Chapter 6: Peraodo's Trial

In fact, except for Grand Duke Francis and the human chariot who were unknown inside, others also thought of the reason why that guy dared not go home.

Lanchester was even more surprised from the beginning, but he didn't expect it to be the case.

"But even so, there is no need to not dare to go home."

"Really, it's like a little devil who dares not go home if he does something wrong..."

"It should be nothing great, right?"

"What a simple guy, but people don't hate this kind of childlike place... it feels a little cute."

“…woman!”

The whispers of Xixisau in his ears made Lanchester's head bigger.

"Great Aussetin, is this the trial you gave me?"

"no!"

Peraodor shook his head very firmly.

"The army is a serious place. Even if you say it yourself, I cannot take in a guy who would be drunk the night before the Knights report. We don't need someone here who can't even control our own behavior."

As expected, Peraodor is indeed selfless.

Feng Kan grabbed his head awkwardly and turned his head. Behind him, Bardori lowered his head and was extremely ashamed.

He sighed helplessly. He really couldn't let go of this matter. After all, Bardolin would get drunk at the Rangers Association's bar because of the one he pushed behind this guy.

I believe that many shameless people can do it if they pretend to be fine and turn around and leave. But Feng Kan can't do it.

"As human beings, who can guarantee that they will never make mistakes in their lifetime? This kid has no unforgivable sins, right? He is still so young, is it so difficult to give him a chance?"

Peraodor glanced at the ashamed Bardolian and sighed. To be honest, he had also heard of the name of the youngest guardian knight in the continent. He was originally very pleased that the younger generation of the kingdom had a star of hope, but Bardolian's performance really disappointed him.

"Mr. Peraodo, isn't it difficult to give a chance? Do you want this young man's talent to be buried just because of such a small matter?"

"Rules are rules. If the rules set can be broken at will, then it would be better not to set this rule to save trouble."

Peraodor's words made Bardolian's heart sank...

"But..." But Peraodo's words turned around and rekindled new hope. "...There are always exceptions in everything. Although I cannot let Bardo join the First Division even if nothing happened, if he can meet a certain condition and pass a certain test, then he can also reconsider the matter of getting him to join the Group."

"Hey! Don't say it so irresistible. Just say that if he really meets the conditions you said, can you behave as if things have not happened today?"

Peraodor gave him a helpless look and shook his head.

This guy speaks so directly? Although as a warrior, he admires Feng Kan's skills very much, this guy seems to have a problem with his brain.

“…simply put…that’s it.”

"That's it. Just tell me what conditions are there!"

"...Declare in advance that this matter can only be solved by Bardolian himself by his own strength, and you cannot help him!"

This has to be explained in advance. With this guy's ability to be incompatible with Rodman, his inexplicable magical ability, and his even more strange skills - what else can be difficult for him besides letting him kill Queen Jamins? No, maybe even killing Queen Jamins is a piece of cake for him. If you want to stump him, it is only possible to let him go to the top of Dubaira to fight the legendary ancient dragon. By the way, or letting him try his luck in the trials may be a good idea...

"My!"

"Wu?...So you really want to take action for him?"

"It shouldn't be a foul, right?"

Peraodor blinked his eyes, and had never seen a thick-skinned person.

"I said! If the test is not difficult, is it still called a test?"

“…that’s right.”

"Mr. Peraodor, I am willing to take any test!"

Bardolian interrupted the two men and said resolutely.

"This is my business, and I will use my own actions to prove my determination."

"Very good! If you don't rely on others' strength, this is a man."

Peraodor nodded with certainty, then glanced at Feng Kan meaningfully, but found that the guy stretched his little finger and looked bored and was slacking off his nostrils...

(…Sir Rodman… Maybe you are really wrong.)

In order not to stimulate his heart any more, Peraodor turned his attention to the young guardian knight in front of him.

"Do you know the 'Divine Lake' to the west of the city?"

"Yes, I know below!"

