The rain was falling slowly, and outside, a heavy rain was still spreading, and it was coming to an end at this time.
"The rain is about to stop!"
Looking at the sky outside, the soldier waiting in the camp raised his head and shouted.
After a while, when the rain gradually stopped, a group of cavalry walked out of the camp and galloped quickly in one direction.
Among them, Athir rode a tall white horse and followed Knight Fular silently. He didn't say much, but just moved forward silently.
The group was composed of warriors on horseback, and they were marching at full speed. Soon, a village came into sight.
It was a village built next to the forest. It didn't look very large. At this moment, thick smoke was rising slowly above the village in the distance, as if foreshadowing something.
"Be alert! Prepare for battle!"
Looking at the thick smoke rising in front of him, Fular's face turned cold. He pulled out the sword hanging on the horse and shouted.
For a moment, the sound of swords being drawn was heard continuously, but was buried in the sound of horse hooves.
They quickly rushed out of the village and saw the scene inside.
In the village, a piece of wreckage fell to the ground, with faint flashes of fire.
Outside the wreckage, a group of bandits dressed in various costumes were wreaking havoc and had not yet had time to evacuate.
On the surface, it was obvious that this was a mob. When they saw the army approaching in the distance, their first reaction was not to prepare for resistance, but to flee immediately.
They ran quickly into the forest not far away and seemed to be very familiar with the terrain in the area.
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The battle ended quickly.
In the center of the village, Athir walked into one of the rooms.
In the room, Fular stood quietly in front of a wooden table, looking at a map spread out in front of him, thinking carefully.
"Lord Flar, I have almost understood everything."
Athir looked at the tall knight in front of him and said slowly, "This village had an accident this morning. According to the survivors, some stray orcs came and cleared out all the warriors stationed in the village, and then the group of bandits followed and robbed them."
Listening to Athir's report, Fular frowned subconsciously: "Is it a coincidence?"
"It should be." A voice suddenly sounded from the side.
A middle-aged warrior standing beside Fular said, "According to the news from the surrounding area, the group of wandering orcs should have just come from Baron Afala's territory. Calculating the time and distance, they are almost the same."
"Let's find a way to find where these orcs are stationed." Fular covered his forehead, looking somewhat helpless. "Recently, there are more and more bandits and orcs sneaking in from the border. Soldiers are in short supply in various places. We must deal with this place as soon as possible and go to the next place to suppress them."
At this point, he seemed to have thought of something and continued to ask, "Has Lord Arcadilla sent any news from the front line?"
"Yes." The middle-aged warrior nodded. "The battle on the front line is almost over. According to the people sent back by Lord Arcadilla, he will be able to bring people back in a month at most."
"That's good." Fular secretly breathed a sigh of relief, a hint of joy appeared in his eyes: "With his Black Knights here, we won't have to endure such a hard time."
The Black Knights are one of the strongest armies in the Earl of Boria's territory. They are led by Arcadilla, who is rumored to be the strongest knight in the North, and are responsible for external wars.
The only army under Count Polya that could rival this one was the guards who were stationed in the castle all year round and were led by Count Polya himself.
However, the Royal Guards need to guard the castle all year round, and only Count Bolia can mobilize them personally. So in fact, in the territory, the Black Knights are one of the absolute main forces. In this battle, they were transferred to the front line to lead the noble coalition to fight against the orc coalition.
As the commander of the castle's guards, Fular could only mobilize a small number of elite troops, which was in no way comparable to the Black Knights.
Time passes quickly.
At night, Athir sat quietly in an open space, looking at his physical data quietly.
"Name: Athir Fakus. Strength: 4.2 (5.5). Agility: 4.1 (5.4). Constitution: 4.2 (5.7)."
After a few days, under the constant influence of the crystal core, Athir's physical fitness has improved greatly again, and under the nourishment of that unknown power, his physical injuries are also recovering rapidly.
According to Atier's own estimation, his injuries will be completely healed in about four or five days.
Thinking of this, he stretched out his left hand and opened his clenched palm, revealing a black crystal core inside.
The black crystal core has been almost consumed at this time. After several days of continuous absorption, it is now only the size of a grain of rice.
"It's almost exhausted."
Looking at the rice-sized crystal core in his hand, Atier sighed softly.
Compared to the one he had used before, the benefits brought to him by this crystal core were obviously much smaller.
This is certainly because the energy contained in it is much less, but it is also because Athir's physical fitness has now improved to another level. If he wants to improve further, he will need to consume more energy.
Of course, the injuries on his body must be one of the reasons. If it weren't for the need to quickly heal the sequelae of the life seed explosion, the improvement that Athir could have achieved would have been much more than this.
After standing there and thinking for a while, Atier took out a black crystal core from his waist and held it tightly in his left hand.
The familiar warm current increased in an instant and continued to flow through the body.
Athir stood up, picked up the sword beside him, stood there and trained for a while, feeling the changes in his body.
During this period, he clearly felt the changes in his body. It seemed that a new power began to grow in his body and was affecting his body.
During the examination of the chip, it was found that some new delicate organs were slowly growing in his body. The life energy in the body was stimulating the increase of life activity, and a new transformation period was about to begin.
This is the adaptation process when the knight is about to break through to the great knight. The body is slowly adjusting and undergoing a change in the essence of life.
"Chip! Check the body data and analyze the time required for the adaptation period."
After the training, Athir stood in place and gave orders to the chip in his mind.
In an instant, the chip in his mind responded to him.
Streams of data flashed before his eyes, flowing rapidly and continuously, and finally formed a three-dimensional stereogram in front of his eyes, on which were marked the various organs of his body and detailed data analysis.
"The estimated remaining time for transformation is: six days and seven hours!" After a while, the voice of the chip machine sounded again in his mind.
(End of this chapter)