Chapter 138: Divine Art Covering the Warhorse [Light Battle Armor], Protection Enhanced, Setting Off

Jier walked around the room, his every step causing the wooden floor to emit an unbearable creaking sound.

One must know that Jier currently weighed one hundred and twenty kilograms, and the weapons and equipment on his body were also nearly one hundred kilograms; with a tall warrior of over two hundred kilograms moving about, some of the thinner wooden floorboards could not withstand his force and movement.

Picking up the Dwarf Soldier Spear leaning against the wall and the Knight Curved Shield resting by the bedside, Jier, fully armed, strode toward the balcony.

Thump, thump, thump—the wooden floor emitted a sound that echoed throughout the entire inn as Jier walked, surprising quite a few people.

And the wooden balcony that the inn had set up outside the luxury suite creaked unbearably as soon as Jier stepped onto it.

Jier quickly spotted an empty spot in the middle of the backyard and leaped out.

He plummeted straight down.

Boom—

His feet hit the ground, and the tremor caused by the impact made many people nearby instinctively step back, spreading their arms to maintain their balance.

And when Jier straightened his legs and stood up, his appearance at that moment made everyone looking at him gasp; Jier's subordinate Warriors were reminded of the terrifying image of Jier going all out when they wiped out the parasitic Monster before, and although he was flowing with white light at this moment, white and black, in many cases, were not much different.

Not far away, a young man peeking at this side from the top of a casino with a Telescope twitched the corner of his mouth. He pursed his lips, feeling fortunate that he hadn't had a direct confrontation with Knight Jier this morning.

Beside him, a middle-aged man with an ordinary face sat on the roof tiles, also looking over, but this person only used his naked eyes, yet he seemed to be able to see things far away clearly.

"Knights, huh... Knights, they are always this troublesome, right?" the middle-aged man with the ordinary face sighed in a helpless tone.

"I didn't have a concept of them before, but now I finally understand why you didn't approve of my actions these past two days. Damn it, can such an iron box really be broken by the Daggers and Short Swords in our hands?" the gloomy, handsome young man sighed, biting his lip in frustration until it bled.

The middle-aged man was still the one who saw things clearly: "Some Legendary Thieves can defeat a Knight head-on, but you and I are still far from that. But things aren't done that way either; for example, that Knight Jier, perhaps no one can stop him while he is fully armed like this, but what about when he goes to the Toilet? When he takes a bath? When he sleeps? When he messes around with women? Hmph, he can't possibly be companions with his armor for a lifetime, putting it on and never taking it off, right?"

The middle-aged man then counted on his fingers and said: "He has to eat and drink, right? Poison his food, or don't give him a chance to drink water. And in such hot weather now, I don't believe he can wear this kind of armor all day long; he'd be cooked to death. Even some high-powered weapons that the guilds don't allow, large-scale poisonous mists that kill instantly upon inhalation, acid poured from above like rain, or even a sealed underground room with the air sucked out could finish him. As long as you think of a way, there are always ways to deal with these people."

"But just not on the front battlefield, right?" The young Thief was somewhat unwilling, feeling that as an outstanding person like himself, he should be better than the other stupid guys around him in every aspect.

"The Thieves Guild never operates in the sunlight. Don't forget that." The middle-aged Thief earnestly warned.

The young Thief nodded unwillingly and continued to peek at the situation in the backyard of the Jinbi Dingdang Inn through the Single-tube Telescope in his hand.

When Jier mounted his own warhorse fully armed, the young Thief's complexion turned even worse.

And the middle-aged Thief beside him also smacked his lips, feeling that perhaps he had spoken a bit too boldly just now.

Although the momentum Jier displayed when jumping down from the building shocked the people around, everyone actually became excited. Unlike the inn staff, whose faces were ugly and surprised, Jier's subordinate Warriors naturally hoped that Jier himself would be as powerful as possible; they wished Jier were the number one expert in the world, as that would make everyone's future life very comfortable.

After standing up and walking two steps, Jier called over the Tianxuecao that had been scared away, first inserting the Knight Curved Shield in his hand into the Weapon Rack, and then mounting the Long Spear in his hand onto the Weapon Rack on the horse's back.

He then leaped lightly, reaching the height of the Muan, and with a swing of one leg, he sat astride the Muan.

And the Tianxuecao was also very accustomed to Jier's quick way of mounting; it remained motionless while Jier mounted, and only after Jier sat steady and his combat boots were inserted into the Stirrup did it adapt to its master, who weighed over two hundred kilograms, and began to walk slowly.

In terms of weight, this set of Elf Metal Plate Armor for the horse was not even as heavy as the Crossbow Bolts filling the Weapon Rack, but the change in appearance was very significant.

Unlike the somewhat rustic warhorse image from before, the Tianxuecao, reflecting the sunlight all over its body, was truly dazzling, and something even more dazzling was soon to come.

