Knight with Wand

Where is this?

Leon looked at the towering dome above his head.

He was in a palace with gorgeous and elaborate decorations, with exquisite carvings and tapestries attached to the walls of the corridors, but when he looked further away, the vague white mist that could not be dispelled rejected his sight.

An unknown impulse made him look forward again. There was a staircase leading to a high place between the halls. At the end of the staircase, stood a solemn throne.

Leon slowly raised his feet and walked up the stairs one by one.

After walking for a long time, the throne was still out of reach.

"This is not the place to come. Go back."

The voice was very familiar.

Darkness fell soon after.

When Leon woke up in a daze, he saw the bumpy rock wall, and the shadows cast by the firelight shaking with the wind danced on the stone wall.

This seemed to be a natural cave in the mountain crevice. He could hear the sound of wind and rain outside the cave, and he was a little confused for a while.

Traveled again? Leon was stunned for a moment, but as the confusion of sleep gradually disappeared, he remembered everything that happened before.

He remembered that after the flash shot out from his hand seriously injured the mercenary, he unexpectedly lost consciousness. So now Leon moved his slightly stiff neck and turned his head to look at his side.

The figure of his companion who made him feel a little relieved appeared in his vision.

Next to him was a simple bonfire surrounded by stones. Azerian was lying on the ground not far away from him, sleeping soundly with his shield and a long dagger in his sheath.

At the entrance of the cave, Luohak was shirtless and wearing chain mail. He was wearing an iron helmet and holding the one-handed sword that once belonged to the dead mercenary. He was looking at the thundering and rainy night outside the cave. He should be responsible for keeping watch.

It was raining heavily outside. Leon didn't know the time. He just looked at the dark sky outside and guessed that it might be night now.

He supported himself on the ground and sat up straight. Although he still felt a little tired, at least his body was fine.

Hearing the noise of getting up, Lohak looked over and saw that his most worried companion finally woke up, and he was relieved: "You're awake."

"How long have I been unconscious? Where is this?" Leon sat up cross-legged, took off the thick armor shirt that someone had covered him with, raised his hand and rubbed his temple to relieve the dizziness. His hands were no longer restrained by shackles, and he felt extremely comfortable when he moved. The feeling of freedom was really good.

"You slept for almost a whole day. As for here, you shouldn't be asking about this small cave, right? Azerien said that we should be in Mamor County of Kantardar now." Lohak looked at another companion who was sleeping soundly by the fire and answered.

Mamor County? Well, it's the same whether you asked or not. The original owner of Leon's body has never left his hometown since he was born. Not to mention the geographical knowledge of the enemy country Kantardar, even if he is still in the territory of the Kingdom of Serian, he knows nothing about the location of other areas except the road from the settlement where he lives to the Holy Land City.

Oh. It's not that I have no idea. At least, I know that the Kingdom of Kantardar that launched the invasion is west of the Kingdom of Serian. I seem to remember hearing from merchants who traveled all over the country that there is a more powerful Kingdom of Orland in the north, but that country has a good relationship with the Kingdom of Serian, unlike Kantardar.

"Is there water and food?" Leon asked.

"Yes, there is still some food left." Lohak said, and stood up to take out a kettle and dry bread from the rag package beside him and handed it over.

Obviously these things originally belonged to the Kantardar mercenary they killed.

"What happened after I fainted?" Leon asked Lohak while eating.

". We killed that guy, then stripped him naked and dragged him into the woods to bury him." Lohak briefly talked about what happened after Leon fainted.

"You handled it cleanly and didn't throw the body on the road. The muddy ground was a trampled path, full of footprints and horse hoof prints. It should be the route that mercenaries often take. If the body is found too early, someone might look for our traces." Leon nodded.

"Uh, ahem, it was mainly Azerien who suggested it. I'm not so smart." Lohak scratched his head and said awkwardly.

To be honest, he just wanted to carry Leon away as soon as possible. Unexpectedly, Azerien not only didn't rush to leave, but even simply turned over the blood-stained mud.

Eager to leave as soon as possible, he and Azerien had a little dispute. After all, without the right tools, it was very difficult to dig a hole to bury the body.

"Thank you for not abandoning me as a burden." Leon thanked with gratitude.

"No way, it's your credit that we survived, how could I leave you and run away alone." Lohak shook his head, and thinking of the other party's miraculous performance that day, he still felt incredible.

The boy's eyes burst into curiosity, and he asked Leon tentatively: "Speaking of which, what did you do that day? Swish~ I only saw a beam of light breaking the hand of that bastard Kantadar."

