Chapter Seventeen Give You What You Want To See Below

  Due to the arrival of Dean, the apprentice knight, the Ficharen Knights held a banquet that day - although it was called a banquet, in fact, there were only two more pots of stew, and no wine appeared on the table. The soldiers on duty did not leave their posts, but only changed shifts after eating.

  In response, Dean expressed a hint of discontent, even showing disgust at the two pots of stew that the soldiers were savoring.

  And such a performance only confirmed Pots' conjecture, and the smile on his face grew more and more - for this kind of fat meat delivered to his mouth, the commander of the Fecharon Knights would not let it go.

  As for so-called benevolence and justice?

  At the time of the massacre of civilians and merchants for Kimpton, Potts had long since lost all semblance of mercy and justice!

  All that was left in his heart were endless greed and a sense of brutal violence born from it.

  But before that, some things still need to be verified ——

  "Dean Knight!"

  Receiving a glance from Pots, a knight who was formally a member of the Knights' Order and had been standing beside him, slowly stood up and walked to the center of the room. He held in his hand a wooden sword stained with white ash, which spoke volumes; however, on the surface, this formal member of the Knights' Order was speaking with utmost respect.

  "I want to experience the swordsmanship of the Central Knights' Order!"

  As he spoke, the formal member of the Knights bowed deeply.

  Dyne's face showed a hint of displeasure, but he did not refuse and walked into the arena - as a noble and knight, he was not allowed to refuse such a challenge.

  In fact, in most military camps and knight teams, after each gathering, it is a high incidence of casualties.

  Under the influence of alcohol, some very small things are always magnified countless times, and with burning anger, accidents often occur frequently.

  At this time, it is necessary for local officials and knights to mediate.

  However, Potts apparently did not have such an idea.

  On the contrary, he led the applause and cheered Dean on.

  How much of it is true?

  Then only he himself would know.

  ……

  The fight has begun!

  Both sides rushed towards each other at high speed amidst the clashing sounds of cups and bowls, like a dueling bell - the way to duel was simple: if the white ash on the wooden sword stained the opponent's clothes or was knocked out of this circle with a radius of about five feet, it would be considered a loss; otherwise, it would be the winner.

  But this is just a superficial result.

  And most of the time, when wooden swords touch each other, it's always a moment when both sides are giving their all.

  This time is no exception——

  Bang!

  Two wooden swords clashed with each other, amidst the crisp sounds, white ash flew everywhere, blocking the vision of both sides; however, it was clear that both were skilled, no one was blinded by this, only squinting their eyes, quickly swinging their wooden swords at each other.

  Bang, bang, bang......

  Within a few short breaths, both sides' wooden swords clashed continuously, emitting bursts of ringing sounds.

  It seemed difficult to distinguish between the two, but all the formal members of the Knights, including the Knight Captain, showed a disdainful expression.

  Because they saw the small noble's arm trembling without a scar at this moment.

  No doubt the other side may have received some training, but that's all, and they can't even get on stage. Maybe they're good at performing fencing at a banquet, but what about real combat?

  Don't be ridiculous, can acting kill people?

  "Cough, cough!"

  Having obtained the information he wanted, Pots let out two light coughs.

  In an instant, the scene changed dramatically——

  The scene where they were previously evenly matched suddenly turned in Dean's favor, and with a single sword strike, he knocked his opponent's wooden sword out of their hand.

  "As expected of a trainee knight from the Central Knights' Order!"

  Facing Dean with a pleased expression, Pots was the first to applaud, and the surrounding Knights Templar members also followed suit; however, the ridicule in their eyes was seen by Dean.

  Dean just sneered silently in his heart.

  The other party did this, Dean naturally understood that it was just to test his strength, so as to be absolutely sure.

  And Dean naturally wouldn't mind giving his opponent a 'real' strength that fits his own image.

  "It's just basic!"

  Deane said humble words on the surface but proud words in his heart and sat back down in his own seat.

  Such behavior undoubtedly made the members of the Fechalern Knights' hearts scold Dein, this little nobleman's ignorance; even Pots, the leader of the Knights, faced Dein with anger and murderous intent in his heart, like boiling water rolling over; however, on the face of this Fechalern Knights' leader, there was still that kind smile.

