I, the Lord of the End

Chapter 40, Wolf man is also a dragon?
The religious warrior stopped in front of Sid and the others. Behind him were three rows of patrols. It seemed that there were more than 50 people, but most of them were beginner soldiers, wearing leather armor or scale armor, and holding shields and spears. There are swords at the waist and a small number of crossbowmen.

There are also a few cornerstone soldiers, these soldiers are complete full-time soldiers, and they are also the elite among them. They wear full-body chain mail or cotton armor, wear iron helmets and hold iron shields. Crossbows, sabers, and some even held two-handed swords.

Yes, even the light infantry in this world have at least strengthened leather armor or scale armor, each of which is light infantry with heavy armor, coupled with professional skills and extraordinary abilities, Sid believes that even in the face of many modern troops in previous lives You can fight, provided you don't have heavy weapons.

The soldiers looked unfriendly, and some of them were even injured, obviously participating in the battle.

Sid looked at this group of people, he was temporarily not sure whether the other party was an enemy or a passerby, not a friend anyway.

As mentioned earlier, the central army of the Holy Empire is very powerful, and it is precisely because of the strength of the central army that the local army is almost dead. A small number of elite troops are often firmly controlled by the local nobles, and the rest is a group of trash.

Anyway, the Central Dynasty won't ignore it!

Sid's evaluation of the wolf local army is that it is not as powerful as the wolf man... strength.

"You have no right to conscript two Nobilis, sir." Sid didn't want to cause trouble, he took off his hood, showing off his white hair and local accent: "We're just passing by."

"It turns out to be two gentlemen!" The religious warrior still blocked the road, and he stretched out his hand: "Ulrich, the temple guard of the Church of Heaven, it's an honor to meet you."

The Temple Guards, the backbone of the Church of Heaven, are powerful heavy armored infantry who need to make a sacred oath to the Lord of Heaven. They are very good at fighting against charges and large enemies. Most of them are concentrated in big cities, and many small towns do not even see one guard.

Sid didn't reach out his hand, and neither did Ishtwan, so the religious warrior had no choice but to withdraw his hand: "We need your help, please help us."

"We have no obligation to help you, we are just passing by." Sid really didn't want to get involved with religious forces.

Among other things, he now has two things hanging around his waist, one is the Holy Grail of Sin and Nightmare, and the other is "The Best of Chaos".

Either one would be enough for him to be burned at the stake.

"Are your Excellencies planning to go to Wolf Castle? Sorry, the road is blocked." The temple guard pointed to the road behind him: "The road is occupied by monsters. Your Excellencies, we need your help. Of course, you can also choose If you don’t help us wait on the spot, your accent is a local, so you must be well aware of the speed of the wolf noble’s reinforcements.”

Sid's face darkened, he had a deep understanding of the administrative efficiency of the nobles of the Bad Wolf Principality.

"Why is the church doing this?" Sid tried to get more information: "What monster?"

The templar guard took another look at Sid.

The Church of Heaven does not like this kind of people who have a strong thirst for knowledge.

If you are stupid, you will be loyal, and if you are thinking, you will be rebellious.

But for the sake of Sid's appearance, he still said a few more words: "It's the gnolls. A tribe of gnolls blocked the road ahead. We tried to drive them away, but there were many people on the other side, and some of them A gnoll watchman, not easy to deal with."

Sid: "..."

What did he just say?
"A wolf man watcher beat you wolf men like this. How many people are there? One hundred? Two hundred?" Istvan said angrily. The Central Army killed all wolf men casually.

"There are more than 50 enemies, and there is a particularly difficult Gnoll Warden who occupies the road and refuses anyone to pass." Ulrich the Templar was dissatisfied with Istvan's sarcasm, but Still suppressed his anger: "I can't deal with him alone, I need your help, if I'm not wrong, both of you are Tier [-] professionals, right? You need us, we need you too, it's fair, You will get what you deserve."

Sid understands the meaning of the temple guards. Either they don't help and try to wait in place or take an unsafe long way, or they choose to help eliminate or drive away this group of gnolls. The temple guards promise to pay commission .

"Well, it seems we have no other choice." Sid initially agreed to the cooperation plan.

"That's the only way." Istvan had no choice but to agree.

The atmosphere was relaxed, and the soldiers put down their weapons and camped on the side of the road.

Sid and Istvan can each get a commission of 10 gold crowns and share the spoils. The church is so rich and powerful.

Yes, Istvan is naturally also a model class professional.

His occupation is the famous hidden occupation - warlord.

It's a pity that this guy didn't seriously train and sharpen his combat skills, and secondly, he wanted to enjoy the lack of actual combat training, so his actual combat effectiveness was very poor, not even as good as some veteran mercenaries at the cornerstone level.

