Chapter 267 Chapter 120. The Knights of the Holy Grail arrive at the border
Between the setting sun and the afterglow, the farmers lie down among the hills, the knights hold their chests and kneel on both sides of the road, and the nobles and rich people stand in the center, Welcome the knights coming from afar.
There is also the fifteenth Holy Grail Knight, Clayber Frankel Perkins.
The knights were so excited that they looked at the hybrid dragon horseback exuding an aura of power and faith, like the immortal legendary Holy Grail Knight.
Their ancestors grew up listening to the legend of the Knight of the Holy Grail, their father listened, they listened too, and so will their descendants in the future.
"Lord Perkins." The lord of the Wave Collar, Batov Raymond in a robe, greeted him respectfully. "When the rat people learned of your arrival, they withdrew from the border in fear. I have prepared a plan for the soldiers in the castle. A grand welcome banquet."
"You don't have to be so polite, Bartov, your father was once my subordinate."
Wearing Todd's armor, sitting on the back of a hybrid dragon. Like a dwarf giant, Kleb Frankel Perkins signaled the chief mage to take off to investigate.
Batov Raymond said movedly: "My father often mentioned his life in the Knights during his lifetime."
"He died? When?"
"It's been several years, because I fell off the back of a lizard beast when I was young, leaving behind stubborn diseases..."
The chief mage fell back to the ground: "The Wave Territory has not been invaded, and the plague is blocked by the border wall, over there There are tens of thousands of rat people."
"That's not all! I saw that the rat people have at least one city-state population!"
"Don't worry, Bartov. "This is why we are here." The Holy Grail Knight tilted his head and told the knights, "Send out half of the rat killers. I want not to see a rat killer on the city wall before nightfall."
Shen Jing. The knights divided into half in an orderly manner, kicked up dust and rushed towards the border wall,
Kleiber Frankel Perkins took off his dark gold visor, revealing a resolute face under his graying brown hair.
"I still remember that time Raymond bravely jumped on the back of the lizard beast to protect his companion who was about to be trampled... He was good." The Holy Grail Knight remembered him fondly.
The ceremonial team opened the way, and the Holy Grail Knight followed Lord Bartov to the distant castle. The nobles and rich people couldn't wait to follow, then the knights who longed for the Holy Grail, and finally, the farmers raised their heads from the soil.
In the castle banquet hall, magic lamps and candlesticks make the hall look like daylight. The Knight of the Holy Grail is sitting in the main seat, with Lord Bartov next to him, then the chief mage, the captain of the knights, and finally the nobles and A rich man and a young and promising knight. The maids carried silver dinner plates and placed them on the long table, their eyes lingering on the burly bodies of the knights.
The rare and sumptuous dishes are no different from those in the royal capital. The wine glasses are clashing, the aroma of meat is flowing, and the atmosphere becomes warm.
Kleb Frankl Perkins fits every description of the legendary Knight of the Holy Grail: steadfast, loyal, approachable, and with a sense of humor.
After receiving the instruction, the genius knight of the Wave Leader asked him excitedly: "How can I become a Knight of the Holy Grail!"
"Guess?"
"Uh. ...Abide by the creed, be loyal to the royal family, protect the human race, and have pious beliefs..." After finishing speaking, the young knight saw the encouragement of the Holy Grail Knight and continued: "Burn ratmen, demons, and vampires with angry flames, and keep exercising... ”
“A little bit of charm and luck will do the trick.”
Kleb Frankl Perkins grinned: "Originally, only one of Lowell and I would become the Knight of the Holy Grail. He is better and stronger than me, but Lowell is too ugly, and his temper As bad as his appearance was, he was kicked out by the priest."
Only the ignorant rich people were laughing - they didn't know that Lowell was a legendary warrior.
As the glasses were exchanged, the sound of metal clanking came from outside the corridor. The knight whose armor was stained with blood came to the banquet hall carrying a ball of dirty fur.
"Sir, we drove away the ratmen outside the city wall and captured a ratman priest."
The putrid smell of the ratmen washed away the fragrance in the banquet hall, and there was no trace of it. One dares to frown. The group of rat priests who were still cursing sharply saw Perkins and screamed: "You actually let the Holy Grail Knight come because of us!"
Perkins held the wine glass: "Rat man thing, stop your ridiculous schemes. I have seen all the schemes of Stun Rat... You should have an elder hiding behind? I thought You went north to find your little horned rat. It seems that you want to lead the clan?"
Perkins, who has dealt with the rat people for hundreds of years, had no intention of letting the rat priest speak, so he asked the knight to take it. Imprisoned: "It can help us silence the mouths of those nobles."
The knights exited the banquet hall, and Lord Bartov praised the knights for their bravery.
“The Violet Kingdom can’t even defeat these things?” the chief mage scolded arrogantly.
"The border soldiers next door can't even hold up their swords. It's normal for them to run away when they see rat men." Lord Bartov said with disdain.
The dinner lasted until late at night. Perkins picked up the warhammer and asked the nobles who were already tired but were forced to accompany him to rest. He said to the young knights: "Let's go to the border for a tour. Boys, Follow me if you want!"
Lord Bartov showed surprise and hesitation: "Is this okay, Lord Holy Grail Knight?"
"This is what the Eighth Holy Grail Knight taught me. It's a wall and a teacher. We have to protect them and teach them. '" Perkins imitated the old voice of the Holy Grail Knight: "I don't like to be nosy as much as him, but it doesn't matter if I let these little guys follow. .”
The Holy Grail Knight led the excited young people out of the castle and passed through the sleeping village.
The village was unexpectedly quiet without any barking dogs.
“Your arrival allows the villagers to finally have a good sleep.” Lord Bartov, who followed, said.
Stepping onto the barren farmland, he said that because of fear of being contaminated by the plague, the wheat fields had been harvested in advance and handed over to the logistics officer of the Knights.
Continuing forward, the team suddenly saw a dying old man lying on the edge of a field.
"Master Knight..."
With a withered hand reaching out to the Holy Grail Knight, Lord Bartov exclaimed: "Where are you beggars? Get away!"
Perkins said nothing and looked at the chief mage.
"He is hopeless." The mage said.
Perkins squatted next to the old man, like a dark golden city wall, listening to the last words of the old man with squirming lips:
"Run away..."
Cloudy eyes lose their luster.
Perkins clenched the warhammer, stood up and said to his chief mage: "I suddenly had a bad premonition..."
As the chief mage of the epic, he releases advanced prophecy. , star-like light spots sprinkled around: "No conspiracy or danger found."
"No... call everyone!"
(End of this chapter)