Chapter 352: Fairy in the Lake
It wouldn't take too long to head towards the lake from the completely abandoned arena.

The army went to the fishing village. It felt terrible to travel in heavy armor at the end of the hot summer.

As they approached the lake, the wind blowing in their faces made them feel relieved, and just looking at their own reflections in the water made them feel cool.

The wizards accompanying them are using magic to help eliminate traces. They must be as silent as possible, although this is almost impossible.

The undead was still stubbornly holding on to his chocolate wife. During the time he was on the road, he received a lot of contact from people, especially the undead who chose to travel alone to the Black Island and complained constantly.

"Brother, you caught me again! Obviously the army hasn't arrived yet and the plot hasn't started yet."

"It's impossible to break through. I even wonder if this is an air wall specially created by the game production team. If so, the setting is too awesome."

"Other games don't let us pass through, using air walls that give us a strong sense of separation. This game pursues realism, and simply makes it impossible for us to win or kill."

If the air wall didn't kill anyone, they might actually stop and wait for the "plot to develop", but if the fire suppression couldn't break in, that would be a different story, especially when they found they could still kill the enemy in return.

I just want to rush in before the plot starts, that way it will be fun.

As a result, Black Island was forced into a stalemate defensive battle. What was worse was that they were fighting so hard but didn't even see the shadow of the Rand Legion.

……

The army continued to move forward, following the lake path, and finally saw the village. Although fishing nets were drying in the sun in every house, there were no fishing boats.

Until a soldier told the Red Knight that the villagers here might be different from humans.

"We are the Lander Legion!" the Red Knight roared, his voice like a comb combing across the ground.

The doors of the houses were pushed open and something came out.

These were a group of murlocs, with scales, stains, and moss all over their bodies. Their clothes looked sticky and wet, and the worst thing was the fishy stench that could be smelled before you even got close.

The little murloc hid behind the big murloc, looking at the Rand Legion in golden armor with fear.

When the Red Knight looked at the fish-scaled murloc and said "monster", he almost couldn't help but punch him to death.

Could there be anything more like a monster than these?

He instinctively felt that something was wrong. Normal people would be transformed after drinking the potion, but it would never be like this, where an entire village was transformed into a new race.

"You'd better tell the truth!" The Red Knight is definitely not a suitable leader, and his slave-owner character has remained until now.

But this cannot be said to be a bad thing. When it comes to execution and management, the Red Knights' experience is unmatched.

The oldest fishman spoke up, "Our village used to dig mud from the river to make bricks, but we..."

The Red Knight slapped his shield with his hands, and the thumping sound interrupted the fishman's story.

"Making bricks, do you know who I am? Even three years ago, I had never heard of a village making mud bricks here." The Red Knight pretended to lose patience.

He used this method to intimidate slaves, and it was very effective.

The Rand soldiers followed his lead, raising their arms and drawing their weapons, waiting for the order to kill someone.

"We," the old fishman immediately changed his words, "we started out making bricks, but it was hard to make money there, and it was hard to even fill our stomachs. But by chance one day we caught a fish in the lake, and there was gold in its belly."

"There is treasure under the lake." The Red Knight nodded. This was consistent with his guess. Otherwise, there would be no need for a village to live in this area guarding the lake.

He doesn't think his presence can reduce crime in the area.

"Yes, we thought it was a gift from the Fairy of the Lake, and then we hid the news and arranged for people to dive to the bottom of the lake to salvage the treasure...but they claimed that they heard a strange voice. That voice claimed to be the Fairy of the Lake. Everyone loves the Fairy of the Lake. One day a group of people were invited by the Fairy of the Lake. We don't feel happy about this, sir, we are very frightened." "Because you only love treasure." The Red Knight twisted his body. His burly and huge figure of four or five meters tall would attract the attention of others no matter what small movements he made.

The old fishman continued, "They disappeared, completely disappeared at the bottom of the lake. Perhaps they really went to the fairyland where the lake fairy lived. We wished them well, but life had to go on. We could only arrange for other people to dive, but not long after, they heard the call of the lake fairy again."

The old fishman stopped and said, "We dare not let anyone go to the bottom of the lake again, but the fairy in the lake has no intention of letting us go."

"You do not love the Lady of the Lake," the Red Knight said again, as if making a final judgment.

He heard several layers of beautified language that tended to be on the part of the fishmen themselves, but the real situation was obviously completely different from what they said.

Should we really go to the bottom of the lake to salvage the treasure, or should we sacrifice a group of "divers" to the lake fairy at the bottom of the lake in exchange for the treasure?

After the apocalypse, gold and treasure became waste, and the Lady of the Lake might still exchange treasure for sacrifices.

The group of people in front of them didn't want to continue the transaction, but they had no one to rely on before and wanted to tear up the deal.

This is the most likely development.

Otherwise there is no way these people would have grown scales.

"Do you have a way to cross the lake to the Black Island?" asked the Red Knight.

"Yes, we can carry it."

The Red Knight laughed out loud. He didn't think that the few little loaches in front of him could carry him across the river.

"My lord, the Lady of the Lake will come again soon, very soon! Each of us has heard her voice, and we will swear allegiance to her. We will give everything we can as a reward, treasure, everything, please!"

The fishmen knelt together.

The Red Knight nodded in agreement. He had to put completing the Duke's orders first, but he also felt that this group of fishmen was not trustworthy.

Night falls.

The soldiers were ready for a siege, and even though they were only facing some enemies that might not be very strong, he still chose to build temporary fortifications with stones.

Every great knight is a precious warrior, and the Red Knight shares the same idea as Lind on this point.

They are all people who are used to living a hard life, the difference is that the Red Knight has always been in a daze, so he doesn't know that the Great Knight is everywhere.

Lind is simply stingy. To him, NPCs are resources that grow very slowly, while immortals grow much faster than leeks.

A huge black shadow climbed up from the shore.

Flames came out from a tall figure about four or five meters high. The salamander looked down at the thing that crawled up the shore. It breathed flames and gnawed off pieces of riverside rocks with its hot claws.

It was a monster. When it opened its mouth, what came out was not its tongue, but a beautiful woman with her upper body naked.

The moment it saw the Crimson Knight, the monster tried to use the woman to attract attention, but what awaited it was the pounce and bite of the salamander.

The tongue was torn apart directly.

The Red Knight used a spear to jump up the "woman". The woman exuded a strange soul-stirring fragrance. She had no internal organs and was just a piece of solid meat that had grown a human shape.

"Looks like I can cross the river too." The Red Knight looked at the shivering black shadow.

(End of this chapter)