The Legend of Bimeng: The 186th Festival Goddess Sculpture

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The 186th Festival Goddess Sculpture

The emperor has expressed his opinion, what else can the perfect swordsman Kaliya, as a minister, say? He couldn't just say, "Emperor, you are wrong" in front of so many people, right?

In desperation, Kallia finally had no choice but to agree to send 500 champion knights, letting them take off their glorious champion armor and put on the armor of ordinary garrison troops to fight.

Although such a sneaky thing is not in line with the chivalry creed that the Perfect Sword Saint Kaliya has always adhered to, fortunately, this time it is not a bad thing after all. To exterminate the bandits entrenched on the borders of the empire and avenge the dead comrades, it is a glorious task after all, and it does not offend the reputation of the Champion Knights too much.

In addition, the emperor is indeed in trouble. In a place like that, if thousands of people are mobilized to kill, the military expenses for the round trip will be tens of thousands of gold coins. If something unexpected happens again, it will be great fun. He had to be laughed to death by the surrounding principalities, and the emperor couldn't afford to lose this person, so he had to use the ace unit of the Champion Knights. If he hadn't taken this into consideration, with the temper of Perfect Sword Master Kaliya, he would definitely not have agreed even if he was beaten to death.

So, the matter was settled like this. The fat man was anxious, but he didn't show it on his face. He still looked harmless with a smile. However, after the meeting was over, he ran to find his boss anxiously. The mage told what happened in detail, and then said nervously: "Grandpa, the Champion Knights are not easy to mess with. Can you tell little Stephen to evacuate there quickly? Stop bothering!"

"Alas!" The old mage smiled bitterly and sighed: "You are wrong. What you should worry about now is not little Stephen, but the troops of the Champion Knights! Why did the emperor send them out? What? Isn’t this a sheep entering a tiger’s mouth?”

"Huh?" When the fat man heard this, he was immediately dumbfounded and said hurriedly: "No, little Stephen can still handle 500 knights of the Champion Knights? Have you forgotten that Sven's group of barbarians have left?"

"No!" The old mage shook his head and said: "Sven or not, they are all the same. Little Stephen's strength alone in the Fearless Castle can completely wipe out the lone Champion Knights! Alas, it seems that I have to fight This old face advised him hard not to let him touch the Champion Knights, which is the lifeblood of the empire!"

"No, is that kid already so perverted?" The fat man was immediately dumbfounded.

"You just know that?" The old mage shook his head helplessly, and then said: "Okay, don't worry about this matter, I will handle it!"

"Yes!" Fatty agreed hurriedly, and then left quickly.

After sending the fat man away, the old mage did not dare to delay. He hurried to the castle to find Lao Xie who was giving lessons to the monsters. He took him to a quiet place and said: "The latest news, the empire is going to dispatch the most elite troops. The Champion Knights are here to destroy you, and they will arrive in about two months!"

"Champion Knights?" After all, Lao Xie has stayed here for more than ten years and is very familiar with the situation here. Naturally, he knows this well-known army. After all, this is the army that controls the country known as the Griffin Kingdom!

He was stunned when he heard that he had provoked this army, and then he couldn't help but said strangely: "As for that? Ask the Champion Knights to go to the Great Gobi to suppress bandits? Can the Perfect Sword Saint Kaliya agree?"

"His Majesty the Emperor spoke in person, can't he agree?" The old mage rolled his eyes at him, and then said: "As for the reason for sending them out, that's even simpler. Don't even think about it, your kid will be killed in one go. With 2,000 border guards, can the higher-ups not be angry? Don’t think you’re complacent because you can’t get a large force from this poor place. Now they’re just going to be big and dispatch the Champion Knights.”

"How many people are here?" Lao Xie said in a weak tone. After all, the Champion Knights were famous, and even his arrogance had its limits. He knew that he would definitely not be able to defeat more than two thousand Champion Knights, so he softened his tone.

However, when the old mage said that only 500 people were coming, Lao Xie suddenly became arrogant again and said disdainfully: "Hey, I thought how many people came, only 500? Not enough for me to deal with!"

"Get out of here!" The old mage became anxious upon hearing this, and scolded directly: "I can allow you to run wild, but there must be a limit to your waffling? The Champion Knights are the cornerstone of the kingdom, if you dare to touch They are nothing but a hair, so be careful that I am not done with you!”

