Chapter 185

"Save up some energy in this miserable place, and then find a way back."

This thought flashed through Katim's mind.

From the bottom of his heart, Katim had no objection to coming to this underground world.

He had no relatives in this world, and it made no difference to him whether they were in the underground world or the surface world.

But not now.

Over in the Lane area, he still had a lot of things to do.

For example, we don't know about Death Canyon, or Lilian's life or death.

If there is no other way, these will not matter.

But if possible, Katim still hopes to go back and take a look.

As for anything else, it doesn't matter.

Taking a step forward, he took Moria aside and soon came to the outside world.

After the previous pursuit, the environment outside is now in chaos.

But for Katim, this was just right.

With one man and one sword, he led Moria directly to the location of Thorson.

When they found Thorson, he was a prisoner, tied to a carriage, and about to become a slave again.

Katim went straight forward and rushed over.

Moria stood behind him, looking at the scene in front of him, feeling anxious and expectant at the same time.

Soon, a scene that surprised her appeared.

When Katim rushed forward, the guards standing there quickly came up to him.

But compared to before, these guards seemed so weak at this moment.

Even though Katim only had one person, he easily captured all of them and suppressed them all with ease.

This scene left everyone stunned.

After a while, Moria finally reacted and quickly said to the people around him: "Come out quickly."

Soon, Thorson and others were let go.

They felt uneasy and looked at Katim with awe.

Thorson is the only exception.

"Kadim, how did you become so powerful?"

He looked at Katim, who had become extremely heroic in front of him, with astonishment written all over his face, as if he had not expected the scene in front of him at all.

"Of course it was to save you."

Facing his gaze, Katim had a smile on his face: "Good friend, can you still walk?"

He looked at the scars on Thorson's body with scrutiny in his eyes.

As if sensing his gaze, Thorson also burst into laughter.

"of course."

He said solemnly: "I'm not that old that I can't hold a knife."

"That couldn't be better."

Katim nodded, then turned and looked in front of him.

There was a row of prisoners there, all of whom had attacked Moria's team before.

"I don't want to say too much unnecessary words."

Katim said calmly: "You are all professional warriors. If you want to die, please deal with it yourself."

He dropped a sword.

The cold and mottled long sword fell to the ground and made a crisp sound, which sounded particularly moving.

However, in the eyes of the many captives in front of him, they were like death reminders.

They looked at the long sword in front of them, but they couldn't do anything.

They are professional warriors, and they will never bat an eyelid when asked to kill someone.

But being able to kill someone may not necessarily be able to do the same to yourself.

"very good."

Katim smiled: "If you don't want to die, then stay."

"From today on, you are my subordinates."

"Serve me for three years, and I will pay for your sins today."

He raised his sword.

In his body, the vigorous life energy was infused into the long sword, making the long sword shine brightly and brightly.

The aura of the great knight spread out without any concealment and escaped in all directions.

In an instant, everyone's eyes were fixed on Katim, with shock, disbelief and many other emotions in their eyes.

The same goes for the many prisoners in front of him.

Seeing the brilliance of Katim that represented the great knight, their hearts were shaken, and finally they couldn't help but knelt down directly.

A group of more than a dozen guards were taken in by Katim.

Compared with the hundreds of guards before Moria, the number was smaller, but the quality was much higher.

The weakest among them are also professional veterans.

The only worrying thing is that the loyalty of these guys may be quite questionable.

"You just put them in the team?"

Moria looked at the newly minted guards behind him, with some worry in his eyes: "Aren't you afraid that they will become unrest?"

"After all, they are not the slaves before."

Even if the slaves rebel, they can't do much, but once the group of guys behind them rebel, the harm will be considerable.

Katim took almost no precautions and just let these people stay here. Is this really no problem?
Moria was very suspicious of this.

"If you are worried, what can you do?"

Katim smiled: "Should we let them go, or should we simply be cruel and kill them all?"

Moria hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.

Both of the ways Katim said seemed inappropriate to her.

"It's wrong anyway, so it's better to maintain the status quo and choose a path that may be right or wrong."

Katim spoke: "Leaving them behind may not be a good choice, but it is certainly not the worst."

"In that case, that's enough."

Of course, Katim did not say the most important thing.

Even if these people really rebel again, so what.

How funny it is that a group of people who can't even block Khadim's sword rebel.

Katim never considered a group like this a threat.

"Whether you want to rebel or have other thoughts, it's up to them."

"But as long as they can still play a role now, it's beneficial for them to stay."

Katim spoke softly: "Let's leave the future to the future."

"Katim"

Thorson looked at Katim in front of him, hesitant.

Looking at Katim in front of him, he always felt an inexplicable strangeness.

In the past, his impression of Katim had always been that he was a gentle and kind-hearted boy. It seemed that no matter who came to him, he would get his help and kindness.

But now, he felt that this was another side of Katim.

Is this kind of casualness that can determine the life or death of others with one word, regardless of other people's actions, the self-confidence of the strong?
Moria looked at Katim in front of him, feeling a little absent-minded.She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but was interrupted again.

"If there is anything extra, we can try to talk about it later."

Katim looked at her and smiled, then stood up silently and said softly: "But now, I think we have other things to be busy with."

"Your guests are coming."

"guest?"

Listening to Katim's words, Moria and the two were stunned.

At this moment, the guest that Katim mentioned was already nearby.

Looking at the messy area in front of him that looked like a battlefield, a middle-aged knight's expression changed greatly.

