Chapter 307: The True Secret Society, Triggering the Holy Knight

Looking at the sword blade in the black-armored knight's hand, where a faint yellow light shimmered.

"Rotten Sword: Krokdabar."

A look of envy appeared in the gray-robed mage's withered yellow eyes, and he let out a low laugh, "After you die, I will collect this sword well for you."

This was one of the four weapons of the Black Knight, one of the 13 Heroes in legend. Besides this guy in front of him with a face full of scars, another sword was in the hands of the woman from the Kingdom's adventurer team 【Blue Rose】.

As for the other two, the "Evil Sword" and "Death Sword," their whereabouts were unknown. This was an extraordinary collection.

What a pity!

He wasn't a warrior; otherwise, being able to hold and use such a weapon would be simply too happy!

The gray-robed mage's fiery gaze made the black-armored knight's eyes turn cold: "Move your dirty eyes away from this sword!"

"You guy who smells of rot, you'd better stay with your bugs!"

Facing this undisguised disgust and mockery...

... the gray-robed mage didn't care at all, but the greed in his eyes converged a bit.

The argument between the two high disciples...

... the Alliance Master ignored, instead looking into the distance, wondering what he was thinking, and after a brief silence, said faintly:

"What is that guy doing?"

The gray-robed mage's expression froze. He knew the mysterious red-robed magic caster the Alliance Master was asking about. He had met the other party a few times, although they hadn't exchanged a single word from beginning to end.

Yet he could perceive that the strength of that mysterious red-robed magic caster was perhaps even stronger than his own.

"The other party has been appearing near the demi-human gathering place during this time, seemingly looking for something?"

The gray-robed mage asked in confusion, then continued: "Alliance Master, do you need to call the other party over to participate in this action?"

"No need."

"The two of you, plus it, are enough." The Alliance Master's hoarse voice rang out.

The Death Knight walked up, its scarlet, terrifying gaze and heart-trembling pressure permeated, and the temperature around it seemed to drop by several degrees instantly.

"Heh, it's an enemy."

The black-armored knight held the rotten sword in his hand and whispered interestingly.

The gray-robed mage felt a chill in his heart.

He had originally thought that the red-robed caster might become one of the high disciples, but now the Alliance Master didn't seem to have that intention... or had changed his mind!

"I have no interest in accompanying this group of people to play a battle game of hide-and-seek."

"Since they are here, don't leave. It just so happens that we are short of a few corpses with not-so-weak strength!"

The black negative energy permeating the Alliance Master's whole body squirmed slightly, echoing with the cold tone in this terrifying atmosphere.

In stories like "Heroic Tales" and "Adventure Tales," those heroes and adventurers always eliminate the enemy's strength bit by bit, figure out intelligence, and finally achieve victory.

Reality is not a biographical novel or a story in the mouths of bards!

"Yes, Alliance Master!"

"Yes, Alliance Master!"

The gray-robed mage and the black-armored warrior nodded respectfully and turned to leave.

Looking at the two who gradually disappeared...

... a look of anticipation appeared in the Alliance Master's pale pupils.

"Does that legendary true secret society really exist?"

"No, it must exist!"

"After this matter is over, it should be enough to attract the other party's attention."

The Alliance Master's vague, self-muttering voice echoed gloomily on this open ground buried with a large number of undead.

And at this moment, on Tang Zheng's side.

The three elite units departed immediately after a brief rest, rushing toward the hilly region in the south.

Everyone had to rush as quickly as possible during the day and reach the water source in the southern area within three days to meet up with the remaining demi-human tribes.

Because everyone only carried three days' worth of food and water; any more would affect the speed of the march.

According to the normal route, with the guidance of Go-Jin, the demi-human, three days would be enough to reach it easily, but in reality, the time would be longer.

One was to ensure sufficient physical strength.

Two was to guard against attacks by the undead.

Just these two points compressed the marching time of the crowd by 1/3.

*Patter—Patter—*

The evil spirit dog followed at the very back of the entire team with small steps, while Enri gripped the bone chain tightly, sitting on the evil spirit dog's neck.

"Team Leader, I..." Enri's cheeks were somewhat ashamed.

Everyone was marching on foot, and only she was sitting on the evil spirit dog. Feeling the strange gazes coming from all around from time to time, Enri was naturally somewhat embarrassed.

"Just sit on it with peace of mind."

Tang Zheng shook his head, his eyes observing the surroundings while speaking calmly.

