Chapter 2: After being promoted to a magic knight,
he drank some mountain spring water and ate a large amount of toast. Romo scrubbed his body, changed into leather armor, and then solemnly stood in front of the door of the castle's underground secret room.
The door to the secret room is the strongest and most durable door in the entire castle. It was made by Saldin's ancestors from iron ore and a small amount of adamantine ore.
During casting, the enchanter was also asked to inject some elemental magic and natural magic into it.
Elemental magic makes the door impenetrable; while natural magic is mixed with the lifeblood of the Sardin family, ensuring that only Sardin's descendants can open the door.
It sounds very mysterious, but in fact it is just a big iron gate with a biological code.
After wiping away the floating dust around the keyhole, he took out the dagger from his arms and held it in his hand.
This dagger is called Blood Fang, which is said to be a kind of devil's tooth. The exact way it was obtained is unknown. The ancestors first made it into a dagger, but maybe they thought it was not very useful, so they used it as the key to a secret door.
Luo Mo pulled out the blood tooth from the scabbard, and then drew a shallow blood mark on his palm, letting the blade be stained with his own blood.
Then, he lifted the dagger, inserted it steadily into the groove on the door, and then twisted it.
The next moment, with the groove as the center, several dark blood-red lines gradually appeared, and the entire door made a dull sound.
Slowly push the iron door open and walk in. The secret room looks very empty. The surrounding walls are made of large granite without too many decorations.
Luo Mo was actually no stranger to this secret room. In the memory of the original owner, his father would often put magic crystals, gold coins and other valuables obtained from trade or battles in the secret room.
However, since his father's death, the manor has gone from bad to worse. There are fewer and fewer valuable things in the secret room.
A year ago, a tribe of gnolls stormed into the manor, burned, killed and looted.
His brother Jack Saldin pursued him angrily, but lost his life. The original owner was also injured in the battle.
In order to rebuild the manor, the original owner basically sold all the valuables in the secret room. Later, he spent a lot of money on medical treatment, and managed to survive for two months. In the end, he died, giving himself the opportunity to travel through time.
Nowadays, the secret room is basically empty, except for the stone box hidden on the east wall. The stone box almost blends into the wall, making it difficult to detect its presence.
Luo Mo took out the stone box and placed it on the stone table in the middle of the room.
Lying quietly inside was a large sword without a scabbard and two parchment scrolls.
The blade of the big sword is light green in color, the sword grid is not too wide, and a snake head is carved on each side. The snakehead hid the letter in his mouth, nodded, and looked like he was about to attack at any time. The hilt looked dark and seemed to be made of obsidian.
This is the blue frost sword passed down from generation to generation by the Saldin family.
Speaking of which, Saldin's ancestors were also wealthy. He was once granted the title of Marquis. At that time, his territory not only included the entire Volo River Valley, but also extended northward, deep into the hinterland of the evil orcs.
When his reputation was at its peak, his ancestor served as a court minister of the Kingdom of Clay, and even commanded the entire knight corps in the north.
However, one generation after another became worse than the last.
At first, the family could occasionally train Dharma Knights, but in the past four hundred years, not even a Dharma Knight has appeared.
By my father's generation, there was no title. The territory is only a small corner on the north bank of the Volo River.
The only family heirlooms left were a blue frost sword and two sheepskin scrolls.
Luo Mo picked up a sheepskin scroll. This simple scroll recorded in detail how to sign a blood sacrifice contract with the Qingshuang Great Sword. It is equivalent to the instructions for using the Qingshuang Great Sword.
The first paragraph at the beginning reads: "I, the heir of the Saldin family, do not be cowardly or hesitant. Drop two drops of blood into the snake's mouth, then hold the hilt of the sword tightly and start your journey of Dharma riding. To Remember, the power of the ancestors is always protecting you!"
Seeing this paragraph of text, Luo Mo couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Sardin's ancestors did not mention a word about the risks brought by the path of the Dharma Cavalry.
You must know that magic riding is also a magical path. Magic is the product of other planes projected into the main material world, and contains the powerful power of its plane.
Humans absorb magic and manipulate it, just like playing with fire. If one is not careful, magic will incinerate a person's spirit or body.
The promotion of a Dharma Knight is always accompanied by the risk of going too far, which is why the ancestors of Saldin told his descendants not to be timid or hesitant.
However, at the beginning of this parchment, they only emphasize bravery, not risk.
It makes sense when you think about it. The pursuit of powerful power is the guarantee of family prosperity. The loss of some individuals who cannot become talented is actually nothing.
However, they probably did not expect that one day the Saldin family would be left with only Romo as an heir.
Since he knew the risks in advance, Luomo did not hesitate at this time. He pricked his finger with a bloody tooth and dripped two drops of blood into the snake's mouth on the sword grid according to the ritual left by his ancestors. Then he stretched out his right hand, solemnly grasped the hilt of the sword, and placed it upright on his chest.
"Ancestor of Sardin, protect me," Lomo murmured.
The next moment, Luo Mo felt a very cold breath coming from the Qingshuang sword.
There is a strange feeling in my right hand, and the joints become a bit unresponsive. It seems that the grip strength is not enough to hold the sword hilt tightly.
