Elden Ring, but with Wind Spirit Moon Shadow

Chapter 88 Greg's Fury
Intelligence from the front line was quickly transmitted to Stonewell.

The rapid crowing interrupted Greg's thoughts.

A storm eagle landed on Greg's small hand.

"Ok?"

With the cooperation of several hands, the letter tied to the Storm Eagle's leg was removed in just three or two seconds.

Seeing the information on the letter, Greg touched his chin.

"They actually broke into the checkpoint and breached the first line of defense. This time the Faders are quite powerful."

"But I'm sure it won't be long before the mountain goblins bring back the body of the Faded One."

"An unknown person with a slender figure and white hair? How come this description makes him look like a Samir?"

"There are new limb-replacing sacrifices. That's great."

Greg didn't think a mere Faded could make it through the level.

It has happened before, but every time we couldn’t get through the first line of defense, we would be immediately taken down.

Many bodies were burned by the flamethrower, but Greg didn't feel sad.

The strength of those faded ones is just so-so, and they can't be considered as top-notch sacrifices for limb reattachment.

After all, those faders who force their way through are not very smart.

And guys who are not so smart usually don’t have much strength.

Normal Faders would usually sneak up to Stonewell's door and then be killed by Mongt's clone there.

Greg had people pick up corpses there many times.

Greg was still thinking about which hand to take over the Faded One who was going to break through this time.

He didn't take Bai Shi seriously at all.

After all, Stonewell's defenses had never been breached.

There was another cry, and another storm eagle landed on one of Greg's hands.

Greg was stunned for a moment. Only two or three minutes had passed.

"Is it resolved so quickly?"

"I really shouldn't have expected the Faded Ones to be so powerful."

"They were once warriors and descendants who followed our ancestor Ge Fulei, but they are now in such an ugly state."

Greg inexplicably developed a sense of superiority. There were gaps between the descendants, and the descendant of the Faded One was not as promising as him.

Greg opened the letter and glanced at it casually.

"Why didn't you say you found the body and chopped it up?"

Greg scanned it all over, but didn't find the result he wanted, so he blinked.

Suddenly I realized that the content of the letter seemed to be wrong, so I opened my eyes wide and read it carefully again.

"What...it only took such a short time and the mountain monster was defeated!?"

"No, it's nothing. Those mountain goblins are not reliable anyway."

"Once there are deserters, they will immediately scatter in all directions."

Greg comforted himself.

"There is a unit of my troops stationed in the second half of the level. That is my real strength."

"Especially the noble knights under my command. They will soon offer me the limbs of the faded one as a sacrifice for the limb reattachment."

Although he said that, Greg's fingers, big and small, began to tap the throne and his legs began to shake.

The Faded One was able to break through the mountain goblin's defenses so quickly that Greg admitted that he had underestimated him before.

But if, I mean if, I send out elite troops, how will you Faded Ones respond?
This time, two cries were heard, and two storm eagles landed on Greg's hands one after another.

Greg immediately opened the letter on the first storm eagle's foot.

Greg didn't see the good news he wanted in the letter, but instead saw bad news.

"W-what? How could all the knights I appointed personally die like this?!"

Greg is very heartbroken now. It doesn't matter if those goblins and soldiers die, they can just be replaced by others.

But if a knight dies, one less knight will be left, and it takes a very long time to train him.

Not to mention that these knights are Greg's confidants and his truly loyal subordinates.

Greg opened the last letter immediately. This letter was written on golden paper with a golden tree pattern.

This is a special paper for good news. It clearly says on the letter:

"Good news! The golem lost control and fought with the soldiers, but was eventually captured heroically by the soldiers."

Greg crumpled the letter into a ball and gritted his teeth.

"Good news, what good news! I'm not a fool. The golem is ours!"

"A bunch of bastards who are always causing trouble instead of helping others! Why are my knights the ones who died instead of you guys?"

"If there is any bad news, please bring it all together!"

In response to Greg's request, there was another cry.

It's Storm Eagle again.

At this moment, Greg's hands were almost covered with Storm Eagles.

Greg opened the letter.

This letter was also written on special paper, which had a pattern of a giant red snake entwined with a golden tree painted on it.

This is a letter that represents bad news.

Greg took a deep breath and began to read the contents of the letter.

"The Faded One entered the Sealed Prison and released the Crucible Knight Red from prison. They are now acting together."

Greg closed his eyes and tried his best to calm himself.

The Crucible Knights were once powerful knights beside our ancestor Gefulei. Many of them stayed in the family as guards of the Golden Clan.

After the Shattering War, the Crucible Knights who had met the 'Blessed King' with Greg chose to follow Monget and stay in the Royal City.

Only Red and another Crucible Knight accompanied him to Stonewell.

However, when Greg started to transplant the limbs, Red began to disobey orders and even denounced Greg's act of transplanting the limbs in public.

Of course Greg was unhappy. Even though he was the guard who had watched him grow up, for him to scold the monarch in public was simply going against the will of Heaven.

What's more, Greg just wanted to gain strength so that he could lead everyone back to his hometown at the foot of the golden tree. What's wrong with that?

Doesn't he want to have the same strength as his ancestor, Ge Fulei? If he could, who would want to have a limb transplant?
Eventually Red was imprisoned by Greg's assembled forces.

But now he was released. Greg knew that Red must hate him to death and might really rebel this time.

Each of the Crucible Knights is a hero-level character and can pose a certain threat to Greg.

Moreover, Red, the 'Fire and Steel', was a mainstay among the Crucible Knights.

With the Faded One and the Samirians, Greg felt he had to prepare.

Greg suddenly felt a little sticky liquid on the back of the letter.

When I turned it over, I saw a pool of blood.

On the back of the letter was written in a wild handwriting:

"I will take your head today."

Greg remained silent and crumpled the letter in his hands.

Even the guy who delivered the letter was killed, but he still released the letter deliberately as a provocation.

Those guys really don't take him, Greg, seriously.

Greg slammed the armrest of the throne hard, fragments flew out, and cracks covered the throne.

The storm eagles were frightened away.

"How dare you look down on me! Look down on me, 'Golden' Greg!"

Greg is the weakest among the demigods who possess the Great Rune, and he knows this.

But no matter how weak he is, he is still a demigod!

Greg couldn't stand being provoked by the Faded Ones who were as weak as ants.

Greg stood up and walked towards the armory.

He wanted to let those guys see his, Greg's, wrath.

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