Chapter 127 Thrilling (Second Update, Please Vote for Recommendation)

A secret room underground somewhere in the castle.

Although it is a basement, the environment is not dark and damp at all, but very dry. Candles are lit everywhere in the basement, illuminating the space.

This is a typical wizard's workbench, or a laboratory, because the basement is full of various wizard tools, and the ceiling, walls, and floors are engraved with magic patterns.

The magic patterns on the ground are flashing, and the magic circle is working. There is a transparent container in the center of the array, and there is a ball of liquid in the container.

The liquid is bubbling, as if it is boiling.

There are two people standing at the edge of the magic circle. One is a thin young man wearing a black hat, a black robe, and holding a magic wand.

The other is a handsome, slender middle-aged man wearing a simple T-shirt and shorts, with a sword casually pinned to his waist.

Although the man's figure is slender, he does not feel weak, but gives people a sense of concentration.

This is obviously a knight.

"How long does it take for the potion to stabilize." The knight man asked the mage man.

"It will probably take another hour." The mage looked at the gravel funnel in the laboratory and said.

"In an hour, the "Great Knight Potion" will be completed. Soon, I will be a great knight." Although he has experienced many ups and downs in his life, the knight man is still a little excited.

Great Knight.

This is a big figure in the entire Kingdom of Prussia. When he becomes a great knight, he plans to go to the capital to join the King of Prussia and become a court noble.

The knight is 90% sure of this matter, because the King of Prussia lacks prestige now and urgently needs to expand his military force to deal with the increasingly powerful real nobles.

Even if he is a former thief, he can become a nobleman by just changing his appearance.

"Dong, dong, dong!!!" At this moment, the alarm bell sounded, and the knight man and the mage man changed their colors. The knight man cursed with an ugly face: "Damn it, which blind guy attacked me at this time."

"Those who have the strength to attack the Autumn Wind Thieves must have matching strength. The other party is definitely not a good person. We must delay for an hour. When the potion is completed, we can escape from the tunnel."

The mage man said.

"Can you leave here? I need your help." The knight man asked.

"The potion can be completed automatically. There will be no problem for me to leave." The mage man said.

"Let's go."

The knight man shouted and took the mage man out of the basement.

……….

On the other hand, Luther and his party entered the castle, and the main door was the castle hall.

The hall is a circular structure, with only one circular staircase leading to the second floor. There is a platform on the second floor, and the platform is full of people at this moment.

There are about a hundred people, and the Autumn Wind Thieves Group has only about fifty or sixty knights, so there are ordinary thieves among them.

Many people were holding bows and arrows or crossbows, staring at Pompey and his son in the hall.

One of them was wearing a black robe and holding a magic wand. He was obviously a wizard.

But I didn't know who was the Knight of Omima.

Luther poked his head out and looked for Omima among the thieves upstairs, but unfortunately he didn't find him.

Luther was a little disappointed, but he still observed the hall with great interest. Generally, in the castle of nobles, the innermost position of such a hall is a seat, and the floor is covered with carpets.

There are also several paintings hanging on the walls.

But in this castle, there are none of these, but there are ten two-person-high and very strong stone statues, holding sharp blades and wearing armor.

"These should not be decorations." Luther judged.

"This is a clay golem, with strong defensive capabilities. It is very troublesome to deal with them, and they can only be destroyed violently." Mr. Al suddenly said.

The voice is still low and hoarse.

Luther looked at Mr. El with some surprise. This sorcerer who looked very withdrawn and whom Luther had not heard a few words from actually spoke.

At this moment, the confrontation changed.

The middle-aged knight spoke, and he asked in a strong voice: "Who are you and why do you want to attack the Autumn Wind Thieves?"

He was obviously the leader of the Autumn Wind Thieves, a senior knight with a raging wind fighting spirit, Omima.

"Hey, what a good joke. Do you thieves need a reason to attack others?" The Knight of Orleans laughed and made a joke.

"Don't talk nonsense, we mainly want to take Omima's head." The Axe Knight said to the Knight of Orleans, then jumped up without saying a word and rushed straight to Omima.

A ball of fire was burning on the body of the Axe Knight, which was the flame fighting spirit.

The scorching high temperature immediately brought a heat wave, but miraculously did not burn the clothes on the Axe Knight. This knight had a very strong control over the fighting spirit.

"Senior Knight!!!!" Although Omima knew that the person who came had bad intentions, his expression changed slightly at this moment. A knight's strength can only be identified when he is fighting.

The most notable feature is the strength of fighting spirit.

Obviously, this Flame Knight is a high-level knight.

If there is the first high-level knight, then there may be a second one, and their Autumn Wind Thieves Group only has one.

"Bear of Violence."

"Agility of Cat."

"Sharpness of Eagle."

The wizard of the Autumn Wind Thieves Group added three group auxiliary magics to the thieves in one breath, and raised his staff and shouted: "Fight, Clay Golem."

With a "boom", the clay golems in the hall came back to life one after another, their eyes flashed red, and they were extremely fierce. They waved their swords and attacked the Sabertooth Tiger Thieves Group.

"Knight Orleans, destroy the clay golem first." Mr. Al said to Knight Orleans in a low voice.

"Okay." Knight Orleans was filled with earthy yellow fighting spirit, raised the thick-handled short axe in his hand, and rushed towards a nearby clay golem.

The other knights of the Sabertooth Tiger Knights also jumped up and rushed towards the thieves.

Old Thor glanced at Luther, and also raised his knight sword to help the Orleans Knight destroy the clay golem.

Luther understood immediately, that look meant to be careful.

Instead of asking him to go up.

So Luther stood beside Mr. El honestly. Because he was his own mage, he was at the back of the battle, and was protected by two knights.

One of them was the assistant and part-time mistress of the Battle Axe Knight, the female knight lady Luther was very familiar with.

"It should be safe here, fighting is the most annoying thing." Luther poked his head out and observed the battle carefully, but made up his mind not to take action.

Commonly known as, paddling!

But in this world, few things come true, and more things go wrong.

If you don't look for trouble, trouble will come to you.