Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?-Chapter 960 - 631: I’m a Pure-blood Knight!

Ever since she learned that the White Mask was inviting her to become a Pure-blood Knight, Luluwo had been pondering.

Was there some way to use this status to her advantage?

This was a Knight, right? That should count as a minor noble, plus she takes orders directly from the Monarch.

So, with the title of Pure-blood Knight, shouldn't she be able to put on pomp in front of those in the Blood Dynasty who rank lower than a Knight?

After all, a dynasty can't possibly be composed solely of knights; there must be lower ranks like commoners and even slaves.

Thus, after entering the territory of the Blood Dynasty, Luluwo kept seeking traces of any inhabitants.

There! After hours of walking, she'd finally seen something living, though it was just a red Platinum Son.

Heh, she'd done careful research on these Platinum Sons!

In her mind, she proudly recalled information about the Platinum Sons.

It's said these ugly, chubby critters are artificially created beings, not naturally occurring species, likely originating from forces in the Lake Lienia region.

Because they're artificial life and look like they lack any high intelligence, they're typically enslaved by people. Even the Platinum Son helmets are made to ridicule them.

So when Luluwo first saw a Platinum Son in the Blood Dynasty, she guessed these might be among the "lower classes" here.

Her guess should be correct, right?

Since they're lower-ranking, what would they do upon seeing a Pure-blood Knight?

She believed that it wouldn't lead directly to a fight. This confidence stemmed from her experiences in Yanor Londo; after defeating Elderly who devoured Gods, former enemy Silver Knights had respectfully saluted the victorious party.

Luluwo hoped for Sain Dungeon to surprise her.

"Gollum..."

The Platinum Son cocked its frog-like head, making an indistinct noise from its throat. The red ones appeared bloodstained, actually looking more frightening than in their white state.

The two stared at each other as they stood still, time ticking away until Luluwo was about to snap.

The Platinum Son nodded at her, suddenly turned, and rolled away.

Success!

At this moment, Luluwo's heart was cheering, proving that the Pure-blood Knight title really carried weight here!

She'd been a bit worried earlier. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Because from the White Mask's previous warning, she wasn't supposed to be here and, in a way, was sneaking in.

But who would've thought, the Platinum Son seemed not to care about her "smuggling" status.

"Come on, let's go," Luluwo waved, beckoning Fudolin over and pinning the Pure Blood Knight Medal to her chest before heading forward.

Their path was increasingly populated with Platinum Sons, who liked to move in groups in Lake Lienia and did so here as well.

Upon seeing the duo, they cocked their heads, observed for a while, confirmed, and then turned to leave.

This stretch of the journey had Luluwo sweating, but inwardly, she was thrilled!

Moving among monsters yet untouched by them and without even needing to engage.

She wondered when she'd ever enjoyed such privilege!

Utterly elated.

A lifetime of battling monsters had finally offered Luluwo some comfort.

Instinctively, she felt that these red-hued Platinum Sons were not to be trifled with, intending to avoid conflict.

"Hey, you, go pull out that grass for me,"

Luluwo pointed to a nearby patch, speaking to a Platinum Son. It still tilted its head until her gestures made sense, and it bizarrely rolled over to uproot the grass.

She could even manage simple commands over these Platinum Sons?

She immediately launched a series of attempts, issuing various orders. The other side seemed reluctant but followed suit.

Luluwo was thoroughly amused.

Feeling like a Beast Taming Master.

Yet after all this while, still only seeing Platinum Sons, no other creatures?

As she thought this, a squelching sound like stepping in water rose by her feet.

She glanced down: it was a blood puddle on the path, not mere water.

She'd grown accustomed to seeing pools of blood across the Blood Dynasty, hardly deeming this noteworthy, about to step over.

"Gollum gollum..." The sound of the Lakers echoed from the blood puddle.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, Luluwo sensed a biting hostility, swiftly moving back instinctively, but it was faster than her reaction, likely too late—

A colossal force erupted, grabbing her collar and yanking her behind—Fudolin intervened!

A blood-red flash streaked past, followed by an imposing black figure. Even before it fully revealed itself, Fudolin and Luluwo had already struck.

Their fists collided swiftly with the dark silhouette, Fudolin's earth-shattering punch making the adversary stumble before regaining footing.

"What?" Fudolin uttered in confusion, inspecting her fist in surprise.

Amazed it hadn't crushed the opponent, even with such powerful blows.

The enemy appeared to be an expert!

Then, Luluwo finally caught sight of their appearance and murmured:

"It's the Blood Noble."

She'd encountered such enemies before.

Inside the Rose Church, once ventured deep enough, this foe would emerge from the blood pool, attacking anyone who dared enter.

The Blood Noble had left a marked impression on the entire Skyrim Strategy Group.

The threats in Sain Dungeon included beasts and those human-shaped foes wielding dazzling weapons; the Blood Nobles embodied all these threats.

Mastering the Reverse Stab dagger that could slash out a Blood Blade from afar, and a precise Heavy Stabbing Sword called Blood Vortex comparable to the Hound Knight's movement technique.

A formidable adversary, a slight lapse may lead to severe bleeding injuries inflicted by those weapons.

"I should've anticipated encountering such an adversary eventually here."

Luluwo and Fudolin assumed battle stances.

Despite unclear if the Blood Noble's power was enhanced within the Blood Dynasty, she had ample experience dealing with them.

Plus, Fudolin's unknown prowess, renowned for such characters to break limits in dire situations!

She felt this fight should go smoothly.

The Blood Noble rose; despite Fudolin's punch on him, he seemed unharmed.

Just as Luluwo was about to launch an attack, the Blood Noble's dark visage beneath the hood abruptly boomed, resounding through the area.

The ambiance radically shifted.

Luluwo keenly felt something and turned back, only to see the once indifferent Platinum Sons now staring at her with piercing black eyes, each tightly gripping their weapons.

"Oh no...."

Could the Blood Noble have revealed to these clueless Platinum Sons that her role as a Pure-blood Knight was unwarranted here?

Meaning now, the two of them were besieged!?