The Old Knight of a Frontier District

16

Bardo stared at the Martial God.

I stared at the black giant horse spanning the martial arts.

That must be Shenma Oldostan.

The god of war, Mada-Veli, is the son of Ubanu-Dodo, the god of the forest, and his wife, Etha-Lutha.

The name of Boy's Day is Kiddo.

The boy Kido embarked on a journey with the Sword of the Earth to gain the power to beat Paul-Beau the Thunder God.

One of the exceptionally strong enemies we met on that journey is the swamp god Enmo.

Even the indomitable spirit of Kido, the boy who beat him after the death fight, the Swamp God gave him his own horse.

That is the divine horse Ordostan.

One theory also says that Oldostan is the figure changed by the swamp god Enmo himself.

Since then, the boy Kido has continued his adventure with Oldostan as a horse lover.

Oldstan saves the predicament of the boy Kiddo many times.

And at last Kido beats the Great God of the Five Pillars, and adds him to the line of martial arts.

He will lead the gods further to win the war against the demons and become the god of war, Mada-Veli.

It is the divine horse Ordostan that has supported that battle.

Seeing a martial arts god spanning his horse, Bardo suddenly felt lonely.

Martial gods are with horse lovers.

I'm not alone.

The next moment, no, I told myself, I didn't.

Isn't there leather armor that Porpo put his soul into?

Isn't there an ancient sword that Idra gave me?

This ancient sword also holds the soul of Stabolos.

The swordsman Zendatta moves are also included.

I am not alone.

Bardo unleashed his ancient sword and shouted in his heart.

Stabolos, be with me!

Then something strange happened.

A grain of bright blue and green light flooded the ancient sword.

The grains of light drifted down into the earth, and grew wide.

Eventually the grain of light came together in one form.

When the light quieted, there was Stabolos.

The powerful Stabolos of a young day.

Ooh!

Ooh!

Bardo rejoiced.

Bardo didn't find it strange that Stabolos, who was supposed to be dead, also appeared in front of him in a youthful way.

Here, somewhere.

Is it not the hidden place in the depths of the great fuzza of the gods?

There is no darker place for the grace of the gods than here.

It is stranger not to have strange things happen.

The blue-green light that flooded out of the ancient sword still did not stop.

Now they have encompassed Baldo's body.

The light was sucked into Baldo's body, and into leather armor.

The muscles regain strength as they make a splash and sound.

As if the invincible flesh of a young day had risen.

My body is full of fighting spirit.

The blood boils, the breath is hot, and the light pierces the rock as well.

There is a strong light in the five bones of the Warcraft worn on his left hand.

Bardo spanned Stabolos.

At the opposite end of the arena, the martial arts, spanning the black horses, await quietly.

Bardo grinned.

Shenma Oldstan, what are you doing?

I have a famous horse, Stavros!

Bardo shook his ancient sword high and high, raising the roar of battle.

The body that has risen in the last few years thanks to the grace of the ancient sword tightens tightly.

The sharpened martial arts rise.

Right now Bardo is at his best in his lifetime.

An ancient sword emitted a blurry light.

Now the dragon, which dwells in the ancient sword, also unleashes without even trying to hide the dreaded divine authority.

On the other side of the arena, the martial arts blew up their fighting spirit from all over their bodies.

Wushu and the old knight ran off at the same time.

For these two horsemen, they are a hundred steps away, and so on.

Incidentally, a martial god approached me in front of him.

Big.

The position of the face of the martial god is two minutes higher than that of Bardo, because the martial god is bigger than Bardo and the divine horse is bigger than Stabolos.

Wushu placed the shield of his left hand in the upper-left forward direction, and he has swung the sword of his right hand down from the upper-right diagonal.

At that moment, Stabolos showed his miracle stretching legs.

Thanks to this, Bardo was able to jump into his own time.

Baldo's left arm receives the sword of the Martial God.

There was a warcraft bone planted there, which has saved Bardo's life many times before.

A knight with a shield is bound to be released from the top right corner.

Because there is a shield on the left side, you cannot wave the sword.

