Lu Mingfei, become the King of Elden!

Chapter 300 It is still our home
After Roger put on his weapons and equipment, his entire demeanor changed.

Inside the room, he resembled a polite scholar, but now, with a rapier at his waist and a portable leather belt commonly used by the faded, he looked more like a medieval knight-errant.

Add to that his handsome face and sunny, gentle voice, and he's a total heartthrob.

Of course, Lu Mingfei is not a young girl.

Compared to the guy's face, Lu Mingfei was more interested in the rather ornately decorated rapier in his scabbard.

The sword has a slender blade and exquisite craftsmanship. The guard is cast in the shape of thorns and is adorned with a large ruby ​​in the center. The hilt is carved with intricate patterns.

Lu Mingfei's assessment is:
Like his owner, he's a show-off.

This weapon seems to require a high degree of dexterity and is flexible and elegant to use. It works well against humanoid monsters, but its lethality is clearly insufficient when it encounters those super-large "animal friends".

Seeing Lu Mingfei staring at his weapon, Roger simply drew his rapier, swung it a few times in the air, and then sheathed it like flowing water.

He looked at Lu Mingfei, smiled, and said:
"You must be thinking that such a thin weapon is simply no match for a powerful enemy, right?"

Lu Mingfei wasn't embarrassed at all that his thoughts had been exposed. Instead, he calmly crossed his arms and nodded.
"I am indeed a little worried."

Although he said that, there was no real contempt in his eyes.

Upon hearing this, Roger chuckled softly, his fingers gracefully brushing against the thorn-like gauntlet, the ruby ​​shimmering with a warm luster in the light.

"my friend."

He said:
"It's not that I don't want to fight with weapons as powerful and efficient as the ones on your back, but my strength and body won't allow it. And..."

Suddenly, the brilliance on Roger's glove shimmered, and five dark blue magic swords appeared behind him, arranged neatly like a peacock spreading its tail, their tips pointing straight ahead.

Lu Mingfei recognized the magic at a glance—the Radiant Sword Array.

"Actually, before I became a swordsman, I was a mage."

Roger explained with a smile.

Lu Mingfei stared intently at his hands and the magic, frowning, feeling that something was amiss.

He keenly noticed that Roger's hand gestures when casting spells were too concise, and detached from his staff, the flowing style seemed more like...
"This is not a traditional magic casting at all."

Lu Mingfei suddenly said:
"Not following the formula for magic operation, without the guidance of a staff, this is clearly a form of combat technique release—you are using sapphire magic to drive a combat technique."

Roger paused for a moment, then smiled approvingly:
“You’re right, this is indeed a special combat technique that falls under the category of Radiant Stone Magic.”

He gracefully turned his wrist, and the magic sword dissipated into starlight.

"It is said that this technique originated from the Realucaria Magic Academy in the north of this city. When I was young, I studied both magic and swordsmanship, but ended up being only half-baked in both."

Until one day, I suddenly discovered this fighting method.

Roger's rapier suddenly moved forward slightly, and three magical flying swords instantly condensed at the tip of the sword.

"Traditional magic requires a certain casting time, and the more powerful the spell, the longer the preparation time, making it easy to be interrupted in battle. While combat techniques are swift, they are limited by the weapon itself. But what if magic were 'encapsulated' within the combat technique's movements beforehand?"

With a slight flick of his wrist, the magic flying sword spun around him like flowing water.

"How about it? Want to learn a few moves from me? I think your understanding of magic and combat skills is quite suitable for this fighting style."

Upon hearing this, Lu Mingfei's expression immediately became somewhat subtle.

He instinctively took a half step back and waved his hands repeatedly:
"No, no, no, I really can't learn this."

Roger was somewhat surprised:
"I thought your analysis was very logical and reasonable."

"It's all just theoretical talk."

Lu Mingfei rubbed his temples with a wry smile:

"To be honest, I recently studied under a magician. And guess what?" "That book, 'Basic Magic Theory,' almost killed me. I spent every night studying it, and now I get dizzy just hearing the words 'magic' or 'magic stone.'"

Roger smiled and shook his head:
"It seems that teacher is quite strict."

"Strictly speaking, it's the way she looks at me that's the problem."

He helplessly spread his hands:

"So let's just forget about it. I guess I'm just not cut out for magic. It's more practical for me to stick to practicing my swordsmanship."

As he spoke, Lu Mingfei subconsciously touched the greatsword on his back.

Roger nodded thoughtfully and sheathed his rapier.

"Everyone has their strengths. However..."

"If you ever change your mind, you can come to me anytime."

After all, my combat skills require very little intelligence, and my teaching methods are probably much more interesting than your previous teacher's.

When Lu Mingfei heard this, especially the phrase "low intellectual requirements," he was inexplicably tempted.

Before he could think it over carefully, a commotion reached his ears.

Click, click.

The steady scraping sound of armor came from the other end of the corridor.

The two turned their heads and saw a tall knight in full armor approaching, wielding a halberd.

The armor was covered in marks of battle, and the eyes beneath the helmet were silent and resolute.

"My lord, I am Svengar."

The knight's voice was hoarse and low, as if he hadn't spoken to anyone in a long time.

"I heard from Edgar that you are looking for a way to the city."

He took a step forward, the end of his halberd gently striking the ground with a dull thud.

“I have been stationed in Stoneville for many years and know every secret passage in the city like the back of my hand. Now many passages in the city have collapsed, and most of the main roads are impassable.”

Roger gave a graceful bow:

"It is truly an honor to have a guide who knows the roads well."

"Thank you for your help, Svengar."

Lu Mingfei nodded, pounded his right fist on his chest, and carefully examined the knight who called himself Svengar.

Although the armor concealed his face, his calm and steady demeanor and the seasoned skill in his every move clearly indicated that he was a veteran warrior.

The Lost Knight shook his head slightly:

"There's no need for such formalities. To witness a monarch capable of controlling storms in my twilight years is already a great honor."

Although his voice was hoarse, his enunciation was very clear:
“I have served several masters in Stoneville and witnessed the rise and fall of this city. To see a strongman like you appear now fills not only me, but all the other veterans who remained are sincerely gratified.”

Svengar raised his armored hand and gently traced the mottled patterns on the wall:
"Moreover, this time it's to protect Stoneville."

The bricks and stones here are soaked with the blood of our ancestors.

Even in its current state of disrepair, it remains our home.

(End of this chapter)