The Lake of Gods is a mysterious place. More than a hundred years ago, it was still a lush plain connected with the sunset swamp. However, one day, an inexplicable explosion occurred in the center of the plain. The power of the explosion was so huge that the entire Kingdom of St. Ostan was shocked. After the explosion, all the creatures on the plain disappeared overnight, leaving only a huge deep pit. For more than a hundred years, the deep pit gradually filled with rain and rivers that were diverted due to the explosion and turned into a lake that was no less than the Crystal Lake. However, unlike the Crystal Lake, it is a forbidden area of ​​life, and no creature can survive there. Until more than a hundred years later, no grass grows around the lake...

It is said that it is because after Aussetin left, the last nameless god who survived fell there. Mother Earth was sad because of the fall of her child. From then on, there was no longer life there that could be protected by Mother Earth, so it became a barren land...

But legends are legends after all. No one knows what the facts are, but people all know that entering the radius of the God of Death Lake within a radius of 60 miles is equivalent to stepping into the territory of the God of Death.

"Hey! I said you won't let this kid die, right? They're just late for a while, don't you have to be so cruel, right?"

I have lived in Portral for almost half a year. Feng Kan has more or less known the famous "attractions" in the Kingdom of St. Ostan, not to mention the famous ones. Trantak, who is only ranked second in the "God Tomb Forest", is the second largest death place in Trantak.

"Recently, a migratory group would pass by the Lake of God. In order to prevent the orc friends who arrived in St. Ostan from mistakenly entering that land, the Knights planned to send a guide to guide them. I think, this task is OK, right?"

Peraodor ignored him and continued to command Bardolian.

"Yes! I will use my life and reputation as a guarantee. As long as my heart is still beating, I will never let those orc friends encounter any danger."

"It seems you're very determined."

"Wu! Is it a test to lead a way?" Feng Kan suddenly interrupted at this time.

"So when are you going to set out?"

“It’s OK anytime.”

"Don't be so anxious. Now they have not walked out of the Sunset Worm yet. You can go back and prepare, recruit some people, bring enough food and clean water, so I don't need to say more about this. Before you arrive at the Sunset Worm, you have to travel through an uninhabited area of ​​nearly two hundred miles. It is a good thing to be determined, but if you do it without sufficient preparation, it would be stupid..."

"Yes! Thank you for your advice."

"Hey! Do you ignore me?"

"Then you go back and prepare first. You don't need to come to the regiment headquarters when you set out. I hope that next time I see you, it will be when I hand over the battle flag of the Hero Knights to you."

"You two guys... plan to ignore me, aren't you?"

Bardolian had no reaction to Feng Kan's complaints. He knocked his right hand in his heart, saluted solemnly, and then turned around and left the room.

"...What a conscience-free guy. He has helped him so much that he can't even say thank you."

"If it weren't for you, he wouldn't have that much to do. Do you think he should have asked you for a duel for this reason?"

"Uh... I'll give up this!"

The two words Feng Kan is most reluctant to hear now are "duel".

After he arrived at Trentak, he duels three times. Except for the last time he got a set of Denira armor as a spoil, the other two were not beneficial at all, especially the time he duel with Sorom, which caused trouble...

"Although the Lake of God's Fallen is a place of death, if you know the situation there, there is no great danger. As a test for this young man, we don't need to worry about him. But you, my respected Lord Sir, why are you with him?"

"This... I just had two drinks with him."

"What's weird?"

Peraodor turned and sat on the chair behind the conference table, "When did Lord Jazz come back?"

"Okay, I haven't been back for long, that's yesterday...afternoon."

"oh!"

"what?"

"No, it is indeed not appropriate to interrupt your personal affairs. However, before you arrived at the regiment headquarters, another adult had asked me about your whereabouts."

"Ha?...Who is it?"

"It's me!"

With the angry voice, Lanchester's gentle figure appeared at the gate...
Chapter completed!