As dusk slowly passed, the atmosphere in Paer Town seemed to be quieter than usual.
The town wasn't big, so any important news would spread within a few hours. By dinnertime, everything that happened in the afternoon had spread throughout the streets.
Amidst the clamor in the tavern, the ones that people sighed the most were the scouts that they had ridiculed before. Who could have imagined … that a group of "minions" that they had painstakingly trained all day could actually be so powerful?
There were also many people who were secretly trembling in the corner, because they had mocked the scouts to their faces, and now they were worried that the scouts would swing their swords at them …
The battle in the afternoon had caused many people to be injured, but in the end, no one died, so the atmosphere in the tavern was very relaxed. Other than guessing the identity of the enemy, another topic of discussion was about the "Holy Knights".
Until now, the "Holy Knights" had been linked to the words "for show", and became a term used in the tavern to mock and ridicule each other.
And these "main characters" that would always appear in the tavern seemed to have all disappeared today, and not a single one of them appeared.
"The group of scouts had already organized their troops, if we were to charge on horseback, we would definitely not be any weaker than them!"
"We were completely caught off guard, no one had expected this to happen!"
Inside the dormitory of the Temple Guards, their unyielding words represented their resentment.
They had already heard the discussions in the tavern, and the people's "disdain" towards the Holy Knights and "respect" towards the scouts formed a stark contrast from before. Some even said that they were blind to think that the Holy Knights were the protectors of the village, and so on and so forth.
In short, there were many unpleasant words, and the once loyal supporters had all turned into haters, it would be strange if the Holy Knights were happy.
But after this incident, there was no way to reason with them: How would the commoners understand the strength of the puppets? They would only look at the results, and not the process. Who killed the puppets, who was chased away by the puppets, this was an undeniable fact.
"The Bishop and the Governor did not send us here to be humiliated, I want to find Roddy …"
A young man threw his gloves on the ground angrily, and stood up to leave the room, but he was quickly grabbed by the shoulder by an older knight, and firmly pressed back —
"Have you forgotten who you are?"
"Humiliated? Who insulted us? No! No one has ever insulted us, understand? "
"Those scouts … We laugh at them every day for running around like monkeys, but what about when it's time to charge? You dare to say that we are stronger than those scouts? Are you confident that you are stronger than them? "
This 32-year-old knight had participated in several large-scale battles. He was the oldest in the team, so his words carried the most weight.
In the afternoon, he was injured by a puppet and fell to the side of the road. From the beginning to the end, he witnessed the scene of the scouts charging at the puppets with their lances in hand. The murderous aura that assaulted his face left a deep impression on him.
Compared to them, these arrogant Holy Knights were not on the same level … These scouts were not 'knights' that needed to be bound by faith. They were more like 'weapons' that did not need to think and only needed to execute the order to kill.
Only those who had fought on the battlefield would know the terror of such existences — those guys were real war machines, the most simple butchers of the battlefield!
The young knight could not understand this gap, and still said indignantly: "Then what should we do? Just watch them push him down? I — "
"Push him down? Think about it, if they really wanted to push us down, why would they wait until today? "
This sentence made the young knight speechless … In fact, anyone with a brain would understand that these scouts had completely ignored them. From the beginning, they did not see them as a target to surpass!
Hearing his words, the few veteran knights lowered their heads slightly. The young knight who was pushed down looked around and realized that no one was responding to him. In the end, he could only sit back down gloomily …
"Wait for Lord Roddy's orders. This is the only thing we have to do."
As the knight finished his sentence, the door of the house was pushed open. A faint voice echoed as the footsteps entered: "Well said."
All the Holy Knights in the house looked over and realized that the person who entered was their 'master' in name, Roddy.
At this time, the sky was completely dark. The candlelight in the house swayed, and when it shone on Roddy's body, the soldiers noticed the bandages on his shoulders and arms.
Immediately, they also remembered Roddy's terrifying combat power in this battle. The screams of the gargoyles struggling to be killed still echoed in their ears, causing the atmosphere in the house to suddenly become quiet.
A second later, the house was filled with the noise of everyone standing up and saluting. Roddy stood there quietly, looking at these soldiers calmly, his expression cold and solemn.
"Battle order: All members set off at midnight, arrive at the outskirts of Kiger Town before dawn and await further orders."
"Yes!"
The knights were surprised, but because of Roddy's performance today, they did not dare to ask any questions. Roddy was also not interested in explaining anything, because in his eyes, professional soldiers only needed to 'obey', there was no need for anything else.
Originally, Roddy did not want these forces that he had yet to fully control to go into battle, but now that the situation had reached the most critical moment, he had to use all the forces that he could use!