At the same time, he walked forward very lightly and quickly.

This was the magic cast by the magic casters of the Priest Corps on everyone—a light-type magic that could save physical strength and speed up the marching pace.

"But." Enri lowered her head slightly, her fingers gripping the bone chain turning white.

"Enri."

"Team Leader."

Tang Zheng signaled for Enri to look at the three people in front: "Observe those three well, and pay attention to how they lead the troops to act."

"Ah, yes!" Enri was confused but nodded immediately, hurriedly looking over.

Those three were Captain Remedios, Priest Captain Kelart, and Captain Captain Nigen.

"That side has also started to act, even faster than expected."

Tang Zheng frowned slightly. Through the information passed over by the shadow clone, he was also able to perceive the Alliance Master's actions in the first instance.

Strange!

The Alliance Master would actually go to war directly with the Holy Kingdom and the Slane Theocracy. No matter how he thought about it, it was a bit strange. Neither winning nor losing had much benefit for the Alliance Master.

"Too little intelligence, missing some key information. Just relying on speculation can't see the Alliance Master's true purpose." Tang Zheng thought to himself.

"Tang." A familiar voice came.

Tang Zheng looked at Pabeel, the "Black," who was following closely.

As a top archer, he was placed at the very back of the team. During the day, Pabeel, the "Black," didn't need to exert his skills.

Those sharp eyes that could see things clearly even in the night were the true time for him to exert his skills in the dark environment.

On the contrary, Clementine was at the very front of the team, and with her agile body and speed, she was suitable to act as a scout-type role.

"Pabeel." Tang Zheng turned his head and responded softly.

Both sides had long been familiar with each other, so they called each other by their names.

"You really value this companion of yours."

Pabeel, the "Black," swept a glance at Enri, who was sitting on the evil spirit dog.

Tang Zheng raised his eyelids, knowing that his brief conversation with Enri had been overheard by Pabeel, which was why he spoke like this.

"Everyone thinks she doesn't have any talent."

Tang Zheng shrugged his shoulders and said with a light smile, "But I don't think so. I have always believed that everyone has their own talent."

"It's just that they lack the possibility of being discovered and the effort to realize that talent."

Hearing this...

... Pabeel, the "Black," widened his eyes. The man who was always calm and motionless rarely showed a change in expression.

"Tang, this point of view is simply too great!"

"You know, I have a daughter who possesses very high talent in archery. But I really don't understand why she would choose to become a Paladin."

"Oh, I don't mean that being a Paladin is bad. That child's personality is a bit timid. She would be scared to tears even seeing a caterpillar. A girl..."

Pabeel, the "Black," seemed to have been opened by some switch, talking endlessly about his daughter.

Tang Zheng showed a helpless expression on his face and could only try his best to look like he was listening.

Speaking of which!

The other party's daughter was Neia, one of the humans Tang Zheng liked the least. But that referred to the future Neia; now, she was ultimately just an ordinary girl.

Not far away...

..."Red" Orland also pestered Go-Jin, seemingly wanting to ask for advice on combat skills and abilities, making Go-Jin somewhat annoyed.

The leisurely and scattered attitude of these few people was not stopped by Kelart, but instead, there was a kind of intentional indulgence.

It was precisely because of this...

... that the tense atmosphere that should have permeated the air, and the fear of death in the face of tens of thousands of undead, were greatly relieved.

However...

... the faint smell of rot in the air kept everyone's spirits tense.

Along the way...

... everywhere was filled with a sense of desolation. Not to mention normal wild beasts, monsters, or even demi-human races, even the sound of insects and birds was completely absent.

What this represented was self-evident.

The place where everyone was seemed to be a thorough dead zone. This oppressive atmosphere was like a big mountain hanging in everyone's heart!

As the scorching sun set...

... the atmosphere became even more oppressive and tense!

As the nominal commander, Kelart immediately issued an order to camp and rest. Before the night fell, they began to arrange warning and protective magic means.

Rays of magic light kept flashing from all directions.

Although undead could also act during the day, as the dead, unless controlled by someone, they rarely appeared actively during the day. Night was the time when undead truly moved!

This was also the reason why everyone rushed during the day and immediately rested as soon as it got dark!

The scorching temperature filled the air with a sense of stuffiness.

Tang Zheng swept across the crowd, who had taken off their helmets, were full of sweat, and were drinking water from their water bags, and walked up after a brief thought.

"Vice-Captain Gustavo."

