Dear Broom Knight

Taylor wore a calm smile. "Didn't I tell you guys to play with Bobo and the others more often?"

This is just their daily routine."

The adjutant twitched his lips slightly, offering a forced smile. "Sir, not everyone can handle being body-slammed by them for three hours."

Even with full body armor, there's no life-threatening danger, but being slammed into the ground non-stop for three hours, every bone in your body feels like it's been shattered and reassembled, leaving you covered in bruises and purple marks.

You can't even get out of bed the next day.

Although they could retaliate and slam those two dragons… how many people can actually do it?

In the castle guard, only Taylor, with his superior strength, can go toe-to-toe with those two-ton little dragons.

Taylor's eyes narrowed slightly under his helmet.

He finally understood why Baron Lowry had never planned to build the castle knights into a combat-focused order like those controlled by Mal and Komlan.

Cheska had also always focused on his individual development, rather than the future of the entire knighthood.

The Baron probably made his decision when he was choosing people in the first place.

It's not that these knights aren't loyal enough.

After several thorough cleansings of Qingfeng Territory, there might still be deeply hidden spies, but there are very few people with wavering minds who are easily tempted by outsiders.

Normal people, as long as they have a secure life and promising future, who would bother with some betrayal game?

After all, most people came from the former broken barony of Qingfeng Territory, understand the hardships of life, and know that no matter how flowery the benefits promised by outsiders sound, they are not as secure as the stable income provided by the lord.

After all, every family has people who have gone out to be adventurers or merchants, so their minds are clear enough and it's hard to be fooled.

But, a person's character is innate and very difficult to change.

Human nature is beautiful, but it is inevitable to want to think for oneself.

People with high talent, clever minds, and who have been praised since childhood find it even harder to shake off this 'selfishness'.

For example, compared to Mal and Komlan, who would give up their own individual strength for the sake of the entire knight order, Taylor would definitely choose himself.

The castle knights are basically all smart people like that.

Although fighting against Bobo and Weiss can help knights see themselves more clearly and find their way forward in the face of powerful pressure,

to do this, you either need to have enough talent to catch up with Bobo and Weiss's growth rate,

or you have to be ruthless enough to yourself.

Taylor is the type that has both, so he doesn't feel anything… He personally witnessed how Valera and Charles kneaded themselves into mud first, and then pieced together the bones of a swordsman, the spine of a swordsman, so he really didn't think that being beaten black and blue and swollen all over was anything to complain about.

But these knights can't do it.

They feel that they have already worked hard enough, and can rely on the generous treatment of the territory to reach level 10 or even level 16, so there is no need to work so hard.

Taylor couldn't understand this kind of thinking.

But he also understood something at this time… he himself was not a very responsible captain.

No wonder the people in the castle guard always call him boss or captain.

They know very well that they can't be considered a proper knight order.

Everyone is in charge of their own affairs, and whether they want to improve or are willing to work hard is up to them.

In their hearts, Taylor is a fair and just superior, and they are willing to support his management, but they will not follow him to the death.

No wonder their knight order is better at the rhombus coordination formation and the one-word long snake formation.

They trust their companions and captain, but there is always a small place in their hearts that they want to keep for themselves… The triangular formation, which requires everyone to be of one mind and emotionally integrated, is naturally not so harmonious.

But that's nothing, the King's army is not as good as them!

They leave a small space for themselves, but in the army, this part is taken out.

Looking up at Bobo and Weiss, who were charging wildly, Taylor quickly suppressed the sourness in his heart… Although it was the path he had chosen, who hadn't aspired to become a respected and beloved knight captain at the beginning?

Clenching his fist, sensing the power flowing in his body, Taylor suddenly realized why Baron Lowry, and Sister Cheska, hadn't arranged him to be with Mal and Komlan.

Taylor always felt that he should switch places with one of those two.

According to the consistent style of noble territories, how could they allow the captain and vice-captain of the territory's knight order to be as close as one person!

It wasn't like some captain built it himself, so naturally he couldn't be allowed to completely control it.

Taylor didn't know if the Baron had considered these things, but after Taylor determined his knight specialties, this matter was never mentioned again.

The few specialties he chose that were too balanced proved that it was difficult for him to trust outsiders in his heart.

If this were the army, it wouldn't be a problem, the diversity of human beings would be diluted immediately under the impact of numbers.

After all, it requires overall collaboration and group characteristics built through mutual compromise and recognition.

Taylor smiled slightly and shook his head.

This is also good, at least he can always stay by Baron Lowry's side and be with his sister.

—

Weiss cautiously observed the battlefield.

Although he and Bobo seemed to be killing everyone and were invincible,

he still felt something was wrong.

More people survived than he expected.

His and Bobo's combined operation could even return victorious in front of the chicken coop in the forest, so you can imagine how wide the attack range should be.

Almost all directions, up, down, left, and right, were included.

Even the Swiftwind Wolves came to them to learn!

