Chapter 103 Emergency

"What's the condition?" Ryan asked with a little doubt.

"Well, Ryan, if you can beat me, I will teach you shield skills." A rare blush appeared on Lagre's face, because she remembered a sentence her father once said to her.

"Well?" Ryan was stunned at first, then ecstatic, and immediately nodded heavily.

In this case, we can't hold back too much.

Apart from other things, judging from the previous fight, if we use the "Power Burst" to defeat Lagre, Ryan is still sure!

"Lagre, then you have to be careful."

30% of the power burst!

Ryan rushed towards Lagre again, and chopped the barbarian girl Lagre with a powerful 45-degree oblique chop. This time the power was even greater, and the iron wood sword blade pierced the air, making a sharp whistling sound.

This made Lagre look solemn. She stared at the chopping angle of Ryan's blade and quickly controlled the shield to hit the sword at a 45-degree angle.

"Bang!"

The dull clash of sword and shield was heard again.

But this time, Ryan did not retreat. With 30% of his strength, his strength had surpassed that of Lagre slightly.

However, Lagre only retreated half a step, and her round and strong thighs naturally stabilized her body, without any embarrassment.

This made Ryan's evaluation of Lagre's shield skills higher again.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Half a minute passed, and no matter whether Ryan controlled the ironwood sword to attack like a storm, whether it was "angry slash", "slash" or "jump slash", Lagre took it steadily.

In the situation, Ryan had the upper hand throughout the whole process and pressed Lagre to fight, but the barbarian girl was very stable even when she retreated.

Facing Ryan's powerful "jump slash", she also turned around and stepped back to resolve it calmly.

"Bang!"

After the sword and shield collided again, Ryan took a step back, wiped the sweat from his head, looked at the barbarian girl seriously and said: "Lagre, if you can take my last blow, then I lose."

"Huh? Ryan, you still have a trick?" Lagre, who was also sweating profusely, stared at Ryan with her beautiful eyes.

She was really surprised. Anna told her that Ryan was two years younger than her, but with Ryan's strength just now, he was already on par with her, a barbarian warrior who was about to enter a violent state.

What surprised her even more was that this boy who was not even her age actually had a killer move!

She had always thought that just now was all Ryan's strength.

Ryan looked into Lagre's eyes, nodded, and indicated that he was going to launch an attack.

The next second, his "power burst" instantly opened to 60%, and Ryan's blood vessels were surging, and his muscles swelled. Then, he made a powerful "jump slash" towards Lagre!

However, since there was no full-strength burst, the degree of muscle expansion was still within a reasonable range, and there was no extremely exaggerated situation when there was a full-strength burst.

But Lagre was also stunned for a moment, her mouth was round, and she thought, Ryan, are you a barbarian or am I a barbarian?

Facing Ryan's thundering attack, Lagre quickly raised her shield to block, and at the same time, she held the axe in her right hand and raised the shield with both hands, but under the absolute crushing force.

With a loud bang, Lagre was directly chopped and flew seven or eight meters and fell to the ground.

Ryan saw it and thought it was bad. He was busy trying to learn combat skills, but ended up hurting the "teacher".

So he hurried forward to help.

Fortunately, Lagre's shield skills were indeed extraordinary. Even under such a heavy blow from Ryan, she was still not injured, only the left wrist was sore.

Just as Ryan was helping Lagre to stand up, a familiar guard suddenly rushed in and said anxiously, "Ryan, Lord Hamilton wants to see you for an urgent mission!"

This startled both Ryan and Lagre, but Ryan immediately reacted and replied, "Okay, I'll be there right away."

At the same time, he turned to Lagre with a look of regret and said, "It's such a pity, Lagre, why don't you go back first? I can only ask you for shield skills next time."

"By the way, just let my family know. I may not be able to make it in time for dinner."

"Yeah!" Lagre's eyes flashed and she smiled and nodded.

As Ryan quickly walked into Hamilton's office, he saw the familiar little man Matteo was there too, breathing heavily, his chest rising and falling rapidly.

In addition, Ryan was surprised to find that Hamilton had changed his clothes. The original noble hunting suit had become a set of light silver knight plate armor.

At this time, Hamilton was wearing the last plate armor gloves. When he saw Ryan coming in, he signaled Matteo and told Ryan the story again.

Matteo quickly said, "Ryan, we found a secret base suspected to be cultists at Stewin Farm in the north of Shining Gold Town. Captain Willen has already led people there."

"The enemy is very strong. As soon as we came into contact, we found that the enemy had at least two third-level knight attendants guarding the base. We are in urgent need of support now!"

"Cultists?" Ryan was also surprised.

But Ryan also had a question at the same time, because in his impression, Captain Willen has always been a cautious and stable person.

So why would Willen take a team of night watchmen to go there without reporting to Sheriff Hamilton first when the enemy situation was unclear?

After all, if the cultists were so easy to deal with, they would have been wiped out long ago.

As if seeing the confusion in Ryan's eyes, Matteo immediately explained:

"At noon today, Captain Willen's child who was supposed to be playing in the yard suddenly disappeared. Later, we immediately used dogs to track him all the way to Stewin Farm."

"Then we found that in addition to Captain Willen's child, there were at least four or five other missing children in Shimmering Gold Town who were traded into the base."

"What!" Ryan suddenly realized!

It turned out that it involved Willen's own child. No wonder!

What else can I say? It's understandable.

