Chapter 204: Death of a Hero

The life and death of one person involves the fate of a country. This sounds outrageous, but Silver Moon Knight Winston Wright deserves this honor.

Everyone knows that Winston Wright is the strongest paladin, bar none.

Even the founding emperor Arthur Lane, judging from historical records, should not be as good as this Silver Moon Knight.

But unlike many geniuses, Winston Wright became a legend at the age of seventy-eight.

Compared to those holy warriors who became legends in their forties or fifties, Winston Wright's talent was much worse and his record was not that impressive.

But since his promotion, Winston Wright has pushed the value of the legend to an incredible height.

Being able to kill the lich together with his life box shocked the whole country of Ryan. The emperor personally awarded him the title of Silver Moon Knight, an honorary title independent of all other titles.

The holy light of this old man looks ordinary, but its purity surpasses everyone else, as if it was cast by a god himself.

His Supreme Slash had long since deviated from its original form and had become incredibly powerful.

He is not good at leading troops, nor does he understand political strategies, but as long as he appears on the battlefield, he can change the situation with just one sword.

Winston Wright is the undefeated legend of the Ryan Empire. No evil can withstand his sword.

But such a legend among legends has finally come to the end of his life.

In the Fang City, a group of holy warriors were waiting nervously outside the door of a room where the one hundred and fifty-year-old man was lying.

Winston Wright lay in bed, his face pale.

No matter how much vitality the light priests infused into him, they could only barely maintain his breathing.

The human body is too fragile. Even a person who has been pampered can hardly live to be 150 years old, let alone an old man who has been in the military for half his life. He has not only wrinkles left by the years, but also scars left by thousands of battles.

He was like a cloth bag that had been patched for years, and now even the original cloth had been worn to the point of being transparent, and would break into pieces with the slightest pull.

The priest of light who had just cast a spell shook his head at Alan Watson who was standing at the head of the bed, but did not dare to say a word.

Alan Watson's face showed uncontrollable sadness.

The old man on the bed was not only a hero of the empire, but also his teacher.

Although Winston Wright had never admitted it, he was completely devoted to the young man Allen. Not only did he use his reputation to guarantee him and make him the defender of the city, he also taught Allen all his combat experience.

Even when fighting against the orcs, Winston Wright went against the majority and brought Alan, a young man who had failed many times, with him.

Alan also tried very hard. In the previous battle, he even held back an orc legend by himself. Although he had several holes in his body, he managed to hold back this legend who was good at stealth and sneak attacks for two minutes by himself and held on until the support of other paladins.

After recovering from his injuries, Allen finally reached the legendary level.

And Allen is just over twenty years old. He is the youngest legendary paladin in the history of the Ryan Empire.

Allen was so happy to share this joy with his mentor, but Winston Wright fell down. The old man who was invincible on the battlefield fainted in front of Allen. Allen was shocked and rushed him to the hospital for treatment, but the result was sad that he was no longer able to be saved.

Alan didn't know how to face this fact. He had not been with Winston Wright for a long time, but he already regarded him as his teacher and even half a father.

As a result, after spending such a short time together, the two had to separate. Even though he knew that the teacher would definitely enter the Kingdom of the Lord of the Dawn, Alan couldn't help but feel his eyes turn red.

When tears were about to overflow from his eyes, the old man on the bed suddenly laughed out loud.

"Haha, why are you crying? I'm not dead yet."

Alan was startled and quickly looked at Winston Wright, and found that his sallow face suddenly turned rosy, as if he had regained his vitality.

But Alan knew very well that this was only his last bit of life, and the teacher was really about to leave, perhaps only a few minutes or even seconds left.

Allen wanted to reassure Winston Wright, but he opened his mouth and said halfway: "Teacher, I..."

Finally, Alan couldn't hold back his tears.

Winston Wright comforted her, "Well, cry if you want to. There's no one else here anyway. But don't just cry. I have something to tell you."

Allen quickly wiped his tears and said, "Teacher, please give me your orders."

"It's not an order, it's just... forget it, do you know why I didn't formally accept you as my student?" Winston Wright asked.

Allen replied: "The teacher doesn't want me to be too stressed."

