Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 907 889. Dolan Knights Dark Moon

King Osroais, who has always ruled Lothric, became the king of the overlord country in the end of fire.

Lan En has heard a lot about this king.

In the general impression, this king is simply a wise and courageous leader of the generation.

But the problem is that this wise and powerful king seems to have only existed in 'hearing'.

The name of King Osrois made Lan En, who was standing quietly in the distance, listen more carefully.

During the confrontation, the leader of the Knights of Lothric indeed lowered his voice and said with hatred.

"You know that His Majesty refuses to see anyone and locks himself in the courtyard to do research, brother Maluke!"

"Yes, I know." Knight Commander Maruk in a blue armor smock said calmly, "So I also know that you have no orders from His Majesty at all."

"And trying to change the prince's order without His Majesty's direct order is rebellion!"

"Now it seems that your chivalry has fallen to this point, Captain."

"Our chivalry is to serve Lothric and maintain the fire!" The knight leader took a step forward excitedly, and his armor clicked.

He wore a ring on his hand that was the same shape as the ring on Emma's officiant's hand, except that the pattern on the ring was a white silhouette of a knight.

"There is a web of conspiracy now, and they want to take advantage of the deadlock in the Fire Passing Ceremony to target Lothric. Is your chivalry just to sit back and do nothing?"

"Alarmist." Knight Commander Maruk denied coldly.

In his opinion, this seemed to be just a 'man-made crisis' jointly created by the group leader and the officiant in order to promote the fire-passing ceremony.

"It's never too late for you to say 'alarmist' in the face of evidence."

Lorenzo stood up from behind the leader. He also had high qualifications in the Knights of Lothric, and his combat effectiveness was also in the first echelon.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to pick up the Lothrik Knight's great sword.

This kind of great sword requires the user to have excellent strength, agility, and skill. It is not an equipment that can be distributed to just anyone who wants to use it.

Therefore, knights who can use this kind of sword have a certain say in the knights.

Lorenzo first handed the dragon-patterned shield on his back to Knight Commander Maluk, and then walked towards Lan En.

He recounted the riot on the bridge as he walked, and patted Lan as he reached him.

Lan En also spoke up to testify at the right time, proving that Lorenzo's words were accurate.

"The witnesses and physical evidence are all there. I've even sent dozens of dragon-patterned shields to the Knights' dragon training ground."

Lorenzo stood next to Lan and faced Maluk.

"Even if it's perjury, do you think I can produce dozens of dragon-patterned shields? Do I have that ability?"

"I think you should know very well who has the ability to make such a shield. After all, you have often visited the sages' great libraries on behalf of the prince recently, haven't you?"

Knight Commander Maluk was silent for a moment.

"That's the prince's consultation to the sages, okay? I will go back to the dragon training ground to check the physical evidence, and I will also sort out the witness's testimony and submit it to His Highness the prince."

"Let's talk about this today." He waved his blue cloak with gold patterns, and left without saluting the two higher-status people present.

If it were in a well-ordered and strict knightly order, this kind of behavior alone would be enough to be accused of 'contempt of superiors'.

It seems that the division within the Knights has become so obvious now that they don't even want to play the show anymore.

Lan En watched the exit of Knight Commander Maruk. He walked directly to a tower next to the high wall, and his figure disappeared under the shadow.

Maluk, who represented at least half of the strength of the Knights of Lothric, broke up on bad terms.

This scenario seems to have happened many times during this time when the flames are dimming.

So much so that the knight leader only sighed under his helmet instead of getting angry.

On the contrary, Emma is the officiant

Lan En looked at the old priest through the silver hair hanging down from the corners of his eyes. Instead, he felt a sense of determination from the officiant that the matter was over.

"Lorenzo."

Priest Emma suddenly called out to the knight commander.

"I'm here, my lord."

"Take our witness and go down to rest first. He must be very tired after traveling a long distance and going through riots, especially at this difficult time when the flames are dim. Don't neglect to ask someone to help you as a witness, so go and do it."

Priest Emma said that she wanted Lorenzo to arrange the daily necessities for Lan En.

But from the demon hunter's point of view, the chief priest and the knight leader, who were still standing motionless, looked more like they wanted to discuss something that could not be heard by others and were dismissed and cleared.

So Lan En smiled at Knight Commander Lorenzo who was leading him away. At the same time, he deliberately slowed down his pace and asked him about some trivial things in the city.

The demon hunter's senses began to amplify in the process.

He successfully heard the conversation between the knight leader and the officiant.

".We can't delay it any longer, that's what I think."

