Knight with Wand

"No"

Ivan took back his sword, shook his head at the knight who ended this shameful conspiracy, and walked over.

The soldiers who had just been ordered by the baron made way for the lord's son.

When he came to the body of his biological father, although he had almost no family affection, he still sighed instinctively: "My father, Baron Château, unfortunately died fighting to protect his territory during the battle of the ghoul siege a few days ago."

With that said, Ivan turned and looked back at the confused soldiers and guards in the hall, and continued: "Now I take over my father's responsibilities and order you to unite as one. In the current crisis, Shatai City will never allow fighting among each other."

The soldiers looked at each other and hurriedly knelt down one by one, bowing their heads in submission.

The unexpected turmoil subsided for the time being.

In the tower conference hall, Ivan expressed gratitude to the knight in front of him: "You are the hero who saved Shatai City. I can't let you be in trouble for my father's despicable behavior."

Leon nodded, although he didn't have any concerns about killing that guy. After all, whether the original owner was Serian or Orland, who he belonged to, they were already in a state of hostility with Cantadar, but if there was one less thing to do, of course good.

"I came back this time to warn you that the undead a few days ago are just a prelude to a greater disaster. The land to the east has turned into a ghostland shrouded in eternal night." He carefully informed Yi Wen of the dangers this place would face.

When he heard that there might be tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of zombies in the future, Yi Wen's brows tightened. He had already experienced this disaster personally, and he didn't dare not believe the terrible threats from the other party.

".I suggest you burn the corpses of those ghosts and victims as soon as possible. When the clouds strike again, those corpses are the best host for the wandering ghosts and ghosts."

When Leon said this, he was a little lucky. At least the kingdoms that believed in the Holy Sun advocated cremation. Most of the deceased had been burned to ashes for thousands of years, and the cemetery did not contain the corpses of wandering souls at all.

If this disaster is spreading eastward at this moment, then the Kingdom of Serion does not have to worry about the dead in the past rising up and joining the zombie tide.

However, traditional Ferru kingdoms like Kantadar and Orland have many dead buried on the ground.

".Send some warriors to the east to monitor the spread of clouds. The ghost realm will be spread by an undead carriage equipped with a witchcraft bell. Every time the ghouls capture a stronghold, they may use the souls of the dead to build more The strong and dangerous bell altar turns the occupied area into an eternal underworld."

Leon did not retain the information. He hoped that Ivan would spread the news to the surrounding lords and even the entire southern kingdom as soon as possible.

Even if Kantadar's eastern forces only slow down the expansion of the clouds, Olander will have more time to prepare.

"Is there no way to destroy the evil creation that blasphemed the dead?" Ivan clenched his fists, feeling horrified.

Leon said helplessly: "The large Soul Bell Altar erected in the town is extremely dangerous. Even if mortals get close, their souls will be sucked out. At present, only powerful spellcasters, I mean wizards, who know how to protect their own souls can fight against it. Other than that, No way has been found for ordinary people to resist its effects.

However, the moving bell on their corpse cart needs the wizard to take the initiative to ring it with magic. If the zombie army can be defeated at a high enough price, the underworld can be prevented from spreading to the outside world."

At the end, Leon shook his head: "Shatai City cannot fight the wave of ghouls alone. I advise you to contact as many allies as possible and find an early retreat for the people.

As a last resort, abandoning the city and territory, even if the people are forced to seek refuge and depend on other lords, is better than all the soldiers and people dying in a disaster and becoming part of the army of corpses. "

After warning of the danger, Leon stood up to leave. He had to go back as soon as possible to inform Earl Earl and the senior officials of Oland.

Ivan didn't try to stay any further. The Orland Griffin Knight passing by had already done his best to Shatai City.

However, after sending the other party out of the tower gate, he couldn't help but ask.

"Your Excellency, are you lucky enough to know your name and origin? At present, there is no money left in the mansion, and they have all been transported to the territory in the west. If I can know your residence, I hope to send you a heavy reward in the future."

Leon thought for a while, and considering that establishing contact with the frontline Shatai City would help him understand the situation, he did not hide his identity. Anyway, there were not many gryphon knights in Orland, and he was the only one so young.

“My name is ‘Leon Pendragon’, Baron of Avalon Castle in Penros Forest.

It doesn't matter whether it's a reward or not, but you must remember that if the situation here changes in the future, you must send a messenger to Avalon Castle to inform me of the situation. "

"I took note of it, Lord Leon." Hearing that the other party was Baron Olande who owned a territory, Ivan quickly raised his chest and saluted.

He is still just a knight, facing a powerful baron, after all, his status is inferior, even if the other party is a noble of another country.

Although he is actually in charge of Shatai City during the current crisis, the title of Baron Shatai will not necessarily be inherited by him.

The eldest brother who leads the family army has not yet returned from the missing kingdom army, and Ivan has not yet decided how to deal with that eldest brother.