When Jier sat steady, he shifted his attention to maneuvering the warhorse; once his focus was concentrated, the Sun God Church Battle Divine Art, flowing with light, actually spread out from his body, enveloping the entire warhorse clad in Metal Armor as well.

The white flowing light moved across the shiny Metal Armor Plates; it was incredibly beautiful. And it wasn't just for show; the protective power of the plates themselves combined with the protective effect of the Divine Art would produce a result that was not just one plus one equaling two.

In many cases, when defensive power reaches a certain level, ordinary attack methods don't really work. It's not like in a game where it would still give the enemy a basic -1 health deduction; if it doesn't break the defense, it doesn't break the defense.

"Isn't this a bit too bright?" A Warrior used his hand to shield his eyes, looking only through the gaps in his fingers at Knight Jier, whose entire body, including the warhorse, had light flowing over it.

"Bullshit! What do you know? This just shows that Knight Jier is outstanding in strength; the enemy will know at a glance that the Lord is not to be trifled with, and if they do provoke him, the only result is being beaten to death."

"That's true!"

Jier made the Tianxuecao trot, circling the not-so-large inn backyard; he himself hadn't expected that the Light Battle Armor Battle Divine Art could cover the entire warhorse, but upon closer thought, this was also a very normal thing.

This Divine Art seemed to have its range determined by the metal armor on the warrior's body; those with metal armor were more likely to receive the enhancement of the Light Battle Armor, while those without metal armor found it difficult to receive the protection of the Divine Art.

The warhorse was calculated the same way; the previous horse armor only had the Horse Metal Face Guard for protection on the head, while other parts were protected by special protective materials and leather. This time, with the additional Elf Metal Plate Armor kit, the warhorse was identified by the Divine Art, expanding the coverage of the Light Battle Armor from Jier himself to include both him and the warhorse.

After riding around a few times and confirming that the Tianxuecao had no abnormalities due to the new armor, Jier had Aoni organize everyone to shoot at him with bows and arrows.

"Use less force at first."

Jier reminded them.

Everyone wasn't stupid; they wouldn't pull the Soldier Bow to full draw at close range for the first test, so they half-drew their bows and shot toward the body of the warhorse, which was flowing with light.

Jier looked down and saw that the fast-moving Arrows were blocked in mid-air before they landed on the warhorse's plates; just this alone reduced the force of the Arrows by nearly half.

Therefore, after passing through the flowing light of the Light Battle Armor, the arrowheads only made a 'ding' sound as they struck the Elf Metal Plate Armor, neither the plates nor the arrowheads were damaged, and the Arrows fell weakly to the ground.

"Oh, it seems the effect is even better than I imagined. Use some strength this time." Jier gave instructions.

Aoni waved his hand, and the Warriors who knew how to shoot bows pulled their Soldier Bows to full draw one after another and released their arrows.

Due to the close distance, the power of the Arrows was even stronger than in a normal combat state, striking Jier and the Tianxuecao with full force.

There was a chorus of clanging sounds.

The Tianxuecao was startled at first, preparing to run away with all its might and rush out of this inn backyard, but it soon discovered that it was not injured; those sharp 'thorns' flying toward it did not harm it.

Although it felt uncomfortable where it was hit, it could still endure it.

Jier was knocked off balance by the occasional Arrow that hit him, but he himself did not suffer any harm, merely having his body tilt involuntarily from the force of the Arrows.

The impact of these Arrows made him feel somewhat uncomfortable, but enduring a barrage of arrows for a short time should be fine.

When he held the Knight Curved Shield in his hand, the situation was much better; the Arrows hitting the shield were first weakened by the Light Battle Armor also covering the shield, then deflected by the curved shield, and then the thick steel absorbed the impact of the Arrows; this time, the impact also had the cushioning of Jier's left arm, so it caused him no harm.

"As expected, a proper shield is a must." Jier muttered, then loudly called for everyone to stop shooting.

It wasn't that he and the warhorse couldn't withstand it, but that these Arrows hitting him and the warhorse, because of the full-draw bows, would all deform to a greater or lesser extent after the arrowheads collided with the Metal Armor Plates.

These were the brand-new Arrows provided by the Burning Furnace Merchant Guild; wasting them in such a test instead of on the enemy was truly not right.

When everyone stopped shooting and stepped forward to check the damage to Jier and the warhorse, the result surprised them.

Everyone had already pulled their Soldier Bows to full draw, and it was a close-range barrage within twenty meters, yet there were only impact dents the size of half a grain of wheat on Jier's plate armor, and the plates on the warhorse only had marks the size of a needle tip.

Clearly, in terms of material performance, the large metal plates newly crafted for the Tianxuecao were far better than the metal plates of the armor on Jier's body.

"This is a natural thing; after all, the materials are different. The armor plates on my body are the same as the plates on everyone's Soldier Armor, just woven and arranged much more tightly. And this new set of armor for the Tianxuecao was made using better materials."

