Chapter 298 Cambridge Ceremony
"Arthur, are you sure Master Arryn will leave from here?" Sarah, who was riding on a horse and wearing black armor, asked hesitantly, "I remember that Lady Vera was also in the Temple of Meliteli, wasn't she?"

"Don't go back through the portal. We've been waiting here for so long..."

"If you don't want to wait, you can go back." Arthur, the commander of the Knights Guard, waved his hand impatiently.

"That won't do." Sarah patted the things lying flat on the horse's back and shook her head repeatedly. "I also have a share in this surprise. How can I let you take the limelight in front of Master Ailin..."

"My brothers in the Demon Hunting Army are waiting too..."

Arthur glanced at Sarah, shook his head, and explained:
"Under the circumstances, demon hunters would not choose to leave through teleportation. The book says that demon hunters' keen perceptions are difficult to adapt to such drastic fluctuations."

"Many demon hunters call it portal syndrome."

Sarah nodded in sudden realization, as if she really understood.

"its not right……"

After a few seconds, he looked at the empty path in the distance, and as if he had suddenly figured it out, he interrupted:
"What if they really have an emergency?"

"With your personality, you won't do anything you're not sure of."

Arthur held his forehead with his hand, but seeing Sarah's questioning look, he could only helplessly:

"I do have a solution."

"any solution?"

After a moment of silence, seeing that Sarah was not going to let him go, Arthur could only sigh and say:
"One of the Royal Guards knights fell off his horse that night and was seriously injured, but luckily he escaped from the monsters..."

"Uh-huh..." Sarah folded her arms and nodded, motioning for Arthur to continue.

"The new priest from the temple was in charge of changing the dressing for the injured person..."

"so what?"

"The new priest is very familiar with Master Ailin. It is said that he was rescued from the monster by Master Ailin..."

Sarah froze when she heard that.

He thought back to the faces of the priests he had seen in the Elland City Square in recent days.

He quickly locked onto a temple priest who had a handsome appearance, a good-looking face, was hardworking, and most importantly, was about the same age as his daughter.

He immediately leaned back on his horse, looking up and down at the knight in silver armor with contempt on his face, as if he had gotten to know Arthur all over again.

The rough, bearded face expressed with great delicacy and clarity:

"I didn't expect that you, a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, could be so insidious and cunning, taking advantage of a kind-hearted little girl..."

The usually taciturn knight seemed a little embarrassed at this moment, and quietly defended himself:
"We can't let the Royal Guards and Demon Hunters miss out like this, especially..."

Arthur looked around.

After all, Elland is the largest city in Temeria after the royal capital Vizima. Even though it has just suffered a heavy blow, there are still many people coming and going.

Many vendors, even nearby disaster-stricken residents, set up stalls on the street to sell homemade food and other small items.

No matter how severe the disaster is or how difficult the life is, the survivors still need to find ways to continue living.

Seeing the Demon Hunters and the Royal Guards gathered here, they were talking about something as if something big was going to happen.

"Especially in this environment..."

"After all, you don't want to be like a court jester and provide a joke for Elland for a whole year, do you?"

Sarah was silent.

He felt that what Arthur said made sense.

After a long silence, he asked:
"Are you sure the new priest will stop Master Ailin for us?"

Arthur was silent.

Sarah understood.

"I was still impulsive..." He sighed.

But there was nothing he could do about it. After all, he had just learned from Arthur last night that Master Alleyn was leaving today.

Arthur was only a few hours ahead of him and learned about it by accident from Lord Mason.

It is not easy to prepare this "surprise" in such a hurry.

But even so.

Sarah didn't regret being here at this moment.

Arthur must have had the same idea.

Otherwise, how could he, who is always conservative, be so impulsive...

They wanted to do something for the heroes of Elland, even if it was risky and even if what they could do was only a tiny bit insignificant.

"coming!"

"Our May Day King is here!"

There was a sudden commotion among the mounted demon hunters ahead, and Sarah had no time to correct her men's address of "Sir Arryn".

Arthur, who was beside him, squeezed his legs against the horse's belly and rushed forward.

Sarah could only ignore these details and control the horse to follow.

not far away.

The Temple District and the Lower Town District.

The witcher Arryn, the Blue Death Arryn, our Ser Arryn of Elland, was riding a horse with a girl in his arms, standing there in a daze.

