Chapter 202 Nata's Choice

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Chapter 202 Nata's Choice

As dusk wore on, the town of Paarl seemed quieter than usual.

The scale of the town is small, basically any important news will spread among the people within a few hours. By supper time, the story of what had happened this afternoon was already in the streets.

Among the noisy words in the tavern, people were most moved by those scouts who had been ridiculed by them—who would have imagined that... a group of "minions" who they regarded as hard training all day could have such powerful strength?

There were also many people trembling secretly in the corner, because they had laughed at these scouts face to face, and now they were all worried that the other party would swing the long sword at their heads...

Many people were injured in the afternoon battle, but the final result was that no one died, so the atmosphere in the tavern seemed very relaxed. While people were guessing the identity of the enemy, another topic that was talked about more was about " Knights Templar".

Up to now, "Templar Knight" has been linked with the three words "looking good", and has become a special term for mutual ridicule and sarcasm in wine shops.

And these "righteous masters" who always appeared in the tavern in the past, it seems that there is no accident today, as if they disappeared collectively, and none of them showed up.

"The group of scouts has already organized their team. If we let us charge on horseback, we will definitely not be inferior to them!"

"We were completely caught off guard, no one thought of such a thing!"

In the dormitory of the temple guards, the unyielding words represented their resentment at the moment.

They have already heard the discussion in the tavern. People's "disdain" for the temple guards and "admiration" for the scouts are in stark contrast to the previous ones. What's more, they shouted that they were blind before thinking that these saints The temple guards are the guardians of the village...

In short, there are a lot of ugly words. The former staunch supporters have collectively turned black at this time. It is no wonder that these temple guards are happy.

But after this happened, there was really no reason to reason: how do commoners understand the power of puppets? They only look at the result, not the process - who killed the puppet, and who was driven away by the puppet, this is an undeniable fact.

"Your Bishop and His Excellency didn't send us here to be humiliated, I'm going to find Roddy..."

A guy with a young face threw his gloves on the ground angrily, got up and wanted to go out of the house, but he was quickly grabbed by the shoulder by an older knight, and pressed back firmly——

"Have you forgotten who you are?"

"Humiliated? Who insulted us? No! No one has ever insulted us, understand?"

"Those scouts... We laugh at them every day for running around like monkeys, but what about when we really charge? Do you dare to say that we are really better than those scouts? Are you confident that you can be stronger than them?"

The thirty-two-year-old knight had participated in several large-scale battles, and he was the oldest in the team, so his words carried the most weight.

In the afternoon, he was wounded by the puppet and fell on the side of the road. From the beginning to the end, he witnessed the scene of these scouts charging and killing the puppet with lances in their hands.

Compared with them, the strength of these templar knights who are arrogant all day long is not at the same level... These scouts are not "knights" who need to be bound by faith, they are more like "weapons", they don't need to think, they only need to execute orders to kill enough.

Only those who have fought on the battlefield know the horror of this existence-those guys are real war machines, the simplest battlefield butchers!

The young knight couldn't understand this gap, and still said indignantly: "Then what should we do? Just watch them push themselves down? I—"

"Suppress? Think for yourself, they really want to suppress us,

Still have to wait for today? "

This sentence left the young knight speechless... In fact, with a little brains, one can understand that these scouts simply ignored them, and never regarded them as targets to be surpassed from the beginning to the end!

After hearing his words, several veteran knights lowered their heads slightly. The young knight who was held down looked around and found that no one responded to him, so he finally had to sit back depressed...

"Wait for Lord Rody's order, this is the only thing we have to do."

As soon as the knight's words fell, the door of the house was just pushed open, and faint words sounded with the footsteps: "That's right."

A room of temple guards collectively looked over, and found that the person who came was their nominal "master", Rody.

At this time, it was completely dark, and the candlelight in the room was swaying. When it was reflected on Roddy, the soldiers all noticed the bandages wrapped around his shoulders and arms.

Immediately, they also remembered Roddy's terrifying fighting power in this battle. The screams of the gargoyle struggling to be killed seemed to still echo in their ears, making the atmosphere in the whole house suddenly quiet.

A second later, the noise in the room was the noise of everyone getting up to salute—Rody stood there quietly, looking at these soldiers calmly, with a cold and serious expression.

"Battle order: All members set off at midnight and arrive outside Kig Town before dawn to stand by."

"yes!"

The knights looked in astonishment, but they were shocked by Roddy's performance today and dared not ask questions - Rody wasn't interested in explaining anything, because in his eyes, professional soldiers only needed to "obey" and there was no need for anything else .

Rody originally didn't want these powers that he didn't fully control to go out together, but now the situation has reached the most critical juncture, and he has to use all the power he can use!

