Chapter 156: Ruling Sword (3)

Roger Reid came back by teleporting the magic circle, which was engraved in his study, usually hidden. The teleportation circle is not the color of the bad street. The magic spar and the ink used to draw the lines are not ordinary products. Therefore, there is not much in the capital city of the Baihua Kingdom.
The above was told by Roger Reid, a newly-made teacher, to Tang Cuo.
But Roger Reed was not in a hurry to start classes for Tang Cuo. Old William purchased food and returned. He not only bought a basket of vegetables and meat, but also brought back three exquisite small cakes.
Tang Cuo saw Roger Reid's slightly stiff expression, and the familiar movement of old William when he replaced the cake with a delicate disk and put a small cat's claw and a silver spoon.
The distinguished monitor, His Excellency Roger Reed, not only loves cats, but also likes to eat sweets.
The three pieces of cake naturally also have Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng's share. The two were fortunate to taste the local celebrity food in the Baihua Kingdom, which had to wait in line for a long time. The taste was really good.
Jin Cheng looked at Roger Reed and Tang Cuo. He thought he was a mentor and apprentice. He then took two bites of the cake symbolically and pushed it to Tang Cuo, "You eat it for me, I don't like sweets. Such a good cake, don't waste it."
Tang Cuomian accepted it with difficulty.
Dinner is mushroom pancake, foie gras, beef stew, lily soup, and a seasonal vegetable, the leafy vegetable of Baihua Kingdom. The dishes are not many, but the beauty is beautiful.
Old William even put a bottle of freshly cut flowers from the backyard on the dining table, and gave a special napkin to the Charles II family, which was served with fragrant dried fish.
Undoubtedly, this is the best and most affectionate meal that Tang Cuo has eaten since he entered Yongye City. It is so good that people think they are here for vacation.
When the moon rose, Roger Reed broke this fantasy with his own hands.
"You still need an introductory trial. Theodore, you are already a knight, integrity, bravery, loyalty, is the basic character of a knight. In the past year, I am very happy to see from you Their shadow, but you still need a more basic thing-strength. Fighting is the best teacher. As a student of me, a member of the Ivy League, and a future arbiter, you should also know what you are guarding. What exactly is it."
The three stood on the terrace on the second floor. Roger Reed folded his hands on the cane and gazed calmly at the brightly lit capital.
At the end of the speech, he gently lifted the cane and focused on it, the magic circle began to spread from the tip of the stick, centering on 14 Hualing Street, radiating the whole city.
Wherever the aperture went, the house turned into ruins, a glazed lamp went out, and laughter and laughter came to an abrupt end. But for a moment, the fairytale kingdom of flowers became wasteland.
Only 14 Hualing Street was intact, the lights at the door were on, and Ren Wanfeng didn't shake at all.
"When the rose was still there, there were no flowers in the world. A thousand years ago, it was still a deserted place, because it was far away from the king of Tucha. It was poor and backward. When the sun went down, the earth would not light up. A lamp. Because the people here can’t even afford a minimal fish oil lamp, every day someone will starve to death, and most of the young and middle-aged people are sent to the province of Lockheed to repair the tomb of Louis XIV. ."
As he said, Roger Reid's voice was low, "The golden coffin in the mausoleum is the coffin of all the people. With the order of Louis XIV, every family must turn in a gold coin, all of which melted, creating the pure mouth. Golden coffin."
Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng both listened quietly without disturbing.
Roger Reid's voice lacks emotion because of coldness, but it is very suitable as a narration of history, especially when they face this waste land with their own eyes.
A gold coin may be the last straw to overwhelm the camel.
"Louis XIV's pursuit of eternal life angered God, but the destruction of the Tucha dynasty was not overnight. The rebel army was born from here and eventually returned here. What you see now is the battlefield of the final decisive battle, Louis X. The land of the four halves."
Suddenly, Tang Cuo thought of a word in his mind: people and gods resented each other.
Jin Cheng is more romantic, with hundreds of flowers on the waste soil, which sounds like a cruel beauty.
Tang Cuo asked: "Where is the body of Louis XIV?"
Roger Reid shook his head, "According to historical records, Louis XIV was defeated and set aside. He was punished by God on the way to retreat and eventually buried in a golden coffin. We all thought that the body was in his mausoleum. The mausoleum was not announced, but none of the craftsmen who built it came back. It was only recently that the Ivy League knew that the mausoleum was in the Locke Kingdom."
Thousands of years have passed and it has been extremely difficult for the Ivy League to restore history. Because the people in the early days of the dynasty were almost crazy, they wanted to erase the traces of the dynasty, and there were very few things left.
But Louis XIV died and another rose sect was born. Their ambitious desire to resurrect the rose and reappear the dark rule of the Tucha dynasty, which made the Ivy League up and down worried.
Centered, Roger Reed raised his cane and pointed to the waste in front of him, and said to Tang Cuo: "What you see now is the magical realm that my brother and I have built together according to the only words and phrases in the historical records. Every From 7 pm to 7 am the next day, the battle that year will be repeated here. Here you will be injured, but will not die, I will give you seven days to kill the rose."
Kill the rose.
