Chapter 1131 Celeste's "Last Words"

While waiting, Weilin stared at the crystal ball in his hand, curious about what Celeste would leave for him.

"Maybe this guy has hidden a treasure somewhere, and promised not to come back within a hundred years, and then the treasure will belong to me." Weilin touched his chin and couldn't help but start imagining.

In the center of the 25th Legion's camp, Kyle stood on the ring, put his left hand behind him, and knocked a high-ranking gold general off the ring with one move. He swung the knight sword in his right hand and said calmly, "Next."

Below the ring, everyone looked at each other, waiting for the next brave man to come on stage.

Although the legion commander has suppressed his strength to the high gold level, his strength is so terrifying that most of them are ashamed of themselves.

"I come."

A voice was heard, and everyone looked back, only to see a young man in casual clothes slowly walking towards the ring.

After a few strides, the young man stepped onto the ring and stood a hundred meters away from Kyle. He bowed and saluted, and said, "I have no doubts about your strength, but the opportunity to fight a strong man like you is rare. I hope you will not hold back on me."

Kyle looked at the unruly young man in front of him and nodded, "Okay."

Hearing Kyle's words, the young man slowly raised his head, placed his right hand on the hilt of the knight's sword, and tightened his five fingers.

The next moment, the young man suddenly drew his sword, and the moment the blade came out of the sheath, a gust of wind swept around him.

With a flick of his wrist, a green blade of fighting spirit burst out from the edge of the sword, tearing through the air and heading straight forward.

At the same time, the young man's figure suddenly disappeared, leaving only a residual image.

At a moment when no one noticed, he quietly appeared behind Kyle, holding the sword in both hands, and slashed down suddenly.

The sword blade cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound.

The moment the sword touched the target, the figure dissipated like smoke, and the blade of fighting spirit penetrated the shadow and shot towards the young man in the opposite direction.

The young man raised his left hand, and a ball of green light condensed in his palm, which shattered the Dou Qi blade and turned into specks of light that dissipated.

His perception spread rapidly, capturing Kyle's vague location.

Without any hesitation, the young man stomped his right foot on the ground, and his body shot out like an arrow, with the knight's sword across his chest, the tip of the sword pointing directly at the corner of the ring.

The sword flashed, and the strong wind rose again.

Outside the ring, everyone held their breath, their eyes filled with horror.

They had no doubts about the strength of the legion commander. After all, there was no way a waste would be sent by the church to serve as the legion commander.

However, the strength of the young man from a small place surprised them. He usually looked so nonchalant, but they didn't expect that his strength was so terrifying.

In just a dozen breaths, the two had fought no less than a hundred times.

Sword lights crossed, fighting spirit surged, the air on the ring was torn apart, making a sharp explosion.

Three minutes later, Kyle sensed the presence of someone outside the tent, a glimmer flashed in his eyes, and he whispered, "Very strong."

Before he finished speaking, his figure suddenly disappeared.

The young man retreated to the edge of the ring, but before he could stand firm, a deep voice suddenly rang in his ears: "It's over."

His pupils shrank, and before he could react, the scene in front of him suddenly shattered.

The next moment, the young man's consciousness fell into darkness and his body fell backwards weakly.

A high-level gold warrior rushed out from the crowd, came to the side of the ring, and caught the young man steadily.

Kyle put away the knight's sword and returned it to the adjutant of the legion beside him. He slowly walked to the edge of the ring, looked down at the unconscious young man, looked up at the high-level gold warrior, and asked calmly, "What's his name?"

Upon hearing this, the high-ranking gold warrior replied respectfully, "To answer the legion commander's question, his name is Berkeya, and he is from Luri Town, Grimalin City, White Maple Province. He is currently the deputy commander of the 9th Battalion of the 3rd Army."

"When he wakes up, have him come to see me in the tent."

"Yes, legion commander."

The next moment, Kyle appeared at the camp gate. He looked at the low-level silver knight who was rushing over and asked, "What do you want from me?"

The low-ranking silver knight saw Kyle and saluted by beating his chest: "Lord Kyle, the marshal asked you to go see him."

"I see."

When the low-level silver knight stood up again, there was no trace of Kyle.

Inside the tent, Weilin supported his chin with his left hand and tapped the tabletop regularly with his right fingers, guessing when Kyle would arrive.

"three minutes."

"Oh, no, it could be five minutes."

"Hehe, maybe he will appear in the next moment."

"Lord."

Kyle's voice rang in his ears. Weilin immediately put away his nonchalant look, sat up straight, coughed lightly, and said, "Come in."

Outside the tent, Kyle sensed that his master had returned to normal, then he opened the curtain and walked into the tent.

"My Lord, what do you want me to do?"

"Something good happened."

Weilin waved his hand to signal Kyle to sit down, then handed the crystal ball on the table to him and said, "This is what Celeste asked Leonus to give to me. There are words he left in it, but I feel that he left it for the two of us, so I called you here as well."

Hearing this, Kyle knew in his heart that Celeste had already embarked on the trial path of the Dawn Paladin. It seemed that he also had to start working hard to avoid being surpassed by this guy.

Under Weilin's gaze, Kyle input a trace of magic power into the crystal ball.

The crystal ball slowly spun and flew into the air, projecting a shadow that landed in front of Weilin and Kyle.

"Lord Weilin, long time no see."

"Knight Celeste, long time no see." Weilin responded subconsciously, and finally remembered that it was an illusion, and smiled at himself.

Kyle saw the look on his master's face, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, then he regained his calm expression and continued to look at Celeste, wanting to see what this guy would say.

"When you read this message, you must have met Lionas."

"After returning to the Dawn Province from the Praying Star Territory, I was busy teaching Myrna. When I came to my senses, the Dawn Paladin Trial was about to begin."

"What a coincidence! There are eight people taking part in the Dawn Paladin Trial this time. I just don't know who will be the successful one in the end."

"By the way, if I'm not mistaken, Kyle should be right next to you."

Being stared at by the phantom, Weilin touched the back of his head in embarrassment.

"You two are always inseparable. This kind of relationship is really enviable."

"However, this guy has a shortcoming. He is too competitive. I don't know if he will cry after being hit. I am really looking forward to it!"

After hearing Celeste's words, Weilin secretly observed Kyle and found that whenever he was teased by the other party, the corners of his mouth could not help twitching.

"besides……"

"..."

"We will meet again within a hundred years. If I don't come to find you, it means that I have failed and will be buried in a foreign land. By then, I hope you can remember that there was a Dawn Knight who had a short journey with you."

“Finally, goodbye, Lord Weilin, and... Senior Brother Kyle.” At this point, the shadow dissipated, and the crystal ball slowly fell, finally landing in Kyle’s hands.