What did you do with the dice?

Only then did Sanitta finally understand what Rusalka had been trying to accomplish by keeping him in suspense. He immediately rushed over to mock her: "You haven't read the rules of knightly duels in the Knight's Manual at all. How can you be called a knight?"

Rusalka was so angry that her face was radiant: (Nonsense, how can you slander someone's innocence?)

Sanitita: (How could I be so ridiculous? Ever since I first arrived in Silver City, I've specially found that "Knight's Handbook" in the library and given it to you. At the time, you put it under your pillow, saying that whenever you bumped your head while sleeping, you'd remember to read a couple of pages. It's been a few years now, so how much have you read so far?)

Although Rusalka didn't get the gag right, he still took the opportunity to tell a cold joke, as if he wanted to freeze his mouth with it, playing a hard-mouthed role: (It's not that the pillow is too low, I was sleeping soundly with it. And Phoenix did it too, you can blame her for not letting me stay up late to read.

Besides, it was later replaced by "Mage's Apprenticeship." And how could I forget about the Paladin? It's called allocating time wisely. Does it really matter whether I've read the Knight's Handbook? I've already memorized the Eight Honors and Eight Shames, so there's no need to repeat them. My brain cells are precious, and I can't waste them on this kind of thing.

Sanita held his forehead and said helplessly: (Indeed, a completely new brain is too precious. Forget it, just assume you are going to attract the enemy's attention. The vanguard will be here soon. Don't waste your time talking nonsense and just cooperate with the troops to ascend the building and storm it.)

While Rusalka was exchanging trash talk with his staff officer and his good brother, fighting on two fronts, Gerald did not just stand there and idle. Instead, he quietly called the blue-robed wizard and asked him to quickly prepare to deal with Rusalka's spells.

He had already made up his mind. If the mage still replied to him "Sorry, I can't do it", he would kick him down and fight Rusalka in a one-on-one fight to stimulate his potential and see if he could do it.

Fortunately, the mage was reliable this time. "Don't worry, Your Excellency, the enemy mage doesn't seem to be nearby. I have already prepared my spell. I just need to wait for that bulky knight to enter the casting range, and then I will immediately make him understand the horror of magic."

So, when Rusalka decided to cover up the embarrassment by killing everyone and seemed to be charging towards the city wall alone, Gerald was afraid that he would be scared off by the attack, so he did not order an attack on him, but let him approach until he was within the casting distance.

However, when it comes to dealing with mages, the elf ranger Shana is clearly an expert in this area.

She had learned a lot from the academy's mage identification course, and had become suspicious of the blue-robed man from the details of his dress. In order not to alert the enemy and to prevent misjudgment, she simply focused her attention on him.

The moment the other party raised his hand to guide the magic power, Shana immediately confirmed the other party's identity, and immediately bent the bow and drew the arrow. A colorless and transparent arrow with wind attribute silently passed through the air and instantly flew in front of the mage.

Gerald was worthy of being a great knight. Even though he couldn't see, he could sense the murderous aura emitted by Shana and the trajectory of the arrow. He quickly drew his sword, poured his energy into it, and swung it. With a "snap" sound, the long sword accurately defeated the air arrow in the air.

This lightning-fast moment almost made all the soldiers around unable to react. The mage was also shocked when he saw a burst of air suddenly burst out from the sword less than a meter away from his chest. Fortunately, his spell was ready, and a blue staff appeared directly under Rusalka's feet.

At this moment, a figure like a black arrow streaked across the sky above Rusalka's head.

Almost at the moment when the magic circle just started to glow, accompanied by the figure in the air flickering for a moment, the mage felt that the magic structure he had organized instantly turned into bubbles and disappeared without a trace, and the magic circle also went out at once.

A high-level spell destroyed something in an instant. There was no need to think about it. It must have been the work of the great wizard, Sanitieta, on the opposite side. This instant of confrontation was enough to determine who was superior to him, and the remaining hope in his heart that he might not be much different from the great wizard collapsed in an instant.

Fortunately, although his spell casting failed due to being interrupted, he did not suffer any backlash.

After the magical pet eagle used the [Counter Spell] which was worth six rings, it naturally exploded into a rain of blood. It was a pity that Sani Iron Tower was positioned too far back and the magical pet died, so the casting distance was not enough. Otherwise, Sani Iron Tower would have used a legendary action to try out what this spell was.

Gerald naturally noticed that nothing happened on Rusalka's side: "Did the spell fail?"

The blue-robed wizard nodded. "The other side's archmage attacked, interrupting my guidance in an instant. I couldn't tell what kind of magic he was using, nor could I detect when he prepared the spell. I was no match for him at all."

