"Obviously, this young knight hasn't fully grasped the true meaning of the Eight Virtues of Knights." Laing, who was hiding behind a tree, said to Veronica, "Fighting for the Lady doesn't mean being reckless. Charging at everything without thinking means not understanding one of the Eight Virtues of Knights — bravery. If he continues to be stubborn even after the opponent gives him a chance to challenge again and shows mercy, it means he hasn't learned one of the Eight Virtues of Knights — humility."
"Shouldn't humility be loyalty and etiquette?" Veronica asked.
"Those who are brave but not resourceful can only be called a boor, not a knight. My dear, the Eight Virtues of Knights is a very complicated concept and value. It's the spiritual core of a true knight that can only be understood but not explained." Laing held his warhammer with one hand and mounted his horse. "It's because of this that the Holy Grail is so sought after. Only a knight who truly understands the Eight Virtues of Knights can find the Holy Grail and drink the water of the Holy Grail with the Lady's approval."
"This young man obviously hasn't learned it well, but I still have to save his life."
"What about me?" Veronica continued to ask.
"This is a battle between knights, my dear. Just watch how your man defeats this Blood Knight!"
Just as Laing and Veronica were talking, the battle between the Blood Knight and the Ranger Knight had reached its end.
"Die! Demon! " The Ranger Knight pulled out his longsword, and the warhorse seemed to have mustered up its courage along with its master. Man and horse charged toward the Blood Knight in the cold moonlight. Saibert Le Zangor could feel the powerful impact of the warhorse, and this gave the Ranger Knight some hope. His longsword drew a deadly arc and went straight for the Blood Knight's head.
"Sigh."
The Blood Knight's reaction to this was only a long sigh.
He finally moved.
The Blood Knight on his warhorse began to move like a bolt of lightning. The remaining Incubus spat out a thick green mist. In the blink of an eye, the Blood Knight had arrived in front of the Ranger. Wearing a black gauntlet, the Blood Knight accurately grabbed the Ranger's wrist that was holding the sword, while the other hand blocked the charge of the warhorse.
"Crack!" With a bit of force, the sound of bones breaking could be heard. The Ranger's wrist had been dislocated.
Just like that, the Ranger Knight's attack was completely neutralized. The young man's face was still filled with disbelief. Enduring the intense pain, he lifted his head and finally saw the Blood Knight's eyes. Those eyes were filled with the vicissitudes of life, like a piece of rotten wood from ancient times, or like a fossil that had been buried for countless years.
"This world is far more dangerous than you think, child." After saying that, the Blood Esquire threw the Ranger Knight out. Saibert Le Zangle only felt a huge force coming from his wrist, and his body flew into the air. Then, the Blood Esquire kicked him in the abdomen, and he was sent flying. He broke the trunk of a large tree, and then fell to the ground.
"Ugh, you … Ugh …" Blood flowed out from the corner of Saibert Le Zanger's mouth. He clutched his stomach and wanted to get up to continue fighting. However, he realized that his body was no longer under his control. On the contrary, his consciousness was gradually blurring.
Until a voice came from behind him, "Young man, this will be the most valuable lesson you've ever learned since you were born."
A tall Holy Grail Knight appeared. The Holy Grail Knight badge with golden wings was shining in front of his chest. He was riding on a pure-blooded elven warhorse. He had black hair and blue eyes. He held the reins in one hand and a warhammer in the other. He did not pay attention to the Blood Esquire. Instead, he gently said to the young Ranger Knight, "This will be beneficial for you on the path of the Holy Grail in the future."
The young Ranger Knight used the last of his strength to nod and record these words in his heart. Then, he fainted.
Laing turned his gaze back to the Blood Esquire in front of him. The Blood Esquire stared back at him. "You've been watching from the side."
"You didn't want to kill him. From the beginning to the end, you didn't want to kill him." Laing rode on the pure-blooded elven warhorse and raised his warhammer. He came in front of the Blood Esquire and confronted him.
"I never kill weak opponents. I never engage in unequal battles." The King of Nightmares moved, leaving a burning hoof print on the ground. "If he can complete his trial, maybe I'll be willing to fight him."
"… You came for me." Laing took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.
"I came for the Holy Grail Knight. I look forward to a battle between knights." The Blood Esquire raised his lance and pointed it at Laing's face. "To be able to wait for a Holy Grail Knight and a Chosen Champion is enough to prove that my luck is not bad. I've heard of your name. You're 'Devout' Laing Macado."
"This is not your luck. It's your misfortune." Laing also raised his warhammer, but he was not in a hurry to attack. "Tell me your name, Blood Esquire."
"My name is Richter, Holy Grail Knight." The Blood Esquire opened his mouth. Blood flowed out from his yellow fangs.