Look closely at the past.

It was the new temple priest in memory.

However, compared to what he remembered, the girl had obviously dressed herself up carefully. Her pretty rosy face looked more gorgeous than the most beautiful flower in Ireland.

It's the look of a girl in passionate love...

Sarah, once Ireland's most famous prodigal, has experience with this.

"Tsk tsk, our Ellander knight Arlin is so charming!" Sarah exclaimed on the swaying horse's back.

"But that's right..." he thought to himself, "The hero of Elland should be matched with the most beautiful flower in Elland."

……

at the same time.

After Vera and Vesemir moved aside, Arryn was stunned.

The Royal Guards and the Demon Hunters sat upright on their horses, looking at him as if in salute.

One row is black and the other row is gray.

It extends from the junction of the temple area and the lower city area all the way to the city gate.

next second.

Ailin finally understood why Vera and Vesemir said that only he could walk this path.

"Wow~"

The Knight Commander of the Royal Guards rode over waving a black flag with a white ferocious wolf head on it.

The flags fluttered in the wind.

Is this the surprise that Lysa was talking about?
The demon hunter thought.

To be honest, this is a bit of a grand ceremony and it really satisfies my vanity.

"Ailin, let me get off..." The soft body in his arms suddenly whispered, "This is your moment!"

Then, before the witcher could react, the little priest twisted his body and slid off the horse.

At this time, Ailin no longer had time to pay attention to the little priest.

Because Arthur rode up to them, waving the flag he had designed yesterday.

"Didn't the court painter named Redo Las say yesterday that it would take a long time to make the flag?" Ailin asked doubtfully.

"That's because he didn't know you were leaving today," Arthur explained. "This flag was made by the skillful ladies of Elland last night."

"When they knew it was made for you, they wouldn't even take a penny."

Seeing the witcher open his mouth to speak, Arthur paused and interrupted:

"Of course, we ended up paying for it."

After saying this, he stuck the flag into the ground, then took out a smooth, furry silk cloak from his saddle bag and put it on Arryn.

There is also a ferocious wolf head painted on it.

Then, without waiting for Arryn to ask again, Arthur pulled out the flag again, controlled the reins with one hand, and lagged behind Arryn by one body length.

At this time, Sarah followed closely behind. He first handed him a silver spur solemnly, and then handed him a fan-shaped shield with a ferocious wolf head painted on it.

"I'll just have to use it for now," Sara said with a generous smile, "Time is tight and there's no time to prepare a new shield."

"This is the shield I was given when I was knighted more than ten years ago. Ledo Ras repainted the emblem."

Perhaps worried that Ailin would dislike it, Arthur explained behind him:

"This shield was made by the dwarf master of Mahakam. It is very sturdy. But because it was given to her when she was knighted, Sarah has always taken good care of it and has never used it."

"This is too precious!" The demon hunter quickly declined after hearing this.

The value of a shield forged by a dwarf master is unquestionable.

Moreover, the shield awarded when she was knighted must have great commemorative value for Sarah.

A gentleman does not take away what others like.

Besides, he is a demon hunter and doesn't need a shield...

But Sarah was resolute.

He put away his frivolous smile and advised seriously:

"The shield has been painted with a crest. It is your shield." "And it is an honor to be given to the hero of Elland."

Arthur also gave several words of advice.

The demon hunter had no choice but to accept it.

Sarah then showed his familiar frivolous smile again, pulled the reins, and controlled the horse to fall behind by one body length.

Guarding the witcher together with Arthur.

"Let's go, Master Ailin."

At this time.

Many passers-by gathered and asked each other about Ailin's identity.

Many people in Elland knew about Arryn's deeds, but there were actually many more who didn't know.

After all, on the night of May Day, outside the city of Elland, apart from the Royal Guards and the Demon Hunters, the only people left were the young boys and girls who had participated in the carnival and survived.

Not only were most of these boys and girls seriously injured, they also left early under the orders of the Knight Guards.

In addition, the city of Elland had suffered heavy losses, and many people had lost their loved ones, so they didn't care about other things at all.

therefore.

Although among the upper echelons of Elland, the battles of conferring titles and revenge were very intense.

But not many people among the lower classes know about this.

Even the lower class people who knew about this incident.

Few people know that there was a man who saved Ireland.

Only a few knew that the man was a demon hunter.

