Chapter 103 Emergency

"What's the condition?" Ryan asked with a little doubt.

"Well, Ryan, if you can beat me, I will teach you shield skills." Ragre's face rarely showed a blush, because she remembered a sentence her father had said to her.

"Well?" Ryan was stunned at first, then ecstatic, and immediately nodded heavily.

In this case, we can't hold back too much.

Apart from other things, judging from the previous fight, if we use the "power burst" to defeat Ragre, Ryan is still sure!

"Ragre, then you have to be careful."

30% power burst!

Ryan rushed towards Ragre again, and chopped the barbarian girl Ragre with a powerful 45-degree oblique chop. This time the power was even greater, and the iron wood sword blade pierced the air, making a sharp whistling sound.

This made Ragre look solemn. She stared at the chopping angle of Ryan's blade, and quickly controlled the shield to hit the sword at a 45-degree angle.

"Bang!!"

The dull clash of sword and shield came again.

But this time Ryan did not retreat. With 30% of his strength, his strength had surpassed Lagre slightly.

However, Lagre only retreated half a step, and her round and strong thighs naturally stabilized her body without any embarrassment.

This made Ryan's evaluation of Lagre's shield skills higher again.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Half a minute passed, and no matter Ryan controlled the ironwood sword to attack like a storm, whether it was "angry slash", "slash" or "jump slash", Lagre took it steadily.

In the situation, Ryan had the upper hand throughout the whole process and pressed Lagre to fight, but the barbarian girl was very stable even when she retreated.

Facing Ryan's powerful "jump slash", she also used a backward step to calmly resolve it.

"Bang!"

After the sword and shield collided again, Ryan took a step back, wiped the sweat from his head, looked at the barbarian girl seriously and said: "Lagre, if you can take my last blow, then I lose."

"Huh? Ryan, you still have a trick?" Lagre, who was also sweating profusely, stared at Ryan with her beautiful eyes.

She was really surprised. Anna told her that Ryan was two years younger than her, but with Ryan's strength just now, he was already on par with her, a barbarian warrior who was about to enter a violent state.

What surprised her even more was that the boy in front of her, who was not even her age, actually had a killer move!

She always thought that just now was all Ryan's strength.

Ryan looked into Lagre's eyes, nodded, and indicated that he was going to launch an attack.

The next second, his "power burst" instantly reached 60%, and Ryan's blood vessels were surging, and his muscles expanded. Then, he threw a powerful "jump slash" at Lagre!

However, since he did not burst out with all his strength, the degree of muscle expansion was still within a reasonable range, and there was no extremely exaggerated situation when he burst out with all his strength.

But Lagre was also stunned for a moment, his mouth was round, and he thought, Ryan, are you a barbarian or am I a barbarian?

Facing Ryan's thunderous attack, Lagre hurriedly raised his shield to block, and at the same time, he held the axe in his right hand and raised the shield with both hands, but under the absolute crushing of the power.

With a loud "bang", Lagre was directly chopped seven or eight meters away and fell to the ground.

Ryan saw it and thought it was bad. He was busy trying to learn combat skills, but ended up hurting the "teacher".

So, he hurried forward to help.

Fortunately, Lagre's shield skills are indeed extraordinary. Even under such a heavy blow from Ryan, she was still not injured, only her left wrist was sore.

Just as Ryan helped Lagre to get up, a guard familiar to Ryan suddenly rushed in and said anxiously: "Ryan, Lord Hamilton is looking for you, there is an urgent task!"

This made Ryan and Lagre stunned, but Ryan immediately reacted and replied: "Okay, I'll come right away."

At the same time, he couldn't help but turn his head to Lagre with a look of regret and said: "It's a pity, Lagre, why don't you go back first, I can only ask you for shield skills next time."

"By the way, it's just right that you tell my family, I may not be able to make it in time for dinner."

"Yeah!" Lagre's eyes flashed, and she smiled and nodded.

As Ryan quickly walked into Hamilton's office, he saw the familiar little man Matteo was also there, breathing heavily, his chest rising and falling rapidly.

In addition, Ryan was surprised to find that Hamilton had changed his clothes. His original noble hunting suit had become a set of light silver knight plate armor.

At this time, Hamilton was wearing the last plate armor gloves. Seeing Ryan coming in, he signaled Matteo to tell Ryan the story again.

Matteo quickly said: "Ryan, we found a secret base suspected to be a cultist at Stewin Farm in the north of Shining Gold Town. Captain Willen has already led people there."

"The opponent is very strong. As soon as we came into contact, we found that the opponent had at least two third-level knight attendants guarding the base. Now we urgently need support!"

"Cultists?" Ryan was also surprised.

But Ryan also had a question, because in his impression, Captain Willen has always been a more cautious and stable person.

So why did Willen lead a small team of night watchmen when the enemy's situation was unknown, without first reporting to Lord Sheriff Hamilton?

After all, if the cultists were so easy to deal with, they would have been wiped out long ago.

Seemingly seeing the confusion in Ren's eyes, Matteo immediately explained:

"At noon today, the child of Captain Willen's family who was supposed to be playing in the yard suddenly disappeared. Later, we immediately used dogs to track it and came all the way to Stevin Farm."

"Then it was discovered that in addition to Captain Willen's children, at least four or five other missing children from Goldshire were traded into the stronghold."

"What!" Ren was stunned!

It turns out that Willen’s own child is involved, no wonder!