"You didn't kill him not because he's weak. It's because there's still something in your corrupted and filthy blood that prevents you from doing anything that would disgrace a knight's honor." Laing shook his head. "I don't know what it is, but I understand."
The Blood Esquire's eyes, which were full of vicissitudes of life and heaviness, began to waver.
He began to recall the days long ago when he did not live by sucking blood.
However, this Blood Esquire named Richter had experienced too much in the endless years. He quickly calmed down. The Blood Esquire smiled, revealing his yellow teeth. "That's all in the past, Holy Grail Knight. These things will not affect me. I'm here for the Holy Grail Knight."
After saying that, the Blood Esquire took out a glove and threw it in front of Laing. "Let us begin."
"Laing!" Veronica saw Laing appear and wanted to help him. However, Laing reached out and stopped her. "This is a battle between knights. Veronica, you can just watch."
"As expected of the Holy Grail Knight. I promise, after I defeat you, I won't make things difficult for this witch." The Blood Esquire said.
"Ha, don't think that I'll let you go just like that." After saying that, Laing began to gallop. "For the Lady, for the Brittany, accept the judgment of the Holy Grail Knight! Filthy bastard! "
"Forward!" The Blood Esquire also pulled the reins.
The pure-blooded elf warhorse, Grape, rushed towards the Blood Esquire like a whirlwind. It did not seem to be afraid of the green flames spat out by the Nightmare Lord. The Blood Esquire raised his lance high. He was determined to defeat the Holy Grail Knight.
The bright moonlight illuminated the path ahead. Facing the Blood Esquire's violent and powerful attacks, Leon wielded his warhammer with both hands. The warhammer glowed with red flames as he viciously smashed it toward the Blood Esquire's shoulder.
The Blood Esquire was not to be outdone. There were blood-red runes on his spear that shone with a filthy light. The sharp tip of the spear pierced through the air towards Leon's chest. It contained a power that could shake the earth and shake the mountains.
“boom！” The two horses clashed. A blinding light instantly lit up. Veronica, who was standing at the side, had to cover her eyes with her hands.
The warhorses crossed each other. The sound of the lance breaking and the warhammer striking rang out at the same time.
In the thick smoke, Laing's expression was serious. There was a bright red mark on his shoulder. There was a scratch on the shoulder of the Exquisite Psionic Armor.
The Psionic Shield was broken by the Blood Esquire with a single strike.
On the other side, one of the metal dragon wings on the Blood Esquire's Dragonwing Helmet was shattered by Laing's warhammer.
"Again!" The Blood Esquire's face showed a perverted and crazy excitement. He opened his mouth and laughed. "This is it! This is what I want! A real battle between knights! Again! Holy Grail Knight! "
"For the Lady!" Laing raised his warhammer again. He immediately urged his warhorse to charge towards the Blood Esquire before he could take out his lance.
The Blood Esquire's eyes were ferocious. He subconsciously wanted to take out the lance behind his back, but his rich battle experience immediately told him that there was no time to take out his lance. Thus, he immediately raised his shield with the blood red dragon emblem.
The warhammer that was burning with red flames smashed heavily on the shield. The force was so great that the Blood Esquire screamed and retreated.
After the attack, Laing turned his horse around. The Holy Grail Knight captain's face was also full of seriousness. His full-powered attack was blocked by the Blood Esquire. He did not know where the Blood Esquire's shield came from, but its sturdiness was beyond his imagination.
"You are very strong, Holy Grail Knight. I need a strong Holy Grail Knight like you to be the touchstone for my promotion." The Blood Esquire took out a lance from behind him. His face was calm and confident. "Again!"
So the two knights clashed again.
The Blood Esquire and the Holy Grail Knight were both the most powerful knights in the old world. The battle between them was destined to be a touching legend. Unfortunately, in the dark moonlight, there were no bystanders other than the Gallan Witch.
The battle continued for more than ten rounds. Every round was the embodiment of the knight's supreme skill and glory.
Laing narrowed his eyes as he moved forward at high speed. He bent down and dodged the tip of the lance that carried the power of the blood dragon. Then, he immediately jumped up from his horse and hit the Blood Esquire's abdomen with his flaming warhammer. The Blood Esquire was caught off guard and was hit in the chest. He flipped over and fell off his horse. The bone-chilling wind and the scalding warhammer hit the Blood Esquire hard. He fell off his horse and rolled on the ground in the forest. His face was covered in dirt.
"Arghhhh!" The Blood Esquire shouted angrily. He pulled out a blood-red longsword from his waist and pointed it at Laing.
There was only coldness on Laing's face. However, he did not chase after the Blood Esquire. Instead, he flipped over and got off his horse. "Die, demon."