But at least he didn't give up. Instead, he pulled out a magic ball and aimed it at Rusalka. A blue mist shot out from the magic ball, quickly sweeping towards Rusalka's position from the foot of the city wall. "Freeze."

Wherever the azure air currents swept, the city walls and the ground were instantly covered with a layer of white frost. The warhorse under Rusalka's crotch was quickly turned into an ice sculpture after being caught in the air currents.

Is it solved? How could it be, because Rusalka is not inside!

But his voice suddenly rang out beside the wizard: "You were secretly looking at me (using magic) just now, weren't you?"

Legendary action activated: Pearl Tear Time!

The stick gleaming with golden light came down on the head, and in an instant, a long sword came from the side, shooting out energy from the tip of the sword, sticking to the stick and pushing it to the right, causing Rusalka's stick to hit the ground.

This was, of course, Gerald's move. Then, with a flash of his body, he took a sudden step closer. The thunderous light of his sword unleashed a powerful blast of air blades, which slashed towards Rusalka with unstoppable force. Rusalka's martial arts countered this powerful blow, and she couldn't help but frown. She thought that a stick was indeed not as effective as a greatsword, and she quickly dodged, allowing the air blade to strike the ground, carving a mark on the stone floor.

The two men fought for two rounds before the soldiers on the side reacted and quickly raised their shields towards Rusalka, as if they wanted to push him off the city wall. However, how could they be Rusalka's opponents? Rusalka swung his stick like playing golf and knocked down a group of them.

"Back off, you are no match for him!" Girard shouted, causing the soldiers around him who were eager to come forward and try to "receive the moving gold mountain" to stop.

The blue-robed wizard, who had no idea what life-saving tricks he had used, suddenly drifted far away on the ground, shouting, "Precise teleportation over such a long distance?! It must be the spell scroll crafted by that great wizard, Sanita! There's actually someone who can craft such a high-level spell scroll, so powerful! I've only seen such a powerful wizard, Anthony from the royal family..."

"Shut up!" Gerald really hated this useless wizard who was always trying to boost other people's morale and destroy his own prestige.

Don't I know how powerful that opponent's Sanita Mage is?! It's fine if you can't beat him, and no one blames you for not being able to beat him, but you, on the other hand, always praise the opponent when you're outmatched. Are you planning to kowtow to him as a sign of filial piety?

Sanita was watching Rusalka's situation in the sky with a wizard's eye, and he couldn't help but admire his unparalleled luck, which allowed him to accidentally climb onto the city wall and even get close to an enemy general at one go.

Rusalka got the advantage and immediately started boasting: (Yes, this was also in my plan.)

Although the Sani Tower was very clear about the distribution of the troops upstairs, from the perspective of Rusalka's army, the top of the city was still pitch black, and the Shadowless Forest was ineffective within a hundred meters of vision.

Just as Sanita was about to wait, someone in the army accidentally slipped and tripped while climbing uphill, knocking down a group of people. The effect of the Shadowless Forest spell was instantly broken, and the wizard on the city wall shouted, "Oh no! The enemy is invisible and attacking!"

The alarm bells rang loudly, and the soldiers on the city wall immediately drew their bows and arrows, ready to shoot, but at this moment, a very gorgeous and bright red firework suddenly bloomed in the sky not far behind the Pearl Tears Army. Especially in this pitch-black night where you could hardly see your hand in front of you, this firework was extremely eye-catching, and almost attracted all the defenders facing this direction to subconsciously cast their eyes in that direction.

Three seconds after the fireworks bloomed, a "bright sun" suddenly appeared at that location. All the defenders who were looking at the fireworks were still adapting to the darkness of night vision the moment before, but the next second they were suddenly hit directly in the face by high beams of headlights. Naturally, it was difficult for them to adapt to this dazzling light switch. All they saw was a sea of ​​white in front of them, and they could not see anything.

Want to play night battle? Sorry, Sanita won't allow it. This is the third-level Daylight spell he spent 5 points to buy, which can be used once every long rest. Although this ability has not had the opportunity to be used in the past few years, magic is something that is destined to turn the tide once it appears on the scene!

The next moment, Sanita's voice resounded throughout the battlefield: "Everyone fire!"

Upon further inspection, it was found that the hidden figures in the front of Zhulei Army were not the medium-armored infantry attacking the city. Sani Tieta had reversed the camp arrangement of "melee in front and ranged in the back" and surprisingly placed the crossbow troops armed with crossbows and longbows in the front, with the exact purpose of this!