"But it takes strength to carry out this dangerous idea. Priest Emma."

When the knight leader judged the officiant's words, he obviously went through a psychological struggle before speaking hesitantly.

"My knighthood has been reduced by one-third due to the curse of the undead. The decline in strength is unprecedented since the establishment of the Knights of Lothric!"

"But I and my priesthood have your full support."

"But the sages will also fully support the other faction in the Knights, won't they?"

The head of the knights and the chief priest began to integrate the forces they controlled one by one in order to implement their plan.

But it is obvious that the situation is not optimistic.

"The sages have received a large library from His Majesty. It is precisely because of the rapid expansion of their power that we can entrust each other with trust, Emma, ​​the priest. With all due respect, from a comparison of strength, the sages undoubtedly have the advantage. We are at a disadvantage.”

"Yeah, we can't deny the facts."

The old woman's voice was low, but she still had no intention of giving up.

"Then what about finding some foreign aid? Is this feasible? For example, the Dolan Knights? Or ask for help from the Dark Moon Pope of Irushil?"

"The Dark Moon Sect serves Gwendelin, the youngest son of King Gwen, the Shadow Sun. Since he is the current leader of the God Clan, he must also be a staunch supporter of the Fire Spread!"

"Knights of Dolan," the knight leader said thoughtfully.

"Although Lothric accepted many refugees, knowledge and talents from their hometown, Dolanguleg, after it was destroyed by Kasas, and even accepted the strong dragon culture of Dolanguleg."

“From a dragon-hunting country to now being in the company of dragons.”

"But those Dolan Knights became a mess thousands of years ago. They lost their character as knights and are now just mercenaries. I don't know if I can still trust them."

"Don't they care about the flames?"

Priest Emma cannot understand that the existence of mercenaries depends on the order environment of all countries in the world, and the world order depends on the First Fire.

The flames are almost extinguished, why are you still working as a mercenary?

But the knight leader obviously knows these people better than the officiant.

"When the prince hires them, he won't say anything about the flames. He will only say that we are a rebel. And if we start to fight and we tell them that we are fighting for the flames, they will only think that this is confusing. It’s just tactics.”

"When people go to war, why do they need to explain the causes and consequences? Once they go to the battlefield and start fighting, they can't help but want to quit."

"So in my opinion, it's better not to recruit those mercenaries at all."

"As for Irushil you are talking about"

The knight leader seemed a little hesitant.

"Have the executioners of the Dark Moon Cult - the Sword of the Dark Moon not appeared in front of people for too long? I'm not sure how much power they still have."

"Every little thing is a little bit. The matter has come to this, and we must go all out. Send a messenger to Dark Moon Pope Sullivan without delay."

At this point, the deal is basically settled.

The chief priest and the head of the knights have made up their minds to proceed with the fire-passing ceremony on behalf of the princes who have been reluctant to pass the fire and the king who locked himself in the courtyard without seeing anyone.

At first glance, it seems that no matter what, this world of dim flames and slow death is about to undergo a change.

But before the "planned" changes come,

Lan En, who was walking slowly behind Lorenzo, had just asked him whether Lothric's current food situation was optimistic.

Lorenzo answered him bitterly: Although there is no food growing under the 'Bleeding Eclipse', humans become immortal, or simply die, much faster than the food is consumed.

So Lothric's food reserves are actually very optimistic.

It can be regarded as ‘good news’ full of hellish atmosphere.

But after saying this, Lorenzo suddenly felt Lan En behind him stop.

Under his raised visor, only one and a half of his eyebrows were furrowed, and he turned to look behind him.

But he found that his 'witness' was squinting his eyes slightly and his beautiful nose was twitching slightly.

"What are you smelling?"

Lorenzo asked confused.

But Lan En only focused on identifying the odor information in his nasal cavity.

This smell is distinctive in the high walls of Lothric.

Because this high wall was originally a military facility, it was filled with the smell of soldiers' sweat, the smell of maintenance oil on weapons, and even the smell of blood and dust.

There are also residential buildings nearby, which adds a flavor of food and drinks to the neighborhood.

But now, the smell that appears in Lan En's senses as a demon hunter

"The smell of old book pages and the strong smell of candles."

Under Lorenzo's puzzled eyes, Lan En said softly.

"To be honest, I'm actually quite gifted in my sense of smell. These smells... You built a library on a high military wall?"

"The old smell of these pages and ink is unique and very strong."

"Library? On the high wall?" Lorenzo first looked at Lan En with a strange look. "Are you crazy?"

But then, he heard Lan En's whispered words and saw the caution and seriousness in those cat eyes.