Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 584 Various Laws
"Step up and draw your sword, one, two."

"Shield, one, two."

Amidst the cold female voice, the shaking of the armor followed the movements of the knights lined up in the courtyard.The special shields that were heavier than the commonly used shields were held up in front of them. The fixed posture made their arms numb and their bodies began to sway after a while.

But that cold gaze made none of them dare to move more. Before the order to end sounded, they could only grit their teeth and persevere, bearing the weight of the weights tied to their arms and the weight of the shields.

It wasn't until all of them were drenched in sweat and almost stiff that the voice sounded flatly: "Stop."

As soon as the words fell, the rows of knights collapsed like chopped leeks, and they were about to fall to the ground one by one.But before they could lie down completely, a bone-piercing chill swept over them, slapping them like mountains and seas, sending them all flying away——

The white-haired female knight inserted the half-unsheathed sword back again. There was no expression on the elf's beautiful face, but she said coldly:

"All those who are photographed flying will run an extra ten laps around the port with weight."

"Next group."

The knights who fell on the ground opened their mouths wide, but couldn't utter a word. They didn't know if they were too angry to speak, or they really didn't have the energy to speak.Behind him, another team of knights had already stepped forward and made a gesture of preparation.

But at this moment, the sound of footsteps from outside the courtyard made the female knight turn her head.

"Miss Treville, is it convenient for you to come?"

Cyril stood at the gate of the courtyard, looked at the fallen knights, and couldn't help praising Heloise Treville's methods in his heart—since he left Angels, Heloise has fully taken over the Strike Knights The regiment training, after just two days of adaptive training, immediately began high-intensity devil training.

The arrangements Heloise made for them could even compete with the intensity of the training of the soldiers when the Siliki Army was first established. No one would have imagined that this cool and beautiful half-elf princess guard captain would be so talented in torturing people .

If it wasn't for the consideration of traveling, I'm afraid Heloise could train them until they couldn't get out of bed for three days—if so, most of them were half lying on the horse's back when they marched, and their muscles were sore from being jolted. barking non-stop.

But at this moment, Cyril realized that that was only the lower limit of Heloise's strength. When they arrived at the port of Rab, those knights had not even put their luggage in their rooms, and they had already been called to the training camp.

And it's even worse than before.

"What's the matter, Adrian." Heloise walked towards him, but her voice was much gentler, "Is the boat okay?"

"I think so, they are preparing a naval cruiser for us... But why don't you tell me that the foreign minister is also visiting the port of New Orville?"

As a result, the captain of the guard blinked her eyes and said innocently: "Ah, I don't know either. Your Highness didn't tell me."

"Then what did His Highness tell you?"

"Your Highness asked me to catch Veronica, and let me follow you."

Cyril stretched out his hand to hold his forehead. Compared to himself, the half-elf in front of him seemed to be a more standard "tool man". He was only responsible for working and didn't even need to think.

"Okay, come with me, I think we need to discuss what's next."

Heloise nodded obediently, and for a moment, Cyril suddenly felt that her eyebrows and eyes were not so cold, and there was an illusion of meekness.

Seeing the figure of Heloise disappearing at the gate of the courtyard following the Earl, the knights in the courtyard let out a sigh of relief, and were about to sit down and rest when they heard that cold and stern voice again:
"Practice according to the original plan. The first group starts to run with weight after 15 minutes and finishes before dinner."

Leaving the miserable knights behind, Heloise followed Cyril to the conference room of the guild hall.

She was half a step behind Cyril, looking at the back of the half-elf boy, the more she looked, the more confused she became.

Progress is too fast.

She had never seen a person who improved so quickly. When he met a year ago, he was still weak, but now he could almost stand on the same line as her—at least at the level of the realm.

professional grade.

She clearly knew that the young man in front of her had already set foot in this realm, and the team he led was not the only one in this realm, and so was the mage.

When she was at Angels Tavern, she had already noticed that these two guys who were not "frozen" by her were definitely professional grade.