"Knight of the Holy Grail, you are very powerful. I admit that I lost the horse battle. I promise that I will leave this forest. You have saved this land and the serfs on this land. Your glory is intact." The Blood Esquire first placed his left hand on his chest and saluted Laing with a knight's salute. He made his promise heavily. "But the battle between us will not end. Only one of us can stay!"
"That's how it should be!" Laing also threw down his warhammer. His Exquisite Power Armor was still shiny as new. The Holy Grail Knight reached out and grabbed the Nemesis on his back.
The holy sword rang. The Nemesis, which was emitting white flames and light blue light in the dark night, was unsheathed.
The Blood Esquire could feel a terrifying aura pressing down on him from the sword like rolling thunder. He immediately stood up, picked up his longsword, and attacked Leon's unhelmeted head from the back. The longsword covered in blood-red energy slashed at Leon from a tricky angle, but it hit nothing but air.
Laing's speed was extremely fast. He was even faster than a normal Holy Grail Knight. In just the blink of an eye, he had dodged the Blood Esquire's crazy attack. The Nemesis, which was burning with white flames, slashed down and cut open the Blood Esquire's indestructible breastplate. The blood-red armor was cut open by the power of the holy sword. The tip of the Nemesis' sword had already appeared in front of the Blood Esquire's throat.
The Blood Esquire's reaction was also very fast. He immediately pulled back his sword to block the attack. The Blood Esquire's sword clashed with the Nemesis, and sparks flew everywhere.
The infantry battle in the forest began. The Blood Esquire's sword was like a poisonous snake, fast and agile. Every attack was aimed at Laing's vital points. The danger of the battle made Veronica, who was watching the battle from afar, secretly shocked.
The Blood Esquire before her was at least at the mid-Legendary-level. Coupled with his terrifying recovery ability and unparalleled battle experience, it was no wonder that the young Ranger Knight could not defeat him at all.
However, Laing was different. The faster the Blood Esquire was, the slower Laing was. The Nemesis followed Laing's wrist and turned, blocking every attack of the Blood Esquire.
After a series of sword attacks, Laing kept retreating, taking the opportunity to widen the distance between him and the Blood Esquire.
The opportunity was here. Laing's eyes emitted blue psionic light. A powerful psionic storm drilled into the gaps of the Blood Esquire's armor like mercury, causing the Blood Esquire to scream in pain. The psionic storm destroyed his decaying flesh and burned his filthy soul.
Then, the Nemesis swung down, the sharp blade of the Nemesis cutting open the Blood Esquire's throat. The Blood Esquire covered his throat with his hand and took large steps back. He desperately wanted to use his recovery ability to heal the wound on his throat.
It was useless. The white flames of purification were still lingering on the wound. The Blood Esquire's wound finally started to spurt blood. As the Nemesis pierced through his chest, he knew that he was done for.
Seeing the Blood Esquire covered in blood, Laing still wanted to chase after him. However, under the light of the full moon, a golden emblem fell out from the Blood Esquire's shattered breastplate.
This knight emblem was so familiar that Laing's eyes widened. His pupils contracted, and his mouth opened wide in shock. Even his voice changed, "You … you are …"
Under the moonlight of the full moon, a golden Holy Grail Knight emblem shone faintly under the moonlight.
This Blood Esquire was a Holy Grail Knight when he was alive?!
"Cough cough cough ~ Finally, finally, everything is going to come to an end." A trace of relief appeared on the Blood Esquire's face, "Laing Macado, the Lady's champion, it is my honor to die in your hands. If there is a chance, please tell the Lady that I have let down her teachings and her trust. However, I have no other choice. After I was resurrected by her, this heavy curse has been with me until now."
"You?!" Laing's voice was filled with disbelief, "Why? Who blasphemed your soul and body? "
"I can't say, I can't say." The Blood Esquire covered his throat and chest. He could feel that his painful life was about to be released, "He cast a spell. I can't say his name, but … but … ugh ugh ugh ~"
"But what?" Laing hurriedly put away Vengeance and ran to the Blood Esquire. He squatted down and checked his wounds.
"But … Mu Xilon, and a few others like me, they are called … the Black Holy Grail Knight, cough cough cough … the Lady's champion, Laing. My name is not Richter. My real name is Onore de Reis. I was once a glorious Holy Grail Knight." The Blood Esquire could feel that his soul was about to be released, and the terrifying curse was gradually fading away.
The sins and filth were disappearing from his body. He was now a noble and glorious Holy Grail Knight again.
Therefore, Onore de Reis grabbed Laing's hand and said the last words in his second life.
"The Black Knight … The Black Knight has returned to Brittany. He … he will destroy this country.
You must stop him. For the Lady, you must stop him! "
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