After the order was given, he looked at the few young men who still had dissatisfaction in their eyes, and before he left, he added: "Strength can only be shown on the battlefield. If you want to prove that you are stronger than the scouts, then show me."
"Yes!"
The Holy Knights were still wondering why they were in such a hurry, but after listening to Roddy's words, they no longer thought about these questions. Every one of them was full of fighting spirit, and they could not wait to rush into the battlefield and cut off the enemy's head to prove themselves.
There were still six hours before midnight, and there were still eleven hours before the scheduled time of arrival at Kiger Town.
Roddy did not waste any more time and turned to leave.
At this time, the aftermath of the battlefield had been mostly dealt with. Speaking of which, his harvest was not small: the words [Resist Ansadin's Revenge (Completed)] appeared in the mission bar. Because the enemies were all existences above their level, the experience points were extremely high, but the greatest harvest was the 'corpses' of the puppets.
Tycoon Ansadin lived up to his name. Even when he was not strong in the year 588, he still spent a lot of money.
The 'summoning materials' of these iron puppets were all high-grade goods. In addition to the extremely high quality fine iron ore, there were also ten pieces of 'thorium' and six or seven types of gems, any one of which was a precious material with a price of gold coins.
In other words … killing these puppets was equivalent to giving Roddy a windfall, and it was worth a lot of money!
But at this time, Roddy was not interested in dividing the spoils on the spot or considering the use of them. After settling and arranging all the relevant matters, he finally returned to his room to rest for a few hours.
And the first thing he did when he entered the door was to check on the snapping turtle that he named 'Nokia'.
"The name is really right, you're really tough …"
Opening the [Pet Information Bar], only then did Roddy have the time to take a look at the Nokia's attributes. But after looking at it, he was a little disappointed. Because it had just hatched not long ago, the Nokia's level was not displayed as a number, but the words' Infant Stage '.
Looking at the time displayed below, the words' Remaining 84 days' made Roddy slightly frown. It seemed that if he wanted to upgrade the Nokia and give it a fighting strength, he was afraid that he would have to wait for another three months …
But looking at the current size of the Nokia, which was only the size of a palm, Roddy also understood that there was no other way. If the opponent had a fighting strength now, then he would really feel that it was' not scientific '.
At this time, the temperature was cold. Even though the fireplace was very warm, but the Nokia was still in a sleepy state, preparing to hibernate. Roddy placed it in the basket and opened his attribute bar to take a look. After confirming that his HP had recovered to 94%, he secretly let out a sigh of relief.
Akasha and Natha had already returned to the room that Sodelor had specially arranged for them. Roddy had previously talked to them for a while. With regards to the arrangements for these two, Roddy still had some headaches. But thinking of the next plan, he chose to give up thinking about these problems.
Let's think about it if we can survive.
Roddy sighed and immediately fell asleep … He knew that he needed sufficient rest to relieve the exhaustion of his physical strength. After all, he was about to face the most powerful opponents in history.
*****
Roddy's absolute rationality allowed him to completely ignore the battle during the day, and thus fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes. But after all, after all, not everyone was so 'stupid'. After the battle, Natha obviously could not immediately rest.
At this time, she was sitting on the armchair in front of the fireplace, still holding her short bow in her hand.
At this time, soft orange light reflected on Natha's delicate face. At this time, at this time, she had changed out of the dirty equipment during the day and put on a clean nightgown that Roddy had asked someone to send over.
In the bedroom, there was a brand-new set of leather armor on the bed, including a white linen shirt, brown armor, matching leather wrist guards, waist girdle, cloak, and so on. But looking at the equipment, at this time, at this time, Natha at this time, at this time, at this time, there was an unusual and contradictory feeling.
Half an hour ago, Roddy gave her a simple explanation of the identity of today's enemies, but Natha did not care about the 'Necromancer'. She only had one question, "When will you go back to help Erza Village?"
"First, I have to survive the next battle."
This was Roddy's answer.
The feeling Natha had towards Roddy was very strange. Deep in her heart, she wanted to surpass him, which was the most desired goal in the depths of her heart. But most of the time, she always felt that she and Roddy were not in the same world at all … Because Roddy was busy dealing with his' level 'of trouble, it seemed that he was not very concerned about' teaching 'her and' helping 'Erza Village.
This kind of estrangement, whether it was because of race or because of the locked heart, Natha had a feeling that she was being ostracized.
Now that Roddy was going to leave, he was ready to fight desperately with those enemies, and he had to go.
But what about herself?
"If you go with me, perhaps your archery skills can be improved by more than one level."
"But if you care about Erza Village, then wait here. If anything happens to me, someone will follow you back to the village and fulfill my promise. "
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