Unknown Knight

Hunters with excellent archery skills have very vicious eyes and photographic memories. Even though Aix's face has become rounder and his hairstyle and figure have changed a lot, Bestul can still tell at a glance that he is Aix.

But this Aix is ​​not the same Aix. This Aix is ​​less cunning and more dull, losing his calmness and restraint and becoming more foolish and innocent.

Bestur, who was unwilling to give up, put away his scimitar and momentum, urged his horse to come closer, dismounted and stood face to face with Aix. He held Aix's chin with his hand and turned his face left and right to take a closer look.

Aix looked at Bestur, who was looking at him with a serious face and frowning. He was worried and secretly guessed what he wanted. He handed the white bread in his hand, which was sticky with his saliva, to Bestur and said:

"Hey, little brother, are you hungry? Here's a piece of white bread. It doesn't taste good, but it will satisfy your hunger. You can eat it first. When it's time for dinner, Pingping will grill a chicken leg for you. Pingping's grilled chicken legs are delicious."

Looking at Aix's sincere face, Bestur really couldn't hate him. He felt mixed emotions and felt very uncomfortable. He knocked the white bread out of Aix's hand, pulled out the scimitar from his waist with a "clang", and put it on Aix's neck.

Aix was frightened by his posture. He pouted and started crying, then bent his legs and burrowed into the arms of Aisu beside him to seek comfort.

This incident made Bestur completely helpless. He felt like a picky guy who had snatched a child's lollipop, doing something extremely embarrassing. He scratched his head and had to put away the scimitar on Aix's shoulder.

Seeing Bestur's reaction, Aisu felt relieved and said to him:

"Warrior Bestur, you have seen that Aix's intelligence is only equivalent to that of a five-year-old child. If you think that killing such a person can bring you glory, then please do it."

Bestur was very bored and said angrily:

"What are you talking about! What happened to him? How did he end up like this?"

"What else could it be? Wasn't it an assassination by the assassins sent by the Dark Cult?"

Aisu said bitterly.

"The Dark Cult? Those moles that never see the light of day? Damn it, are they so rampant now?"

Ai Su curled his lips in noncommittal and said nothing.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, Bestur continued:

"No, since someone is trying to plot against him, why don't you stay in your territory? Why did you come all the way to the Rhodok Kingdom? Don't you know that there are many powerful people who want to kill him?"

"Can you swear on your own honor? If you can swear on your own honor to keep this secret, I don't mind telling you."

Seeing that Bestur had given up his murderous intention, Aisu showed a barely perceptible smugness on his face, and continued to kidnap Bestur.

"I don't have time to listen to your irrelevant nonsense."

Bestur said, but then he changed his mind and felt itchy again, and continued impatiently:

"Okay, I swear on my honor that I won't tell anyone about your intention in coming here. Come on, tell me now!"

Seeing that his little plan had succeeded, and now he had once again used moral kidnapping to control Bestur, Aisu was very proud, and playfully covered his voice with one hand and lowered his voice and said to him:

"Actually, we came here because of Aix's illness. We heard that there is a person here who has a magical weapon that can heal Aix's injured brain, so we came all the way here to look for him without anyone noticing."

"Oh I got it."

Bestur suddenly realized something, and then he suddenly thought of something. He stared at Aisu and said:

"Wait, are you saying that the artifact can cure Aix's illness? Can it restore him to his original state?"

"Well, I, I'm not sure either, but Old Jim saw it in an ancient book, so it should be OK."

As if realizing that he had said something wrong, Aisu stammered and pointed at James who had just walked over.

Bestur looked at James with eagle-like eyes. James, who thought the misunderstanding had been resolved, said:

"Haha, yes, warrior, that's what is recorded in the ancient book. But whether it will work or not, we have to try it out. And it has to be quick. We have to find a magic weapon for treatment within three months for it to be effective. It will be useless if we delay."

James answered Bestul's question in the academic's usual rigorous tone.

After hearing his words, Bestur seemed to have regained hope. He clenched his fists and said to himself:

“Three months, three months? I can wait. Okay! Hahahaha, okay! Benayan will wait for you for three months. When you have cured Aix, I will kill him with my own hands. Then it won’t be considered that I am bullying the weak. I can then take the glory that belongs to me. Hahaha, okay!”

When Aisu heard Bestur's words, he was so scared that he covered his mouth and wished he could swallow back the proud words he had just said, but the words had already entered his ears and it was too late to regret.

From then on, there was an uninvited and agile knight beside the four-person carriage.

It’s just that the way this knight rides a horse is very different from others, although sometimes he rides on the saddle normally like others.

But most of the time, he would take off the saddle, lean his back against the horse's back, rest his head on the horse's neck, cross his legs, and look meaningfully at Master Pingping who was eating snacks non-stop in the carriage behind him.

When going over slopes and encountering bumps, his body seemed to be stuck to the horse's back, moving up and down with the horse's body. He was not affected by any bumps at all, let alone worrying about falling off the horse, which shows his superb equestrianism.

And when they camped at night, Aix seemed to remember what he had said before and always gave Bestur roasted honey-glazed chicken legs to eat.

At the beginning, Bestur was very rude and snatched the chicken leg from Aix's hand and started eating it. Later, he reached out to take the chicken leg from Aix, nodded at him and then ate it.

The main reason was that the roasted honey chicken legs were so fragrant. Bestur had never eaten such fragrant chicken legs in his life. If he were asked to kill Aix right now, he would feel a little reluctant.

In addition, as he had been an orphan since childhood, few people were truly kind to him. Even if there were, most of them were not sincere but were trying to please him with a purpose, except for his grandfather who had passed away long ago.

Although Aix was stupid, he somehow really wanted to be close to him and was truly kind to him, and he could feel it.

Until this day, he took the honey-glazed chicken drumstick handed to him by Aix and said to himself:

"You don't look like a bad person. Why did you come all the way to the grassland to cause trouble for me?"