Warwick the Godfather of Terra

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"My name is Zofia, and I suppose you are here to discover the knight's treasure."

The werewolf's heart skipped a beat when he heard the woman speaking fluent Casimir dialect.

The local one is broken.

What if the truth comes out?

Sofia's heart was also beating fast.

She recently learned a bombshell news.

That is, one of her little darlings, Knight Yao's younger sister, Maria Linguang, is secretly preparing to participate in the Casimir Knight Competition.

Originally, Sofia planned to train her for a few more years before letting her participate in Casimir's competition.

But the old drunkard had already registered for him.

What else could she, as an aunt, say?

I can only give my full support.

So during this period of time she continued to train Maria, hoping that she could get a place in the knight competition.

As for protecting the honor of the Linguang family, she, as an aunt, had never thought about it.

The parents of these two children passed away too early, and as an aunt, she became the only elder in the family.

What? Mauna?

Just a stranger reading the newspaper out of boredom, really not familiar with him.

So, while Zofia was training Maria, she was also looking for something very important.

equipment.

She once tried to represent the Linguang family in the competition and regain the name of the Linguang family, but she was eliminated in the top 16 due to insufficient equipment.

Moreover, since then, her dominant left hand has suffered devastating damage. Although she can use it for daily use now, she is no longer able to fight.

Therefore, she couldn't let such a thing happen to her little baby again.

So, after hearing that there was a knight's secret treasure here, Zofia rushed over without stopping.

The Knight's Secret Treasure is something that a Knight has accumulated throughout his life, and will be buried with the Knight after his death.

In addition to the huge amount of wealth, there may also be the top-level equipment that he has spent his entire life to polish.

Because of Terra's Originium skills and the existence of the Immortal Species, even if a weapon is made hundreds of years ago, as long as the person who forged it is skilled enough, it will be a magical weapon today.

This is what Sofia saw.

She once earned a lot of wealth from knight competitions, so at least supporting Maria was not a problem. However, because she had once made enemies with almost all weapon manufacturers, almost no one was willing to customize a set of top-level equipment for Maria.

So she turned her attention to the knight's secret treasure this time.

If she could get some knight equipment, she could buy it back and give it to Maria.

After explaining my purpose to the werewolf and the village chief, the werewolf's eyes lit up.

What about this good thing?

Can one wave of treasures earn you two rounds of money?

As for things like equipment, it might be a problem for others, but is it a problem for him?

Even if he doesn't have it by then, he has to make the money now!

"Okay, no problem, Ms. Zofia."

The werewolf nodded in agreement. If you have the chance to make money but don't make it, you'd be a bastard.

My aunt looked delighted.

"Thank you very much for your generosity."

As she spoke, she secretly looked at the tin can in front of her.

She had never seen a Knight No. 1 like this before. She had been following the knight competitions every year in Casimir for so many years, but the equipment style on this guy did not belong to the style of any equipment company.

Nor does it look like the work of some blacksmith ambassador.

It looks like...

Pinched out?

Can you still see fingerprints?

As soon as this thought came to mind, it was interrupted by Zofia herself.

How is it possible? The temperature of burning molten steel is so high, how is it possible for anyone to remove its plasticity by pinching it with their hands?

And even if it was molded, how could it be possible to create such a serious image.

I am so stupid.

Presumably, this armor was forged outside using special techniques.

Sophia thought.

The werewolf who was holding out the armor looked at the golden-haired beauty with a white face, big breasts and a round butt in front of him, who glanced at him from time to time, and felt a little uncomfortable being glanced at.

Fortunately, it is now digitized. If it were in non-digital mode, we would probably be able to hear the sound of iron hammering at the scene.

Looking at Warwick, the aunt stepped forward and asked.

"I haven't asked yet, your name is..."

The werewolf blurted out the excuse he had prepared long ago.

"Just call me the Dark Knight."

Sofia was stunned.

It’s not surprising. Knight competition has been around for so long, and since it became commercialized, every year there are knights who call themselves Dark Knights competing for certification opportunities.

Only after winning the championship will their titles be officially announced and recognized, and they will become titled knights.

During this period, there were at least eighty Dark Knights who died, failed, or disappeared along the way.

She had witnessed a lot of dark knights.

but...

I don't know why, but the moment the man in front of me uttered the words "Dark Knight".

Zofia had an inexplicable feeling.

What he said seemed to be true.

He really is the Dark Knight.

My aunt couldn't help but smile when she thought of this.

I am really getting old and I am starting to have wild thoughts.

"Well then, Mr. Dark Knight, let's go."

With a smile, everyone, led by the village chief, headed towards Mount Motica.

This mountain called Motica is not a well-known peak, nor does it have any beautiful scenery. It only has a low and messy forest growing on it.

There, is where the knight's treasure is buried.

This is the secret passed down from generation to generation by the village chief of Dishui Village.

There were three people, the village chief was walking in front, and the werewolf and the aunt were walking side by side behind him.

It looks like a family coming out to digest their food.

The distance was not very far, and after making a circle, they soon arrived at a cave entrance.

"Come with me."

Korra took a deep breath.

There are many secret passages in the cave. If it weren’t for the village chief, even if he accidentally discovered this place, he would suffocate to death in the cave.

Only when she succeeded as the village chief would she be brought here and led by the previous village chief to find the right path.

Three people, one in front and two behind, walked through the cave.

I don’t know how long it took.

Finally, the three of them reached the end of the cave.

Finally, at the end, there was a box.

The box is very big and looks like it can hold a lot of things.

Carol stepped aside.

"This is the knight's treasure, Lord Dark Knight."

Warwick's eyes almost sparkled.

Take out the red strange key and go to open the box.

But it took half a day.

No fart reaction at all.

Warwick was stunned.

No, what's going on?

The key that bitch Kal'tsit gave me was fake?

He looked at the red key in his hand, somewhat confused.

But if the key could curse, it would have jumped up and spat in the werewolf's face.

I have never seen such bullying!

What kind of skin are you in?

Do I need blood to activate it? Blood!

Blood!

I can't even pierce your oily skin, where does the blood come from?

Aren’t you funny?

Carol, who was standing aside, looked at Warwick tremblingly, and suddenly remembered what the previous village chief had said.

At that time, she was still very young, and the former village chief told her:

"The one who hid the knight's treasure will do whatever it takes to protect the knight's secret. Only the blood of Casimir, who is not afraid of sacrifice and is not afraid of danger, can break all obstacles."

Could it be that this key can only be used by the Casimir people?

Wait, doesn't that mean...

Suddenly, Carol's eyes narrowed and she looked at Warwick in horror.

Isn't this knight in front of me a Casimir?

However, before she could express her thoughts, Zofia walked up to her.

"Let me try."

She looked at the anxious Warwick and held out her hand.

The werewolf sighed and handed the key to Zofia.

Sofia reached out her hand, took the key, and stretched it towards the treasure chest.

"Click!"

The other end of the key fit perfectly into the treasure chest.

However, the other end of it suddenly pierced Zofia's palm!