Chapter 863: The Horses Run for Their Lives

Adams asked a series of questions and finally figured out the situation of this guy.

Aemil was a Vegetable-Planting Knight in the Diocese of the Land of Death belonging to the Church of Light. Uh, Vegetable-Planting Knight, it really sounded strange. No wonder he didn't dare to speak loudly when introducing himself.

A Vegetable-Planting Knight wasn't a full-time vegetable planter; it was just a low-level title. Usually, it focused on self-reliance. Besides asceticism, Aemil also shouldered the duty of mobile judgment.

There was almost no law in the wasteland. Everyone worshipped force. A trivial matter could lead to people grabbing weapons and hacking at each other. If there wasn't an authoritative ruling, both sides might end up causing loss of life over a small conflict.

The Mobile Judgment Court was a kind of mobile judicial institution, delivering fairness and justice to the remote wasteland, letting the code of light shine on remote corners.

If Negris or Anthony were here, they would understand immediately. The knights of the Mobile Judgment Court were also called Holy Emblem Knights, but everyone preferred to call them Wilderness Knights, Exiled Knights, Earth Knights, etc.

Back then, after Anthony was reincarnated, he also often chose this position to start. With this qualification, he would be promoted very quickly after returning.

It's just that it was too tiring and bitter. After Anthony managed his own forces, he was no longer willing to choose this way.

Because this kind of Mobile Judgment Court was usually set up in very remote areas, vast and sparsely populated, with harsh conditions, and survival was relatively difficult. It was just like prisoners exiled to the wilderness, covered in dirt on sunny days, so they were also called Earth Knights.

If it weren't for a very pious knight with a particularly righteous heart, they wouldn't actively choose this profession, unless it was someone like Anthony with ulterior motives, or someone who offended others and was exiled.

However, Holy Emblem Knights usually carried a holy emblem, which was a huge badge like a shield, with a scale engraved on it, symbolizing the God of Equality and Scales. When judging, they would place it on the stage, solemn and sacred.

But Aemil didn't have a holy emblem on him. Besides, Holy Emblem Knights usually traveled in threes, two Holy Knights and one priest.

On one hand, mobile judgment courts were all established in remote places, and a group of three could take care of each other and supervise each other. Now there was only Aemil, a lone person. Clearly, the procedure was wrong.

However, Xiao Gu wasn't from the church and didn't know these details. When Adams was projected onto the Chaos Plane, the Church of Light hadn't risen yet, and he didn't know these detailed things, so he didn't ask.

After Adams asked almost everything, Aemil finally gathered the courage to ask: "May I ask how to address this lord?"

"Call me Adams," Adams said.

Aemil turned to Xiao Gu and asked: "May I ask how to address Lord Scale Knight?"

Before Xiao Gu could respond, Adams had already answered in advance: "Call him Angu."

'Xiao Gu' didn't sound like a proper name, more like a nickname, and it was indeed a nickname casually given by Ang. Others couldn't have it even if they wanted to.

However, reporting it like this would lower Xiao Gu's status and implicate himself in the bone club. Calling him Xiao Gu, Xiao Gu, then what should he be called? Little Bone Stick?

Thinking of this name that made people feel so awkward that their toes were about to curl, Adams hurriedly answered. Isn't it said that the Reverser is called Ang? Then his skeleton, called Angu, is very reasonable, right?

Xiao Gu tilted his head, feeling it was about the same, so he acquiesced.

"Lord Angu, Lord Adams, thank you for saving my life. I will continue to complete my mission." Aemil stood up and paid respects respectfully.

"Now? Not waiting for dawn?" Adams asked, puzzled.

"No, it's better to travel at night in the wasteland. You have to rest during the day, otherwise, you'll be sun-scorched to death. Black Soil Village is not far from here. Traveling now, I can arrive at Black Soil Village before dawn," Aemil said.

"But, is your body okay?" Adams asked.

When they saved him back, Aemil's state was very poor, and he was already on the verge of death. In this state, a normal person would have exhausted everything. How could he be able to run and jump after eating a meal? At least he would need to rest for a few days to have the strength.