So he kept exerting force, holding the sword hilt tightly, and even his whole right arm trembled.
In the process of continuous exertion, Luo Mo felt his energy flowing into the Qingshuang sword.
The feeling of fatigue and exhaustion kept coming. It felt as if the body had been hollowed out, like a sore back after a night of hard work.
Even his vision became a little blurry, and the world was spinning. Some colorful floating objects appeared in front of his eyes, as if he had entered a fantasy world.
Despite this, Luo Mo always held the hilt of the sword while holding on to the stone table with his other hand to prevent himself from falling.
I don't know how long it took, but Luo Mo's consciousness gradually became clearer. The secret room was still the same secret room, and the Qingshuang sword was quietly held in his hand, seemingly unchanged.
But Luo Mo obviously had a completely different feeling.
He pointed the sword tip downward and slowly made a shallow sword mark on the ground.
As the sword tip slowly drew out, a kind of white frost slowly condensed on both sides of the scratch, making the originally cool secret room feel a bit chilly.
"Is this the power of magic? The attack has a freezing effect?"
Luo Mo was immediately very happy. He placed the sword in front of him and wanted to take a closer look at the weapon that would always accompany him.
When he observed the Qingshuang sword, the light cyan sword also reflected Luo Mo's cheek.
The originally plump skin now had no trace of blood, the eye sockets were sunken, and the eyes were bloodshot. It's like being squeezed dry.
He was shocked and immediately opened his panel:
[Name: Lomosaldin]
[Age: 23]
[Strength: 2.1 (5.1)]
[Agility: 1.9 (5.3)]
[Remaining physical strength: 4.5%]
[Magic Knight Level: Entry] [
Blood Sacrifice Contract: Blue Frost Great Sword]
[Elemental Magic: 1 (Water Attribute)]
[ Remaining magic power: 90%]
[Skills]
[Ice Swordsmanship: Level 1 (1/1000)]
"Signing a blood sacrifice contract with the Qingshuang Great Sword actually caused my strength and agility to drop so much?"
Luo Mo was immediately surprised. Fortunately, I am a third-level knight. Strength and agility reached 5 or above. If the contract had been signed half a year ago, I'm afraid he would have been exploited immediately.
In the panel, there are also a series of status bars related to magic. But at this time, he had no intention of studying anymore. He just felt exhausted and wanted to fall to the ground and sleep immediately.
However, in order not to worry the people outside, he reluctantly put away the Qingshuang sword, and then dragged his tired body out of the secret room.
As soon as I opened the secret room door, I saw the old butler Barron standing silently at the door with a worried look on his face.
Seeing Lomo come out, Barron suddenly showed an expression of relief. He immediately stepped forward, helped Luo Mo, and asked with concern: "My master, are you okay?" "
Barron, why are you so nervous?" Luo Mo allowed Barron to support him, and then took off the Barron. He took a few sips from the water bag on his body.
Barron cried with joy, wiped his tears, and said: "I still remember that more than twenty years ago, your uncle Darren walked into the secret room just like you and tried to be promoted to a Dharma Knight. But he did not come out alive. That's right. When the master led us to rush in to rescue people, he was lying straight on the ground, as if the essence of life had been sucked out by the devil, and turned into a mummy. Thinking about it now, I still have lingering fears." At this point, the old
man Barron actually started sobbing.
"Okay, okay, Barron, let's stop crying. I'm not dead." Lomo softly comforted the old butler who had served the Saldin family for many years.
"Yes, Master, you have really grown up. You have achieved higher achievements than your parents."
Barron immediately picked up Lomo and walked to the bedroom upstairs. As he walked, he said: " In the past six months, our manor has just opened up a large area of land. We have used the crop rotation and mixed cropping methods you mentioned. Coupled with retting and water truck irrigation, the grain has grown fat and strong. Life is about to get better. "Well, if you have something wrong with you."
After saying this, Barron realized that he had made a mistake and immediately said, "Blessed by the ancestors, nothing will happen to you."
Barron murmured and carried Luo Mo on his back. Bedrooms on the third floor.
In the bedroom, the stove was burning brightly and was as warm as spring. Several young men were roasting meat by the stove, and the air was filled with the rich aroma of meat.
The two maids immediately stepped forward, helped Luomo off Barron's back, and helped him to the bed.
Lomo took the ale handed by the maid, drank it down in one gulp, and let out a contented sigh. Feeling extremely hungry again, he instructed the boy to hold the wolf leg in front of him, and then wolfed it down.
In a short time, nearly twenty kilograms of wolf legs were eaten, leaving the old housekeeper and the servants stunned.
After eating these, Luo Mo suddenly felt that his physical strength had recovered a little, and his fatigue had also dissipated a lot.
However, the body is still very weak.
His current physical condition is much weaker than before he was promoted to Dharma Cavalry, and he must recover as soon as possible.
Thinking of this, he told Barron: "In the next month, I will continue to practice hard, and I will leave the wheat harvest to you." "Don't worry,
Master." Barron patted his chest and bowed Said: "The potato harvest has basically been completed. This year's wheat growth is gratifying, and everyone's enthusiasm is unprecedentedly high. I will definitely lead everyone to complete the task before the autumn rain comes." (End of this chapter
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