Chapter 53 Chapter 52

I was awakened by the sound of loud footsteps and the sharp crash of metal. I opened my eyes, but there was no one in the tent.Has the enemy already started to attack?I hurriedly got up and lifted a corner of the heavy curtain of the military tent. The fog outside the tent was thinner than yesterday, and I could clearly see the vast and well-organized aquarium camp in front of me. Military tents were lined up at equal intervals. Mermaid warriors covered in scale armor were nervously practicing formation, and some people were consolidating the fortifications. , while others were carrying weapons.Everything in the camp is in order.

"Are you awake?" A familiar voice suddenly rang in my ear.I turn my head away. Alex was looking at me with a grin.The child has obviously been cleaned up, changed clothes, and the blood has been washed away.I stare at his wounded ribs.The scales there are still a few bald, but the skin inside is smooth and intact, and the terrible wound of flesh and blood from yesterday is gone. "Your injury has healed." I said in surprise. "I went to take a bath." Alex made a grimace, "Didn't I tell you, it's just a small scratch." "Is there a spring near here?" I suddenly thought of the natural gifts of the mermaid tribe.

"No." Alex sighed regretfully, "So I had to go home, and I just came back. Fortunately, I was in time." I stared at him incredulously: "You ran a marathon?" "Horse what?" Alex looked at me blankly. "Nothing." I shook my head.Believe me, I have no interest in giving a history lesson to a fifteen year old boy. "Since you're awake..." Alex scratched his head, "Master Cetus asked you to find him in the commander's tent immediately after breakfast." He handed over a paper bag. I opened the paper bag and saw two chunky solids of suspicious color inside.

"What is this?" I asked. "Compressed seaweed cake." Alex broke off a piece and chewed it in his mouth, "It's delicious." I stared at him suspiciously.Because when I was in the aquarium court, the other party served us (at least it seemed) normal food. "I won't grow fish scales, will I?" I picked up a small piece of the suspicious object in the bag and put it in my mouth. "Are you racist?" The boy glared at me. I immediately swallowed what was in my mouth. In fact, even if the other party doesn't tell me, I will go directly to the handsome account.Because I know D will be there.After saying goodbye to Alex, I tidied up quickly, stuffed myself with a few more mouthfuls of seaweed pancakes (which weren't really bad), and stepped out of my tent.

I saw D at a glance.When I walked into the command tent, a mermaid warrior was helping him fasten the ring on his breastplate. "Let me do it." I walked over. "Morning." D kissed my forehead lightly. I gave him a hug, and double-checked that the rest of the buckles on his armor were secure.When I was sure everything was ready, I stood back and looked at him quietly. "How?" He asked with a smile. "Looks like a... dragon knight." I whispered the word, as if I were Odell six hundred years ago.In that split second, our memories overlapped.I see old Vlad in Odile's eyes.The all-powerful and invincible Romanian prince on the Eastern European battlefield.I take a deep breath.

D reached out and pulled out the sword at his waist.But it was just an ordinary dagger used by mermaid warriors.He weighed it in his hand, with a look of disappointment on his face. "Try this." Cetus came over, holding a long and thin package in his hand.He opened it with his other hand. Inside the package was a long sword. This sword is already very old, and the blade is simple and heavy, not like the property of the mermaid clan.On the hilt of the sword perched a dragon with its tail wrapped around its neck.The dragon bears the cross of Jesus Christ.The Latin inscription engraved on the cross is exactly the same as the ring on my finger.

justice and loyalty. D froze.His eyes widened, staring at the dragon in disbelief.He watched it for so long, and was fascinated by it, as if he had been possessed by a demon.He stretched out his hand involuntarily, and took the sword from the opponent's hand. When he drew his sword, everyone present held their breath.This is an ancient sword, but there are ripples on the bright sword body, and the dark red blood light is faintly seen on it. D raised his hand and waved lightly.The sword's edge and the dragon chant, and the echo in the tent is clanging. This is his sword.Six hundred years ago, he buried this sword on the mermaid battlefield.Now, it has returned to his hands again.

"This is?" D asked in surprise. "A gift from the Council of Elders," Setus said to him calmly. "The Elders said it belonged to an old man." He looked at the sword, and then continued, "It is a fine sword. It has been sleeping on the land for too long, and I hope its owner can give it life again." Then Setus dropped D, who was still inexplicably shocked, and turned to me. "Odell," he said, "you have a gift, too." "Me?" I haven't recovered from the shock of seeing the sword again, but I saw that the other party took another package from a mermaid warrior.

"This gift is from Her Majesty the Queen," Setus said to me solemnly. The package was opened, and inside was a vest with a strange texture. "Merfolk warriors don't grow strong scale armor until they are adults, especially females, and the armor period is relatively late. Therefore, young warriors often wear this vest in battle. It is made of placoderm skin It is extremely light but extremely tough, enough to be worth a good pair of armor." Setus paused here, and he looked into my eyes, "This one was used by Undine back then. passed." I looked at the vest in amazement.I never thought that Undine, who only met once, would give me such a precious gift.Its tentacles are light and soft, just like the element of water, its nature is weak, but its power can penetrate stones, and it can cut continuously.Not only that, but it also bears the memory and glory of the Aquarium Queen.At the age of fifteen, he walked into the arena of death without hesitation, and conquered all the water elves with his own strength.

I took a deep breath and couldn't say a word.Because any words of thanks are too light in front of this precious gift. "What about my gift?" An untimely voice suddenly broke the holy tranquility in front of me. Lotbar was wearing a pair of armor that was obviously ill-fitting, and his helmet was crooked, and he squeezed in sideways.He glanced at everyone present, rolled his eyes, and continued: "You all have gifts. It's not fair." Setus immediately turned and left.The battle between the two sides was imminent, and he obviously didn't have the energy to deal with this unknown guy.I sighed in my heart, but before I could speak, D suddenly said, "This is a gift from me. Keep it carefully."

As expected, he gave Lotbar his own mask. "I hate masks the most." Lotbar frowned. "It will keep you safe." I said patiently, then raised my mask, "Look, I will wear it too." Only then did Lotbal take the mask from D's hand with a mutter, and put it on his face reluctantly. "I can see you now because I know you're wearing a mask," I explained to him, "but people who don't know can't see you. It's not that you're invisible, but other people will 'Habitually' not paying attention to you. That's what masks do." "Same as my brother's black robes." He nodded, understanding. At this moment, I heard a familiar voice.At first it was very slight, low and depressing, and then it became louder and louder until the mountains shook and the ground shook, and the entire military tent was in danger. "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-" The trumpets sounded on the battlefield. The Wind Clan elves came in array.