Winston Wright said: "That's right. No matter what outsiders think, you are not my student, so you don't need to bear my responsibilities. Perhaps you can survive."

Winston Wright had many disciples in his life, each of whom was a genius in the empire, the most outstanding young people. They never let Winston Wright down, and they were all heroes of the empire.

It’s a pity that the name of Silver Moon Knight’s disciple is too heavy.

You are the disciple of Silver Moon Knight. You are not ten times stronger than others. Are you ashamed? If you can't turn the tide, what qualifications do you have to be the disciple of that master? Although no one would say this, everyone thinks so in their hearts, including Winston Wright's students. They themselves do not allow themselves to be mediocre.

But the danger of the battlefield has never been preferential because of a name. Every student of Winston Wright died on the battlefield, and some even died in front of him.

Winston Wright regretted that he should not have put such pressure on those young people who were not yet mature.

Allen, like his disciples, possessed an outstanding talent. But he was also immature, so he was defeated by the lich again and again. It was not his fault. Even Winston Wright himself was tricked by the lich. This was an extremely cunning lich. The Empire should have put him at the top of the wanted list instead of removing his name.

In the last few days of his life, Winston Wright taught Allen everything he knew, but he did not give Allen any status as a student and only treated him as a "servant."

In this way, Alan would not have to bear the name of Silver Moon Knight.

This young man should find his own way. Perhaps he can become a Sun Knight and another great hero of the empire.

Winston Wright was originally worried that Allen couldn't figure it out, so he wanted to help him resolve his knot before his death. Unexpectedly, this young man was smarter and calmer than he thought, and he had already seen through his good intentions.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

That way, there's nothing to worry about.

"Alan, I will give you three final pieces of advice. You must remember them."

Allen said excitedly: "Teacher, please tell me, I will definitely remember it and will never forget it until I die!"

Winston Wright said very solemnly: "The first rule is that you must not show any mercy to your enemies. This is cruel to yourself."

Alan said firmly: "I remember, I will never hesitate when my sword strikes down."

Winston Wright nodded and continued, "Second, recognize your enemy. The undead are not the only evil in this world. There are also many hidden evils within the empire. You must see clearly."

Allen said in surprise: "Teacher, what are you talking about? The evil within the empire?"

Allen's father is the highest judge of the empire, and can be said to be the highest judge of the entire country. If there is really any crime hidden, then his father is either derelict in his duty or complicit in the crime.

Winston Wright did not answer this question, but continued: "Third, we believe in the Lord of the Dawn, in light and justice, not in the words written in books, not in the dogmas recited since childhood. When you are confused, you must remember this!"

Alan felt that something was wrong. The more he listened to what the teacher said, the more it seemed wrong.

Was he in his last moments of insanity?

Unfortunately, Allen could no longer ask more questions. After saying this, Winston Wright closed his eyes, his heartbeat began to weaken rapidly, and his life finally came to an end.

Allen quickly asked the priests of light to come in, and the priests hurriedly cast divine spells on Winston Wright. Although they knew that this was meaningless, they still had to show some effort.

This man is a hero of the empire. If he doesn't work hard and the news gets out, he will definitely be held accountable.

Alan stood silently by, watching the priests of light cast various spells on his teacher, barely keeping his heart beating even though it should have stopped long ago.

Winston Wright frowned, revealing an extremely painful expression.

How much torture did he endure at this moment?

Allen couldn't help but think of what the teacher had just said. Forcibly dragging an old man, not letting him die peacefully, but constantly torturing him, is this also light and justice? Allen angrily roared at these light priests: "Enough! Let the teacher go to the kingdom of God, and don't torture him anymore!"

However, no one paid any attention to Allen's roar.

Instead, another white-haired paladin shouted, "Is it your turn to speak? Alan Watson, get out! It's not your turn to interfere in my grandfather's affairs!"

The paladin's name was Alan Wright, he was already seventy years old, he was Winston Wright's grandson. He had long disliked Alan Watson, why did his grandfather let this guy stay by his side, he, the grandson, didn't even have this honor.

Allen was speechless. The moment Winston Wright closed his eyes, he completely became an "outsider".

He took a deep look at the teacher who was still being rescued, then turned and left the room.

From today on, you have to walk the road ahead on your own.

(End of this chapter)