Hamilton was now dressed neatly. He turned to look at Ryan, paused, and said seriously: "You already understand the situation. If it is really the stronghold of the cultists, this mission will be very dangerous."

"Just now, I have sent someone to the Habsburg Manor to inform Knight Lloyd and ask him to send someone to support."

"Ryan, as a new night watchman, you may not be clear about the situation of the cultists. However, you are the strongest among the night watchmen, so I want to ask you, are you willing to go with us?"

Ryan thought for a while and said seriously: "Lord Hamilton, Captain Willen is my friend. In addition, rescuing the missing children in Shining Gold Town is also my duty as a night watchman."

"Also, sir, you said that the more difficult the task, the higher the merit points reward will be, right?" Ryan said the last sentence with a smile.

"Of course! Good boy!"

"By the way, here is a set of my spare knight plate armor. Although it is not a full set, it is not light. Try to see if you can wear it."

"Clang!" Hamilton came out of the compartment behind him, carrying a heavy set of knight plate armor.

"It's always safer to wear it!" Hamilton handed it to Ryan.

As soon as Ryan took it, he found that the weight of this set of knight plate armor was more than 100 pounds.

However, as Hamilton said, this does not seem to be a full set of knight armor. After Ryan put them on one by one, he found that there are only five parts, namely plate armor face helmet, plate armor shoulder guards, plate armor chest armor, plate armor leg armor and plate armor greaves.

The lack of plate armor gauntlets, combat boots and arm armor seems to be to reduce some weight and facilitate quick movement.

Although this is Hamilton's spare knight plate armor set, it is of excellent quality, and the lining of the plate armor is soft lambskin, which has good elasticity.

Therefore, even though Hamilton was half a head taller than Ryan, Ryan only felt it was slightly loose after putting it on, and there was no problem using it.

On the contrary, Ryan, wearing a knight's plate armor and carrying a sheepskin-wrapped sword, gave people a heroic and vigorous feeling!

"Not bad! Let's go!" Hamilton nodded and walked straight out of the office. When

they arrived at the door of the administrative office, all the night watchmen at home were waiting there, so a group of more than ten people rode on the war horses that the guards had prepared long ago and galloped towards Stewin Farm in the north of Shining Gold Town.

In the center of Stewin Farm, in a two-story farmhouse.

Seven or eight strong men wearing either plate armor or chain mail were surrounding a man in a black robe.

Two trembling men were kneeling around them.

"Lord Mort, the two idiots of the Blood Hand Gang were not careful enough and were tracked down by the Empire's "Black Dogs." A burly man wearing plate armor and carrying a heavy hammer said to the man in the black robe with a little respect.

"These two guys!" The heavy hammer man pointed at the two people kneeling on the ground and added.

"Oh? What about the people sent by your Wilderness Brotherhood to pick them up? Are they so careless too? Didn't they use the deodorizing powder?" The black-robed man named Mort's face sank, and he was obviously very unhappy about this accident.

Just now, he heard the barking of a dog not far from the farmhouse.

Obviously, the Empire's night watchmen used dogs to track here this time.

But he had already told the guys of the Wilderness Brotherhood about this point. Whether it was with the gangs in the county city or the various pirates on the west coast, they must be careful when trading. They must use deodorizing powder and masks to hide their tracks.

What's more, what made him even more headache was that the church had just issued an order two days ago to further increase the bounty and speed up the search for "materials".

As a result, only two days later, something happened here. I'm afraid that the chief priest...

This inexplicably made Mort feel a little irritated!

"This." The heavy hammer man glanced at the subordinate behind him and explained with a stiff upper lip.

"First, it's been so long, nothing has happened, everyone is a little lax, and second, Mathias drank some wine at noon today, so he was careless for a moment."

"Lord Mort, the team of 'black dogs' outside, shall I go out and clean them up now?" The heavy hammer man obviously wanted to protect his subordinates, and took the initiative to say to the black robe Mort.

"Does the other side have any formal knights?"

"No, just a small team of 'black dogs', I can handle it alone!" The heavy hammer man patted his chest heavily with his right hand wearing an iron glove.

The subordinate named Mathias looked at his boss gratefully.

Hearing that there were no formal knights, Mort's face looked a little better.

It seems that the little ghosts should be able to be taken away.

"Wait a minute, you go and bring up the more than 20 little ghosts in the cellar and load them onto the carriage."

"Wait a minute, I'll cover you, you take these little ghosts and retreat to the safe point I told you last time." Mort rejected the suggestion of the heavy hammer man.

Now is the period when the church attaches great importance to "materials". If more than 20 little ghosts are gone this time, he will definitely be held accountable by the higher-ups, which he cannot bear. He also wants to further improve his control over the black flame.

If it is just to give up a base, it is not a big problem.

"Sir, why don't you just kill them directly? Do we really need to give up this base?" The man with the heavy hammer didn't quite understand why

he had to retreat. Wouldn't it be better to just kill them all and prevent the news from leaking out?

"Don't look at their weak strength, but since the other party has caught up, how do you know they didn't report it?"

"Well, sir, I'll go now."

"By the way, what about these two idiots? Just kill them?" The man with the heavy hammer pointed to the two men who were kneeling beside him and shaking constantly and said.

"No, I'm still useful. Maybe I can make a "deal" with them."

Mort stroked his chin, and his face under the black hood showed a playful smile.

(End of this chapter)