He stuttered, and the boy with a limited vocabulary didn't know how to describe the light arrow he saw. He could only raise the missing chain mail sleeve on his right arm and exclaimed: "Too powerful, even the armor was penetrated by you, is this witchcraft?"

Leon smiled bitterly and shrugged: "I don't know how to explain it to you. I heard a voice, just think of it as a miracle blessed by God. After all, I'm not sure if it can happen again."

He remembered that the mysterious voice said that there was only one chance. Although Leon didn't know how this spell worked, he didn't think that he could really reproduce the arrow of light out of thin air with just a simple gesture.

Thinking of the sudden pain of blood boiling in his body when he released the light arrow, Leon believed that he was only acting as a "launcher" at best, and he was not the one who actually released the spell.

But in retrospect, he was really impressed by the power of the luminous arrow. One arrow completely broke off the mercenary's arm, chain armor and thick armor lining. I am afraid that some ordinary-caliber bullets in the previous life could not do it so easily and simply. One blow to break off a limb.

But the price was also beyond expectations. Leon didn't expect that he would faint after releasing the light arrow.

He looked at the downpour of lightning flashing outside the cave. If these two young men had dark hearts and just ran away, leaving their unconscious self in the forest to fate, then even if he was not captured by the mercenaries, he might still be in the coma. Become nature's gift in the mouths of wild beasts, or simply die of hypothermia in the pouring rain.

"Miracle? Sound?" Lohak was stunned and did not continue to ask. Such a power beyond cognition is difficult to understand. Since his companion attributed it to a miracle, he could only think that it was the appearance of Saint Sol and the Holy Prophet: "His Excellency Hilariel, it seems that the great Holy Sun has not abandoned us. If you can return to Serian in the future, Leon, you may be able to become a priest of the church."

After regarding the power that saved them as the blessing of faith, the young man's mood felt uplifted for a long time.

After hearing the words of the young man in front of him, Leon felt relaxed and did not explain any more. As a modern soul, it is natural that he has no attitude towards the belief in the Holy Sun and the Holy Prophet of the Kingdom of Serian, but he was saved by an incomprehensible force. It is indeed true.

He was grateful for the mysterious voice that received no response for the time being. Besides, what if it was really a manifestation of a god? After all, even if such an extremely absurd thing as traveling through time had happened to him, it was hard to say whether there was anything in this strange world. A true god.

"What should I do next? Do you have any ideas?" Leon swallowed the dry bread cubes with water, which was only slightly easier to eat than what he ate in the cage, and asked Lohark in front of him.

"I want to save my sister." Lohark said firmly without hesitation.

"Are you going to find her now?" Leon felt helpless at the young man's recklessness.

"Of course! I can't let her fall into the hands of the bastards in Kantadar like this. Those bastards who deserve to go to hell are not human beings at all! What if my sister is killed?" Lohark's eyes suddenly turned red, and he couldn't stop it. Recalling the family members who were tortured and killed by the cruel mercenaries on the day the city was broken, his voice became more gritty.

"Then you know where she is?" Leon asked, "How are you going to find her if you don't know the location and have no place to stay?"

"This, I" Lohark frowned gradually, not knowing how to answer.

"Okay brother, let me change the question. Can you speak the language used by the Kantadar people?" Leon asked very realistically.

Lohark opened his mouth and lost his voice completely. He looked unwilling and at a loss.

"I understand how you feel." Leon sighed sympathetically. It was not that it didn't hurt to stand and speak. After all, he also had the profound memory of the tragic death of the original owner's parents. However, if the power of hatred and anger is not released in the right direction, then it will It makes no sense.

"We are still on the enemy's land. You and I don't know the language of the Kantadar people, so we can't pretend to be locals. Once we come into contact with outsiders, we may be arrested by the soldiers and thrown into prison again at any time, or even be punished. "As he said that, Leon glanced at Lohark's tense expression and sighed: "Besides, even if you know where your sister was sold to by them, you alone can't save her. The person who bought your sister at the time looked like It’s not like a civilian, I can’t help you even if I want to.”

"He's right." Another voice suddenly broke in.

Leon and Rohark looked at Azarian beside the bonfire. The fair-skinned boy had already been awakened by the conversation between the two.

Azerion moved his shoulders that were a little stiff from sleeping, and continued to say to Rohark: "The person who bought your sister is a noble from the Kingdom of Kantadar. Looking at the coat of arms of that person, he is also a knight at the least. You If you go to rob him now, you will only die in vain.”

Holding back his anger, Lohark clenched his fists and lowered his head, hating his own weakness and powerlessness in his heart. Indeed, coming alone to find trouble for an enemy noble was a fool's errand that was just asking for death. .