Chapter 211: The Tin Knight and The Forest of Deception (5)
The death knight’s body, cut by your swung sword, was pushed back greatly.
There was a large scar on its chest, but as if black mud-like energy filled the wound, the trace was filled in the blink of an eye.
You weren’t particularly surprised or disappointed.
Bosses with regenerative abilities were common, after all.
“Sir Knight…”
From behind, you heard your pupil’s voice calling you.
That voice was full of moisture.
It was a sound like a helpless child crying, similar to when you first met.
“When Father passed away, Mother said that it must have been an honorable fight. That he must have fought proudly for his lord, for his kin, to uphold chivalry, so we too must do our best. She said that while trying to hold back tears. Brother, too, desperately tried to fill that void, saying he would take his place.”
There was anger. There was grief. Above all, there was great despair.
“But what if that wasn’t the case? What if it wasn’t actually an honorable fight? What if they were just used in a dirty plot? Then, what about us? What are we supposed to…”
Your pupil was lamenting.