Tangcuo was slightly cold. The current Duke and Roger Reed had high hopes for Theodore. They spent so much effort to hone him. I am afraid that in the future, once the rose is resurrected, someone can use that sword to kill the enemy.
But why is Theodore?
Tang Cuo thought of the title of this copy, his eyes could not help sweeping to the sword around his waist.
Roger Reid saw his movements, his tone slightly slowed down, with a hint of encouragement, "Sword of Verdict. This is the sword of the first generation of the White Knight Lord, Theodore, your brother gave him to you, This is a supreme glory and a burden."
Tang Cuo nodded, "Yes, His Excellency Roger Reed."
Perhaps it was dazzling. Tang Cuo seemed to smile when he saw Roger Reed, which was rare for this unsmiling monitor. But Tang Cuo did not explore, because the time was up.
"Go. I will show up at the right time, you just need to remember-no matter what time, there must be a heart that never goes back."
In the sound of Roger Reid's advice, Tangcuo walked out of 14 Hualing Street.
Jin Cheng had been standing by without talking, and when someone was gone, he smiled and looked at Roger Reed, asking, "Does the Supervisor have anything to say to me?"
Lancelot was just a bard. Roger Reed not only kept him here, but also made him listen to so many secrets, which was unreasonable.
Sure enough, Roger Reed said: "Celtic said, you refuse to join the Ivy League."
Oh, celtic Celtic. Jin Cheng remembered him, a member of the Ivy League office in the Principality of France, a very enthusiastic little knight. Listening to Roger Reid's meaning, Lancelot refused to join, and Jin Cheng was not good at random, so he nodded and said yes.
Roger Reid: "The Rose Sect will not let you go."
Jin Cheng: "It is true. I have blocked many things with Theodore. They will definitely start with me, but the minstrel loves freedom. I believe that even if I don’t join, I can still stand with the Ivy League, after all. I’m Theodore’s friend."
After hearing this, Roger Reed looked at him deeply, and Jin Cheng also looked at him generously. The two did not speak for a long time, until the voice of Jin Ge Iron Horse cut through the sky and suddenly came to the earth.
The two turned their heads together and saw that the war had already begun.
Wearing dark gold armor, holding a small round shield and a knight's sword, it was the Royal Guard of Louis XIV. This is a well-equipped team, the armor covers almost the whole body, even the face is covered, only a pair of eyes are exposed. The Black Knights of the Rose Sect followed this style.
In addition to these elite, there are heavy armored infantry with large shields, and archers in light outfits. At the center there are magicians protected by layers, red robe and black robe.
By comparison, the rebel army is a group of "unity."
Most of the people in this group don't even have a decent set of armor. This one is missing, the other one is missing, and the weapons in hand are also varied. The magician who was supposed to be protected even charged the trap like a knight, wielding a stick-like staff, which could be used to smash people when necessary, and the formation of the platoon looked unruly. All in all, it is one word, chaos.
But Jin Chengxing Wu was born and saw at a glance the "compactness" in this mess.
Obviously, there is no chance for the elite teachers to win the master. In an environment like the Dark Age, it is impossible to allow the rebels to conduct large-scale training, and when the resources of the entire dynasty are controlled by the noble forces, the civilians may not even be able to learn the words, let alone learn the delicate swordsmanship and magic.
Then turn it into zeros and fight street fighting.
First show the enemy is weak, use the chaos to confuse the opponent, and then use the intricate streets in the city to forcibly break up the opponent's neat team and drag it into the street battle. The rebels should be mostly civilians, and they have been in dark streets since childhood. They are familiar with this kind of terrain. In a group of three to five, they put cold arrows, knock on sap sticks, and spread medicine powder, and they are able to attack their weaknesses by enlarging their advantages and attacking the enemy’s shortcomings, even if they cannot narrow the gap in equipment and strength.
Jin Cheng is a good player in street fighting. He also has a nickname "Street Fighter", and he will not mention it anyway.
At this moment, Roger Reid said again, "You can do it without joining, as long as you don't succumb to the darkness, the door of the Ivy League will always be open for you. But I hope you can do one thing."
Jin Cheng: "What?"
Roger Reid: "Written a poem for the heroes of the past and sang it throughout the Sicilian continent."
"Ding!"
"Congratulations to the player for triggering the belief system!"
The sudden system prompt sound made Jin Cheng stunned. He then kept the proper doubts and blinked quickly with Roger Reid, bringing up the system panel.
"It is my honor to write a psalm for the heroes. I will do my best to let them spread as soon as possible. But can you tell me that the purpose of this is related to the Rose Sect?"
"Yes. The Rose sect continues to develop the congregation in the dark, and ordinary people know very little about them or even the existence of the rose. We need to prepare in advance to expose the evil deeds of the rose."
Jin Cheng understands that directly exposing evil deeds will inevitably cause panic, but he will not sing the heroic deeds. It can not only earn a wave of tears, but also make everyone wary of roses, so as not to be easily fooled.
Thinking about it, Jin Cheng also saw the belief system. It is added under the column of [Character], which is called "the power of faith", and is currently 0.
The main task has also been updated.
【Yueyin Kingdom】
Fifth Ring: Sword of Verdict
Main line: Collect 10,000 points of faith in seven days. Current progress: 010000