Black Scepter Chapter 6: Difference

"Low-level knight? But it is stronger than ordinary people."

In the face of the Morpheus question, Ashcandi smiled-because of the contract, she could not refuse to answer the question of Morpheus, but it seemed that she did not care about revealing some secrets that the "strong" in the ordinary sense did not know. .

The real secret of those powerful.

"An ordinary person cannot pose any threat to the low-level knight at all, even if it is such a crucial point of the eye," Morpheus looked at his palm and gently clenched his fist, "You have not used it from beginning to end It is beyond the power of ordinary people, but almost killed a low-level knight. If you are given the power of a low-level knight, can it be extremely easy to kill a holy knight?"

"This is a very naive saying, just like the two of you speculated that His Majesty Hasselblad," Andariel stretched out his palm, slender fingers are as delicate as porcelain in the firelight of the fireplace, "One The simplest example, you can cast a low-level element shield and let me explain it to you."

Andariel seemed to speak well, got up and came in front of Morpheus, and reached out to show his hand-Morpheus raised his hand to condense a wind element shield with a level of seven, which was grayish gray and condensed like substance, it seemed that there was an unshakable Feeling.

"Tumbling, full of flaws."

Andariel pointed at three places on the shield, "I can easily pierce and disintegrate it with a dagger--"

Morpheus has handed a dagger, Andariel took it in a funny way, pierced his unpretentious trembling wrist, "Kara" disintegrated the entire shield.

According to common sense, this shield is a medium-level swordsman that requires effort to create a threat.

"So, you ask me why I can subdue a low-level knight. This is the answer," Andalil sat back in front of the fireplace. "You just need to understand the essence of everything in front of you."

Essence of things-this proposition is too big, Morpheus can’t understand it completely in a moment and a half, but he understands that this is not the same as Della’s demonstration of an elemental projectile breaking through the forty-ninth shield. This is not something that simply explains "weakness" or "trick".

"You are wondering whether there is a difference in the power I use? I can tell you, there is a difference, not just a difference in way." Andaril, who had the ordinary dagger in his hand, raised his hand very casually. Suddenly, the body suddenly mentioned it, and then with a "click", he inserted the dagger into the thick solid wood dining table beside the fireplace!

Enter without a handle.

This scene made Hegel’s eyes wide open—he didn’t doubt if he could do it, but he knew very well that a short sword with a 25-centimeter blade was fully inserted here. How much strength is needed for a solid wood desktop!

"This is the difference."

Andariel sat back leisurely. It seemed that the horrific behavior had nothing to do with her, but like ordinary people, the palm of her hand holding the sword handle was slightly congested, which made Morpheus understand the sight. The guy who touched this girl really used no other power.

Putting his hand on the hilt, Morpheus tried to pull out the dagger, but found that he raised his arm and brought up the entire table. He let go of his hand, and the heavy desktop "dong" fell back.

"Explain?"

"I said, you have a problem with the understanding of power-it is not a person's strength that only needs his professional level to prove it," Andariel is not prepared to hide private goods. "I used to be The most potential magician on this continent, after arriving in purgatory, I found that the power I once possessed was not even a "basic". The magician used elements to build spells, whether it was a magic circle or a thrown hand. Fireballs need to communicate with the elements through themselves and use the crystal wire energy to drive them to take orders from themselves. This is what you learn, right?"

"What does this have to do with physical power?"

Morpheus frowned.

“Everything in this world is connected. I can say that you are also connected to the unseen Majesty Hasselblad—not the meaning of communication in your impression, but the extremely microcosm of this world. The contact in the state... Maybe you don’t understand what I’m talking about—"

"A magician in the Gilman Empire has proposed a similar theory, which I have read before." Morpheus flashed the books that Della once let herself read. Those extremely rare and cutting-edge theories are all The latest research achievements of the greatest mages at the moment, "His research proves that simply relying on consciousness instead of crystal energy can also affect the arrangement of elements in certain situations, and even constitute some of the most basic spells."

"I was surprised." Andariel smiled. "No one was aware of this problem, but apparently someone has touched the threshold of this theory-the will, or the'soul' we understand in common sense. , Is the most powerful force in the world..."

"No one."

She stretched out her arms, pinched the hilt on the table, and lagged for half a second, then "Keng" pulled out the entire short sword-the action was flowing and the water was flowing, and the table didn't even lift up for this, only to stay A crack with an arc is down!

Morpheus noticed a difference this time, Andariel’s body didn’t have any extra movement, but at the moment of pulling up, almost all the muscles in the body followed the tremor for a moment-like lightning, fleeting, but powerful amazing.

