

"But the master also said that if I strengthen my training, it will be easy to achieve the effect at that time, but it is hard to say to achieve the state at that time."

"What do you mean?" Mo Rong didn't quite understand.

"I want to think about what to say..."

"Because of my physical fitness, my last hit was already the limit. But as I practice, my physical fitness will continue to improve, so the last limit is no longer the limit for me."

Mo Rong thought for a while and said:

"In other words, you want to find a way to stimulate the limit at any time?"

"Yes, that's pretty much what it means."

"That's no wonder. It's impossible for me to say."

Although Mo Rong is not knowledgeable in medical science, he has heard that a person's ultimate state is not determined by personal will.

"No, the master said there is a way, but it's not realistic."

"Huh? What did the master say?"

Ida looked at the cloak on her body and spoke slowly.

"The master said that my state at that time seemed to be dominated by obsession. This is true. I was indeed blinded by hatred because of my elder brother."

"When a person's obsession is not resolved, then this obsession will be deeply rooted in the soul, just like a dream."

"In other words, obsession is part of the dream. If I want to maintain that limit, unless I can enter the dream state."

"Dream state?"

"Yes, the master said that the only people on this earth who can make me enter the dream state at any time can only appear in the moth tribe."

"But only a few people in the Moth tribe can fully master this method. Besides, my obsession has been almost resolved by the master. It is estimated that I will not be able to reach the state I was in at that time even with this method."

"I'd better train well."

After hearing what Ida said, Murong felt a sense of regret. Looking towards the lake, he found that there were many more boats.

"Huh? Why did there suddenly become so many boats on the lake?"

"The guest officer doesn't know?"

"what do you know?"

"The guard selection competition, I heard it was hosted by Knight Delia."

"Ah? When did you hear the news?"

Ida heard what the boatman said and asked hurriedly.

"It's been the last month."

"Last month?! Why no news from Ditmouth?"

Ida was very angry, and Mo Rong motioned for him to calm down.

"We have been either in the house or in the basement this month. Where did the news come from?"

Ida sat on the boat in despair, sighing.

"Then what are they going to do?"

Mo Rong asked, pointing to the passing ships.

"Of course I signed up to compete. You don't know how many people are flocking to the City of Tears these days. The shipping fees charged these days are almost as much as mine for two or three months."

"Sign up? Isn't the competition over?"

Ida had a question mark on her face.

"Who told you it was over? The news was released a month ago, and it is still within the registration period today."

Ida came to life again and hurriedly touched Mo Rong's backpack.

"Lend me your bone nail."

"what?"

"Just lend me a little, I don't have to ruin it for you, hurry up, hurry up."

Seeing Ida's impatience, Mo Rong handed him the bone nail.

Ida held Mo Rong's bone nail with both hands, put it into the water, and began to paddle forward violently.

"Damn it! I dare you to use my bone nails as a paddle."

Many people on the lake saw a small boat sailing quickly towards the other shore. What was even more strange was that the boatman didn't even paddle much.

......

"Brother, where can I sign up for the trials?"

"Over there in the square."

"Okay, thank you."

Ida pulled Mo Rong and hurried to the square. To be honest, Murong had never seen him so active when he gave Ida money before.

The closer we get to the square, the more impassable the road becomes.

The two of them had no choice but to squeeze in.

"Holy shit, don't push me!"

"Don't be crowded. Can't you stand in line? Are you qualified?"

"My wallet, the murderer took my wallet away!"

"What pervert touched my ass!"

The two of them were pushed by the crowd to the registration office. After filling in the information, they were pushed and left. After finally squeezing out of the crowd, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"I said, why are you in such a hurry? The registration isn't over yet."

"What do you know? No matter how many people you have on site have not signed up, the registration time for the Guard Trials ends as soon as it ends. If you don't squeeze in, believe it or not, we won't be able to sign up."

"Come on, registration is over now, let's go, have something to drink?"

"go!"

......

On the towering mountain peak, a huge statue stands on the top of the mountain, overlooking the entire Kingdom of Hallownest.

The statue spreads out a pair of huge wings and has a crown on its head. The shape of the wings is very similar to the shape of the cloaks worn by the two people.

It is covered with traces of wind and rain damage. No one knows how long it has been there, and few people know the meaning of its existence.

In this dark night, the empty eyes of the statue gradually came to life, and an orange light burst out from them. After a while, the light began to tremble, as if it was restless and angry.

"Yes! Who! Steal! Go! My! Son! People!"

"Yes! Who! In! Delusion! Thinking! Swallow! Devour! Light! Light!"

"I! No! Will! Be! Forgotten!"