Based on this, most of them are about as strong as chickens and ducks, with only a few having the strength of geese, so it's impossible for them to resist.

Something must be wrong here!

Weiss, who had been ambushed by a giant swan mixed in with a flock of geese, was very vigilant. He even stumbled and bumped into Bobo several times while walking.

Fortunately, although Bobo's eyes were bloodshot with killing intent, he hadn't completely lost his mind and finally reacted.

Although he was still blowing wind forcefully, he left a whirlwind surrounding himself… mainly to defend his eyes, mouth, and butt.

His tail was also placed where it should be.

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Weiss moved his mouth, sensed the position of the potions and strange objects hidden in his mouth, and then continued forward with peace of mind.

—

"Lowry," Bolanios couldn't help but growl, "There's a layer of highly protective vitreous humor outside the dragon's eyes!

Any force that can penetrate that layer of protection can directly pierce our hearts!"

As for the mouth… how could there not be acid where dragon fire can be spewed?

Moreover, the area where dragons have the strongest resistance to toxins is in their mouths.

The plot in knight novels where a long arrow is shot and pierces through the dragon's mouth is simply a human fantasy!

Doesn't the dragon know that its mouth is big?

Their teeth are even more protective than their scales!

What Bolanios didn't want to see even more was the tail-guarding-butt posture of those two brothers below.

Damn it, they have scales to block them!

Dragon scales are their clothes, they are not real Skywalkers!

Lowry turned to look at Bolanios, who looked unhappy, and asked inexplicably, "What are you ranting about?

I definitely know these things!

But would you like to see someone trying to attack those places?

Making people feel that there is defense is better than letting others discuss someone trying to attack a certain place, but being blocked by the dragon!

At least now they must be looking for the so-called weakest chest scales of the dragon!"

Bolanios sighed to the sky, Bolanios had nothing to say.

He really didn't want to see a row of long arrows rushing towards the area below the tail.

Then the huge white dragon quickly changed the subject: "What, chest scales?

Why don't I know, white dragons don't seem to have them either?"

"Humans like to deceive themselves," Lowry replied calmly, "Perhaps, at first, it was just a strong person who could easily penetrate a dragon's body and crush its heart.

But in the eyes of some people, this strong person can do this because he found the dragon's weakness.

It is very likely that strong people who were later influenced by this statement also slaughtered dragons in the same way.

So, humans began to believe that there is a scale on the dragon's chest, in the area where the heart is located, that is easily damaged."

Bolanios looked down with a distorted expression: "Unless you've been hit by some trick, the scales on the chest are the strongest, right?

We also add strange object shields on top!"

Then he realized: "You still read dragon-slaying novels?"

"Ah… there's a special kind of excitement," Lowry replied lightly.

He had even personally drawn the dragon's reverse scale!

After all, when accepting a job, it's impossible for him to care about whether it's realistic or not… Drawing dragons is the most unrealistic thing!

He doesn't know how many forms he's drawn for the Dragon's Reverse Scale card in Yu-Gi-Oh!

He also doesn't know if it's the influence of this past memory, so Lowry quite likes to read those novels that speculate about dragons and allude to dragons.

"Strange… ah… you and Luskania are indeed quite similar," Bolanios said strangely, "Last time I saw her flipping through a knight novel called Dragon and King, scolding while flipping through it, but still wanting to read it."

Lowry curled his lips, birds of a feather flock together.

Luskania, of course, is his confidante.

However, it sounds like Bolanios also knows that these types of novels are fan fiction of Luskania and His Majesty Travis!

Lowry thought for a while and still reminded him: "You must never say that none of the things in there are like her!"

"Why?" Bolanios asked excitedly.

After reaching the Ancient Dragon stage, dragons can survive for centuries, but dragons eventually die and cannot escape death forever. The burden of a dragon's years eventually collapses, forcing the dragon's physiology into a vicious cycle, which is when senility occurs. A dragon's senility can last for many years, but dragons often succumb at the very beginning of senility. When a dragon's senility begins, the dragon must make a DC20 Constitution check. If the check fails, the dragon dies. If the check succeeds, the dragon survives, but its Constitution is reduced by 1. Thereafter, each year, the dragon must successfully pass another Constitution check in order to survive.

Many dragons prefer to avoid slowly succumbing to death and leave the mortal realm with dignity. Many Ancient Dragons seem to simply disappear at the end of their lives. No one knows where they went, but scholars have at least identified three possibilities: Passing Away, Guardians, and Dragon Liches.

Passing Away: The dragon only wishes for its soul to depart. After doing so, the dragon dies and its soul is released into the afterlife. The dragon prepares for passing away by eating its entire hoard. Most dragons also travel to dragon tombs and die there.

Guardians: At the end of normal life, a dragon can choose to become a Guardian, literally transforming into a part of the landscape. After eating its hoard, the dragon turns itself into a geographic feature: hills, mountains, lakes, swamps, and forests seem to be the most common choices.