Chapter 241 "The Ballad of Spring Breeze: Light White Petals and Swallows"

"Lord General, only the team that went to the eastern village has not returned yet."

Considering the urgency of the situation, the teams assigned by the Knights of the Roses will usually return to the base to report back to their bases after performing their tasks for less than half a day.

The team that started in the morning and should have returned in the afternoon did not arrive in time at the moment.

"How long has it been since the appointed time?" Darcy glanced at the still dazzling sun in the sky.

"It's 3pm and they're half an hour late."

Half an hour was enough for these rose knights to run 50 kilometers. After listening, the other members present also noticed something was wrong.

Darcy closed his eyes for thought, then opened them suddenly.

"Call everyone! We immediately head to the village on the east side."

"Yes, General!" The knights present stood at attention and saluted.

Then one after another letter arrows rose, and the sharp piercing sound ripped apart the blue sky, breaking the originally peaceful afternoon.

One after another, the rose knights walked out of the tents to rest, then quickly assembled and got on their horses.

Soon, a team like a flowing flame galloped across the green field.

In the midsummer season, the oncoming wind was a little drunk, and with bursts of heat waves, they passed through the land like lightning, leaving faint scorch marks on the places where the horse's hoof stepped, and some grasshoppers and insects that could not dodge were directly hit by the horse's hoof. Crushed and turned into dry powder, some grass blades also turned brown after the team galloped.

In just a few dozen minutes, the flaming Knights of the Roses spanned nearly a hundred miles and gradually reached the destination marked on the map.

'Further on, over the hill with the woods, that's the destination. ' On the way, a knight familiar with the terrain reported in the wind.

However, just as they gradually came to the hill, an ordinary figure slowly climbed to the top of the hill, blocking the middle of the road.

Because there are trees growing on the hills, if you don't take the road, you have to take a detour, which is impossible for the fast-moving team.

"Step aside!"

The knight at the head stabbed with a spear, ready to deal with the innocent civilians who didn't know how to avoid them.

But before he could rush to the front, the warhorse under him fell on the road and led him for a while before it stopped.

After this accident, the rushing team was interrupted and the speed slowed down. Seeing that there were a few more people coming forward, Darcy raised his arm and stopped the knights behind him.

The pupils under the helmet stared at the figure on the hill, and it took a long time to spit out a memorable name.

"Bumantha."

Once the genius of Emenas, although he didn't like fighting, he still easily defeated himself in the big competition. He was a powerful junior who once made him feel invincible.

Being able to study at Emenas itself is an affirmation of personal talent, and it is even more challenging and difficult to reach the top in this academy that gathers the best young people in the world.

Countless geniuses that are unimaginable to ordinary people, they are progressing in unexpected ways, staring closely at the seniors in the front row, making people constantly in fierce competition.

That kind of life has always been missed by Darcy. His unstoppable training in the academy is to fight against these geniuses, and then continue to gain experience and lessons to make himself stronger.

Everything is so hard, but everything is so sweet, and it is so joyful to see that one by one seniors and peers surpass them for themselves.

Originally, his academy career could be called perfect, until the last year, first because of accidents and other factors in the academy, he lost the glory of winning the championship, and then the last time he participated in the Winter Festival Gala. In the competition, he lost to the girl who was a gardener in the Castle Wall College.

That is Bumansa who is standing in front of her now.

If it was the first time they met, many people would regard her as a harmless and amiable ordinary girl.

But in the eyes of Darcy, this is not the case. He has recalled and replayed countless times, and he fought with Bumantha that night.

It seems that there is always a feeling that as long as your gun is a little faster, you can catch up with the opponent. It seems that as long as you are a little more careful, you can avoid the attack of the wooden sword and kick the graceful body.

But in fact it is not. You think it is only a little short, it is only because the other party clearly knows that as long as it is so fast, it can be easily avoided without using more power and skills.

At the academy, Dulcey was convinced by the defeat.

However, it is no longer in Emenas, and I am no longer the me I used to be.

How much can you grow by staying in the countryside to escape seclusion?

Under the gazes of the knights, Darcy rode a horse and stepped forward alone. He knew that since Bumantha was here, Lily must be in the village behind the hill.

In the school days, Lily was taken care of by Bumansa. In her eyes, she existed just like her sister. Now it is obvious to protect her.

"Call Lily out, Bumantha."

The horse's hoof gradually stopped, and Darcy looked at the old friend dressed as a farmer in front of him, and spoke for the first time to persuade him to surrender, which also surprised countless rose knights.

In their hearts, although this general came from a commoner, he was the kind of peerless figure who could break all prejudices. Even in the top tier of the empire, it was rare for him to be so polite to anyone.

Now he is here, talking to a village peasant girl in an equal tone? It even seemed that the other party was someone he knew.

"Sorry, I won't agree to such a request."

Bumansa stood on the spot, shook her head, closed her eyes slightly, and then looked at the tall general as steel not far in front of her.

"Also, I also hope you stop here and don't go any further," her voice was clear and steady, as if she was just talking about a little thing like a snack tonight.

The negotiation was fruitless, and Darcy was not surprised by this. Since the other party is standing here, he must have made up his mind.

"Why are you involved in this matter? Although Lily was once your friend and companion, she didn't seem to think of your sister when she enjoyed the glory and honor of the queen in the imperial capital."

"That's her life and choice. What does it have to do with me? Not everyone wants to live that kind of life, they all want to live that kind of life." Bumantha shook her head again.

"I like who I am now, and I have never regretted my choice."

