Unknown Knight

Everyone made a fire and cooked under a large rock in the wind's shelter. Perhaps because they were tired, everyone lost interest in anything else and fell asleep soon after dinner.

Aix was on the first shift on duty tonight. He was bored and thinking about what had happened during the time he had regained consciousness. All the unprecedented experiences had made him grow a lot, and the respect shown by everyone also made him restrain his previous frivolity. He felt that he was becoming more and more like a lord who controlled more than 20,000 people.

But for some reason, he felt sleepy after a while. Even though he drank a few sips of wine to refresh himself, his eyelids felt extremely heavy and kept moving up and down.

A gradually strong fragrance wafted over at some point, like the scent of flowers and smoke, which made Aix, who was leaning against a big rock, couldn't help but sniff. He felt even more sleepy now. It seemed as if the earth had increased gravity, and he couldn't help but slide to the ground.

In the dim light he saw many shadows, as if many people were walking towards him. He became alert but was powerless to do anything. His limbs seemed not to belong to him and he could not move at all.

……

A chilly feeling woke Axe up immediately. He shook the water off his face and found a pretty red-haired girl looking at him straight, holding a bucket with which to pour ice water on him.

Looking around, Axe found that it was already early morning, and he was tied tightly to a wooden stake, with his hands and feet numb. Not only him, but other members of the Redemption Team were also tied neatly side by side.

It’s just that they have not yet enjoyed the special wake-up service here, and they are all sleeping soundly with their heads down.

Several young girls were holding wooden buckets, preparing to provide wake-up service one by one. Aix hurriedly shouted:

"Beauties, the two older ones are not needed. Your bucket of water may not wake them up, but send them away. Especially old Velen, can you put the two older ones down first to revive their blood? They can't stand being tied up like this.

Besides, they are old, there is no danger for them, right..."

But he fell silent as he spoke. The red-haired girl opposite him pulled out a short dagger with a strange pattern and walked towards him while staring at him.

He suddenly remembered that in some places, when slaughtering livestock, they would first use cold water to shock them. It is said that this makes the meat taste better. Looking at the girl opposite in leather clothes and leather skirt, could she be a member of a primitive cannibal tribe? This is the witch's territory. Could it be that witches really eat people? He broke out in a cold sweat.

When he thought about his inexplicable amnesia, although he was a great lord when he woke up, he died without regaining his memory. How did he become a great lord? How did he have so many wives? He must know the truth even when he dies, otherwise his journey through time would have been in vain. It’s a pity for the two loli wives who have been following him, and he hasn’t had time to take action yet "woohoo".

The red-haired girl didn't care about his rich emotional drama. She inserted the dagger from bottom to top, against his naked chest, and stuffed it into the rope that tied him up. The cold feeling immediately gave him goose bumps all over his body.

Then the dagger turned around and stabbed, and Aix's chest loosened and the rope was cut off. Then the ropes on his hands and feet were also cut neatly by the red-haired girl.

He stretched his numb hands and feet, then stood up with the help of a wooden stake. He looked around and saw that the other party had really done as he said. They cut the ropes of James and Velen and let them down. However, the two men still did not wake up, which showed that the drug they had taken last night was quite effective.

Aix smiled at the red-haired girl opposite him and said in a flattering manner:

"thank you!"

The person on the other side snorted coldly and rolled her eyes at him.

At this time, an old and hoarse voice came:

"Miss Meimei, untie him and stay away from him. This fat boy has a nickname called 'Flying Skull Man'. Not long ago, he killed four or five people in a row in Yalib."

Axe looked in the direction of the voice and saw two people walking behind the red-haired girl in front of him.

One of them had red hair like a waterfall, wore a red skirt, had fair skin, a plump figure, was proud and beautiful, and was about forty or fifty years old, a typical middle-aged woman.

A person with a shriveled body, hunchback, long hooked nose, and deep, dark eyes looked particularly creepy. He wore a patchwork old robe and leaned on a gnarled wooden staff. At first glance, he was the old witch in every child's nightmare.

Hearing the old witch's words, Miss Meimei in front of her blushed, turned around and ran to the old witch, supporting her.

The three of them came in front of Aix, and the middle-aged woman said in a leisurely tone:

"You are very good. Everyone on the continent is afraid of us witches, but you are not only not afraid of us, but also speak for us. What makes you look at us like this? Can you tell me the reason? Master Pingping or Master Aix?"

When Aix saw the arrogant look on the middle-aged woman's face, he came up with a plan and said hurriedly:

"Just call me Pingping, it's more intimate.

Well, the reason why the world is trying so hard to slander and defame you is simply because they are jealous of your noble beauty and ashamed of your wisdom and talent.

This is not your fault, it is because their ugliness and stupidity make them feel inferior in front of you, their women cannot compare to you, and their men cannot get you, so they try their best to slander you and throw dirty water on you. It is the fault of the dirty hearts of the world, it is the fault of this world, it is this world that is not worthy of you witches, not your fault. "

Although Aix's words were meant to flatter, they were also his true thoughts. However, his novel statement was unheard of by the dozens of witches who came to the scene to watch the curiosity.

These words went straight into the hearts of every witch, making them feel choked up, especially those who were older and more experienced. Thinking about all the grievances they had suffered over the years, tears welled up in their eyes without them realizing it. They wished they could hug this lovely fat man and cry their hearts out.

But the two people in front of him were obviously not so easy to fool. They looked at each other and couldn't help laughing. One was as beautiful as a phoenix singing, and the other was like a broken bellows, indescribably weird.

Finally the old witch asked Aix:

"You said we witches are noble and beautiful, but what about me? Huh? Hehehe."

Aix knew that the old woman was trying to embarrass him, but since he was already in their territory and the conversation had come to this, he had to smooth it over anyway. After thinking for a while, he bowed and said to the old witch:

"Mother-in-law, you are putting me in a difficult position. As the saying goes, 'A good man should not brag about his past achievements, and a beautiful woman should never forget her youth.'

When I look at your face, I know you said you were the most beautiful woman in the continent when you were young. That's too fake and you definitely don't want to hear it. You are at least a beauty picked out of a hundred. You have been beautiful for so many years. It's time to take a break and leave your beauty to other young girls and the beautiful sister next to you, right?"

Every proud old lady loved to hear what Aix said, and the old witch laughed so hard that she couldn't stop. After a long while, she used the gnarled wooden stick in her hand to pat Aix's fat face lovingly and said:

"Hehehe, old woman, I've lived for nearly a hundred years, and I've never seen anyone as talkative as you. Good mouth, good mouth, good mouth, hehehe."