"It's okay, I'm used to it. The God of Scales protects me, so nothing will happen." As Aemil spoke, he folded his hands in front of his chest and prayed piously: "Equality, Justice, Compassion, Glory, Vegetable Planting..."

Following Aemil's prayer, a faint light shone on his body again.

"Wow, what a magical spell. Just chanting a few words can heal the pain of the body?" Adams said in surprise.

He left the Main Plane before the Church of Light had become a climate, so he didn't recognize things like divine arts of light, thinking it was some kind of magic.

However, even if he recognized it, he would be very surprised, because chanting a spell could heal the body, and the magic he knew couldn't do it.

Xiao Gu didn't feel anything. This was originally the King's power. Aemil's could only be counted as a recovery spell, not even a healing spell, which was a world of difference from the Cleansing Spell that could beautify, or the Rebirth Spell that could regenerate severed limbs.

However, Xiao Gu thought of one thing. After recovering, it led the reins of the two horses and stuffed them to Aemil: "Give to you, ride."

During the day, it felt that it was too much trouble for the two horses to eat grass and drink water. Just right, it could be sent out.

"Ah? No, no, it's too precious. I can't take it." Aemil refused hurriedly.

"Ride." Xiao Gu stuffed the reins into Aemil's hand and pinched his hand, making him unable to let go, pinching him until he *cawed* in pain.

"Pain, pain, pain, I'll take it, I'll take it. Thank you, Lord Angu." Aemil accepted Xiao Gu's 'good intentions' with emotion, shook his red hand, and said in distress.

Live horses weren't something a poor knight like him could afford to raise. The bone horse he rode before was issued by the church. Live horses were only worthy of those cleric knights in the city, because the cost of raising horses in the wasteland was too great; he couldn't afford it.

Xiao Gu regretfully took back one rein. If it couldn't be sent out, it meant it still had to raise it. What to do? Should it just throw it in place and let it run away by itself?

Aemil couldn't understand its distress, only saying gratefully: "Thank you for the gift, Lord Angu. May the holy light be with you."

Mounting the horse, Aemil galloped into the night.

Aemil left, and Xiao Gu was also free. It took out the grass seeds collected during the day, condensed some water droplets, poured them on, held them in its hand, and began to urge them to sprout.

Once it urged the water elements, Xiao Gu discovered that the water vapor at night was much more abundant than during the day. It hurriedly cast the Rain Spell, collecting all the water vapor to avoid having to collect it many times like during the day just to feed the horses, which was too much trouble.

Taking advantage of Xiao Gu being busy and the sky not yet bright, Adams hurriedly contacted the Ancient Divine Light, reporting: "Lord Divine Light, that skeleton has already killed more than twenty people in these few days."

"Ah? Is that many or few?" Ancient Divine Light asked in confusion.

"Many. People didn't even open their mouths before being killed by it. Truly worthy of being an undead skeleton, too brutal," Adams said.

Ancient Divine Light said with satisfaction: "That's good. Remember your mission, eliminate all creatures, and let that world lose the maintenance of time."

"Yes, my lord." After reporting, Adams sighed, and another day was muddled through.

In the following days, he prepared to muddle through one day at a time like this. Otherwise, if he wanted to do something, the treacherous merchant's mark on the bone club might be activated.

However, it didn't matter. A person's life was actually quite short. When Adams was still a human, he felt that living to 120 years old was quite good.

The rate difference between the two worlds was huge. He muddles through 120 years here, and only 20-something days have passed there. It should be possible to muddle through.

Coming back to his senses, Adams suddenly discovered why he was floating on the water? The sand pit in front of Xiao Gu had actually turned into a water pit?

"Pfft—is this your Rain Spell? This is your Flood Spell! Hurry up and pick me up. Bones will get rheumatism if soaked in water!" Adams roared. He still wanted to muddle through 100-something years, but in the blink of an eye, Xiao Gu took him to soak in water.

After fishing out the bone club and shaking it dry, the sky was already dawning. Just at this moment, a sound of hoofbeats rang out. Xiao Gu looked in the direction where the sound rang out, only to see the horse that Aemil rode away was now running over quickly, but Aemil's figure was not on the horse's back.

"Eh? The reins are knotted. This means he encountered danger and let the horse run for its life." ===== CHAPTER 864 =====