"But you obviously have such outstanding talent and strength, but you are buried there."

"Well, maybe in your eyes, but not everyone is like you. I'm not obsessed with so-called power. Maybe it's the best embellishment in life, but it shouldn't be everything."

"It seems that I can't convince you." Darcy backed his horse slowly, and then suddenly accelerated, rushing directly to the standing figure at an extremely fast speed.

Like a flash of lightning, the spear suddenly pierced, leaving dozens of meters of scars in the air. However, such a sudden and powerful attack finally stopped quietly in front of Bumansa.

A simple wooden sword was placed in front of the gun blade, and the tip of the sword was aimed at the tip of the gun blade, like a straight line. The hair on Mansha's forehead was also lifted, floating in the air, and slowly falling.

Darcy snorted coldly, then withdrew his gun and slashed, a mournful moon arc suddenly swept down.

However, the wooden sword was like an antelope hanging its horns, lightly and accurately cutting towards the middle of the lunar arc, it was not cut in half, but along the direction of the arc blade, as small as a millimeter, and no more than half a second passed. The lunar arc of , splits it in half.

The scattered air waves and arc blades flew from both sides of Bumansa's body and fell into the woods beside the road behind, cutting off several thick trees, and then slowly dissipated.

After fighting like this twice, Darcy finally jumped up, jumped off the horse, held the spear in his hand, and fought Bumansa with all his strength.

The spear blade shook out the silver flower in the air for an instant, smashed the space, and took the peasant girl directly in the same place, and then was resolved and resisted by Bumansa in an easy way.

The ordinary, fragile and common wooden sword turned rotten into magic in Bumansa's hands, constantly fighting the long spear in the air, blocking the spear shadows, and resolving the huge force and air waves that came.

In the short and fierce confrontation between the two, the flowers and plants on the ground were smashed to pieces, and in the woods not far away, rows of trees fell down.

Finally, another confrontation ended, the two separated for a while, and Darcy slowly stood up from the half-kneeling sliding on the ground.

Looking at Bumantha who was still standing in the same place without moving her footsteps, Darcy frowned deeply and took a deep breath.

Unexpectedly, after all these years, he still cannot gain the upper hand in Bumansha.

However, this is not the campus competition of the past.

Darcy raised his arm, and then slammed it down, followed by the sound of mountain and tsunami-like cries and the sound of horses' hooves.

"Moon of Roses, charge!"

Under the bright red printed cloak, the surging magic powers are linked to each other, making the already powerful rose knights even stronger.

In this short charge, they were no longer ordinary Sequence 5 Transcendents, but were comparable to the powerful combat power of Sequence 6 Transcendents, and there were more than 400 such existences.

The flag of roses rose like a wave.

Feeling the trembling under her feet and the gradually filling red in her pupils, Bumansa stood on the hill and sighed. She put down the basket in her left hand, and the wooden sword in her right fell to the ground, slanting between the grass.

At this moment, she opened her hands by her side, and a gust of cool wind began to blow.

Countless flower buds began to grow between the branches and leaves of the green forest, and then the flower buds opened and bloomed, revealing small pink and white flowers.

These flowers seemed to spread to all the trees on the entire hillside in the blink of an eye, and the exposed pink and white petals almost replaced all the original green in the field of vision with the color of the petals.

In this suddenly blooming world of flowers, the small pale white sword blades sprout out from the buds like stamens, then grow rapidly, and hang down from the branches like wind chimes.

"The Ballad of Spring Breeze: Light White Petals and Swallows"

Everything happened so fast, when the knights charged in front of Bumansha, she also gently waved down her raised right hand, those pale white blades fell from the trees like swallows, and then nimbly. Take off, shuttle in this crimson wave of knights.

When the seemingly soft pale white blade touched the hard and sharp spear, it easily shattered it, like cutting through the spring water.

After that, not only the blade, but even the armor covering his body was cut and shattered in this pale swallow-like blade.

By the time these knights charged up the hill, they were already bare-handed, with only the inner shirts of their armor left on their bodies, and then, in a daze and confusion, the grass on the ground grew rapidly, intertwined and locked each other, tripping a war horse. Falling, countless people and horses neighed and fell to the ground, and their consciousness was blurred, leaving only the still blue sky in the field of vision.

"Damn!"

Looking at this scene, Darcy roared angrily. He was the only one who resisted the flying blade. Looking at the girl who was still at the top of the hill, surrounded by countless swallow blades, the general launched another attack. Lonely charge.

He went around the middle of a mess, crossed the rocks on the side of the road with his warhorse, and then jumped high, the spear in his hand pointed straight to the sky, and at this time, a scarlet and terrifying lightning also fell from the sky and melted with the spear in his hand. as one.

: At the end of the "Sun of God's Wings", a holy creation made of fragments of the crown of the gods has partial power.

Attribute: Bloodline - Red Lightning

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In order to hunt down the fleeing queen, the new emperor awarded one of the three holy relics obtained in the Blood Moon Hall. Although it has great side effects, it is still undeniable that this is the most slaughtering of the three holy relics. Heavy and the most dangerous.

The long spear entwined with red electricity suddenly stabbed at a high altitude, and all the pale white blades it touched were smashed and withered by the red electric light, falling like rain.

The sky darkened here, it was clearly a midsummer world, a trace of cold began to appear in the wind, and the scarlet spear, in the overflowing electric light, instantly passed through hundreds of meters in the sky, and directly pierced the figure on the ground. .

"呲——" The sound of flesh and blood ran through the hills.