How did he practice?

Just as she was thinking, the voice of the half-elf boy in front suddenly sounded:
"Miss Treville, I have a question for you."

"Are you already extraordinary?"

She raised her eyes in a little surprise, looked at the young man who was walking backwards and turned to her with his hands behind his back, and shook her head slightly.

"So you are still at the professional level?" Cyril murmured thoughtfully, "Because you are at the same level, so control skills can't work on people at the same level? It sounds similar to level suppression..."

"What are you talking about?" Heloise frowned slightly. Cyril's words were understandable at the beginning, but she became inexplicable later on.

Cyril raised his eyes and said with a smile: "It's nothing, but your fighting style reminds me of someone."

"Who?"

"Daro Raskin." Cyril learned from the Palanian mage who swept away Daro Raskin how the Blazblue Mages were completely wiped out by Daro's sword. From the screen As far as Heloise and his battles look very similar.

But Heloise immediately shook her head: "It's not the same. His is ice, and the Mage Tower of King's Capital praises him as the most talented ice mage in La Rochelle within a hundred years..."

"It's just that he didn't become a mage, but became a swordsman instead?"

Heloise nodded.

"how about you?"

"I..." Heloise hesitated for a moment, thinking about how to skip this topic, but the boy said first: "Since you are different from him, it means that the freezing of ice is just a manifestation of your power. Let me make a bold guess... maybe it is the law of time and space? Although I don't know if there is such a choice in the white ring..."

But Heloise's wide-eyed expression has completely betrayed her thoughts. She never expected that the boy would guess right——

time.

What seems to be the freezing of ice elements is actually the regionalized time stillness.Heloise was lucky enough to embark on a career-level path that was higher than ordinary elemental routes from the beginning, and even Jane Christine praised her talent.

However, although this road has a high starting point, it is difficult to continue to break through.The level of comprehension of the laws of the time system cannot be easily improved, and it may not be further improved in decades.

Of course, it is also possible to complete the breakthrough in an instant.

She didn't know that Cyril had analyzed her power many times.

All the way to the port of Rab, Cyril was not idle at all.

If it is still a game now, then he is completely in the wasteland area, and the professional-level power system is completely different from [Road to Glory], except for some common rules in the games, novels, comics and animations he is familiar with— —For example, time and space are often superior elements—besides, his eyes are also darkened, and he can't find the north at all.

He has almost no other ideas other than the need for an "extraordinary incarnation" to break through the extraordinary level.

At this time, if you want to make progress, there are two more intuitive ways.

One is to throw yourself into the pile of monsters and forcefully fight for a way of thinking, but now there is no such environment and no such time.

The other is to analyze other people's battles, summarize and draw inspiration from them.

In the past few days, he has analyzed the battles of the mage Sugar Winkler, the captain of the princess guard Heloise Trewell, the ascetic Neil Alden, the elf Memphela, and Leonardo, and classified Later, it was found that the routes of Memphis and Sugel were very similar, and they both carried out one-way strengthening—the former was an arrow that strengthened the long-range sniper ability, and the latter was a thunder that compressed magic power.

Neil Alden's battles make people think that he grew up soaking in seawater all day long and letting the waves hit him. His muscles are like seawater, able to swallow the enemy's attack, and at the same time, he can pass waves of superimposition such as The power of the waves inflicted heavy damage on the opponent.

Leonardo is a pure "buff" type of battle, using earth elements to strengthen attack or defense.It seems unpretentious, but when Cyril thought of the battle in the mine pit, the khaki giant leaping from Leonardo...

Perhaps Leonardo is the one who has gone the farthest among these people?
Last of all was Heloise Treville.

She brings to Cyril a very old-fashioned, but very theoretical line of thought.

The law of time is a high-ranking law route.

