The Undead Knight?

Everyone present focused their eyes on Roland, and saw her holding a dark sword half as tall as a normal person in both hands. The thick darkness enveloped this ancient and heavy weapon.

Apart from that weapon, the short-sized boy had nothing to feel unpleasant.

However, the unnatural angry expression on Roland's face also shocked everyone, especially the Knight mentors.

"Huh?" The demon clan Roland looked carefully and felt a little regretful for his wrong judgment; "The mistake... it turned out to be the fallen Dark Knight, and I thought it was the Dead Knight."

Looking at Roland with a crazy look, Ed immediately thought of the berserker unique to the Arctic Crystal.

When stimulated by external forces, it will become violent. Whether it is power or martial arts, it will achieve a qualitative improvement in a short period of time. However, the consequence of doing so is to damage the body, so a real berserker is extremely short-lived.

The knight mentors expected that this young man would be an extremely rare berserker.

"Haha..." Twisted his waist, the rotating sword cut the three synthetic beasts that had finally pounced on him into pieces with a whirlwind. The splashing blood stained Roland's pale face with a dazzling blood dizziness, and it also added a sluggish breath.

His eyes turned, and his gray-black eyes stared at the burly man, as if he had already used him as his next target of attack.

"I said it earlier, telling you not to cause trouble, Wells." The purple-skinned demon clan had gloating in his sarcastic tone.

Realizing that the boy who suddenly became crazy seemed to have the intention to attack him, Wells, who was panicked, rushed to his companion; "Save me! Tika, I can't move the fear technique."

"Why... I have to save you idiot. Have you seen it? That's the legendary berserker, a real berserker. A crazy warrior who will never stop until he kills his enemies. If you don't have a blood sacrifice, he will not wake up." Before hiding his figure, the purple-skinned demon clan looked at Roland with a meaningful look with a deep impression on him, and a smile that was not easy to detect was raised on the corner of his mouth.

"Safe, Wells, I will bring your death back to Elder North. However, I believe he is more interested in the Fallen Knight of the Berserker than your death."

"No!!!!"

Watching his companion leave without any mercy, Wells shouted in despair.

Seeing that Roland's sword was about to slash on his body, he cut out a quick figure from the side, blocking this fatal blow.

"Usina, spiritual inspiration. Saru, purifying light." The elf knight with shoulder-length hair blocked Roland's attack with a long sword emitting silver light. He ordered without looking back. The red-haired beauty Usina and the warrior Saru immediately understood it.

"Goddess of kindness, give the halo of holy, and drive away all the power of darkness. Dissipate, darkness, retreat, darkness, in the name of Tillian, the goddess of light and the sun, all unclean evil, purify!!"

The elf warrior with long light golden hair pulled out the thin sword from his waist and stood across his chest, chanting the prayer of the goddess of light in a light voice.

In an instant, crystal white mist immediately appeared in the entire village.

"Follow the call of the soul, lost consciousness, please follow my guidance and return to your own body." The body glowed with prayer, and Usina's already beautiful appearance became even more unsightly to look directly. She gently stroked Roland's forehead with her hands as if she had a layer of silver.

Feeling huge pressure, Roland tried to turn around and attack the woman who suddenly approached him. Izhak, who noticed her intention, immediately freed up his left hand and grabbed Roland's neck.

"ah!!!!"

The scorching light hit into his body, and Roland screamed and fell to the ground, and the big sword in his hand disappeared without a trace the moment it was thrown out.

"Huh... I finally calmed down."

Usina breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Roland, who was already lying on the ground without movement, with indescribable fatigue.

Mental comfort consumed too much energy, and this was not something that could be made up for just a night's sleep.

Who is this child...?

The power of darkness in her body was endless, which actually made her, the most famous Holy Light Prayer Master in the Holy Capital, consume the magic energy that had been stored for several years.

It's human, but the body has neither temperature nor heartbeat.

It's called the dead, but it still preserves the mind and spirit.

"What's wrong, Itzhak?" Seeing him staring at his palm in a daze, Usina was puzzled.

