Quick Wear: The Beautiful, Strong and Tragic Path of a Swordsman

Chapter 172: Knight of Dark Disaster 01



Chapter 172: Knight of Dark Disaster 01

O beautiful Slav, pure and eternal white;

You are always strong and proud;

Winter and frost are defeated at your feet;

The beasts of the snowfield are your food;

The wind and snow are your hymns;

The thunder is your roar;

You dance on the ice and sing on the mountaintops;

O beautiful Slav, pure white and free;

You are the master of winter, the embodiment of ice and snow;

This is our beloved home,

He is an invincible god.

……

The children sang nursery rhymes with simple melodies in their tender voices, repeating them over and over again without getting tired of it.

They jumped and played hand in hand on the snow-covered streets, their smiles gleaming in the rare warm sunshine after the melting snow.

A group of cavalrymen in solemn military uniforms, riding snow-white war beasts in armor, and restrained their momentum came from the end of the street. The military discipline was strict, and except for the sound of armor colliding and rubbing, even the sound of footsteps on the snow was barely audible.

Even so, the ferocity and sharpness emanating from their inside out still makes people dare not look directly at them.

However, the children, who should have been sensitive and timid, were not afraid of them. They actually walked towards them with their short legs covered with thick cotton pants.

"Your Highness Cherno!"

The children chattered excitedly and greeted the leading knight.

The leading knight pulled the reins, and the entire team stopped moving forward.

All the knights behind him were wearing silver-white armor, except for the young knight leading the team in the front, who was dressed in pure black. Even his hair and the silk wrapped around his eyes were black.

Black is an ominous and evil color in the pure white Slavic people, because according to legend, it is the color of the negative god and will bring disaster to this land.

However, this pure black knight guarded the Slavic border for ten years. He also used ten years to wash away his bad reputation and became the "pure black guardian", "knight of the night" and "dark hero" in the hearts of the border residents.

He rolled down from the mighty and ferocious war beast lightly, and his black boots stepped on the snow, leaving a few spots of white on them.

"Long time no see, have you grown taller again?"

Unlike his cold and aloof temperament, his voice is gentle and warm, and his smile is friendly.

He is like two different people when he speaks and when he doesn't.

"Of course, we all eat and sleep well, and we want to grow as tall as Your Highness in the future!"

"That's right!"

"I want to be taller than Your Highness!"

"Then I will grow taller than you!"

Once the kids started talking, they couldn't stop. Like a group of carefree little sparrows, they gathered around the young man and started comparing themselves to each other.

The young man, who looked cold and dignified, gradually became at a loss.

He is very bad at dealing with other people's love and closeness because he is not used to it, because he is used to other people's disgust and cold eyes, as well as ridicule and bullying.

Seeing this, the burly knight who was half a step behind the young man also dismounted. He walked over with steady steps and glanced calmly at the children surrounding the young man.

The children immediately fell silent and dispersed.

The burly young man's gentle smile froze on his face.

Is he really that scary?

"Ahem..." Someone in the team behind him couldn't hold back his laughter and coughed.

Then coughing sounds began one after another, mixed with a few puffs.

The burly young man immediately turned his head like a tiger, his pair of ferocious eyes glaring as if he was going to eat someone the next second. However, the knights who knew the nature of the deputy captain were not afraid, but only found it even funnier.

Because usually when the deputy team leader shows this expression, he is actually feeling aggrieved, not angry.

"Okay, everyone, stop bullying Hu Zi." Xu Yan rubbed the man who was half a head taller than him as if he were a pet, with a gentle smile.

Hermann no longer felt aggrieved, and like a big tiger being stroked by a keeper, he lowered his head slightly and smiled a little silly.

Who could have thought that Xu Yan would be seriously injured in a duel with this man when he first arrived at the border?

As for Hermann… he nearly died on the spot.

Hermann is recognized as the strongest knight among the Slavs.

Therefore, Xu Yan, who was called the 'incarnation of disaster', was able to gain a foothold in the army where strength was respected.

His identity in this world is not simple.

He was the son of King Tarnov Berg of the Slavic Empire and the third prince of the Slavic Empire - Cherno Berg.

However, he is an illegitimate child, the kind that neither his father nor his mother loves.

Of course, all this is not important to Xu Yan.

He just came to complete the mission, not to seize the throne.

His mission is to:

【Strive for the ownership of this new world for Paradise. 】

In fact, this is exactly what he should do as the third executive officer.

The previous missions centered around the "protagonist" were actually very rare, so rare that they would only occur once in decades.

There are many forces heading to this new world this time, but except for two or three specific ones, none of them are worthy of his attention.

The first is the violator force.

According to the intelligence gathered by 937, they occupied the western part of the continent and helped the Tartars unify the West.

The second is the 'Tree Realm' which is only slightly weaker than the 'Paradise'.

I heard that the guy from the tree world comes to the "Paradise" every day to try to poach people, and when he fails, he just plays dirty and sits on the ground crying.

In fact, when you cut open the core, it's completely black.

The third one worth mentioning is - Dragonborn.

However, he just received news that all the Dragonborn were kidnapped back by the man from his own "Paradise" and signed a contract to sell themselves.

He wasn't curious at all about how that person had done it. Anyway, the Dragonborn didn't have to be dealt with by him anymore, and everyone was happy, so he crossed it out from his schedule.

And the last one worth noting is someone he is about to meet.

"Your Highness, are you really going back to the capital?" On the way back to the base, Hermann frowned and looked worried.

Before I knew the Third Prince, I often heard about his miserable situation in the royal capital.

Disliked by his father, he was ordered to wear only black at all times and was not allowed to wear the sacred Slavic white.

He was ostracized by his royal brothers, who invited him to a party but locked him outside the gate of the manor alone.

He was shunned by the residents of the royal capital. If it weren't for his royal status, they would have thrown rotten eggs at him.

It's true that the more prosperous and peaceful a place is, the more people have the leisure to create messy things.

Even the normal thing that winter was half a month longer than in previous years was blamed on his highness.

But their border is different. Every soldier and every resident here is well aware of the basics of survival.

They fight against the harsh nature and the invading enemies. They have awe for the legendary pure white god, but they believe in their own hands more.

The reason they have survived to this day is not because of the protection of gods, but because of the brave warriors, skilled hunters and farmers who can grow potatoes and cold vegetables in this frozen soil.

So how could they bear to bully a knight who was more powerful than Hermann, a warrior who had been on the verge of death countless times to protect them, whom they hadn't even had time to cherish?

This border is very long and borders the most brutal and fierce western countries.

There are nearly a hundred villages and towns near the border, and the residents firmly believe that they can survive here.

They themselves are the Slavs in the nursery rhymes who can overcome everything.


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