The attack of the martial arts belonged to that straight street.

But Bardo doesn't have a shield in his left hand.

Now the left half of the martial arts is hidden in the shield.

But the right half is not hidden.

Moreover, the god of war waves his sword down from the top right, so the right half of his face may be called empty.

Bardo punched an ancient sword into the empty face of the god of war, covering his head with his left hand.

After a moment of intersection, the two horsemen swung back together, loosening their horse legs.

All the bones of the Warcraft planted in Baldo's left hand had been severed.

The biological bones underneath are probably not safe either.

It's broken or at least has cracks in it.

The right head of the god of war is crippled.

The helmet has a snag crack in it, and there's also a hole in the skull beneath it, with red blood running down.

"Brilliant."

The god of war smiled and snapped a word.

Occasionally there was a crushing scattering sound of ice and the god of war became a powder of light, scattered and disappeared.

The bell rang three times.

17

Bardo got off Stabolos.

I'll rub your neck just like I used to.

Stabolos tongues all over Baldo's face, I miss that feeling too.

It's Stabolos.

I did.

Thank you.

Bardo offered his heartfelt thanks to Stabolos.

The figure of Stabolos becomes clear.

Gradually the figure blends into the air.

Finally Stabolos left a small grubby and vanished into the void.

It's Stabolos.

Thank you.

Bardo said in a voice again.

My people stopped by to see Bardo.

Zaria is embraced by Engdall's arms.

The Zaria lifted her palm and tried to squeeze it against Baldo's left arm.

With his right hand, Bardo gently wrapped Zaria's trembling hands.

It's okay.

The battle is over now.

And then rest.

"Right."

So Zaria closed her eyes.

He is sweating badly, his lips are hideous, and his complexion is poor.

You must not force me to do this any more.

Bardo looked back and looked behind the arena.

There were six entrances open.

"I'll go in first."

And Yemith said, and went into the entrance to the far right.

Once that happened, the entrance disappeared.

"Slightly.

The entrance has disappeared.

Mmm.

I mean, this has to go into another entrance one by one. "

Gordon is right.

"Wahaha.

Isn't that quite an interesting hobby?

Then I'll be next. "

Gordon entered the second entrance from the right and the entrance disappeared.

I looked at Baldo, and then Cars walked into the third entrance.

There are three remaining entrances.

Bardo told Engdall to get Zaria down.

Engdall laid Zaria gently on the floor and disappeared to the fourth entrance.

There are two remaining entrances.

Zaria opened her eyes weakly.

"Go, Bardo Lowen.

Beyond that hole, there's what you were looking for.

I'll be there in a few moments.

I'd love to see what you got. "

Bardo nodded.

And

Thank you for your help.

Thank you.

And thanked him, and he crept through the fifth entrance.

Suddenly I went out to a bright spot.

Room.

It's a small, square room.

The floor is gray and oddly fluffy.

The ceilings and walls are soft white.

There is no candlestick, but it is bright.

Thanks. The whole ceiling seems to be glowing.

Looking back, there's only a wall.

We can't go back to that arena from here.

Will each of those who entered the entrance first be in a similar place?

But Zaria won't go through that entrance.

Zaria is old enough to be dead long ago if true.

To date it has been lived by the power of the Spirit who has taken it in himself.

Zaria has exhausted the power of the Spirit.

The Spirit in Zaria will be weakened and will be about to disappear now.

If the Spirit disappears, there will be no life for Zaria.

What I noticed was I just stepped into the last arena.

I could no longer go back.

Besides, Zaria prepared herself for this adventure and wielded her powers.

The feeling cannot be wasted.

I will never see that old woman again.

I'll never hear that strange laugh again.

Bardo closed his eyes often and prayed for the blessings of the pharmacist Zaria.

Well, there's a door on the wall opposite the room.

The door has a handle.

Bardo walked over to the door and hung his hand on the handle.

But push, pull or pull sideways, the handle won't move and the door won't open.

Bardo slammed the door.

I kept hitting hard and hard.

Bardo felt his body wrapped in light.

The next moment, Bardo was in a completely different place.