"Sir Moriah, you must not let anything happen to you."

He murmured to himself, and then heard the information coming from his subordinates.

The frame belonging to Moria appeared in front, standing in that area at the moment.

He quickly led the people forward and came to the direction mentioned.

There, he managed to see Moria's carriage.

Although the carriage looked a little old, it still looked quite finished. It was followed by a dozen dejected guards and a middle-aged man who was responsible for pointing the direction.

Of course, the most important thing is the flag hanging high on the carriage.

"Flag of the Duke of Ayr"

The middle-aged man looked at the flag on the carriage ahead and murmured to himself, then hurried forward.

"I am Amos, a knight under Prince Kenro. I have been ordered to come to greet Sir Moria."

He quickly identified himself.

Prince Kenro, this is also the hostage of the Mosen Kingdom in the Orc Kingdom, and he is the noblest one among the many hostages in the Orc Kingdom.

Because he was alone as a hostage abroad, this prince did not have much power in the Mosen Kingdom.

So after hearing that Moria was about to return, he immediately sent Amos to respond.

As hostages, Prince Kenro and Moria are naturally on the same side and can be drawn into and accepted.

Amos was very nervous for a while after learning that Moria's convoy had an accident.

Because for Prince Kenro, Moria is a very important object.

As the son of a duke, Moria is only one level lower than Prince Kenro in terms of status.

Many kings of principalities only have the title of duke.

In this case, Moria's status as the son of a duke is actually comparable to that of a small prince.

Amos was afraid that something would happen to Moria before he came here.

Fortunately, nothing seems to be going wrong so far.

Although the appearance of the other party's followers looked a bit strange, they were all downcast, as if they had just experienced a defeat.

But Amos saw clearly that these should be elite, most professional soldiers.

Before he came to the convoy, he wanted to meet Moria up close.

What surprised him was that the first person to step out of the carriage was a complete stranger.

The young man has a handsome appearance and a tall and straight figure. He wears a long sword on his waist. He looks quite peaceful and relaxed. His handsome face is unforgettable at first sight.

What a handsome boy.

Amos was a little amazed, but he also became confused.

He was a follower of Prince Kenro, and he had met Moria before in the Orc Kingdom.

At that time, it seemed that he had never seen such an outstanding follower around Moria.

Could it be a recent recruit?
What worried Amos the most was the casualness of the other party and the faint sense of danger that made him subconsciously vigilant.

Before he had time to explore, there was another movement in the carriage.

Moria walked out of it.

"Mr. Amos, long time no see."

Moria looked at Amos in front of him with a faint smile on his face: "Thank you Prince Kenro for your concern. I wonder how he is doing now?"

"His Royal Highness has arrived in Mawson City now."

Amos said: "I heard that Sir Moria is about to return to China, and His Highness has specially prepared a sumptuous dinner to entertain you."

"Is it?"

Moria smiled: "That's really a thank you for Your Highness' trouble."

"I heard that you, Sir Moria, were attacked before. I was still very worried. It's good to see that you are fine now."

Amos said: "I have some men waiting to join your guard and move forward together."

"That couldn't be better."

Moria smiled in response.

While Amos was talking to Moria, he kept observing Katim from the corner of his eyes, always paying attention to the young man's movements.

Unfortunately, from the beginning to the end, the other party had no intention of speaking. He just stood quietly beside Moriah, acting as a listener.

In the end, Amos couldn't suppress his curiosity, so he asked: "Sir Moriah, do you know who the gentleman behind you is?"

"This is Katim, my chief knight."

Moriah's expression was natural and he started to introduce.

chief knight
Amos's expression changed slightly.

Chief Knight, this is not a title that can be used casually.

In the Kingdom of Mawson, a person who can be hired by a noble and titled as chief knight must at least be a formal knight.

In other words, is this handsome young man in front of me already an official knight?
"It turned out to be the Knight of Katim. It was rude."

Amos showed an apology on his face: "In the next time, I will be in front of you to clear the way. If you need anything, please send someone to inform me."

He turned around and quickly left with the team.

"Is it okay if I say this?"

After Amos left, Moria and the two returned to the carriage.

She looked at Katim in front of her, feeling a little uneasy.

"It's ok."

Katim looked at her and smiled: "Some things are already public information, and there is no point in hiding them or not."

"And sometimes, the role of the weapon in your hand is not only to use it, but also to let others know that you have the ability to fight back."

Telling the identity of Katim's chief knight will certainly make people wary, but it can also dispel some of others' hidden thoughts and avoid many minor troubles in the future.

From Katim's perspective, there's nothing wrong with this.

"What do you think of this Prince Kenro?"

He continued to ask.

"A guy who is very ambitious but has little strength."

Moria said: "I have met him a few times. He is a very thoughtful person, but unfortunately his strength is far from that of his brothers."

"It's not a problem if they are too far apart. How many people can be won over is the key."

Katim said: "Judging from his posture today, he already has the attitude he should have. We have to see what happens next."

"Anyway, there aren't many choices for you."

Also as a hostage, Moria will naturally be thrown into Prince Kenro's faction after returning to the country. This is something that is difficult to avoid.

Similarly, as a hostage returning alone, Moria also needs the power of Prince Kenro to help her gain an advantage in the battle for the Duke's heir.

Moria also knew this in her heart, so she didn't refuse the other party's invitation just now.

(End of this chapter)

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