"Woman..." When the moment of fighting just now, when his hands pinched the neck of the boy, the smooth skin covered by the excessively slender skeleton did not have the most obvious characteristic of men - Adam's apple.

"Ah?!" Usina hurriedly walked up to her body that had fallen to the ground and turned over to check it carefully. Sure enough, there was no Adam's apple.

"This..." Looking at Yizhak's extremely ugly face, Usina certainly understood the reason why he was unhappy.

The knight dogma is that it is never allowed to use force against women, regardless of whether the other party is an enemy or not.

How could Izhak, who is strictly self-disciplined, allow him to make such mistakes? He is a model of the respect of the Knights of the Saint Capital, and can be regarded as a living knight dogma.

"How to deal with her?" Saru took his sword and returned to the sheath and asked about Roland's disposal.

"Bring Estoni back, and His Majesty the Emperor personally decided to take it." Withdrawing the gaze that was staying on Roland, Yizhak turned and walked towards the knight mentor Ed who was lying on the ground.

"Hey? It's just a fallen knight. There's no need to be so serious. His Majesty the Emperor is busy with all his life, so he has no time to deal with such a small matter..." Usina didn't understand. Isn't it just a fallen knight, so it's so serious? They are tracing Feng Yu's whereabouts. Why did he go back like this? The emperor would be furious.

"There is no need to continue chasing. You should have heard the words of the demon clan just now. North is the highest commander of the demon clan in the Arctic Crystal. Feng Yu must have been taken away by them. Instead of continuing to wander around like a headless fly, it is better to bring this mysterious girl back to the capital. I think... her origin will never be less shocking than the loss of Feng Yu." Extending his hand, Yizhak recited the healing prayer lightly, and the slightly lit poison removal technique immediately cleaned up the poison on Aide's back.

"Thank you..." Aide stood up with the help of Tiros, watching the three people who packed Roland away, and looked around at the chaotic scene. He understood that this spring freshman assessment was completely completed.

There were twelve people killed or injured in total. When they returned to Dem City, they would definitely be scolded by the old stubborn people in the Senate again.

"Wait a minute... where are you going to take Roland?" Darcy chased after him, watching Yizhak throw Roland on the back of the earth dragon they placed outside the village, and couldn't help asking.

This young man who is as gentle as the sun always makes people unable to let go of it.

Especially with him, he also had a powerful elf power that made him feel familiar but frightened.

"Is her name Roland... Don't worry, we won't hurt her." Looking back at the half-elves with a worried face, Yitzhak pulled the reins, and amid the hissing, the three riders and the three dragons left with dust.

"Don't you really want to go to Dem City with that man named Roland, Cru. Why is he retreating now?" The half-elf saber turned around, not understanding why Cru, who was determined to pester the young knight, did not speak out now.

"Izhak Van Estoni, with this knight here, you don't have to worry about Roland's safety at all." Cru shook his head and signaled that Darcy didn't need to worry about Roland's safety.

Even without the famous sword "Elf Light", he could still recognize this famous mixed-race elf at a glance.

"What did you say... Golden Rose - Holy Light? Why did the Paladin, the most trusted Paladin, come to this wild mountain village in person?" Looking at the forest where there was only the smoke and dust that gradually dissipated, Darcy could not determine whether what he had just heard was true.

"Darcy, as a half-elves, you should know the power of the elf on that knight better than me. Such a powerful aura, besides the paladin who serves the goddess of light, who else can have such a strong aura? And among the eleven paladins today, how many of them are half-elves?

Okay, I know that boy has an inexplicable attraction. But don't forget that we are all being chased by others. It's better not to get involved in any strange troubles. Safe arrival at Dem is the only thing we can do at the moment." Ryan patted the half-elf's shoulder and signaled that he didn't need to care too much about the pair of black boys, after all, they were taken away by the Church of Light, so there was no need to worry too much.

Because Yitzhak and others talked very little, the people around them didn't notice that they had revealed Roland's true gender.
Chapter completed!