I must draw my sword immediately!

Chapter 116 Robbery of Knight Baling
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The moonlight, high in the sky, pierced through the glass windows of the tavern and shone on the two empty ceramic cups on the table.

At this moment, the candlelight went out, and all that remained was the faint outline of the fallen knight in the dim light.

"promise?"

After pondering the word for a moment, Suya's brows furrowed slightly.

He looked at the Baring Knight and asked:

"What kind of promise is it?"

At this moment, Baling raised his ceramic cup, took a big gulp of beer, and said:
"My promise to you is to help you embark on the fifth path."

"The name of this path is 'Believer'."

"believer?"

Upon hearing the name of this fifth pathway, Suya couldn't immediately discern what kind of power it possessed, so she asked:
"So what kind of approach is this?"

Baring shook his head. "I don't know."

"do not know?"

“A few months ago, when you told me you were going to take this path, you only said strange things like ‘power is strength,’ ‘foreigners don’t have martial ethics,’ and ‘this time I’m going to crush the world.’”

Suya's lips twitched; this sounded quite like his own吐槽 (tu cao, a Chinese internet slang term for sarcastic or critical remarks). However, he quickly looked at Baring and asked curiously:
"What kind of person was I in the past? What have I been through? Why did you become my companion?"

"You from the past?"

Baring shook his head again and chuckled, "You're not much different from me now, except you're not filled with all that messy spiritual energy, so you look much better."

"As for what happened, just look it up in your history textbook; it's all written very clearly there."

"Linghui?"

Suya frowned.

With so many hints from others, how could he not guess that his previous incarnation was probably the red dragon from fifteen years ago?

He wasn't stupid; he was just instinctively rejecting his predecessor's identity, as if something bad would happen if he inherited it.

Realizing that the 'spiritual radiance' mentioned by Baling was likely the thing that made the original body, or rather, her past self, willingly give up her memories and start over, Suya immediately asked Baling:
"what is that?"

Baring raised his finger and pressed two smooth grooves into the table, then sneered:
"Want to become stronger"
Either use the ultimate [power] to create achievements;
Either create an identity through absolute "playing" or...

"The two paths run parallel, and what connects them is faith."

"When faith becomes a shackle, a weight on authority, it transforms into the 'spiritual radiance' that drives you forward on this path."

"Dragon slayers rush on the path of slaying a dragon, while kings are deeply entangled in endless power and profit."

"Once you fall, there will be no turning back!"

"Just like the royal selection ceremony currently underway in the capital—"

"You think you're gathering faith? In reality, faith is choosing its puppets. When three million eyes are burning deep within your soul, are you crowned with a crown, or have you become a sacrifice to the crown?"

Baring pinched his chin, thought for a moment, and then vividly described it:
"Imagine what it would feel like to have three million flies buzzing around in your head?"

Suya couldn't help but shudder, then looked at Baring, who was clearly one of the world's strongest knights, yet appeared disheveled and wretched, and frowned as she asked:
"how about you?"

"I?"

"You are also a powerful being who has borne countless spiritual radiance, right? How do you feel?"

"Tsk, you would never have asked me this kind of question before."

"If you ask me what it feels like, it's like I'm always thinking about robbing people—robbing money, weapons, people, banks, the national treasury, I want to rob everything."

"But, as you know, I consider myself an upright knight."

Suya looked at him strangely, thinking to herself, what kind of side effect is this? Isn't this something that should be taken for granted? If I weren't too weak, I would want to snatch it too.

Baring did not answer why he had become a servant of the Red Dragon King.

And at this point in the conversation

Having asked enough questions, Suya finally asked the last one, the one he most urgently wanted to know:
"How can I become stronger?"

"I'm not talking about those vague methods you mentioned. I'm asking how I can obtain the purest power, like yours, like Knight Gawain's?" Upon hearing this, Knight Baring immediately laughed.
"There's no other way to get this kind of thing except through honest training and trying your luck with some serendipitous encounters."

"but--"

Suya blinked and repeated, "But?"

"We can steal it."

Baring pointed to the ring and the wallet full of cash on the table, and chuckled cryptically:

"For example, let me steal your money."

"I can become stronger."

"And the same principle applies to your desire to become stronger."

Suya hesitated for a moment, then without hesitation, grabbed her wallet and ring back, clutching them tightly in her hand, and stared at Baring warily.

"You can start."

The moment those words were spoken,

Before Suya could even see anything clearly, the wallet and ring he was holding were already in Baring's hands.

Then, Suya saw a smile appear on the other person's face, as if they had no regrets in this life.

"Then, the oath is made."

Baring looked at Suya, a satisfied smile curving his lips, but a glint of madness quickly appeared in his eyes.
"Red Dragon... no, Knight King, are you ready?"

Suya looked at him, took a deep breath, and asked solemnly:
"what to prepare?"

Baring laughed loudly:
"of course--"

"Turning the fake into the real!"

“You have donned his skin, stolen his knight, taken his woman, embodied his virtues, and possessed everything that he should have.”

"So now, all you need is a table and a sword!"

He raised the sword wrapped in strips of cloth from his waist, shook the cloth off the blade, revealing a longsword with a red hilt and a cross.
The sword is 1.5 meters long, and its entire body flows with a holy radiance like holy water.

This is the very sword in the lake that only the most noble and holy son in legend can draw – Melia Duke.

At that moment, the vulgar Baring knight gripped the hilt of Meliaduk's sword, like a knight about to rush to the battlefield, or a notorious thief about to commit a heinous crime, and grinned at Sua, revealing two rows of white teeth, and said smugly:

"Let's go, King of Knights, it's time for us to rob someone!"

"What are you robbing?"

"Your round table."

"Whom to rob?"

"King Periano".

Where to rob it?

Winchester Cathedral.

In the exchange of questions and answers, the Baring Knight had already stood up. He gripped his sword and strode toward the door with a wicked grin. Suya also stood up, as if he had already realized what absurd things were about to happen. He took a deep breath and drew his magic sword from his waist.

And at this moment,
Outside the tavern,

Tall figures clad in full plate armor had somehow surrounded the nameless tavern.

The moonlight shone on their plate armor, making it gleam with a cold, icy light.

They had long, messy, black dandelion-like beards that covered their faces, including their eyes, eyebrows, noses, and mouths.

Then, these faceless, bearded knights gripped their sword hilts with both hands, drew their rather thick and wide greatswords from their waists, and held them upright in a plow-like position, facing the tavern.

The leading, burly knight, standing at 1.9 meters tall, spoke in a cold voice, seemingly emanating from somewhere within his body:
"Sir Suya,"

"Your sovereign, Prince Edwin, requests your presence!"

(End of this chapter)