Tang Zheng shouted to Gustavo, who was among the Paladins and was ordering something.

"Hmm?"

Vice-Captain Gustavo turned his head in surprise, and after seeing it was Tang Zheng, walked over quickly: "Team Leader Tang, what's the matter."

"Everyone's water bags should have emptied by one bag, right."

"That's right. The climate in the hills is too abnormal. Logically, it shouldn't be this hot at this time of year."

"Since that's the case, there's a matter I need to discuss with you." Tang Zheng spoke softly, stating his thoughts.

Vice-Captain Gustavo was surprised and hesitant at first, then showed a look of joy: "That's great, Team Leader Tang. I need to report this matter to the Captain and Lord Kelart."

"It's fine." Tang Zheng nodded.

After realizing the upcoming attack through the shadow clone, Tang Zheng wouldn't remain indifferent and intended to assist everyone within the scope of the abilities he displayed.

He wanted to see if the Alliance Master really intended to eliminate this group of people!

Soon...

... Kelart, Remedios, and Captain Captain Nigen walked over.

"Team Leader Tang, your proposal is good." Kelart said with a smile.

Remedios also rarely showed a friendly attitude, holding her holy sword with one hand, and said carelessly: "Sorry for the trouble."

"It's not trouble."

Tang Zheng shook his head and responded softly.

"Thank you, Team Leader Tang. However, will this waste the already scarce water? The Paladins consume more."

Another Vice-Captain, "Peach" Isadelo, first nodded to Tang Zheng, then said worriedly.

"Then prioritize the Paladin Order!"

"The Sunlight Scripture and the Priest Corps contribute half a bag of water each; that should be enough." Captain Captain Nigen gave the plan directly.

"That's fine."

Kelart thought for a moment and nodded.

Soon!

Dozens of Paladins began to act, collecting one water bag from everyone in the Priest Corps and the Scripture unit.

They gathered all the water inside and poured it into a large temporary water bag made of cloaks.

Enri took out 10 bottles of the limited "Regeneration Potion" carried on the evil spirit dog and poured them all into this large water bag.

"'Alchemy'!"

Tang Zheng's hands radiated magic light, letting the poured "Regeneration Potion" completely integrate into the water, producing a diluted version of the "Regeneration Potion."

With his ability, he could finish refining it in the blink of an eye, but to avoid suspicion, he could only delay it.

"Thank you. With your potion, the mental state of these guys is much better."

Vice-Captain Gustavo looked at the Paladin members who were distributing these diluted potions and showed a look of gratitude.

This was a potion refined by "Genius Alchemy." Even if it was diluted, it made the Paladins' tense nerves relax, and even their smiles increased a lot.

"No need to thank me."

Tang Zheng didn't care, then changed the subject: "By the way, Vice-Captain Gustavo, can I take a look at the sword in your hand?"

In an unfamiliar or strange situation, rashly touching or asking for the other party's weapon was a rude act that easily provoked hostility.

But after this matter just now, the relationship between the two sides had clearly drawn closer!

"This is the standard weapon of our Paladin Order, and it's nothing special."

Vice-Captain Gustavo raised his hand to scratch his finger-long short blonde hair, reached out to draw the weapon in his hand, and handed it over.

The other party said it easily...

... but Tang Zheng knew that this kind of weapon wasn't so easy to obtain. It was a silver-white sword blade with the emblem of the Holy Kingdom's "Paladin Order" cast on it.

The faint magic reaction proved that this was a magic item. Besides its own value

In short, it is of extraordinary significance; for every Paladin, it is unique!

"Hum—"

"Contact weapon: Longsword, obtained basic class information: Paladin."

"Do you wish to take this class?"

"An eye-catching weapon." Tang Zheng observed the longsword in his hand with an unchanging expression, sighed in admiration, and then raised his hand to return it.

"Haha, this weapon has followed me for over 10 years. In terms of value, it might not compare to some truly expensive weapons, but its significance is extraordinary."

"If Team Leader Tang likes it, you can apply for one from our commander, though the emblem on it would have to be removed."

Vice Commander Gustabo spoke half-jokingly while taking back the weapon.

"Better not. I am a magic caster; holding such a weapon would be a waste."

Tang Zheng shook his head, responded with a smile, and deliberately let his fingers brush over the silver-white armor on the other's body, pausing briefly.

"Hum—"

"Contact armor: Paladin Armor, obtained Mid Rank class information: Holy Knight."

"Do you wish to take this class?"

(End of chapter)