Few people have actually seen Ailin.

But they were familiar with Arthur and Sarah.

To be greeted and seen off in such a grand manner by these two close aides of Duke Mason who controlled the elite troops of Elland, his status must be extraordinary.

Listening to the gradually increasing noise around him, Ailin scratched his head and asked in confusion:

"This scene... isn't it a bit too big?"

Arthur held the flagpole of the black wolf-head flag tightly with both hands and said solemnly:
"A hero of Elland may come quietly, but he cannot leave quietly."

"Your glorious deeds deserve to be praised by every Ellander!" Sarah also responded seriously.

Ailin heard this.

An indescribable emotion is gradually rising.

He stopped being pretentious, took a deep breath, kicked the horse's belly with his right foot, and moved forward slowly.

"Qiang!"

A thousand voices are like one.

The mounted knights of the Royal Guard and the Demon Hunters simultaneously drew their swords and pointed them diagonally toward the sky.

Under the bright sunshine, the cold light shines everywhere, forming a steel corridor leading out of the city.

The passers-by standing on both sides of the knights fell silent when they heard the clear sound of metal clashing.

In an instant, the entire long street fell silent.

"Da da da~"

The sound of horse hooves echoed in the long street full of ruins.

The knight, carrying two swords on his back, rode his horse into the Courtyard of Long Swords.

Wait for Arlin, Arthur, and Sarah to slow down and pass through the first "Sword Gate".

"Shh!"

Two sharp blades swung down suddenly, as if to cut off the misfortune that followed.

Simultaneously.

The knights saluted loudly:
"In the name of God... with this sword..."

"Shh!"

"May Cliff keep your sword sharp forever..."

"Shh!"

"...May your shield remain strong forever..."

"Shh!"

"...May your fighting spirit remain high forever..."

"Shh!"

"...May you be invincible and unbeatable..."

……

Long swords flashing with cold light were falling one after another not far behind him.

For the demon hunter.

Such a short distance should have triggered his natural defensive reaction.

But as he looked at the forest of steel above his head and listened to the praises and blessings around him, he not only did not feel the slightest bit of vigilance, but instead felt extremely at ease.

The surging emotions in my heart began to rise, to become intense, and to roar in like an overwhelming tsunami.

But such emotions did not overwhelm him.

Because of the cheers of the crowd, he was lifted up into the scorching sun.

In a trance.

He seemed to see a long oak table in the scorching sun, and a majestic man with golden hair and golden eyes, wearing golden armor, raising a glass filled with fine wine to him, cheering for his glory and blessing him loudly.

"Om~"

"Om~"

The wolf emblem on the chest and the Balmer behind it hummed at the same time.

The demon hunter was instantly awakened from his dream.

The man in the golden helmet disappeared in the blazing sun.

The shaking horse's back suddenly brought him back to his senses.

"Om~"

Balmer was still shaking, seemingly excited.

But the wolf emblem on his chest had stopped trembling.

"Just now...what was that?" The demon hunter looked up in confusion.

But he found that he had reached the end of the steel corridor without realizing it.

The city gate of Elland was behind him, and in front of him was what seemed to be a newly cast tall tombstone.

"Shh!"

The last "Sword Gate" closed behind him.

The demon hunter woke up completely.

"Om-"

The Balmer behind him gradually stopped buzzing, but the witcher felt that his relationship with her seemed to be a little closer.

This...what's going on?

And the man with golden armor and golden eyes that I just saw...

Who is he?
Is it an illusion?

The witcher shook his head violently.

wrong.

The Wolf Emblem and Balmer reacted at the same time. This definitely couldn't be an illusion.

"Knight Arryn!"

"Knight Arryn!"

"Mayday King!"

"Knight Arryn!"

……

The sudden burst of loud cheers behind him interrupted his thoughts.

He turned back subconsciously.

The first person that caught my eye was not Arthur and Sarah, but an old figure standing on the city wall.

Duke Mason!

That’s right… For such a big occasion, how could Arthur and Sarah not get the old Duke’s consent?

However, Ailin only took a glance, nodded and greeted him, then quickly looked at Arthur:
"What was that just now?"

The answering voice came from the other side.

“The Cambridge ceremony,” said Sarah.

"The Cambridge ceremony, where the warriors' swords are used to build a bridge of glory..."

(End of this chapter)