A hail of arrows flew directly onto the top of the city wall. The defenders, who could not open their eyes at all, could only blindly hold their shields in front of them. Those without shields could not even identify the direction. They could only hear the sound of arrows breaking through the air and the screams of their comrades. They rushed around like headless flies, and naturally a large number of them fell down.

Moreover, the location of this daylight spell was extremely tricky, stuck behind Rusalka's army. This resulted in the defenders on the city wall facing the light, while Rusalka's army was in a backlit state, which was a completely one-sided lighting crushing.

As for Rusalka, is she also within the attack range?

Looking at Rusalka, who was also saturated with attacks but seemed to be insensitive to the lice and had ignored the piercing damage of the arrows and began to wantonly harvest the soldiers on the city wall, Sanitta said that this was probably part of his plan.

Rusalka: Please turn on the microphone and communicate, thank you.

Chapter 240: Battle for the Calbes Stronghold (14)

Hmm? Are you asking me if the Lord of Pearl Tears is still up there?

Why bother with all that? Just throw whatever weapon you have. Is Alizee's fire magic ready? Shoot in that direction. What's the point of hitting them? Blow up the battlements and they'll have nowhere to hide.

Hydra, do you have any ranged weapons? A cool way to summon a golden hammer and smash a whole area. Who's that blue guy jumping three feet high with a golden staff at the edge of the attack range? I don't know, probably some unknown dragon slayer.

Rusalka: (No, brother, turn off the friendly fire mode for a minute! Damn it, who cast that fire spell? Damn it, it had to be that jerk Alizee! No, it exploded right on the battlement next to me! I think Alizee really wants to become the Lord of Pearl Tears and inherit my legacy, right?)

Sanita watched as Alice ran to the front unhappily and released a scorching ray, which blew through a battlement and the soldiers behind it, then quickly ran back. He smiled and stuck out his tongue, saying, "It's my first actual combat, I'm a little nervous, and I seem to have accidentally missed the target." He finally understood why Rusalka was cursing.

But this was the first time he'd heard of magic actually being able to miss targets? Thinking about it this way, his passive aiming was indeed quite impressive.

Shana took the fire magic crystal she had enchanted and threw it towards the top of the city like a grenade. Ten seconds later, an area of ​​the city was blown up. The sound of the explosion was accompanied by Rusalka's curse.

Sanita didn't really want the two elves to cause trouble, but this was their first official use of fire abilities in combat, and they were already going crazy. He knew he couldn't control them, so he could only make his brothers suffer again: (How could the wise and powerful Lord Pearl Tear, with his foresight, not have taken this into account? I wish you all the best for being the first to reach the tower.)

Rusalka: (No, damn it! I'm going to hang these two elves on the flagpole when I get back. Even the Sani Tower can't protect them. I'm telling you! Wow, what a cool long-range holy attack! As expected of my sister-in-law, she's both cute and powerful. If I were to invest in the stock market, I should be buying a lot of Hydra shares right now. But then again, I'm a paladin too, so why can't I learn this? Coach Cat, I want to play with special effects.)

However, he probably couldn't count on any special effects, but there were still many bad jokes to play with. Just as Rusalka shouted "Give me your seat!" and kicked out the soldier hiding behind the battlements in front of him, and watched the latter turn into a hedgehog in despair, a white glove hit Rusalka's armor accurately.

Rusalka grabbed the falling white glove and took a closer look. Oh, isn't this the swordsman with a one-handed longsword who was following the mage with such ease?

That's right, the one who threw the glove at him was the one who had just exchanged two moves with him. He thought it was the master among the mage's guards. He didn't expect that the mage didn't follow the mage to escape, but wanted to duel with him.

At this moment, the opponent was swinging his sword, as if drawing an invisible air wall, blocking the arrows on the side one after another, and the opening was full of pressure.

In that case, Rusalka won't be polite. With the rain of arrows as the background, let's have an appetizer before slaying the dragon.

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When the spherical light source like the sun illuminated the entire city wall, when a crossbow unit of several thousand people suddenly "appeared" on the flat ground not far away, when arrows rained down from the sky, and his own roar of orders was drowned out by the chaotic screams of the surrounding soldiers, Girard knew that he had lost the battle to defend the city, and was completely defeated.

This is true from the perspective of the human army's battle, but he knows that there are still three dragons in his fortress. If he leads his men to escape like this, the three dragons will still complete their mission here and help him get rid of Rusalka and his army.

But he was not convinced. He felt that the war was lost, but he was not.

Because of this, he threw away the gloves that he had carried with him for more than ten years and almost forgot about.