Jier jumped off the horse, looking with satisfaction at the Elf Metal Plate Armor, which had almost no damage.

Not far away, the two Thieves who had been remotely peeking at this scene remained silent for a long time, having witnessed with their own eyes that a fierce barrage of arrows capable of turning dozens of people into sieves had no effect on Knight Jier, who was protected by flowing light all over his body, including his warhorse.

The two of them did not even know what to say.

Could the subordinates of Knight Jier create a rain of arrows of slaughter at any moment? Or was Knight Jier, who treated this rain of arrows that no one could block as if it were real rain, simply too formidable?

The young Thief even felt a bit suspicious: had his actions last night and this morning been too risky?

If Knight Jier's methods were not actually that strong and he lost in the casino, the situation at that time would likely be difficult for him to handle. After all, even he himself did not believe Jier would pay that ransom fee of several dozen Gold Coins.

At the thought of several dozen fully armed Warriors charging into the casino his subordinates ran, led by such a Knight covered in iron, he did not know how he should block these people.

"It was a bit risky," he said vaguely.

But the middle-aged Thief beside him replied affirmatively: "It was a bit risky. The intelligence regarding this young Knight needs to be rewritten. Did you see it? The white Cloak over his armor."

"It's not a Cloak; it's an Armor Surcoat that indicates status and position, a thing of the Church." The young Thief recognized that item.

"Hmm, it is the mark of the Sun God Church; that Armor Surcoat has the mark of the Sun God Church on it. Didn't the Mengtuoka City branch say he had close ties with the Agricultural God Church? What is going on?"

The two realized that either their companions in the guild had provided incorrect intelligence, or something they did not know about had occurred during Knight Jier's previous journey to Sasi County.

Unfortunately, the Sasi County Shanglu was cut off, and Knight Jier was even among the most recent group of teams traveling to and from Sasi County. And their Thieves Guild had not yet selected a suitable, seasoned Thief to go over and preside over the guild's development in Yemei Town, this emerging, rapidly developing area.

No one liked being sent from a wealthy place to a poor, Bianji new place, even if one was only an ordinary member of the guild elsewhere; in a small place, one could immediately be promoted to the person in charge of the region.

But in a wealthy place, even as an ordinary member, the power, wealth, support for actions, and so on were not something a poor, blank new place could compare to.

The two of them looked at each other, helplessly competing in their respective composure.

Neither of them spoke, and each maintained an unmoving posture.

Not far away, a drab little bird flew from in front of them, and the young Thief's wrist moved, immediately flicking out a slender Iron Sign.

This Iron Sign, moving with great speed and being extremely inconspicuous, headed straight for the bird flying past.

But it was knocked away and sent flying in mid-air by an Iron Pellet shot from the side.

The bird, in the next moment, had its head blown apart by another Iron Pellet fired, and it crashed onto the tiled roof of this casino.

The middle-aged Thief gave a light hum, patted his backside, and walked away. Before he left, he said to the young Thief: "Go to Yemei Town and figure out what happened there. It's not really asking you to go over and establish a related force; just investigate the intelligence and get clear on what happened."

The young Thief said nothing, stood up, and crushed the headless bird carcass with one foot.

Being less skilled than others was just like this.

The next day, Jier's Caravan was all packed and ready early in the morning; even the Dwarves, after their massive purchases yesterday, had spent half the night busy replenishing their ox-carts with a large amount of necessary supplies.

According to Jier's request, when everyone in the team left the inn, they returned the rented rooms to the inn staff in their original state, to save them from cursing behind their backs.

The Merchants of the Merchant Union were all seeing Jier off at the eastern intersection of Dorn Town, and Jier also spoke with them.

But what Jier found hardest to bear was that their journey, which was originally supposed to be them traveling east alone, was now being followed by a large number of Merchant Guild Caravans also departing for the east.

Mr. Scott smiled awkwardly: "I am truly sorry. Your route of travel was inquired about in advance by these Merchant Guilds from your people; these people are all Merchants who want to borrow the prestige of your combat power to travel together."

Young Master Lipuerde also gave a light cough: "Don't look at us; our Merchant Guilds all have sufficient guard forces. Although someone messed up once, in most situations, ordinary Bandits cannot do anything to a Caravan of full carriages."

Old Mr. Bantuolisa smiled: "Don't dislike them, Knight Jier. Them following you is a good thing." He counted on his fingers: "You can charge them money, let them be responsible for your team's logistics, and even the expenses along the way."

Mr. Deripari did not say anything at this time; he had spent all his energy these past two days catching the guy within the Merchant Guild who betrayed him, and since he had lost such a big face in front of Knight Jier, he could only offer a few apologetic smiles to Knight Jier and say nothing.

Jier sighed helplessly, looked at the four or five Caravans belonging to different Merchant Guilds, and shrugged to let the team depart.

"There will definitely be trouble on this road," he muttered.

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