The lowest of the knights present w

The lowest of the knights present was a warrior of the fifth rank. How could a troop belonging to one of the ace regiments of the Radiant Church be of low quality?

The sound of their warhorses galloping alone could strike fear into many.

“Who is that?” Hillman instantly saw that there was a person riding ahead of the troop.

“Linley.” The expression on Hillman’s face changed, and he quickly ran at high speed towards the Baruch clan manor.

After entering the bounds of Wushan township proper, Linley instructed his troop of knights to lower their speeds. Linley, only, continued to move at a relatively fast speed towards his clan’s manor. Seeing from afar that vine-wrapped, scarred wall, Linley thought back to one event after another of his youth.

“The Baruch clan, my roots, my foundation!” Carrying the warblade, ‘Slaughterer’, on his back, Linley’s heart was filled with pride.

Linley could still clearly remember, the first time he had left for the Ernst Institute, what his father had said to him. Linley believed that he would never, ever forget these words from his father.

“Linley, remember the centuries long desire of generations of Baruch elders. Remember the shame of the Baruch clan!”

“After graduating, you will at least be a magus of the sixth rank. As long as you train hard, becoming a magus of the seventh rank shouldn’t be too hard. In the future, you will definitely have the ability to regain our clan’s ancestral heirloom. If you fail to do so, even in death, I will not forgive you.”

“Even in death, I will not forgive you!”

…..

That voice reverberated in Linley’s mind. But this time, feeling the weight of the ‘Slaughterer’ on his back, Linley only felt a surge of pride.

“Father, I’m coming back”!

“Father, I have brought back our warblade, ‘Slaughterer’!”

Linley flew off his horse’s back and directly charged into his clan’s courtyard.

“Father!” Linley shouted loudly.

“I’m back! I brought the warblade ‘Slaughterer’ back!” Linley was filled with joy and excitement. The elders of his clan had labored for centuries. His father had pined for it his entire life. And now, he had finally fulfilled his father’s desire!

“The warblade, ‘Slaughterer’?” A voice rang out.

Linley turned and looked behind him. It was Hillman.

“Uncle Hillman, where’s father? Quick, have him come out. Haha, I’ve finally brought back the warblade ‘Slaughterer’. Honest! I have the ancestral heirloom of our Dragonblood Warrior clan. I’ve finally brought it back. Quick, tell me where my father is. Once my father finds out, he will be so ecstatic. Tonight, we are absolutely going to get drunk. Uncle Hillman, don’t worry, tonight, I’m not going to shirk my duty. I’ll definitely get drunk with you. If we aren’t drunk, we won’t stop!”

Linley was so excited, he continued to babble without stopping. He even removed the case from his back, holding it in his arms as he stared at Uncle Hillman.

But….

There was no hint of joy in Hillman’s face. In fact, there was a hint of misery.

“Un….Uncle Hillman?” Linley began to frown. Staring at Uncle Hillman, he said, “Uncle Hillman, where is my father?”

Looking at Linley, Hillman forced out a smile. “Linley, you’ve brought back the warblade, ‘Slaughterer’? If your father knew, he definitely would be ecstatic. Definitely.”

“Where is my father?”

“Your father. He. He passed away three months ago.” Hillman took a deep breath, then finally, slowly said these words. As he did, his eyes turned moist.

Linley suddenly felt as though countless thunderbolts had went off by his ears. His brain went blank.

“CLANG!”

The case in Linley’s hands fell heavily to the ground. The lid to the case flew open, revealing a giant warblade which emanated a killing aura and was tinted with a slight, bloody red color. That cold, killing aura and that bloody aura filled the entire hall in an instant.

“Dead?”

Linley stared disbelievingly at Hillman.

Hillman nodded slightly.

Suddenly, Linley laughed. “Haha, Uncle Hillman, you must be lying to me. Haha, I’ve brought back the warblade ‘Slaughterer’. Look, Uncle Hillman, I’ve brought back the warblade ‘Slaughterer’. How could my father be dead? He is going to view this warblade first.”

With one hand, Linley reached out and picked up the warblade ‘Slaughterer’. Instantly, that bloody aura filled even Hillman’s heart with trepidation.

“Uncle Hillman, look. I brought back the ‘Slaughterer’. And I have to tell my father that I am now capable of transforming into a Dragonblood Warrior.” Scales began forming around Linley’s hands, and in a short while, Linley’s hands transformed into draconic claws.

Grabbing onto Hillman’s shoulders with his two draconic claws, Linley stared into Hillman’s eyes. “Uncle Hillman, look, I can already transform into a Dragonblood Warrior. I’ve brought home the warblade ‘Slaughterer’ to our clan. It’s true. Where is father? My father!”

“I am going to show the warblade ‘Slaughterer’ to him!”