"I, Gerald, guest of the Oaks family and Grand Knight of the Vanguard Sword, challenge you to a fair and sacred knightly duel. Honorable opponent, state your name!"

When Rusalka heard this format, she didn't remember who this Gerald was, so she just blurted out: "domo..."

Sanita: (Can you please be more normal? Otherwise I'll have Shana shoot you awake with an arrow.)

Rusalka's thoughts froze for a second. After arranging her words, she patted her armor on her chest, held her head high, and shouted, "Since you've asked so sincerely, I'll graciously tell you. To prevent my entire family from being exterminated, to protect the peace of the First World Ring, and to uphold the justice of goodness and holy light, the lovely and charming Justice Fish, yes, I am none other than the Great Knight of Pearl Tears, Rusalka! A super-mainstream player who travels between opposing rounds, are you ready to enter Pearl Tears time?"

Sunny Iron Tower is really speechless. This kid is really incorrigible. This is just a replacement for a cliché!

To him, Rusalka looked like he was going crazy, but it seemed to be the influence of 20 Charisma. Although the other party could not understand the composition and content of Rusalka's sentence at all, he still felt that he was "at ease" and his "contempt" for his evasiveness was very consistent with the legendary image of the Lord of Pearl Tears - a powerful paladin with endless courage.

Gerald wields a one-handed sword, but his left hand is free. Rusalka thinks there's something wrong with his construction. Even if he carries a shield, what if he has AC (Defense) +2? Oh, sorry, there's no AC in the real world.

He slowly moved sideways, searching for the "real flaws" in Rusalka, who seemed to be full of flaws, seemingly luring him forward to attack. He muttered, "Although I was born a commoner, I believe I've never been behind others. My life was built for the battlefield. Besides training, I just read books. I've fought in more than twenty battles, both large and small, with both advantages and disadvantages, but I've never suffered a major defeat."

Rusalka had no idea what he was trying to say. He got a bit PTSD when the natives of this world spoke long sentences to him. They were all riddlers, which made his brain, which was already too lazy to think before the battle, even more confused. "I guess what you want to say next is, did you taste it today?"

Gerald stopped and swung his sword to knock down two stray arrows. Facing Rusalka's mocking remarks, he was not angry at all. Instead, he laughed at himself and said, "No, it's ridiculous. The reason I stayed here is that I want to make this my home. As your enemy, regardless of victory or defeat, it will be a death of honor.

On the other hand, I was unwilling to accept this. Could a mere mage really sway the outcome of this battle and negate all my life's work? What I wanted to prove was that if I had a mage of equal caliber on my side, I would not have lost today!

He retreated in order to advance, first putting himself in a lying position, and looked like he had reached the state of mind perfection, making it impossible for Rusalka to defeat him no matter how she evaluated the battle situation or how she ridiculed him.

But Yin Yang Chuanzi's lifelong efforts to climb the ladder were ultimately no match for Rusalka's heartfelt assessment: "No, buddy, you talk like you know magic. Have you even read the 'formulas' in the appendix to 'The Mage's Apprentice'? Do you know which rune is which? Can you command a mage?"

Gerald's faith in the Dao was instantly shattered by Rusalka. Blood filled his pupils, and he charged forward, sword drawn, roaring at Rusalka, "Just because I'm a commoner and don't have the noble blood of your kind, no one will teach me magic. Without money, I'm not worthy of learning magic, right? Is this the end of my life, not even as good as your starting point?!"

Rusalka raised her stick to block the sword and nodded: "Ah, yes, yes, yes, yes."

The two quickly exchanged three moves. Rusalka's swordsmanship had now reached the level of a captain of the Star Knights like Sarolt, but he was used to using a broadsword, and his fighting style with the stick in one hand was still bold and aggressive, and he hadn't mastered the essence of the long stick at all.

After three hits, Rusalka, who was used to fighting with weapons, had the head of the long stick in her hand cut off by the sword energy as expected.

Gerald made a sword flower. "The sharpness of a weapon is also a form of strength. This sword is called Longquan. It was given to me by the Oaks family after I cleared out a rebel hideout. It was forged by the kingdom's northern forge master, Oli Cowell. The irony is that, despite his noble birth, he possesses forging skills that are beyond your reach."

Rusalka swung the stick and took a step forward.

Girard seized the opportunity and raised his hand, stabbing Rusalka's throat like lightning: "Point the spring!"

He had already thought of the next few moves. If Rusalka raised his shield to block, it would obviously be too late, but if he wanted to use his long stick to block, then he could use the sharpness of the weapon to cut off a large section of the stick in his hand. If he didn't block, he would be dead.