Cyril has never seen a professional level that can surpass Heloise's ability to suppress the area below the professional level in an instant.Based on this calculation, doesn't it mean that when Heloise breaks through to the extraordinary level, she has the absolute ability to suppress the professional level?
In a high-level battle, even a moment of suppression is enough to seal the victory, just like the ban brought about by Cyril's [Eternal Storage] ability, it is almost a killer move among killer moves.

What's more, from the current point of view, Heloise's suppression of those below the professional level may last for a few minutes——

He sorted out his thoughts in his mind, and then pushed open the door of the conference room.

Miss Elf, Ms. Mage, and Su Geer have all taken their seats, and the ascetic Neil Alden is kneeling on the ground. Behind him, the next captain of the Napoleon, Connor Drake, is standing in a corner cautiously, I do not know what to say.

"Where is the witch? And our astrologer?" Cyril asked.

"They were arranged in a soundproof room. The two of them are really noisy." Mia couldn't help laughing, then pinched her throat and imitated singing: "You little fool who is purely greedy for money. Put the money in your pocket, why not throw your crystal ball and be a clown in the circus~”

She imitated Veronica's singing, but it was very vivid.

"You are torturing our Mr. Stard." Cyril sighed.

"No, I think Greeley Stard is enjoying it." Mia covered her mouth, but still couldn't help laughing, "Didn't you see that when he saw the witch's dress, his eyes were straight? , and pointed to his own head and said that he wanted to dye this thing green—"

Thinking about that scene, Cyril couldn't help but laugh.He sat down on the head and said: "Okay, okay, let's talk about the business."

"The first is to welcome our next captain, Mr. Connor Drake, to join our team. Like Neil Alden, he is also a native of Xinaowei Port." He smiled, "There are two Xinaowei The natives of Weigang are here, so we must be able to go much smoother in Xinaowei Port."

But as soon as he finished speaking, Connor Drake exclaimed: "What?! Neil Alden, are you that, the Neil Alden on that wanted warrant?"

"Wanted warrant?" Cyril looked up at him, and the ascetic monk who had been lowering his eyebrows and closing his eyes finally raised his head at this moment, and said with a low eyelid: "Yes, it's me."

"How dare you go back to Port New Orway?" Captain Drake boldly stepped forward, sizing up Neil Alden, who hadn't seen his face clearly before, "You really are an ascetic monk from the temple..."

"It's not that I want to go back, but I have to go back, but I should go back too." After the ascetic monk finished speaking, he lowered his head again and continued to chant in a low voice.

"Captain Drake, any questions?"

"No more." Drake shook his head, then walked to Su Geer, and asked in a low voice, "Can I sit down?"

"Of course, Captain." Su Geer opened the chair for him.

"This time we are going to the Port of New Orville as an escort group. The diplomatic mission will be handed over to La Rochelle's Minister of Foreign Affairs, Blake Evans. In the Port of New Orville, what we have to do is to protect the minister, and at the same time ..." Cyril said, tapping his fingers on the table, "Ivan Saxon, this is the target we need to investigate and target."

"Ivan Saxon." Captain Drake gradually became serious, "I know him. Many of the naval guns on the ship were obtained from him. I don't know where he got them from, and even many of them are military Fang’s goods——because of him, the black market price in Port New Orville is more than half cheaper than that in La Rochelle.”

"So there are more pirates in Port New Orway?"

"Um, it's been like this for a few years." Drake realized something, "That's right, no wonder there are so many pirates in the past few years, I didn't pay attention to this..."

There is a most efficient way to earn reputation and Terry in the New Orway Port area, that is to go to the governor of the New Orway Port to accept the task of hunting pirates. Every ten pirates can bring nearly [-] points of reputation. At the beginning, it could be accessed unlimitedly, but it was changed by the hot fix not long after, and it could only be accessed three times.

"Apart from his various illegal trades, I doubt that the Harbor Temple will change because of him. From experience, such things must happen during the general election—"

Cyril noticed that when he said this, Heloise's expression changed a lot. It seemed that her desire to express had reached a certain point in an instant, but she was still suppressed by the half-elf guard for life.

(End of this chapter)