After all, after some things, Ishtwan finally realized that strength is everything, and began to work hard to temper himself not to avoid fighting.

It's a little late, but luckily it's not too late, the Nobilis have a longer lifespan after all.

Sid found a place far away from the paladins and sat down, and shouted at the temple guard: "So why are you in charge? Shouldn't the lord's soldiers be responsible for road blockages? "

"The recent disembowelling incident led to martial law in almost all towns and cities. There were no extra troops. Many citizens reported that the roads were blocked. Therefore, I came out with some patrols and paladins. I thought it would be easy to solve it, but I didn't expect to meet a strong enemy. "Ulrich explained: "It's strange, why did the wolf man leave the depths of the Black Forest and station on the side of the road?"

"There are two possibilities. One is that they encountered a very strong enemy and had to leave the forest. The other is that they are the losers in the civil war and can only abandon their territory and move outward, temporarily stationed near the road." Sid said solemnly. Said: "According to your description, it is very likely to be the first type. We must hurry up."

"Why?" An older soldier expressed dissatisfaction with Sid's decision.

"Do you know what kind of creature the Gnoll Watcher is?" Sid said lightly.

"What else can it be, the leader of the gnolls." The middle-aged soldier said nonchalantly, "Knowing two powerful spells and being able to fight, that's why I need your help."

"Then do you know why the Gnoll Warden has magic?" Sid continued to ask, tilting his head.

Now the soldiers couldn't explain the reason, they could only look at the white-haired handsome boy with curious expressions.

"What the fuck, why did the local army become like this?" Before Sid could speak, Istvan had already started scolding. These soldiers obviously lacked actual combat experience, and they didn't even fight much in security warfare. Otherwise, how could they Maybe they don't know about kobolds, gnolls, goblins and orcs, who are regulars in law and order warfare?
Kobold, Gnoll, Orc, and Werewolf are the four wild monsters, right?
Hey, there seems to be nothing wrong?
Only from Istvan's mouth did the wolf know the reason.

Except for purebred orcs, most of the wild monsters in this world, such as harpies, centaurs, kobolds, jackals, etc., are all descendants of dragons.

Yes, you read that right, they are all descendants of dragons.

There is no reproductive isolation in dragons.

This is probably the important reason why so many protagonists of online novels like to travel through giant dragons, right?

Therefore, among these wild monsters, there will occasionally be the so-called "bloodline reversion" like Sid. The bloodline and memory of the dragon will be traced back in these wild monsters, so centaur warlocks, kobold warlocks, jackal warlocks, etc. In summary, the guys should all have a unified title-Dragonborn Warlock, at this time they know how to cast spells.

Warlocks are good, they don't need to understand the principles, structures, or communicate with magical energy, as long as they stimulate the power of the blood, they can cast spells according to the memory.

A Gnoll warlock may never be able to learn the simplest light spell, but this does not prevent them from releasing a powerful fireball spell according to the spellcasting process emerging in the blood.

The soldiers didn't quite understand it, and the middle-aged soldier even asked: "According to your Excellency, the kobolds and jackals are also divided into the Nobilisivis class? Isn't that the same as us humans?"

"It's great, you are born to know how to cast spells." Some people complained: "If you can be a spell caster, who will be a soldier?"

"Shut up!" Temple guard Ulrich yelled angrily, his sharp voice pierced Sid's eardrums: "How can these lowly bastards compare with us humans? Who allows you to envy them ? They also match?"

Everyone fell silent.

"Hurry up and rest, we're ready to go!" The temple guard glared at Istvan who had explained.

I know you are a high-level class, but I didn't let you explain it in such detail!

Fools are faithful!Thinking is not rebellious!
Sid frowned. What he frowned was not the problem of Ulrich, the guard of the temple, but the lack of knowledge and serious lack of actual combat experience of these ordinary soldiers.

"What is your extraordinary specialty?" Sid's inner weight continued to decrease, and he asked Ulrich.

"You want to lead us?" Ulrich stared at the unknown nobleman with his sunken blue eyes: "I don't even know your name yet."

Everyone immediately focused their eyes on Sid.

Yeah, we don't even know the guy's name yet,

"My name is Connor, Connor-Kent, and my profession is a master assassin." The white-haired boy showed a bright smile: "The matter is very simple, if you want to end the battle as soon as possible, then everyone must follow my arrangements, otherwise ..."

Before Ulrich had time to question, he felt the black shadow approaching from far away. The temple guards were horrified and immediately activated their extraordinary specialties—the star flame weapon, a two-handed warhammer from Mount Paradise burning with the platinum holy flame. appeared in his hand.