There’s nothing more to say about this, it’s understandable.

Hamilton was fully dressed at this time. He turned to look at Renn, paused, and said seriously: "You already understand the situation. If it is really a cultist stronghold, this mission is very dangerous."

"Just now, I have sent people to the Habsburg Manor to inform Knight Lloyd and ask him to send people for support."

"Ren, as a new Night Watchman, you may not know the situation of the cultists. However, you are the strongest among the Night Watchmen, so I want to ask you, are you willing to go together? "

Ren thought for a while and said seriously: "Sir Hamilton, Captain Willen is my friend. In addition, rescuing the missing children in Goldsmith Town is also my duty as a night watchman."

"Also, sir, you said that the more difficult the task, the higher the merit point reward, right?" Ren said the last sentence with a smile.

"Of course! Good boy!"

"By the way, here is a set of my spare knight's plate armor. Although it is not a complete set, it is not light in weight. You can try to see if you can wear it."

"Wow!" I saw Hamilton coming out from the compartment behind him, carrying a heavy knight's plate armor suit.

"It's safer to wear it!" Hamilton said as he handed it to Renne.

As soon as Ren took it, he realized that this set of knight's plate armor weighed more than a hundred pounds.

However, as Hamilton said, this does not seem to be a complete set of knight's armor. After Ren put it on one by one, he found that there were only five parts, namely plate armor visor, plate armor shoulder pads, and plate armor chest. Armor, plate leg armor and plate greaves.

The lack of plate gauntlets, combat boots and gauntlets seems to be to reduce some weight and facilitate quick movement.

Although this is Hamilton's spare knight's plate armor suit, it is of excellent quality, and the plate armor is lined with soft lambskin and has good stretchability.

Therefore, even though Hamilton is half a head taller than Rennes, after Rennes put it on, it only felt slightly loose and there was no problem in using it.

On the contrary, Ren is wearing a knight's plate armor and carrying a sheepskin-wrapped sword on his back, giving people a heroic and energetic feeling!

"Not bad! Let's go!" Hamilton looked at it, nodded, and walked out of the office.

When they arrived at the entrance of the administrative hall, all the night watchmen at home were already waiting here. So, a group of more than ten people mounted the horses that the guards had prepared and galloped towards the Stewin Farm in the north of Goldsmith Town.

In the center of Stewin Farm, inside a two-story farmhouse.

Seven or eight strong men wearing either plate armor or chain armor were surrounding a man in black robes.

There were two trembling men kneeling around them.

"Lord Morte, the two idiots from the Blood Hand Gang were not careful enough and were tracked by the empire's 'black dogs'." A burly man wearing plate armor and carrying a heavy hammer looked at the man in black robes with a slight respect. said.

"It's these two guys!" The heavy hammer man pointed at the two people kneeling on the ground and added.

"Oh? What about the people sent by your Wilderness Brotherhood to respond? Are you so careless? Didn't you use deodorizing powder?" The man in black robe named Molt's face darkened, and he was obviously unhappy that such an accident happened.

Just now, he heard the barking of a dog not far from the farmhouse.

Apparently, the Empire's Night Watch used dogs to track it here this time.

But on this point, he had already warned the guys from the Wilderness Brotherhood before that they must be careful when dealing with gangsters in the county or various pirates on the west coast, and they must use deodorizers. Powder and mask etc. to hide traces.

What's more, what makes him even more troubled is that the church just issued an order two days ago to further increase the reward amount and speed up the search for 'materials'.

As a result, only two days later, something happened here, and I was afraid of the officiant.

This made Molt feel a little irritated for no reason!

"This." The heavy hammer man glanced at the subordinate behind him and explained bravely.

"Firstly, because there has been no accident for so long, everyone is a little relaxed. Secondly, because Mathias drank some wine at noon today, so he was careless for a moment."

"Lord Molt, that team of 'black dogs' outside, should I go out and clean them out now?" The man with the heavy hammer obviously wanted to protect his subordinates, so he took the initiative to say to the black-robed Molt.

"The other party doesn't have an official knight?"

"No, just a small team of 'Black Dogs', I can handle it all by myself!" The man with the heavy hammer slapped his chest heavily with his right hand wearing an iron glove.

The subordinate named Mathias looked at his boss gratefully.

I heard that there was no official knight, which made Molt look better.

It seems like the little devils should be able to take them away.

"Wait a minute, go and bring up the twenty or so little ghosts in the cellar and load them onto the carriage."

"Wait a minute, I'll cover you, you take these little ghosts and retreat to the safe spot I told you last time." Mort rejected the suggestion of the heavy hammer man.

Now is the period when the church attaches great importance to "materials". If more than twenty little ghosts are gone this time, he will definitely be held accountable by the higher-ups, which he cannot bear. He also wants to further improve his control over the black flame.

If it is just giving up a base, it is not a big problem.

"Sir, why don't you just kill them directly? Do we really need to give up this base?" The heavy hammer man didn't quite understand why he had to retreat.

Wouldn't it be better to just kill the other side and prevent the news from leaking?

"Although they are not very strong, since the other party has caught up with us, how do you know they didn't report it?"

"Well, okay! Lord Mort, I'll go now."

"By the way, what should we do with these two idiots? Just kill them?" The heavy hammer man pointed at the two men who were kneeling and shaking.

"No, I'm still useful. Maybe I can make a 'deal' with them."

Mort stroked his chin, and his face under the black hood showed a playful smile.