Even if he possesses the immortal body of a mermaid, there must be a limit to the number of times he can recover. I only need to pierce his throat with a sword and immediately retreat. The shorter stick in his hand will definitely not be able to reach me.

Unexpectedly, Rusalka didn't choose any of them, but reached out to grab the sword.

Girard sneered and swung his sword to cut off his fingers, but he never expected that the sword, which had been infused with energy and became extremely sharp, was easily grasped by Rusalka's physical hands.

【HP-50】

[Secondary furnace core starts, construction begins, deconstruction speed is 10HP/second]

As to why Rusalka had enough health to use the furnace, it was because although his Holy Healing Pool was empty before, he had the priest of Esdi and Aerie with him, so of course they restored his health to full.

Rusalka clutched the sword tightly for five seconds before a sinister, cunning smile appeared on her face. For a moment, Gerald imagined he was facing a cultist of the Seven Sins. "Open your backfield, little brother! Let me see, your weapon is just a precious quality. Watch me grab it and refine it immediately."

Rusalka's arm instantly turned red, like a hammer in a furnace. Gerald felt the hilt of the sword he was holding become as hot as magma. But even though his palm was burning and making a sizzling sound like barbecue, this tough guy did not let go of the weapon in his hand. Instead, he endured the severe pain silently and pulled his hand away.

But after a few seconds, he felt his palm become empty. When he looked again, the sword suddenly melted and deformed, and finally condensed into a bell that kept emitting pleasant sounds and fell into Rusalka's hand.

[Stealing the "bell" by covering one's ears, Quality: Uncommon. Effect: When it is shaken, everyone within a 30-meter radius can hear the ringing sound. However, anyone who shakes it directly or indirectly by any means cannot hear the sound. If multiple people shake it, no one can hear the sound.]

【Note: Shake the bell to automatically redirect to the ad content.】

Damn, after seeing this note, Rusalka suddenly wanted to smash it.

He then swung his staff and said with a smile, "You're right. Sharpness is also a form of strength. Fortunately, I, Rusalka, happen to be a master blacksmith. Your Master Oreo's blacksmithing skills are quite good, but I'd like to make some minor modifications."

Girard with nothing in his hands: ...

But Rusalka, as if to be fair, thrust the stick aside and flew forward: "I won't take advantage of you, come on!"

"You...don't regret it!" Girard gritted his teeth and stepped forward to punch Rusalka. However, at the moment when he and Rusalka faced each other, a dagger popped out from under Rusalka's palm and stabbed his wrist directly.

Before he could utter a word "despicable", the light of the Holy Slash directly blew off his right arm, and Rusalka flew over and delivered another flying kick, but Gerald bent down and dodged.

Of course, Rusalka would not give him a chance to breathe. She raised her hand and smashed it down. Gerald flew back half a step, intending to counterattack with a roundhouse kick. However, the stick suddenly disappeared from its original position and returned to Rusalka's hand. This was the binding feature of the magic contract weapon. Taking advantage of the opponent's unprepared moment, he was hit on the head by the stick that suddenly extended the attack range. Rusalka directly smashed his head with the stick, and the light of the Three Rings Holy Slash burst out from his body, blowing him to pieces.

Rusalka curled her lips, put away her stick, and declared her victory: "Why should I regret it? I don't have your fighting spirit. I have weapons and you don't. It's a fair fight, and I didn't take advantage of you."

However, Rusalka himself didn't notice it, but everyone around him clearly heard the sound of a bell. They subconsciously looked in his direction and saw Rusalka instantly kill Gerald. They were so scared that they shouted, "The Legion Commander was defeated by the Knight of Pearl Tears in a knightly duel. Everyone, run away!"

"Our army is defeated, our army is defeated!"

Those soldiers were already afraid of the magic of Sanita and the army of the Pearl Tear Territory. Seeing that Gerald was dead, and died in a duel with Rusalka's knights, they no longer had any loyalty. Almost all the leading captains gave the order to retreat. For a while, everyone fled frantically from the city wall under the rain of arrows.

what?

Rusalka glanced at the charred headless corpse. What legion commander?

Sanitta then spoke up: (Girard is the commander of the opposing army. Did you fall asleep during the combat meeting?)

Rusalka: (Why didn't you remind me earlier?)

Sanitta: (If you knew he was the legion commander, you would have wasted a lot of time with nonsense. How could you kill him so quickly and efficiently like you are doing now?)

Rusalka wanted to retort, but his brother was right, because he really regretted not talking to him more and killing him too quickly.

Chapter 241: Battle for the Calbes Stronghold (End)