The idiot!Sid cursed inwardly. He knew a lot about the extraordinary specialties of the clergy. The star flame weapon is a speciality that summons a divine weapon from the heavenly mountain of Jupiter, the lord of heaven, to deliver a heavy blow to the enemy. Can be used twice!
The idiot Ulrich, the templar guard, just used this trick directly?
Stupid!
Sid's thoughts turned sharply and it was too late to start cursing. Facing the roaring divine power weapon, he immediately bowed and let his body sink quickly to distance himself.

The two-handed warhammer smashed through the air with such force that the surrounding air became scorching hot. Before Ulrich realized what he had done, he acted by relying on muscle memory. Even he had a frightened expression on his face: "Be careful!"

Sliding to the left and flashing the flaming hammer, Sid's heart was burning with anger. He straightened his body in an instant as he twisted his waist. He quickly unsheathed the sword with his right hand and held the hilt of the sword with his right hand. The right side of the Praetorian's helmet.

"Boom~" This blow caused the body to lose its center of gravity with the hammer attacking the forward-stretching templar guard, and at the same time brought a strong sense of dizziness, a staggering limb lost balance and fell one after another.

The swift sword pressed the blade down on the handle of the hammer to prevent him from raising the hammer again. His left elbow hit the opponent's chest, and the dagger in Sid's hand was already on Ulrich's neck.

Everything was completed in a blink of an eye, and before everyone even had time to see clearly what happened, everything was over.

Kicking the guards of the temple away, Sid stepped on the hammer burning with platinum flames until the mighty weapon disappeared.

"Your Excellency!" Seeing that he was knocked down twice, the initial shame turned into anger: "Is this necessary? You almost killed me!"

"How long has it been since you fought?" Sid put away the swift sword, his face full of contempt.

There are many high-ranking members of the church army, but the actual combat effectiveness is not to be praised, because most of the church troops have limited actual combat experience, and the combat effectiveness is even more serious (the gods and gods are injected with water), and half of the combat effectiveness must be reduced by half.

Except for the Inquisition, that group is really "I can hit ten".

The sanctuary's face was ugly, and he was still in pain: "God gave us everything, not to immerse us in killing. If power is only used for fighting, then what is the difference between human beings and beasts?"

"If you don't even know how to fight, then humans should be fooling around in the forest like kobolds and jackals!" Sid said coldly, "Do you want to go back to the days when you were slaves under the throne of Dragon God?"

The guards of the temple dare not answer these words. In the Holy Empire, it is absolutely politically correct to oppose the dragon god, the devil, and worship false religion. Among them, the anti-dragon god is allowed to be discussed by the whole people. In the grand narrative system of the holy empire, anti-dragon God can even be said to be the foundation of one's life.

After finishing speaking, Sid ignored the guards of the temple, passed him and directly issued orders to the soldiers:
"I will deal with the Gnoll Watchers. You are responsible for attracting the attention of the Gnolls. Eliminating the remaining Gnolls will create opportunities for me."

"Gnolls like to use chain hammers and axes to besiege the enemy. Skillfully use your shields to cover each other, otherwise you will be defeated one by one!"

"The Gnoll's weapon is good at breaking the shield, keep the shield tilted to relieve the force, and don't be hard-topped."

"Gnolls' weak points are the waist and abdomen, don't attack their faces, attack their stomachs and chests!"

"Some jackals know the combat skill of acid arrows, and some of their weapons are poisoned. Be careful to dodge to the sides."

"Use more arrows. Gnolls are not thick-skinned, but pay attention to getting closer before you fight. We are fighting in the forest."

"Priority is to protect your own safety. We don't have to eliminate all the jackals. We just need to drive them away. Think about your family and friends. They are still waiting for you to complete the task and go back."

The soldiers were a little dazed at first, but the expressions on their faces gradually changed from astonishment to respect following Sid's order.

This Lord Connor is not only superior in strength and rich in adventure experience, he is even willing to consider their lives.

It's rare, really rare.

In the past, whether it was nobles or members of these religions, which one didn't regard them as consumables for local patrols?
Except for the heavily armored soldiers on the cornerstone steps, other soldiers have always been just consumables in the eyes of the gentlemen.

This is cruel, but everyone agrees that this is the reality. This is a world of swords and magic, and strength is the root of everything!

Even if the rule of the Holy Empire can be maintained until now, the most important reason is still the unbelievably rich blood of God left by the first Holy Falcon Emperor!
But we are all human beings, we are all human beings rescued from the oppression of the dragon god by the gods of heaven and Emperor Romani, why is fate so unfair to us?
It was rare for the soldiers to see a nobleman who really cared about their lives, and they couldn't help being moved, and their low morale was restored.

"Let's get started when you're ready."

"Let's end this quickly."

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