In the north of Shatai City, inside a house in a refugee gathering area.

Brandon, who had bandaged his skin injury, was lying on the bed to rest.

On the chair nearby, the beautiful and powerful Miss Valkyrie sat in the room, making the frightened young man feel more at ease when he closed his eyes.

The sound of footsteps came from outside the house, and the door opened.

Olivia, who was dozing, opened her eyes and looked at Leon and Uncle Ron who came in.

"Are you going back?" The girl stood up with her sword.

"It's time to go." Leon came to the bedside and said to the boy who sat up and rubbed his eyes: "Brandon, do you want to go with us? Go to the Kingdom of Orland to learn magic?"

". Orland? Magic?. Me??"

The boy opened his eyes wide at a loss, a little confused.

But Ron, who was standing by, had already learned about Brandon's situation from Leon.

"Go, little gold coin, you're lucky, this lord is a baron of Orland, go with him to the Northern Kingdom, you won't have to starve anymore."

When he learned that this Orland nobleman who could summon thunder and control griffins wanted to take Brandon away, Ron didn't hesitate for a second and agreed ecstatically.

If it were someone else, he would still be afraid of being deceived, fearing that the boy would be caught by the evil wizard in the rumored story and forced to drink drugs and experiment, making him live a life worse than death.

But Ron was particularly relieved by the upright knight who saved them twice.

Even though he was reluctant to let go of the boy whom he had adopted as his son, it was better to let Brandon live in the north with the griffin knight rather than let him stay in the increasingly dangerous East.

Especially after the danger not long ago.

".Can Uncle Ron go with us?" Brandon asked hesitantly.

"Silly boy, if I go with you, what about the others?" Ron smiled helplessly. He now had a heavy burden on his shoulders, not only Brandon, but also the responsibility of hundreds of companions who had passed away.

And now he had a knight who wanted to be loyal and serve from the bottom of his heart, and he didn't want to leave him alone to face the danger at this time.

"Then can I not leave?" Brandon looked at Ron, whom he had relied on like a father during this period, and said with a bitter face: "I'm afraid that if I leave, I will never see you again in this life."

I don't know how far the Northern Kingdom is, but it sounds thousands of miles away. After losing his parents, the boy really doesn't want to leave Uncle Ron who is like a relative.

Leon admired this young man with a sense of justice, so he changed the question: "Don't you want to learn magic and really help Uncle Ron in the future?"

Ron heard this and quickly responded by glaring at the boy: "Master Leon is right. Such a good opportunity, you are still being pretentious. You follow me like a burden. What else can you do except drag me down?

Go and learn magic from this adult. In the future, you will become a wizard who can call the wind and rain. Wouldn't it be better to repay me? Don't talk nonsense and delay the two adults' trip!"

After hearing this, little Brandon had to shut up in dissatisfaction and stopped being willful, but he still looked depressed.

Uncle Ron found a thick coat, wrapped him tightly without saying anything, half-forced him out of the door, and pushed him to Leon's side.

"Don't be so bitter. It's not a life-and-death separation. I'll write to you later." Ron laughed and scolded him.

But Brandon pouted and complained in his heart that he could not read.

Leon pushed the boy to the front seat, and he and Olivia also boarded the griffin saddle.

Because there was no windproof mask, he was afraid that the child could not withstand the cold wind above, so he let him sit back and face him, and tied the saddle straps and the belt of the thick coat.

Leon reminded him to sit tight, and the griffin flew high.

"God bless you, may you have a safe journey, Lord Leon, Miss Olivia."

Ron and a group of refugees bowed and watched the huge griffin take off.

"Uncle! When I learn magic, I will come back to find you!" Brandon couldn't help but turn his head and shout to them.

As the turbulence in the air gradually stabilized, Brandon held the belt of the lord in front of him tightly, and looked at the smaller and smaller Shatai City below with a frightened and weak legs.

This was the first time in his life that he looked down at the world from such a terrifying height. The wonderful and shocking feeling diluted some of his worries about parting.

When the distance was getting farther and farther, and finally he could not see the town where Ron was, Brandon accepted the situation blankly.

Leon did not let the death claw fly too high, otherwise the hungry and thin boy would not be able to withstand the low temperature at high altitude like himself and Olivia even if he was wrapped in thick clothes.

Flying west on the griffin.

Before dark, they found a safe wilderness and returned to the ground to make a fire and camp.

Let the death claw go around to try hunting, and Leon and the other two took out the food and ate on the spot.

He looked at Brandon, who was still a little restrained, in front of the campfire, and chatted with the boy he had brought back this time.

"Don't be so nervous about getting along with me. Half a year ago, my situation was the same as yours, and don't look at my head now. I guess I'm not a few years older than you."

Not counting the words in the previous life.

Brandon chewed the food, looked up in surprise, and looked at the tall and strong baron, and found it hard to believe this.

That handsome face is indeed very young, but the size difference between him and the other person is too huge.