After the order was given, he looked at the young men who still had discontented eyes, and before leaving, he added: "Strength can only be displayed on the battlefield. If you want to prove that you are stronger than the scout team, you can do it for me."

"yes!"

The Templars were still wondering why they acted so hastily, but after hearing Roddy's words, they no longer considered these issues in their hearts. All of them were full of fighting spirit, and they wished they could rush to the battlefield and kill them immediately. Head off your enemies to prove yourself.

It was six hours before midnight, and eleven hours before the scheduled arrival time in Kig.

Roddy stopped talking nonsense, turned and left.

At this time, the aftermath of the battlefield has been roughly dealt with, and his gains are not small: the words "Resist Ansadin's Revenge (Completed)" appear on the task bar, because the enemies are all cross-level existence, and the experience points are extremely high. But to say that the most rewarding ones are the "corpses" of those puppets.

An Tuhao's reputation is well-deserved, even in 588 when his strength was not strong, he was still very generous.

The "summoning materials" of these iron puppets are all high-end goods. In addition to the extremely high-quality iron ore concentrate, there are also ten pieces of "thorium" and six or seven kinds of gemstones, any of which are precious materials that are priced in gold coins.

In other words... Killing these puppets is tantamount to making Rody a windfall in disguise, and it's worth a fortune!

But Rody wasn't interested in dividing up the loot or considering their use at all at this time. After settling in and arranging all the relevant matters, he was finally able to return to his room to rest for a few hours.

And the first thing he did after entering the door was to check the snapping turtle he named "Nokia"——

"The name is really right, you are really tough..."

Opening the [Pet Information Bar], Rody had time to take a look at the attributes of Nokia, but he was rather disappointed after seeing it—because it was not long after hatching, the level display of Nokia was not a number, but "infant". "period" in three big characters.

Glancing at the time displayed below, the words "84 days left" made Rody frown slightly. It seems that if Nokia wants to upgrade and gain combat power, it may have to wait three months...

But looking at the Nokia, which is no bigger than a palm, Roddy also understands that there is no way to do it. If the opponent has combat power now, then he will really feel "unscientific".

The temperature was cold at this time, and even though the fireplace was burning very warmly, Nokia was always in a sleepy state preparing to hibernate. Rody put it into the basket, clicked on his attribute bar and looked at it, and confirmed that the blood volume had recovered to 94%, then secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Akasha and Nata have already returned to the room specially arranged by Soderol. Rody had a few conversations with them before, and Rody always had some headaches about the arrangement of the two. But thinking of the next plan, he still chose to give up thinking about these issues——

Let's talk about it if we survive.

Roddy sighed at that sentence, and then fell asleep... He knew that he needed to rest enough to relieve physical exertion. After all, what he was going to face next was definitely the two most powerful opponents he could ever face.

*****

Rody's absolute sanity allowed him to completely ignore the daytime battles, so that he could close his eyes and fall asleep. But after all, not everyone is so "short-hearted". After experiencing the battle, Nata obviously couldn't rest immediately.

At this time, she was sitting in an armchair in front of the fireplace, holding her short bow in her hand.

The soft orange light reflected Nata's delicate face. At this time, she changed out of the dirty equipment she wore during the day, and put on the clean nightgown that Roddy sent.

There is a brand new set of leather armor on the bed in the bedroom, including a white linen shirt, brown armor, and matching leather wristbands, waist, cloak, etc., everything is available—but looking at those pieces of equipment, Na Ta's mood at this time was extremely contradictory.

Half an hour ago, Rody briefly explained to her the identities of these enemies today, but Nata didn't care about the "Necromancer". The only question was: "When will you go back to help Elsa Village?"

"First of all, I have to survive the next battle."

Here is Roddy's answer.

Nata has a strange feeling for Rody—she wants to surpass him, which is the most desired goal in her heart, but many times, she always feels that she and Rody are not in the same world at all... Busy with his "level" troubles, he doesn't seem to care much about his own "teaching" and "assistance" to Elsa Village.

This is a kind of estrangement, whether it is because of race or because of a closed heart, Nata has a feeling of being excluded.

Now that Roddy was leaving, he was going to fight those enemies desperately, and he also had a reason to go.

But what about myself?

"If you go with me, maybe your archery skills can be improved by more than one level."

"But if Elsa village is thinking about it, then wait here. If something happens to me, someone will follow you back to the village and fulfill my promise."

Roddy's slightly indifferent statement echoed in Nata's mind. Between "selfishness" and "selflessness", Nata, who is pure in nature, had a difficult time for this.

(to be continued)

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