  He straightened his figure, gazing at Dean and said slowly: "We need a real knight to help us with a long-distance defense! And your previous performance makes me think you're the most suitable person!"

  "Where am I stationed? I just arrived in Tyrol today and haven't even had a good rest yet!"

  Deane's eyebrows jumped up, with a noble demeanor, and said with some dissatisfaction.

  "I'm well aware of that, so I'll speak to you again as the commander of the Fechara Knights, Dean Ken! " The commander of the Boz squad emphasized his tone and revealed the fangs he had been holding back for a long time. A sly smile appeared on his face. "Your destination is about 50 miles away! To arrive before nightfall, please hurry up and depart!"

  As he spoke, the captain of the Potsdam stood up and walked towards the door; after reaching the doorway, as if thinking of something, he stopped for a moment and said without turning his head: "Knight Dean Ken, please follow my orders, otherwise you will be taken to the military court... Also, near the snowy forest, there are often barbarians and snow wolves!"

  After finishing speaking, Captain Potts walked away without looking back, leaving Dean sitting in the chair with a stupid expression, completely unacceptable.

  Hmph, you ignorant little brat, have you learned your lesson from the captain's wrath?!

  The formal members of the Feichalun Knights couldn't help but burst out laughing in their hearts as they looked at Dean, who was clearly confused and didn't understand the situation; then, with narrowed eyes, they savored the pitiful look on Dean's face - in fact, they had been waiting for this moment for a long time, since the so-called banquet began.

  And their captain did not disappoint them; however, they did not want to end like this, whether it was their own thoughts or the secret orders given by their captain before he left, which made them know what to do.

  As a result, the following scene appeared:

  "Hiss, isn't that the same outpost that was raided by the barbarians last time?"

  The knight who was dueling with Dean suddenly spoke up.

  "Yes, it's that one... We lost four people there!"

  Another knight nodded solemnly.

  "It's said that their bellies were ripped open by those barbarians, and their intestines spilled all over the ground!"

  A knight beside him said with a face full of fear.

  The remaining members of the Knights also followed with nods, and only then did they seem to suddenly discover Dean's somewhat unnatural complexion.

  "Dean Knights, being a powerful knight, wouldn't be worried about those barbarians' disturbances, would he?"

  The knight who spoke first was a member of the Knights of Dein and seemed to be asking with good intentions.

  "Of course!"

  Dein replied in a firm tone; however, the Knights present could hear the faint tremble in his voice. This strong repression of fear and display of resilience was truly delightful to the Knights, who were thrilled with an inexplicable excitement, suppressing their laughter while pouring out the terror before them until Dein left, their mouths never stopping.

  "You guys think our Dean Knight will be so scared tonight that he won't be able to sleep?"

  Standing at the entrance of the Feichalun Knights' Hall, the first knight who spoke up had a mischievous grin on his face.

  "How could it be? He's a noble and brave knight, at most... he'd just wake up in the middle of the night!"

  Someone beside him immediately echoed.

  "You might just wet your pants!"

  Another one said.

  But as soon as the words came out, the members of the Knights immediately burst into loud laughter - before, they still had to hold back because Dine was present, but now that Dine had clearly walked away, they didn't have to hold back anymore.

  However, such laughter would obviously attract attention, and a Tillean civilian who served in the Fichsaren Knights looked at these formal members of the Knights unconsciously.

  "Little pig, what are you looking at!"

  The knight who spoke first raised his hand and waved it.

  Bang!

  A loud slapping sound, and this serving Til leader stumbled, nearly falling to the ground, only managing not to fall by supporting himself with the gunstock in his hand.

  But the more disheveled he looked, the more disreputable he appeared.

  And such a sorry sight again caused the members of these knight orders to burst out laughing; while that serving Tilian citizen covered his face and quickly lowered his head, with an expression of daring to be angry but not daring to speak.

  No doubt this appearance made the laughter of these knights' members more and more unscrupulous.

  So, none of them noticed a pair of cold eyes in the distance quietly watching this place; then, it silently disappeared.

  ……

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