"I am only seventeen this month." Olivia said to the boy, but unfortunately her Uriah language is not so fluent.

Leon laughed and said to the girl in Feru: "You are not what I mean. With your appearance and height, people will believe you are fourteen."

Olivia turned her head and argued dissatisfiedly: "How can you be so young? There are several aunts in Selva who are not as tall as me."

Leon shrugged happily. If the girl's young face did not show the murderous momentum on the battlefield, few people would believe that she was seventeen.

"How about you, how old are you this year?" Leon continued to ask the boy in Uriah.

Brandon lowered his head in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, sir. I don't know. I never remembered it."

You don't even know it yourself?

Leon was surprised, but suddenly realized, yes, if he was born in a low-level peasant family, his parents might have to count the fingers on their hands and feet.

He didn't continue to ask, anyway, judging from his appearance, the child was probably about thirteen or fourteen years old.

"How did you know Ron?" Leon turned and was also curious about the other party's experience of getting to know the officer who escaped from Rolandar with a conscience.

War and famine, and successive disasters, it is not easy for a child from a low-level peasant family to survive.

Looking at the Baron of Avalon, who was completely different from the vicious Baron Shatai and had an extremely generous and kind temperament, the boy couldn't help but be moved by the other party's approachability and slowly told the story.

". A long time ago, I can't remember how long it was, the village was looted, I almost starved to death, but I met a beautiful lady, she gave me a dagger and a gold coin, and told me the direction of Shatai City. As a result, outside Shatai City, I encountered many robbers on horseback. It was at that time that I met Uncle Ron who was locked in a cage."

Listening to Brandon's extremely thrilling experience, where he and Ron saved each other by accident with a gold coin and a dagger, Leon was amazed. The child's experience was no less dangerous than his original escape journey.

Listening to Brandon's confession by the campfire until the boy fell asleep in exhaustion.

Nothing happened that night, but after chatting, the boy seemed to be in a cheerful mood the next day, at least not as sad as yesterday.

After packing up his travel gear and luggage, Leon continued to travel on the Deathclaw, but when he entered the increasingly familiar territory, he did not rush back to Avalon first, but followed the map and flew towards the city of Archers.

Near the afternoon, they finally arrived at the outskirts of the feudal lord's new residence.

Leon ordered the griffin to land outside the main city gate, jumped off the saddle, and turned around to ask Olivia to take Brandon back to Avalon first.

After Deathclaw left, he entered the city of Arches and borrowed a military horse directly from the Thorn Flower Knight guarding the city gate.

On both sides of the avenue, new and old citizens were bustling, and the business and travel streets were very prosperous, but Leon had no intention of observing this scene.

The restoration of the city of singing and dancing made Leon more anxious about the monstrous crisis he saw in the east on this trip.

He rushed to the lord's castle, and he didn't need to report his identity. Most of the guards and servants in the castle remembered the griffin knight of the Thorn Flower family.

Even those who didn't remember could recognize the gorgeous sword on the other's waist that once belonged to the head of the Thorn Flower family and was exactly the same as the family heirloom sword.

In the Earldom, the only knight with such honor was the trusted Baron of Avalon.

He passed through the courtyard smoothly and arrived at the castle hall.

The guarding family knights raised their halberds, saluted the baron, and opened the door of the hall for Leon.

He quickly entered the magnificent hall that looked like a royal palace.

Leon saw that there were only two people talking in the huge hall.

In addition to Earl Elliver himself on the throne, there was his eldest son, the young master of Thorn Flower, Feodor, who had been canonized as a subordinate secondary title, standing beside him.

Elliver saw the silver armor and black robe that he had not seen for many days from afar, and he couldn't help but smile.

Especially when he thought of the income brought by the iron mine in Avalon Territory, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

"Ha~ Look who's here, my griffin has been flying for almost two months, and finally he is willing to come to see me." Earl Thorn Flower stood up from his seat and raised his arm to his favorite general and joked.

Seeing the enthusiasm of the feudal lord, Leon, who was walking hurriedly, felt warm in his heart, and relaxed slightly in the urgency of the situation, but he immediately said seriously: "Lord Elifer, I came here this time."

"Sir Pendragon, please don't be disrespectful in front of the master." Fyodor interrupted.

Elifer frowned slightly and looked at his eldest son.

Leon was embarrassed for a moment and found that he was indeed too anxious and hurried.

"Excuse me, sir." He touched his chest and bowed his head, kneeling to the throne.

Count Thorn Flower didn't say much, just walked down the stairs and reached out to help him up.

"It's okay, I know you must have something important to report to me."

As he said that, Elifer waved to his eldest son: "Fyodor, go and do your own thing."

"Yes, father." The young master of Thorn Flower touched his chest and bowed his head, turned and left.

Elifer smiled and pulled Leon up, and walked towards the corridor without saying anything: "Let's go to the meeting room to talk."