“The soul is not just the concept of shallow knowledge building in your mind, it is you, all of you—understand your body, understand every inch of your muscles and bones, when your consciousness can control any piece at will When you are muscle, maybe you can find a way."

Andariel ended his "first lesson" on Morpheus, staring at the flames of the fireplace and continuing softly: "That stupid big guy can be your teacher in this respect."

"Call--"

The figure of Hydera flew in from the window and fell straight beside the fireplace, while Morpheus was silent for a moment, then got up and walked directly to the first floor.

When did you start to be strong? Morpheus understood that he didn’t have one minute of extra time-he didn’t wait long to go down the stairs. Heiser, who was covered with wounds and had a very bad look, stumbled into the hotel

"Quin!"

Hegel strode forward, holding a pale-faced Heysel—but Hegel frowned sharply when he saw the wound wound under the rag.

"Who attacked you?"

"Hegel, old man, am I a bit stupid?" Because of the excessive blood loss, Heisel's consciousness seemed blurred. He relied on this old man who once trusted each other and whispered: "Since childhood They all said that I was only suitable for fighting and not smart enough. I became the deputy commander, thinking that this would let you know that I am not like you said, but it seems that I still did something stupid..."

"Heisel!"

Hegel patted his face. The knight in front of him was cold because he stayed in the wind and snow for too long, "Who attacked you?!"

"Hah...I am ashamed to export." The strong Heysel did not lose his life because of several traumas, but apparently his physical strength could not support his mental support at this moment. After finishing this sentence, he would Closed his eyes and fell into a coma.

The Morpheus next to him turned to look at Andariel who had just given his opinion. Then, without a word, he summoned the element to wash the large wound with clean water, and then directly asked the hotel owner to take the waiter to sew clothes. Needle thread, after immersing spirits, the wound was sutured. The skill of the technique made the Hegel next to him dumbfounded. Less than ten minutes, he stitched a total of seven knife wounds of different sizes on the body of Hessel, carefully bandaging it. After that, Morpheus immediately ordered all the people to go on the road and no longer stayed.

That's it, the team that just didn't stay in Geshe City for a day started to move on in the snow.

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After three days, the imperial capital Buttigia.

The royal family made an official explanation about the "disappearance" of the two deputy heads of the Knights of the Golden Roses. During a routine mission, the deputy head, Booker Heidson, was besieged by the rebels. , And desperately killed the enemy with thirty-two comrades-in-arms, and finally died in tragic death.

Your Majesty Hasu personally hosted the state funeral. The scene was grand. The eulogy he read personally made countless nobles cry. The posthumous "Empire Knight" medal was an unparalleled commendation, and even Booker’s son in the army Earned the title of Earl for this purpose.

In contrast, the other deputy head of the Golden Rose Knights does not seem to be treated so grandly-Heisel Quinn after the "missing" was nailed to "dereliction of duty" in the military arbitration tribunal "The charge was directly abolished, and he was stripped down to civilians, and even the mansion where he lived was confiscated and confiscated directly, as if the official never had this powerful deputy head.

And within the palace, His Majesty Hasu faced the ministers as always, with a serious look and an abnormal silence.

"Heysel is removed? Will the barbarians in the north stop here?"

The Prime Minister of the Empire is very puzzled by the order of His Majesty the Emperor. The incumbent Northern Generals tell the truth almost half of the entire army’s important posts. There are only ten deputy heads of the three major knights. There are a total of sixteen deputy heads. Although the heads of the heads are all royal heirs, this force does not dare to underestimate.

"Sir Prime Minister~IndoMTL.com~ Your fears seem to be superfluous. They are under the graciousness of His Majesty Hasselblad. For a stupid friend to be "missing", it should be forgotten soon-that group In addition to fighting, silly big guys, how many people will consider this kind of problem?"

"But who can guarantee that they will not rebound for this?"

Several people were arguing, but it was just a test of falseness between the aristocrats. His Majesty Hasselblad looked at the guys in front of you, and finally raised his hand to signal quietness.

In the meeting hall, there was no sound for a moment, and His Majesty Hasu said in a deep voice: "Golden roses do not lack excellent knights who can supplement the position of deputy head, and the Empire does not lack a group of talented people to sit. In your seat."

Clanging powerful words made this group of noble ministers cold.

"That team is coming, I don’t want to see an existence that can fight the court with the royal family."

Her Majesty Mokrain turned and left, leaving behind the words that the nobles knew.

Several teams rushed out of Buttigia’s gate, but none belonged to the royal family.