"Is it really okay for you to transfer St. George Ascalon like that?"

As a part-time supervisor, Sandler followed the team of the 11th Roundtable of the Imperial Sword Knights. While searching for Heisen on the plain, he asked Larry: "As far as I know, the prototype of the heroic treasure created by the Alliance is his magic sword "Not Famous Fire" that has produced a mutated one? Can you let such an important person wander around?"

"It was just borrowing from the composition of the sword. And only the Great Sage knew the mystery, and even St. George himself only had a slight understanding of it."

Larry said indifferently.

Of course, transferring St. George and giving him a vacation is also his own selfish intention.

Larry hopes that St. George can always maintain his upright knightly heart. It is better for him, the old guy who is about to retire, to do something like the current situation where he will get dirty when waving his sword to his former companions.

"…St. George is so lucky to have a sir like you."

Sandler looked at the expression on the middle-aged man's face and couldn't help but smile a little lonely.

He once wanted to join the Imperial Sword Knights, but unfortunately he was not selected because of his lack of strength.

After gaining a considerable degree of strength, he became the mainstay of the Knights. It was not until the Knights were almost wiped out in a war that he was incorporated into the Knights' Funeral, and he was completely lost to the shadows and could no longer get to the sun...

"If you want, I can apply to the above to see if I can bring you as a guest knight."

Larry laughed. He was extremely heroic.

"Let's talk about it then." Sandler shook his head slightly. He didn't think it would be so easy for him to let people go.

Suddenly he noticed a familiar aura, suddenly raised his head, and looked alert.

This great plain was once a prosperous and magnificent city in the Night Demon era, but it was later destroyed by war and eventually gradually became a grassland. However, thousands of years have not completely destroyed all traces of civilization. There are still many ruins in the wilderness, and some lucky soldiers can still pick up valuable antiques in the ruins.

But at this time, these ruins became obstacles to search.

"What's wrong? Are there any enemies?" Larry saw Sandler's movements and raised his hand, made a still gesture to the surrounding knights, and then asked softly.

Although it is still in the sphere of influence of the human coalition, the attacks of the small group of Abyss Demon have never stopped, so it is not impossible to encounter the enemy.

Besides, Sandler is a hero known for his bowing skills. In terms of insight and perception, no one of the knights present should be able to compare with him. It is normal for Larry to be careful when he sees his expression as if he is facing a great enemy.

"It's Heisen...I've fought with him once." Sandler replied softly.

At this time, a figure also jumped onto a broken wall more than three meters high in the distance, looking down at them from a high place.

After only one day, the festering on Heisen's face became even worse, but he got an eye mask from where he had no idea, covering his eyeball that was about to fall out of his eye socket. At the same time, he was wearing a black cloak, and a long scarf of the same blackness was wrapped around his neck. The corners of the cloak were whistled under the cold wind, and the scarf danced wildly. With the purple machete on his hand, he looked unexpectedly majestic.

Sandler's face turned gloomy, and he began to doubt whether it was a very wrong decision to let Heisen go yesterday.

As the holder of the heroic treasure, he could sense that the machete in Heisen's hand, the cloak on his body, and the scarf on his neck were all heroic treasures!

Is it the treasure that the hero lost while fighting the abyss demon, or the treasure that he snatched by killing the hero?

Sandler took a deep breath.

If it is the latter, it will be really troublesome.

——Hisen’s perspective—

My whole body was in a scorching pain, as if something was about to drill out of my lungs.

However, the weapons seized from the demon, as well as the cloak and scarf, were unexpectedly useful, which relieved his pain a lot.

The eye without a blindfold was already blurred when he saw things, but fortunately, while his vision was seriously deteriorating, his hearing and smell began to become stronger, which did not affect the battle.

"...I have killed so many demons... Even if I return to Stein now... I will definitely be regarded as a hero..."

A few of my teeth were loose and I felt a little air leaking when I spoke, but this was not a big deal.

I felt a little drowsy in my head, and I seemed to have forgotten a lot of things, but I just need to remember the most important thing.

"It's still a little bit, it's still a little bit..."

After becoming stronger, my hearing senses sensed to the person coming from afar.

The number is about twenty people, and the strength is unknown.

He stood up, pulled out his machete, jumped up with the help of the cloak, standing on the wreckage of the wall more than three meters high, looking down at the visitors.

Sure enough, I couldn't see the other person clearly, but I could clearly feel the hostility overflowing from the other person's body.

So, is it the enemy?

Since we have identified the enemy, there is no need to continue to look at us.

The power of the cloak wrapped around Hesen's whole body, just as the wind god gave him a pair of wings, making him swept across the plain like a gust of wind, and he was approaching the people of the Imperial Sword Knights in just a few breaths.

Sandler, who had been through the battle formation, immediately pulled his bow and shot the arrow. The power of the Bird of Prairie was undoubtedly revealed at this moment. The arrow turned into flowing light and flew directly towards Heisen.

This distance, this speed, can be avoided!

With his physique far beyond humans, Heisen lightly dodged the moment when the arrow of the Bird of Paradise was about to hit him!

But Sandler's arrows were not ordinary arrows, but were shot through the treasure Bird of Bliss, and they were sure to win.

So after the arrow flew past Heisen's ear, he suddenly turned without warning and shot towards Heisen's back!

Seeing that Chihisen was about to kill, the scarf between his neck suddenly started to squirm like a living thing. Both ends of the scarf made movements similar to catching the blade with empty hands, and cut off the arrow!

The muscles on Heisen's face were twisted and he seemed to have a smile. As he approached the knights, he waved his machete.

The knights have extremely rich combat experience and have already prepared enchant shields.

However, under the blade of the purple machete, the shield that even the mountain giant could defend against the heavy punches of the mountain giants was easily cut into two like a piece of paper!

"Don't underestimate me, I'm ____." Hesen's voice was mixed with hissing sounds of wind, but he stopped halfway through his speech.

I am...who is here?

Seizing this opportunity, Sandler shot another arrow, but was knocked away by Heisen.

"No... I must go back! I must go back to her! She..."

Wait, who is she...?

As if all the strength in his body was drained, Heisen's face was filled with shock and loss, and he fell to the ground without warning.

Sandler opened his bow and the arrow was straight at Heisen, who was so close to him.

"sorry……"

He said softly.

He loosened his hand that held Jianyu and the arrow shot towards Heisen's forehead.

At this moment, a dark red light shot out from the slant, completely destroying the arrow and turning it into ashes.

Then, the man's voice came from afar.

"Cut that arrow, 'Notfamous Fire'!"

"St. George, what are you doing!" Larry's scolding sounded.

But more of them were other knights' warning and questioning words. The object of the words was not St. George, but a young man suddenly appeared beside Heisen at some point.

"It's rude, I still have some important things to deal with now."

Four triangular force field walls isolated Heisen from it. Siwei saluted these heroes of the mythological era with a kind smile: "So I can only say goodbye to this, and I hope there is still a chance to meet."

"Wait a minute, who are you and what is the purpose of doing this!"
Chapter completed!