“I haven’t yet had the chance to tell him that I can become a Dragonblood Warrior!”

Those draconic claws gripped Hillman by the shoulders, but the owner of those claws, Linley, stared beseechingly into Hillman’s eyes.

“Uncle Hillman, I’m begging you, tell me, where is my father?” Like a poor, lost orphan child, Linley stared at Hillman, his eyes begging. Like a drowning man clutching at a stalk of grass, Linley clutched at Hillman.

Hillman gently shook his head. “Linley, your father…is dead!”

Linley laughed. Laughed so desolately. “No…no way. I have to show him the warblade ‘Slaughterer’. I have to tell him that I can transform into a Dragonblood Warrior. And tonight, I’m going to drink wine with him.”

As he spoke, tears began to cover Linley’s face.

Staring at Linley, Hillman couldn’t help but lower his face, and then two rivers of tears began to flow down his own face.

“Impossible. Impossible!”

Gripping onto Hillman fiercely with his two claws, Linley stared a deathly stare at Hillman. His eyes even took on that same, icy, dark golden color of the Armored Razorback Wyrm. The entire hall was suddenly filled with a baleful aura that was even more terrifying than the one emitted by the warblade ‘Slaughterer’.

A low, hoarse growl emitted from Linley’s throat…

“Tell me….where is my father?”

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 2:

Terendah dari ksatria ini adalah pejuang dari peringkat kelima. Bagaimana bisa sebuah pasukan milik salah satu resimen ace Gereja Radiant berkualitas rendah? Suara warhorses mereka berderap saja bisa menyerang ketakutan ke banyak. "Siapa itu?" Hillman langsung melihat bahwa ada orang yang naik menjelang pasukan. "Linley." Ekspresi wajah Hillman berubah, dan ia dengan cepat berlari dengan kecepatan tinggi menuju Baruch klan manor. Setelah memasuki batas-batas Wushan kota yang tepat, Linley menginstruksikan pasukannya ksatria untuk menurunkan kecepatan mereka. Linley, hanya, terus bergerak pada kecepatan yang relatif cepat menuju manor klan-nya. Melihat dari jauh itu, dinding pohon anggur dibungkus bekas luka, Linley berpikir kembali ke satu acara demi satu dari masa mudanya. "The Baruch klan, akar saya, yayasan saya!" Membawa warblade itu, 'pembantai', di punggungnya, hati Linley adalah diisi dengan bangga. Linley masih bisa mengingat dengan jelas, pertama kalinya ia telah meninggalkan untuk Ernst Institute, apa yang ayahnya berkata kepadanya. Linley percaya bahwa dia akan pernah lupa kata-kata ini dari ayahnya. "Linley, mengingat abad keinginan panjang generasi Baruch tua. Ingat malu klan Baruch! "" Setelah lulus, Anda setidaknya akan menjadi tukang sihir dari peringkat keenam. Selama Anda berlatih keras, menjadi tukang sihir dari peringkat ketujuh tidak boleh terlalu keras. Di masa depan, Anda pasti akan memiliki kemampuan untuk mendapatkan kembali pusaka leluhur klan kita. Jika Anda gagal untuk melakukannya, bahkan dalam kematian, aku tidak akan memaafkanmu. "" Bahkan dalam kematian, aku tidak akan memaafkanmu! "... .. Suara itu bergema dalam pikiran Linley ini. Tapi kali ini, merasa berat 'algojo' di punggungnya, Linley hanya merasakan gelombang kebanggaan. "Ayah, aku datang kembali"! "Ayah, aku telah membawa kembali warblade kami, 'pembantai'!" Linley terbang kembali kudanya dan dibebankan langsung ke halaman klannya. "Ayah!" teriak Linley keras. "Aku kembali! Saya membawa kembali warblade 'algojo'! "Linley dipenuhi dengan sukacita dan kegembiraan. Para tetua klan telah bekerja selama berabad-abad. Ayahnya pined untuk seluruh hidup itu nya. Dan sekarang, dia akhirnya memenuhi keinginan ayahnya! "The warblade, 'pembantai'?" Sebuah suara terdengar. Linley berbalik dan melihat ke belakang. Itu Hillman. "Paman Hillman, di mana ayah? Cepat, memiliki dia keluar. Haha, aku akhirnya membawa kembali warblade 'algojo'. Jujur! Saya memiliki pusaka leluhur klan Dragonblood prajurit kami. Akhirnya aku membawanya kembali. Cepat, beritahu saya di mana ayah saya. Setelah ayah saya tahu, dia akan sangat gembira. Malam ini, kita benar-benar akan mabuk. Paman Hillman, jangan khawatir, malam ini, aku tidak akan syirik tugas saya. Saya pasti akan mabuk dengan Anda. Jika kita tidak mabuk, kami tidak akan berhenti! "Linley begitu gembira, ia terus mengoceh tanpa henti. Dia bahkan dihapus kasus ini dari punggungnya, memegangnya di tangannya saat ia menatap Paman Hillman. Tapi .... Tidak ada tanda-tanda sukacita di wajah Hillman ini. Bahkan, ada sedikit penderitaan. "Un ... .Uncle Hillman?" Linley mulai cemberut. Menatap Paman Hillman, ia berkata, "Paman Hillman, di mana ayahku?" Melihat Linley, Hillman dipaksa keluar tersenyum. "Linley, Anda sudah membawa kembali warblade, 'pembantai'? Jika ayahmu tahu, ia pasti akan gembira. Pasti. "" Di mana ayah saya? "" Ayahmu. Ia. Dia meninggal tiga bulan lalu. "Hillman mengambil napas dalam-dalam, lalu akhirnya, perlahan-lahan kata kata-kata ini. Seperti yang dia lakukan, matanya berubah lembab. Linley tiba-tiba merasa seolah-olah tak terhitung jumlahnya petir telah pergi oleh telinganya. Otaknya pergi kosong. "Dentang!" Kasus di tangan Linley turun berat ke tanah. Tutup untuk kasus ini terbang terbuka, memperlihatkan warblade raksasa yang terpancar aura membunuh dan berwarna dengan sedikit, warna merah berdarah. Itu dingin, membunuh aura dan aura berdarah memenuhi seluruh ruang dalam sekejap. "Mati?" Linley menatap tak percaya pada Hillman. Hillman mengangguk sedikit. Tiba-tiba, Linley tertawa. "Haha, Paman Hillman, Anda harus berbohong padaku. Haha, aku sudah membawa kembali warblade 'algojo'. Lihat, Paman Hillman, saya sudah membawa kembali warblade 'algojo'. Bagaimana mungkin ayahku mati? Dia akan melihat warblade ini dulu. "Dengan satu tangan, Linley mengulurkan tangan dan mengambil warblade 'algojo'. Seketika, bahwa aura berdarah diisi bahkan jantung Hillman dengan gentar. "Paman Hillman, terlihat. Saya membawa kembali 'algojo'. Dan saya harus memberitahu ayah saya bahwa saya sekarang mampu mentransformasikannya menjadi Dragonblood prajurit. "Timbangan mulai membentuk sekitar tangan Linley ini, dan dalam waktu singkat, tangan Linley yang berubah menjadi cakar drakonik. Meraih ke bahu Hillman dengan dua cakar drakonik nya, Linley menatap mata Hillman ini. "Paman Hillman, melihat, saya sudah bisa berubah menjadi Dragonblood prajurit. Aku sudah membawa pulang warblade 'algojo' klan kami. Itu benar. Dimana ayah? Ayah saya! "" Saya akan menunjukkan warblade 'algojo' kepadanya! "" Aku belum punya kesempatan untuk mengatakan kepadanya bahwa saya bisa menjadi Dragonblood prajurit! "Mereka cakar drakonik mencengkeram Hillman oleh bahu, tapi pemilik mereka cakar, Linley, menatap nada memohon mata Hillman ini. "Paman Hillman, Aku mohon padamu, katakan padaku, di mana ayahku?" Seperti miskin, kehilangan anak yatim piatu, Linley menatap Hillman, matanya mengemis. Seperti orang tenggelam mencengkeram batang rumput, Linley mencengkeram Hillman. Hillman lembut menggeleng. "Linley, ayahmu ... mati!" Linley tertawa. Tertawa begitu desolately. "Tidak ... tidak ada cara. Saya harus menunjukkan kepadanya warblade 'algojo'. Saya harus mengatakan padanya bahwa aku bisa berubah menjadi Dragonblood prajurit. Dan malam ini, aku akan minum anggur dengan dia. "Sambil berbicara, air mata mulai menutup wajah Linley ini. Menatap Linley, Hillman tidak bisa membantu tetapi menurunkan wajahnya, dan kemudian dua sungai air mata mulai mengalir turun nya wajah sendiri. "Mustahil. Mustahil! "Mencengkeram ke Hillman sengit dengan dua cakarnya, Linley menatap tatapan mematikan di Hillman. Matanya bahkan mengambil yang sama, es, warna emas gelap dari Lapis Baja Razorback Wyrm. Seluruh gedung tiba-tiba dipenuhi dengan aura amat buruk yang bahkan lebih menakutkan daripada yang dipancarkan oleh warblade 'algojo'. Sebuah rendah, geraman serak dipancarkan dari tenggorokan Linley ini ... "Katakan padaku ... .Dimana ayahku?"