Armaments and the Black Knight

"Alright, here's what we know. None of us have weapons. We can use a few Battle Skills barehanded, but they're weak."

"Second, we're in a narrow passage. There are no ventilation shafts above us, no cells on either side—just a straight corridor."

"Lastly, there's at least an elite-level Black Knight standing in this corridor. He has a shield, and that Straight Sword of his can be used for shield thrusts."

"So."

Hewei swept his serious gaze over everyone before him, and they returned it with equally serious expressions.

"Who's willing to go beat up the Black Knight barehanded?"

Dead silence.

"Who's willing to get beaten up by the Black Knight barehanded?" he repeated.

Hey, hey, hey, that sounded a little different from what you said before, didn't it? Todd seemed to have caught onto some utterly irrelevant detail.

The silence went on for a while. Somehow, the atmosphere suddenly turned tragic and heroic.

"I'll go!" A Starfire Knight stepped forward and shouted passionately, "I'm almost forty, I've never married or had children, and I'm the weakest one on the team. I'm the best fit for this!"

"Count me in!" Another person stepped forward, loudly listing his own qualifications and explaining why he was the most suitable candidate.

"Everyone..." Hewei and the others were moved to tears. Some of them were even crying as they embraced.

Hey, hey, hey, can't you just revive at the Campfire after you die? It's not like this is some other dungeon where dying without a Teleportation Crystal means a death sentence. Why are you making this so emotional? Todd understood even less why these people were clowning around.

Then he saw the Black Knight's pointed helmet emerge from around the corner.

"You're too damn loud! You drew the enemy over here!"

The moment Todd finished