I became the master of the alien world

Chapter 177 Know yourself and the enemy (Part 2)

"Yes." Lancelot's eyes were a little confused after hearing Harvey's words.

Although he still doesn't know what an intermediate warrior is, he should literally be stronger than himself.

"By the way, Lancelot, based on my observations of your previous two games, your strength is probably at the middle level of a low-level warrior. Your movements are relatively agile, but your strength is still lacking."

"As expected." Lancelot curled his lips and calmly accepted the red-robed mage's evaluation of himself.

The sky outside gradually darkened, and the fiery sun dropped to the west.

The light in the small hall also weakened, and the wall clock on the wall ticked and made a regular sound.

I don’t know why, but it’s obviously a hot summer day, and it’s getting dark earlier and earlier. It’s not yet six o’clock, but stars are already looming in the sky.

At this time, Harvey and Lancelot were sitting in front of the wooden table, and the light emitted from the map clearly reflected their facial expressions.

The boy looked frustrated, while Harvey looked serious and continued to introduce his opponent for the next game.

"Your second opponent is a sailor from Golden Port. His weapon is a harpoon. His strength is not much worse than that of Eter. In the previous game, he showed amazing willpower and is a very difficult opponent.

opponent."

When Lancelot heard this, he could already imagine a muscular man chasing him all over the place.

"But you don't have to worry too much. He has not received special training and cannot wear armor to fight." Harvey comforted Lancelot.

Lancelot forced a smile on his face that was uglier than crying. Such words did not make him much optimistic.

Seeing the boy's dejected look, the red-robed mage had no choice but to shake his head and continue to introduce: "Your third opponent is Kelvin, the deputy commander of the Second Legion from the Kingdom of Burlon."

"Deputy, deputy commander?" Lancelot felt his voice trembling.

"I have some knowledge of this person. Not only is he excellent in combat, he also has a wise mind. He is stronger than the two previous opponents."

"I know." Lancelot wished he could go back to the basement right now, sleep with his head covered until the day of the game, and then go on the field and kill someone in anger.

He suspected that the red-robed mage did not want to help him understand the enemy's information, but to make him realize the cruelty of reality.

"Your fourth opponent is the troll warrior Gugu from the Kingdom of Ruma."

"Gu Gu. What a strange name." Lancelot muttered under his breath, and then realized something seemed to be wrong.

"Troll?! Mr. Harvey, are you kidding?"

The boy was so frightened that he knew what a troll was, having played many fantasy games.

"This enemy is a little stronger, but don't worry, a troll that can be tamed by humans will not be too strong. It is about three meters tall, weighs two hundred and twenty kilograms, and its weapon is a huge axe." The red-robed mage is still there.

With a look of disapproval, he paused and continued: "It is said that this guy can split open an adult saber-toothed tiger with one axe."

"Haha." Lancelot laughed weakly.

"Well, your last opponent is the high elf Bloom from Woden Forest."

A forest at the northern end of the free land on the map lit up with red light. Lancelot found that Harvey's introduction gave him a clear understanding of the southern part of the Sebion continent for the first time.

"High elves are another branch of the elven race, and they are also the elves with the most superior innate conditions. They have the speed of the wind and strong agility. Although their power is not as good as the trolls, Bloom is the most terrifying one among the enemies. He can

Change the color of your skin to blend in with your surroundings, making it easy to do this even while moving."

"You mean, after the battle starts, maybe I won't even know where the others are?"

Lancelot joked that he was completely numb inside at this time and even wanted to laugh a little.

"That's about it for the enemy's information. I've given you the detailed information. Lancelot, is there anything else you want to ask me?" The red-robed mage twisted his neck. Sitting for a long time made him feel his spine.

Some discomfort.

"No more, Lord Harvey."

Lancelot shrugged and responded. In fact, what he wanted to say was: Got it, I will be responsible for dying when the time comes.

"Okay, you can rest well these two days and don't do high-intensity training. The maid will send dinner to your room."

"Thank you, I'll leave first, Lord Harvey." Lancelot said, then turned and walked out the door.

"goodbye."

——

It was late at night, and Lancelot was lying on the hard wooden bed, opening his eyes and looking at the darkness around him.

The air in the basement was very humid, with an air of staleness that had passed through the years.

Lancelot is in a very low mood now. One reason is that he is worried about the difficult schedule in the future, but the other point is the key.

His every move was under Harvey's surveillance, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

Especially when the red-robed mage questioned me during the day, I was afraid that if something similar happened next time, I would lose the other person's trust.

"Er!" The boy recited the spell of space magic word by word, and a faint green light immediately glowed in his palm.

A few seconds later, when the light dissipated, Lancelot had a hard-covered book in his hand.

It was the book "The Traveler from Another World" that I accidentally discovered on the bookshelf on the third floor.

Lancelot snapped his fingers, and a milky white ball of light floated in front of him, illuminating the entire room.

The boy gently wiped the dust off the surface of the book with his fingers, took a deep breath, and opened the title page.

"For those who believe, death is the door to eternal life."

This is the only sentence written on the title page and nothing else.

Lancelot read this sentence several times and fell into a brief thought.

[There are also time travelers in this world? It shouldn’t be those wizards who were killed. 】

[And this book with the title of Time Traveler has also been published? 】

【Simply outrageous.】

Lancelot couldn't wait to turn to the next page and read it carefully:

"I traveled through time." Mordred murmured to himself, and he spent the whole night thinking about this serious question.

Mordred woke up extremely early that day, completely unaware that he had been eternally cursed.

He sat up with a little sleepiness. The morning sun was so bright that it was hard to keep his eyes open.

Outside the room is a spacious open-air balcony. Looking out the window from here, the majestic city of New Exit stands in the distance.

The shadows cast by the tall city walls cast on the city of Cassano where Mordred grew up.

The city walls of New Essit look particularly tall and majestic, and those straight black spiers can still be seen, floating in the air like ghosts.

The broken spire seems to tell the glory and vicissitudes it has experienced over the years.

(End of chapter)