Chapter 20 The Oath Witch

◎Children, wake up! I am a heretic! ◎

Having been given a death warning by the elf just now, Dill was uneasy. Suddenly she saw a face, and her heart almost jumped out of her mouth. She later realized that it was a reflection, and that person was standing behind her.

At least he is a human being, which is something to be thankful for.

The dark-haired man sat high on a black horse. The saddle and bridle were woven with gold threads and studded with gems about the same size as the horse's eyes. He was dressed in deep crimson velvet hanging down to the horse's belly.

The young nobleman has pale and handsome features. He looks like a sculpture of a general returning in triumph, looking at Dill in a condescending manner.

"I heard there are people from the East Coast here."

The man tilted his head slightly, his slow tone was as elegant as a piano string, but the words he spoke were not very beautiful.

"Slave girl?" he asked tentatively, as if he didn't care whether Dill understood or not.

The other party gently adjusted the horse's head. The velvet black satin highlighted the paper-pale skin, but the lines of the arms pulling the reins were strong and powerful. As he moved, he revealed the sword at his waist, with a large pigeon's blood gem shining on it. Dangerous red light.

The heavy sound of horse hooves gradually approached, and Dill suddenly realized that there was only the lake behind her. She signaled Turnip to enter the water. Although the big white goose was brave and fearless, it was helpless under the sharp sword and horse's hooves.

Kuang Dang! Dill noticed the other person throwing a golden object on the ground.

"Pick it up." He ordered.

"I'm sorry to bother you, sir, I'm waiting for my husband." Dill retorted in clear and common language.

The man was unusually indifferent and seemed not surprised: "The kind person who taught you the common language probably didn't want you to use it to lie."

Seeing Dill's delay in moving, he said impatiently: "There are wolves around here. It is too dangerous to let a lady stay here. I allow you to pick up my reward and follow me."

Dill sighed, longing for the first time to hear misfortune whispering in her ears, any justice coming from heaven.

The tall horse cast a shadow that could not be rejected. The man stretched out his hand towards Dill and was about to pull the defenseless girl onto the horse, but his other hand was faster than him.

"This is not the courtesy you should have for a lady."

A palm was slapped on the horse's butt first. The horse was disturbed and immediately moved away with its hooves. The man sitting on it was unsteady and couldn't help but cursed and hurriedly pulled the reins with both hands.

The silver armor was no longer as cold and dazzling as a weapon, but instead flashed with a dazzling warm light in the sun. Dill looked at the young knight who suddenly appeared and breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably.

Mucha glanced at the girl, as if he wanted to make sure she was okay before turning around to face the man's anger.

"She is a guest of the church, a lady escorted by me."

Ordinary people would feel weak at the knees when they heard about the church and the Silver Knight, but the man sneered indifferently:

"Boy, this is not the Holy See. I will not obey your orders until you find the werewolf for sure."

The horse's body brushed against the young man's armor contemptuously. The man gently turned the horse's head and gave Dill a cold look:

"A foreigner should stay on her ship. This is not a good place for people to go sightseeing."

Dill just wanted to tell him that when riding a horse, just concentrate on riding. That kind of long and fluttering cloak is easy to be stepped on by the horse's feet...

The man who had left gracefully suddenly swayed, as if being pulled off his horse by an invisible force. He fell backwards into the reeds next to him, less than an arm's length away from the faint lake.

Dill: It's his own bad luck!

[Evil thoughts are strengthened, [Ominous Omen A] is improved [Ominous Omen A+]. ]

Dill: Yes, this witch is good at it, it's great :D

In contrast to the little witch who was gloating over misfortune, Mucha was still a silver knight despite his young age, and he quickly reacted to the unexpected situation in less than half a second. He did not show any sneer, but immediately went up to help the embarrassed young noble man.

"Be careful with your cape." Mucha picked up the red cape, but the other end was trampled by the horse's hoof.

The man staggered up from the ground, his face and knees covered with black mud. He pushed Mu Xia away with all his strength, and suddenly pulled out the sword from his waist with a sudden sound, and with one move of his hand, he was about to chop off the horse's head.

Before the blood splattered on the lakeside, the young man's quick eyes and quick hands quickly turned the man's wrist, dropped the sword in his hand, grabbed it with his toes, and kicked the long sword into the lake.

The sword light cut out a glimmer of light on the water, so handsome that it made Dill want to clap her hands.

"Watch your manners, Ser Elder, there is a lady here."

Sir Aird may have listened, he quickly regained his composure and gave Mucha a cold look.

The blue water of the lake has turned a little red, and the shepherds on the hillside have begun to ring their bells to call their sheep home. It is almost night.

Sir Elder meant something: "Sir Knight, wolves are rampant at night. You should pay more attention to saving those innocent lambs."

He threw down his horse and left directly, leaving behind Mucha who looked solemn and Dill who thought the man was a fool.

Mucha silently watched his leaving figure. The young man slowly picked up something on the ground. It was a bracelet made of pure gold, inlaid with sparkling lapis lazuli. It was a rare and imported item.

The innocent girl behind him didn't know that there were still some bad habits in this remote and backward town. For example, the lord could exercise the right of first night to the women in the territory at will, and put a golden ring on a civilian woman to declare her as his. everything.

