Light Spirit Epic Chapter 3: Awakening in the first battle (Part 1)

Chapter 3: Awakening to the First Formation (Part 1)

Edinburgh Castle, home of the Pantoracken North Sky Knights.

This is a steel castle standing on the cliff of a thousand feet. It is also 500 feet high. It was built on the ancient Celtic castle and reinforced several times with reinforced concrete. The Iron King on the cliffs.

This castle, reinforced with magic and protective barriers, can withstand the heavy artillery attacks of Viking warships. His city walls are equipped with thousands of photon cannons. When fighting, he draws electricity from the town, and the barrage that is launched can easily drive out thousands of Viking battleships. There are more than 60,000 iron cavalry in his thousands of mechanical warehouses, and the knights ride on these high-performance small gunboats to fight, with powerful maneuverability and mighty firepower.

Here, it is the main base of the Northern Sky Knights. It is heavily fortified and has more than 100,000 knights. More than 100,000 knights are on call at any time to defend against the invasion of foreign enemies throughout the year.

In the afternoon, the young Arthur walked through the inorganic steel corridor of the castle, and finally managed to find his master's dormitory. As the knight's servant, the boy should have lived in the knight's dormitory, so that the knight could prepare and attack at any time. Helpless, his master disliked the boy's rusticity, not worthy of the nobleness of a knight, and deliberately arranged the boy to live in another dormitory, and only summoned the boy when needed. For this reason, the young man couldn't help but feel all kinds of dissatisfaction in his heart. Every time he was dispatched, he had to detour a long way, which was very troublesome. As a servant, he had to endure it.

"Master, I'm back." Arthur walked into the room and saluted.

"I didn't expect you to come back safely. Your life is really tough." The knight said contemptuously, but couldn't hide the surprise on his face.

"Everywhere, it's all thanks to you, young master. I'm in danger every time. It's just commonplace to escape from the dragon's mouth." The young Arthur said calmly.

"Hmph, light is a joke," said the knight, wiping his beautiful shiny armor, "Did you find anything?"

"This." Arthur took out the scales of the fire dragon, knelt down with humility, and handed the scales to the knight: "It fell from the fire dragon. With it, it can prove that you have encountered the dragon, Master. ."

"And prove what a coward you are." The boy added in his heart.

"Idiot!" The knight said angrily, dropped the half-wiped helmet in his hand, and slapped the boy: "[Encountered]? What's the use of encountering? It's only useful if you've fought and won?!- -----Either get back the dragon head, or get back the huge dragon breastplate, as for the dragon horns and dragon claws, it must be a powerful item that can be used to make weapons, then it will be useful, right?"

"Master, please don't talk about such a difficult thing for a strong man. How can a villain win a giant dragon that even the master can't hurt?"

(Are you going to get it yourself?!)

"What you said today is full of thorns," the knight said unhappily. He thinks there is no point in arguing with this kind of idiot, so let it go. "You can keep that shabby little scale as a souvenir, as long as you keep your mouth shut and don't let what happened today. Just say it."

The boy asked again, "You really don't want it, Master? Look at this unusual red color, maybe it's an expensive magic tool?"

"Stop talking, what kind of magic do you know," the knight said disdainfully.

(You are really helpless)

Arthur sneered to himself and took out his lightsaber from his backpack. "By the way, Master: There is one more discovery."

"Ah, you picked it up? Didn't it break down?" the knight asked in surprise.

"Looks yes, sir." Arthur clenched his lightsaber and turned it on. The blade of light shot out from the hilt, and the entire room was instantly illuminated with green light.

However, the knight was not satisfied: "What's wrong with this pitifully short blade? It's a third shorter than the original!"

"I think, this is what the young master said [falls broken]." Arthur pretended to be stupid and said calmly, "I'd better take it to the workshop to fix it."

"No, no, that's it!" The knight quickly stopped and said, "Well, you hide it, sell it and dismantle it as you like. Then he told the workshop that my sword was lost in battle. Well. I just want a more powerful lightsaber, and I'll find a way to apply for it."

"But Master, this sword can still be used------"

"This kind of cheap stuff can't even pierce a dragon scale, and even if I can use it, I don't want it!" the knight roared.

(What a liar.)

Arthur was silent for a moment, obedient on the surface, but secretly happy: "...Understood, young master. That's it. I'll go to the workshop tomorrow morning to report the loss."

