Praise of the Light to the Dark Knight

Unexpected answer -

"Yes."

Kevin subconsciously asked: "Why?"

Mavis sat on the ridge and pointed to the sky.

"Only a necromancer would ignore such a beautiful star and go to harm people."

Kevin: "...Where did you learn the word from a third-rate love story?"

Meivis, who was pointing to the sky, shook his hand, and the night became a good cover, without showing any embarrassment.He resumed sitting upright and said: "Most necromancers have no good or evil in their eyes, they don't even care about life and death, let alone the good and evil based on life?"

"What about Shadowmoon's Necromancer?"

Mevis thought for a long time, then shrugged: "I haven't seen it."

Kevin also shrugged, looking at the sky thoughtfully.

After a while, Mevis said: "It may be because I have captured too many cruel necromancer prisoners. I can't imagine that the quality of justice is placed on this group of people."

"Necromantic spells are not inherently bad."

"Ha!" Mevis jumped up suddenly, his red hair was like a jumping flame, he said, "Every necromancer who goes on the wrong path thinks so at the beginning! Kevin, you have to be vigilant, The laxity of will is like a blowout, once a small hole is opened, it will eventually be out of control!"

He even said with a straight face, quite seriously: "You scholars are always full of curiosity, but there are some things that you must never be curious about! Danger accompanies the road to knowledge, and a lost lamb strays into it, and there will be no bones left..."

Then, a passionate hymn about life and spring began to float around the field endlessly. The knight of the God of Shepherd is the perfect interpretation of his blessing to the earth—the young and vigorous holy white knight is full of enthusiasm, He exhorted and preached without repetition, without the slightest sign of fatigue, and was so full of vitality that it seemed that the life force of the entire wilderness was on him.

Mavis is such a holy white knight. He is enthusiastic, full of vigor, and as strong as a lion that has just grown his mane. Like a bonfire, it radiates intense heat.

In the following month, they searched the village and the fields around the village, and even expanded the scope of the search to nearby villages. The Holy White Knights had a small camp in the countryside, like a large farm manor. During this period, the missing girl Adeline My teacher, Kevin, was also invited to live here.

But the victim was never found.

The anxiety on Meivis's face grew day by day, and it was very clear. His red hair looked a little messed up due to running around for days.

He comforted Kevin many times not to be impatient, but as time went by, Mevis had to hint inwardly and outwardly that he had to be mentally prepared, and this kind girl might not have a wonderful ending.

"Sorry." The tall knight looked a little sluggish.

"No." Kevin looked gloomy. He shook his head, "My students are my responsibility. It has nothing to do with you."

A small ceremony was held in the village to mourn Adeline, but because the body was not found, the villagers auctioned off some of the remaining items of Adeline's house, bought good funeral utensils, and buried her underwear, which is considered a burial. the girl.Mevis watched this ceremony from the sidelines, and he suddenly felt that this was not a bad idea. The frail scholar in the field would cry out of fright when he saw the corpse of an irrelevant old man. If he saw the unrecognizable corpse of his student, he would be scared What is it like.

In this way, at least the students in his memory are always sweet and lovely girls.

Mevis knew how much impact the murder of someone close to him would bring. He didn't continue to listen to the villagers' memories of Adeline and their life. Kevin didn't come to participate. He thought that maybe the young scholar still had some remnants A trace of fantasy, thinking that his student could come back alive... Meiweis's heart flashed across the man's wet eyes, and inexplicably recalled the rhythm of the body trembling against his chest...

The Holy White Knight shuddered and decided to go back to find Kevin.

He would need reassurance at this point—Mavis slapped his face and strode toward the camp.

The Holy White Knight has always called this a camp, but in fact it is a rather large farm, quiet and undisturbed, and the villagers are also in awe, and do not dare to let the living area get too close to the knight who obeys the gods.The barracks of the knights are relatively simple, with all the people lying in rows in a big shop, but although the guest rooms are not commonly used, there are still some. It is a very quiet single-family house in the garden behind the manor.

After Kevin lived here, he didn't like to go out, and Mavis refused to take him to search, so Kevin often stayed alone in the room as a matter of course.

The door is locked.

The Holy White Knight is not there during the day, only the peasant woman who occasionally comes to tend the garden and crops.

Mavis knocked on the door, and there was a very slight sound from the door.

"Kevin?"

no answer.

Meivis frowned, and knocked harder on the door—there was still no answer, but there was always a rustling sound. Standing outside the door, Meivis suddenly felt——

"The power of the undead!"

The holy white knight flew up without any hesitation, and the battle energy was used quite skillfully, just to destroy the door without excessive force to hurt the people inside——

"Kevin?!"

The sword drawn by Mevis froze in place, and he looked at the room in disbelief——

The young scholar with soft long hair and a gentle and quiet smile is still wearing his red robe, but all the spots on it are deeper water stains. He is standing in front of the bed with a stern expression, and there are even splashes of water on the brows. Two drops of bright red liquid - lying on his bed, or tied to a girl, her face was hideous, her face was as pale as snow, her limbs twitched and twisted, her mouth was wide open, unable to make any sound, she was as pale and thin as a sheet of paper. Paper, the blood in her whole body is being drawn out by some kind of magic, there is no wound, it is drawn out of the body purely by magic power, and the air is full of scarlet blood mist.

"What are you doing!"

Mevis yelled loudly, and Kevin, who was concentrating on casting spells, had to free his hand. His five fingers traced a strange trajectory in the air. Mevis hit the invisible wall head-on with a grudge, and bounced back, forcing the knight Back out of the house.