The sudden sound of horse hooves interrupted the young man's thoughts.

Mucha quickly turned around and saw a hand already calming the restless horse.

The petite girl stood up on her tiptoes, reached out and unhooked the cage from the horse's mouth, and then the saddle and reins. The gorgeous gem accessories fell to the ground with a heavy sound.

The horse blinked its long eyelashes like small fans, as if realizing that it was free from restraints.

The originally restless black horse lowered his head docilely, letting the white soft hair caress his black and shiny mane. The girl couldn't help but smile, but she forgot that she also had black hair shawl, and eyelashes like crow feathers. It makes people want to reach out and caress.

The young knight thought of the decadent aristocratic auction banquet. Legend has it that the embroidered shoes worn by a certain princess on the East Coast can be sold for hundreds of gold coins, not to mention the living exotic flowers. Sir Elder would not be the first. It won't be the last either.

Dill felt guilty for this innocently implicated horse. There was a large grassland nearby, and maybe he could find a kind-hearted owner. Anyway, it was better than a madman who had lost control of his emotions.

She happily let the black horse go, and turned around to see Mucha staring at her silently, his silver armor making him as cold as ice.

The Moon God is the patron saint of animals. As long as it is under the hands of the Moon Witch, even the most stubborn horse will obediently lower its head and serve the witch. Dill almost forgot that she was being watched by a silver knight, and quickly pointed to the expensive gold saddle and precious stone cage on the ground.

"These, these things... belong to that person." She changed the subject in a panic.

Seeing the innocent look on the girl's face, Mu Xia couldn't help but smile: "So does the horse."

The green eyes were like melting summer grass, the boy's smile was as clean as clipped sunlight, and Dill suddenly wasn't so scared anymore.

She opened her mouth and started talking nonsense: "I think he doesn't want the horse anymore. Animals that people don't keep over there will be released."

Mu Xia thought she still had lingering fears, so he couldn't help but explain:

"He is the son of the Lord of Schulenberg, and Jonestown is their territory. The mayor said that he was very interested in the rumors of Jonestown, and said that he used to be a gentle and weak child. A lot has changed since he came back. This morning he just punished a horse-washing boy and almost beat him half to death..."

Listening to the young man cleansing up the other person's personal information and even his family's scandal, Dill couldn't help but look at him a few more times. He looked very young, but he had already been polished into a sharp blade by the church. As expected, she still couldn't be careless.

There is a suspicious black wolf in front of him, a silver knight sharpening his sword in the back, and an annoying feudal nobleman who pops up from time to time. Well, living is really difficult.

"Has anyone ever said... that you are a very special girl?"

Mu Xia suddenly asked a question, and Dill subconsciously replied: "Did you mean it fell from the apple tree?"

"No, I don't mean that..."

The young man's voice sounded very troubled. Sometimes Dill really couldn't understand this gentleman knight. He was as cold as a sword before, but just now he smiled like the warm sun, but now his fair face reflected the redness of the setting sun.

The light and shadow in the sky are changing, and the sun gradually moving westward is like a ripe berry, reflecting the lake turned into a pot of sweet red sauce; the sheep gathered on the other side are like soft and fluffy cloud sugar, which seems to be just pinched and dipped in the air. You can eat the sauce in one bite.

Dill stared at the sunset, trying to distract herself.

"Maybe you're right. Ever since I first saw you falling from the apple tree, it's been hard for me to take my eyes off you."

Mucha spoke quickly and quietly, as if expecting her not to understand. When Dill heard the sound of armor clashing, her heart palpitated. She said she was afraid, but not entirely.

Can people here sing a sonnet just by opening their mouth?

Then she watched helplessly as the Silver Knight knelt down on one knee facing her, his lacquered silver armor stained with mud, and any indestructible defense was loosened.

"I can't leave you alone anymore, especially in such a dangerous situation now."

She asked knowingly and wanted to change the subject: "What dangers would there be? Are you talking about those stories that scare children?"

Mu Xia raised his head slightly, his eyes undisguisedly solemn, as heavy as a deep pool.

"I also hope that is a story, but as of last night, three travelers have disappeared without any reason. My friend Russell, a bronze knight who came to investigate, is also missing."

The young knight placed his sword on the ground, knelt on one knee with his right leg, and placed his left hand on his left knee, as if he was kneeling to worship an inviolable goddess statue.

"I don't want to take advantage of others' danger, and the teachings of the temple do not allow me to slack off in my duties, but under the witness of the Supreme God, I do not want to regret my life without sincerity. It was I who brought you into this dangerous situation, and you are so smart. Keen girl, so I want to ask for your permission here, please don't stay away from me until I can ensure your safety."

Dill felt that her face was getting a little hot from the sun. This guy was too serious and impeccable in some aspects, but she didn't know how to reject him.

The young knight raised his head, his clear blue eyes were like the emeralds decorated by the knight on the hilt of his sword, shining with the light of faith and loyalty.

"Please allow me to guard you. If I ever go beyond the limits of you, I swear in the name of the Supreme God that I will kill myself with this sword immediately."

[Do you accept the blessing [Knightly Oath]? ]

Dill: Wake up, kid! I am a heretic!