"Just understand, you dead brain. You can go back to rest." The knight said.

Two hours later, in a small dormitory. This spare dormitory is arranged for those lower-level servants who are useless and can become knights' followers. Double room, very narrow and poor living conditions, but without the supervision of other knights, lived very freely.

The boy was fiddling with machinery on the slightly dirty bed.

He assembles the lightsaber he deceived back with the extra iron cavalry parts. The parts of the lightsaber have been disassembled, polished, reassembled, and have been remodeled. No one would know that this was originally an armament allocated by the Knights of the North. .

"Stealing a knight's sword is a capital crime. Can you really do it?" a voice said suddenly.

Arthur was shocked, his heart stopped beating for a beat, he suddenly turned his head to look: "Lancelot? Don't sneak up behind your back to be scary!"

"Come out? I've been watching you work for almost an hour behind you!" said the blond boy named Lancelot, "You're so focused that you don't even notice I'm standing behind you. Is this the usual Arthur?"

Arthur looks back at his roommate and child. His beautiful blond hair and handsome face are incompatible with his servant's costume, and those who don't know it may think that this is a young man who is dressed as a servant and wanders in the knights.

Comparing such a handsome young man with the plain-looking Arthur, Arthur is simply ashamed. However, it was precisely because this young man was so handsome that no knight dared to use him after he bought it from the slave market. The knights were deeply afraid that this young man was some kind of troubled royal palace nobleman. Get into trouble. Therefore, Lancelot has been miserably doing all kinds of errands in the Knights. He earns less salary than Asher, and I don't know how many years of hard work will be required to redeem himself.

Arthur sighed, and he said to his friend in a deep voice: "This is very important to me, this is the first time I really have a lightsaber."

"Stolen it back?" Lancelot said disdainfully.

"That's what Richard said he didn't want to." Arthur defended his crime, "Just think I'm recycling."

Lancelot sneered, his white teeth almost blinding Arthur's eyes: "Strange, Richard? That miser?"

All the blond boy had in mind was the scene where the knight slapped Arthur on the face. Would such a person be generous? unless the sun rises in the west.

"Humph." Arthur disagreed. He held the light saber in his hand, and the light blade shot out from the hilt.

"What is this? The deadly short blade... is broken?" Lancelot asked in confusion.

"You take it and see." Arthur released his hand, and the blade of the lightsaber disappeared. He handed the hilt to his friend.

Lancelot hesitated.

"Just take it, and I didn't tell you to wave it!" Arthur urged.

"Okay." Lancelot reluctantly held the sword, and the light blade shot out again. But the length is much longer. This is the normal length.

"What's going on here?"

"It's normal. It seems that any photon weapon I have in my hand will make the weapon less effective," Arthur said.

"It's like a curse." Lancelot said, he knew that his friend's body was special, but he never knew Arthur's body would be so special: "Even so, you still think you Do you have what it takes to be a swordsman?"

Arthur sneered in disapproval: "The length of the sword is actually similar. If you are flexible, you can get close to the enemy and make a fatal blow~IndoMTL.com~ Even a short sword is enough. The existing photon light armor is theoretically not available. Anything that can withstand the vertical thrust of the lightsaber tip, and wearing photon heavy armor will make people's movements cumbersome and difficult to dodge attacks. Therefore, knights wearing heavy and heavy armor will never win with light and flexible equipment swordsman."

Lancelot shook his head disdainfully, his golden bangs fluttering cheerfully in mid-air: "That's just a theory. Who really isn't afraid of death and goes to war without wearing any armor?"

To pursue speed without ignoring defense power is to play with your life.

"It takes courage to do great things," Arthur defended.

"In my opinion you are just a desperate lunatic." Lancelot sarcastically.

Although crazy, for Arthur, that is the only chance to win, the only way to reverse the gap between him and ordinary people.

"You don't have to believe it. The usefulness of this theory will be proven to you one day." Arthur said stubbornly. Even if he justifies everything with great truth, he cannot hide his helplessness.

Lancelot didn't argue that Arthur's life was hard enough, don't try to break him down.

While the teenagers were still chatting, the alarm bell rang in the base.

"Looks like I'm going to stay up all night again tonight." Lancelot glanced at the blazing fire outside the window, and suddenly looked sleepy: "Vikings."

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