The power of the undead in the air was no longer restrained, and undead creatures summoned from the void appeared. Kevin didn't turn his head, and those undead creatures screamed and rushed towards the holy white knight.

Mevis held the sword, his face was bloodshot with extreme anger, "You actually—you actually lied to me, you turned out to be an evil necromancer! Don't hurt that girl!"

He fought with those undead creatures, and then Meiweis was shocked to find that this was a high-level necromancer, and these low-level undead creatures summoned in a hurry, under the powerful power of the master, unexpectedly burst into terrifying His strength prevented him from breaking through the encirclement quickly.

Covered by these chaotic voices, the girl lying on the bed cried silently, the teardrops rolled down one by one, dyeing her hair red with the blood.

The girl opened and closed her lips, trying to speak.

She said: Teacher, I'm sorry, I have been lying to you all this time, and I have caused you so much trouble.

"Are you an idiot? Are you feeding your magic theories to the undead?" Kevin lowered his head, looking at the dying girl, "That's a blood curse, aren't you stupid? You don't have his blood Is it proud of a necromancer who has cursed himself?"

Adeline cried with a contorted and hopeless laugh, and said these words with trembling lips: He is dead!

"You bastard who didn't learn magic well... you're going to die!" Kevin said angrily, "Keep going!"

The blood was drawn from the girl, and a bottle of potion was forcibly poured in. Although the mage who cast the spell was furious, his movements were smooth and gentle.

But more potion flowed out of the girl's wide-open mouth, she couldn't swallow it, her willpower wasn't working all the time, she swallowed it with her last breath before swallowing the potion.

She also died.

The mage's bloodletting technique stopped suddenly, and the blood that was floating in the air fell down and landed on the girl and Kevin who was half kneeling on the ground and reaching out to hug her.

"Die, evil mage!"

Mevis' thunderous sword finally broke through the entanglement of those undead creatures, and stabbed straight at the necromancer. Kevin turned around, gritted his teeth, and a curse roared out. The berserk Mevis stabbed at him persistently. Resolutely refusing to dodge, Kevin watched in horror as the curse hit Meivis's right eye. The sharp curse instantly shriveled the originally bright eyeball into darkness. The holy white knight's face looked like a big spider lying on his face, and Kevin immediately forcibly stopped the spell, which abruptly canceled the spell, which made his brain hurt like a knife.

Don't even hide!Meivis wanted to kill him regardless of his injury, and even ignored the "victim" behind Kevin. Kevin could move away in an instant, but Adeline's still warm body would be stabbed into pieces by a sword. two cuts.

That girl loves beauty and is also afraid of corpses——

Kevin gritted his teeth, so he didn't hide, but barely moved to the left. The sword avoided the vital point, but it directly penetrated his right chest and nailed it to the bed board.

"Ahhh-"

The mage raised his head in pain, the power of the undead all over his body was disordered because of the severe pain, his vision was pitch black, and when his eyes refocused, he realized that Mevis was choking his neck with one hand, and the sword in the other hand was thrusting into his neck. In his body, he could feel the sword's icy coldness, probably piercing his lungs, because Kevin felt the coldness of the sword in his whole chest.

Enraged, Mevis stopped at the last moment. He only needed one force to break the mage's fragile neck. The mage knelt on the ground, leaning back. The sword penetrated his body and forced him to lean back Then, he was trembling, crying, and pale like when we first met, but this time he was covered in blood, both from the girl and from himself.

No matter how you look at it, you can't tell that he is actually a mage with undead magic.

Mevis has seen through this illusion, choked the sorcerer's throat coldly and brutally, and even lifted his body up an inch. The sword cut through the flesh and blood. The sorcerer couldn't bear the torture, and even raised his hand to resist. None, I could only whimper, with tears rolling down my face.

"Tell me, how did you get the scholar's clothes? Did you kill other people? Why did you kill the village chief and his daughter, Miss Adeline? Do you have any accomplices?"

A series of pressing questions were not answered, because the mage's pupils were slackened again, and he completely lost consciousness due to the severe pain.

That was a very, very bad experience.

Ten years ago, Kevin was thrown into an iron cage full of barbs by the cruel holy white knight because he lost too much blood and was pierced by a sword. He almost died Waiting for his junior brother to rescue him——

So ten years later, Kevin thought about it and looked forward to it badly. When he dug out Mavis from a dark dungeon, the great and righteous leader of the Holy White Knight would have been tortured to the brink of death. The better, his noble duke brother doesn't look like a good thing, but he will probably be more merciful, at the very least, heal him first to make sure he won't die, and then throw him into the iron cage, so that the knight can feel good one time!

The banshee screamed again from the dark dungeon corridor ahead.

"Ahhh~~~ A prisoner committed suicide!"

Kevin covered his face, heartbroken; "Adeline, this is a severe punishment cell. It's very common for prisoners to commit suicide in this kind of dungeon! You've been dead for ten years, and you're still so afraid of corpses. How do you put on makeup every day? "

Adeline, the banshee of death, has been wearing her favorite white dress for ten years. She said to her former teacher with a pale face, "This is different. My death looks very decent and dignified!"

"Back then, I should have ignored you and let your body be stabbed twice with a sword."

"But if it is damaged like that, it can't be transformed into an undead creature. Teacher, you will really become a bachelor necromancer who doesn't have any high-level undead creatures under your hands."

Kevin flicked his sleeves with a cold face, "Don't be talkative, keep looking for someone!"

"……OK."