"Hey, hey, can you please be reasonable? Now they are coming to trouble me?" Lao Xie said immediately dissatisfied.

"Stop talking nonsense, when did the people of the Stephen family ever tell the truth? If your kid were to be reasonable, would you still rob the Augustus family's shop for no reason?" The old mage curled his lips in disdain, and then said: "Our family only Recognize your strength. If you can't beat me now, you must listen to me. In short, even if you give up everything here, I won't allow you to touch the Champion Knights! As for the rest, I don't care at all!"

"Haha!" Lao Xie was happy when he heard this, because this was what he liked the most, so he just laughed and said: "Okay, you are very powerful now, I will listen to you, this Champion Knights I You can’t move, but I have conditions!”

"What are the conditions? Tell me!" the old mage said.

"I want refined iron, one hundred thousand catties, you can transport it from behind for me!" Lao Xie said with a smile.

"Damn, I can give you one hundred thousand kilograms of fine iron, but do you know how many gold coins and magic stones it will cost to transport this thing from the imperial capital?" The old mage couldn't help shouting: "Besides, you are here right now They are about to be wiped out by the Champion Knights. Why do you want to give them as trophies? ”

"I have my own use for fine iron. As for the Champion Knights, you don't have to worry. I promise to let them go back helplessly!" Lao Xie said with a smile.

"Do you have this ability?" The old mage couldn't help but asked strangely: "I can tell you, this Champion Knights are not the rabble under Tianfeng Shirojiro. In addition to being powerful and well-equipped, they The most terrifying thing is their tacit cooperation and fearless spirit of sacrifice. Many powerful legions have been defeated by these knights who are willing to die for the sake of honor. Let's put it this way, the 500 champion knights led by the perfect swordsman Kaliya. They can definitely compete with Sven and his 300 Berserkers, you must not underestimate them!"

"As long as the Perfect Sword Saint Kalia is not leading the team in person this time, I will naturally have a way to force them away without hurting them!" Lao Xie said with a smile.

"Of course Kalia will not take action personally. After all, you are just a bandit who just appeared, and you are not qualified to alert a sword master like him." The old mage said, "However, if you can really kill them safely, If you are forced to go back, I will suffer some losses and just ask the caravan at the family border to send you 100,000 catties of refined iron!"

Lao Xie knew that he was reluctant to part with the shipping fee, but since he could get the fine iron, he didn't care how it came from it. Anyway, he still had the stock in hand, so it didn't matter later. So he agreed: "Okay, it's a deal!"

"Yes!" The old mage nodded and was about to turn around when he was stopped by Lao Xie: "Wait a minute, come here!"

With that said, he took the old mage to the square, then pointed at the goddess statue in the square and said, "Look, does this statue look familiar?"

"Ah!" When the old mage saw it, he suddenly remembered it and said hurriedly: "Isn't this exactly the same as that mithril sculpture? I said why did the sculpture look familiar when I first looked at it, but it turns out that the problem is here Huh? Strange, why are these two sculptures the same? ”

"You ask me? Who am I asking?" Lao Xie said angrily: "It seems that you are the one who should answer this question, right? Didn't you say you were checking information last time? What did you find?"

“I only found that this sculpture is the statue of the Elf Goddess, the ancestor **** of the Star Elves. According to records, almost all elves’ temples will enshrine her statues, but the shape of the statues in each temple is different. The same thing. The statue of the sun elf shows the goddess moving during the day, and the moon elf shows the goddess moving at night. As for the star elf, it seems to be there at all times, but it is very complicated. But there is one thing that is strange to me. According to the information, there are at least hundreds of goddess statues enshrined by the star elves, but none of them are the same as that mithril statue. I thought my sense of familiarity was an illusion, but unexpectedly I found the source of familiarity here. ”

"If that's the case, then I think there might be some kind of connection between them!" Lao Xie guessed.

"I feel the same way!" the old mage also said.

"Then let's go check it out!" Lao Xie said, and took the old mage to the pool in the center of the square.

Looking at it from a distance, Lao Xie had not noticed anything about this statue. Now that he had walked in and looked carefully, he was surprised to find out how big the statue was. The height of tens of meters is really no joke. Even Lao Xie's burly figure standing in front of this sculpture was as small as an ant. Lao Xie had to raise his head high to barely look at it. Sculpted upper body.