"A genius, isn't it?"
The Spirit Demon narrowed its eyes. This human-like action didn't make it seem amiable and approachable. Instead, it looked even more frightening.
"When you entered the fog, I began to observe you … You're so interesting that I couldn't help but set my eyes on you.
As a living person, you're still very young, but you've already broken through the Silver rank and possess the power of the heart … You're unbelievably young. "
The Spiritual Body Demon raised its skull, which greatly reduced the pressure and suffocation on the young knight. However, the pair of ghostly fire-like eyes were deeply engraved in the young knight's pupils.
"You're so different from the rest. Even the people around you think so. That's why you think you're gifted, born to do great things and achieve great things … This isn't strange. I can also see that your future is limitless.
Then, this is the reason why you look down on me. "
The spiritual demon raised its hand and stretched out its skeleton finger towards the young knight who was frozen on the spot...
However, its actions were stopped by the Black Water Cavalry. "Bullying children isn't a good hobby, Gaustline," the Black Water Cavalry said to the Spirit Demon, saying its name.
The Spirit Demon Gaustline laughed and retracted its finger. "Of course it's not a good hobby, little elf, but I like to do it.
It's like a long, long time ago, when I played with you and Paladin like wooden figurines. That was an interesting game. "
The Spirit Demon said something that would make others feel extremely shocked, except for the Black Water Cavalry.
If these words came out of the mouth of a braggart in a tavern, no one would believe it. At most, they would just laugh. But if these words came out of the mouth of an ancient and powerful Undead, then no one would laugh.
The Double Eagle Empire's Guardian Knight Paladin, one of the Crescent Empire's Three Knights, the Black Water Cavalry. No one seemed to have heard of any connection between these two knights.
Except for Velin, no one here had ever heard about the private affairs of the Black Water Cavalry. Now, the private affairs of the Black Water Cavalry came from the mouth of an undead.
The Black Water Cavalry didn't say anything, but Ghostline didn't seem to have any intention of continuing. "I can see that you're a little angry, little elf.
But it's the same for me. How dare so many rude people barge into my home and my body. What do you think I'll do with my temper? "
"You didn't do anything," the Black Water Cavalry said.
"That's right, I didn't do anything!"
"Because I went to deal with a few fat rats just now," Gostleen's voice suddenly became louder, "because I went to deal with a few fat rats."
Its hand reached out, and the thick fog that formed the hand began to roll. Then, something moved and fell from the thick fog.
"Or should I say, a few fat bats."
What fell on the ground was a person — or at least, a person with a human form.
This person was wearing a luxurious black robe, an exquisite cloak, and shiny leather boots.
However, after this outfit fell into the mud, it lost its luster and looked like a stray dog.
The person wearing it was a pale man with two small moustaches, and his hair was as messy as a chicken's nest.
This was a handsome man who should have been as luxurious as a noble. His face was thin and pale, and his eyes were long and slender, with a strange light that could attract others. His lips were as red as roses, and two sharp teeth were exposed … All of this was ruined by his current miserable appearance, and that ridiculous hairstyle.
Seeing this man fall in front of him, Medic's face under the mask didn't look so good. "A Night Blood, and a very high level one," he said. His voice wasn't loud, but the people around him heard it clearly.
This was a … or rather, a monster that lived by sucking human blood, a Night Blood.
This race had a handsome appearance, but they were lifeless and lifeless. They sucked human blood or devoured flesh as food. To the living beings on this land, they were the archenemy, and there was no room for compromise.
Of course, the people who were charmed wouldn't think so.
This Night Blood knelt on the ground, and there was fog surrounding his body. It seemed like he was in pain.
He turned his head towards Gaustline, and his voice was trembling when he spoke, "Master, please forgive me. Please forgive me."
"You don't need my forgiveness, little bat. You're a Night Blood with incomparable talent. Even your elders might not have your ability when they were young."
Gaustline's voice sounded gentler, but it sounded even more terrifying. "So, why are you asking for my forgiveness?"
"Please forgive my offense, master. I only ask that you give me a chance to live."
The Night Blood lowered his head, and he didn't dare to look at Gaustline. He was as humble as a servant who made a mistake.
"You still don't understand why you and your family are in trouble."
Gaustline spat out a mouthful of white fog, and it landed on the Night Blood's body. The Night Blood's body trembled. "You think that you won't be in trouble, so you're a little reckless … You're in my territory.
Why don't you learn from your compatriots who knelt in front of me since a long time ago? Why don't you understand what kind of existence I am? "
There was a layer of white frost on the Night Blood's body, and it made him tremble even more. One must know that to the Night Blood, the cold was as comfortable as sunlight to humans. However, when the fog landed on his body, it was as if the sun was shining on him. It made him feel terrible.
"Forget it. I don't have the ability to educate people, and I don't seem to have such people around me. They're all failures as teachers."
Gaustline lost interest in the Night Blood. The white frost on the Night Blood's body dispersed, and he regained most of his mobility. "I'll give you a chance to live."
Gaustline pointed at the Black Water Cavalry … The four people behind them.
"Kill those living people, and I'll let you live. I won't let you become an ice sculpture like your kin.
Of course, you're already dead, so letting you 'live' might be a very unreasonable thing to do. "
Gaustline laughed as he said this, and the fog continued to come out of his mouth.
The Night Blood crawled on the ground, and when it turned its head around, the pair of fearful eyes had disappeared. Instead, it was replaced by a pair of blood-red demonic eyes that looked like the New Moon.
"This is the worst development."
The old man pulled out the double-handed sword from his back. Medic held his staff tightly, the young knight pulled out his sword, and Velin pulled out her scimitar.
The Night Blood crawled up, bent over, and rushed towards them.
When it was running towards them, the Night Blood's body dissipated, and it turned into a group of bats with black fog, and flew towards them.
The white fog rolled up like waves, rushing towards the Night Blood, Velin, and the rest. However, it avoided the Black Water Cavalry, and separated in front of her. It then gathered behind her, and continued to rush forward.
When White Mist's disturbance ended, the only ones standing in front of Gostline were the Blackwater Mounts.
"Those who are in the way and think too highly of themselves are no longer here."
The fire in Gaustline's eyes stopped flickering, and it turned into a stable and solidified green bead. "We can talk now … Why did you come back here?"
The Black Water Cavalry raised its head and looked at Gaustline. Under the layers of black cloth, there were eyes looking at it — if the sight could penetrate the black cloth, if there were eyes under the black cloth.
"I'm here to talk to you."
"If you want to talk, you don't look like you're sincere."
Gaustline said, and the fog that came out of his mouth landed on the Black Water Cavalry. "The one in front of me is a clone … You're not here at all, and it seems like your cute subordinates haven't noticed."
"I can't leave the Emperor's side."
The Black Water Cavalry replied, "I can pretend that I'm not around him, but I can't leave the Emperor's side.
This is a job that I have to do, a mission that I have to fulfill. "
"Keep your promise like a knight."
Gaustline laughed a few times. "A dark-skinned elf, more noble than those so-called knights … How boring and rigid.
Forget it, I'm not interested in you, your Emperor, and your country. The one who cares about you won't be me.
Alright, let's talk about what you want to talk about by appearing in front of me. "