Don’t raise unruly people in extreme cold weather

Chapter 750 Don Quixote Knight
"Hurry up, Sangqiu. We have to go into the city before sunset to visit Lord Perfect Brandlis. It would be very rude if we arrive too late." A knight wearing antique knight armor was walking on the streets of Chernoborg, leading a skinny old horse.

Behind him, a short and fat servant was leading a mule loaded with their luggage.

"Master Don Quixote, will we not be kicked out if we visit the Count like this?" The servant looked at his master knight with some concern. It was really hard to imagine that the lord who was in charge of the life and death of all people in the entire North would be willing to meet his master who was poisoned by the knight novel.

“Sang Qiu, how can you say that? Lord Brandlis is indeed of noble status and power, and is the top figure in the entire empire, but this is not a reason for us to belittle ourselves.” Although this knight was somewhat influenced by knight novels and fantasized that it was still the era of knights and he was also a knight-errant who traveled around the world and did justice, he just had serious delusions, not that he had a problem with his brain.

He straightened his skinny chest, tapped his antique armor and said confidently, "I am a knight after all, and a member of the nobility. The Earl may not have time to meet us when we visit her, but as a noble, she will definitely treat us as a noble, instead of throwing us out on the street like those rude people did before."

Faced with his master's confidence, Sang Qiu seemed to lack confidence.

After all, that was what his master had said last time. As a result, when they passed through that city to visit a prestigious local noble, they were thrown onto the street before they could even enter the door.

If the noble appointment document on his master's body was not real and he did have the title of knight, he would probably have to suffer even more.

This made Sang Qiu very worried, because he heard that Lord Brandelis was not a good-tempered person. If they offended her, it would not be as simple as being thrown into the street.

Thinking of this, Sang Qiu couldn't help but sigh.

Our Don Quixote is not a bad person, it's just that he has read too many chivalric novels and his mind is not very clear.

I always fantasize that I am the protagonist in a knight novel, able to travel around, do justice, punish those unjust people, and then win the favor of a noble lady or even a princess, so as to obtain a fiefdom and achieve fame.

So when the empire migrated to the north, he thought the opportunity had come, so he sold all his property, found a way to get a document of knighthood in the north, and came to the north with his only servant Sang Qiu, intending to travel around the north to do justice.

But in Sang Qiu's eyes, nothing good has happened to them since they started traveling with their master (the master said it was called travelling).

First, the master mistook a hotel for a castle and the hotel owner for a nobleman, causing all kinds of jokes and embarrassing himself; then he mistook a train passing by the railway line for some kind of rumbling monster and charged at the train on his old horse Rocinante; then he mistook a factory for a wicked magic cave where an evil wizard imprisoned the people...

In short, they encountered a lot of things along the way. If everything was as his master said, it could indeed be called a wonderful adventure story.

But in Sang Qiu's eyes, his master was just a madman with severe paranoia, and they had been making all kinds of jokes along the way.

If his master was not indeed a noble and had not brought Sang Qiu from the empire to the northern border out of his kindness, Sang Qiu would probably have chosen to leave him long ago.

Instead of standing at the gate of the manor with his master in a restless mood like now. Looking at the steam knights standing guard at the gate of the manor, and then looking at the tattered antique armor on his master, Sang Qiu seriously doubted the value of his master as a knight.

After all, he was a knight at first sight, and my master...

Forget it, after all, the master is indeed a knight. Sang Qiu thought that he should not say bad things about him behind his back. After all, he is his master and he is quite good to him.

Don Quixote informed the guard at the door of the lord's mansion of his purpose, and also stated his noble status as a knight and expressed his hope to be received by the lord.

To be honest, the security guard had never seen Don Quixote in this state.

Although he was unsophisticated, at least he was a real knight, and the documents of knighthood could not be fake.

But if you say he is not unfashionable... What era is it now? How can there still be such idiots who wear a piece of tattered iron and call themselves knights, fantasizing about being a hero and traveling around the world?
And looking at this guy, he doesn't seem like he can withstand the wind and snow. How come he can travel between different cities in the wind and snow in the north wearing only this tattered outfit?

With such a strange idea in mind, the guard still reported Don Quixote's affairs to his superiors.

After all, this guy does look weird, maybe the lord would consider meeting him.
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"Miss, there is a rather...strange guest at the door. Would you like to meet him?" The old butler carefully considered his words and introduced Don Quixote's visit to Perfecto in a relatively polite manner.

Perfect was currently studying how to lock the two different modules of the floating city together. When she heard the old housekeeper's words, she couldn't help but frown slightly: "What kind of guest could be described as 'strange' by Grandpa Afu?

If it's just an ordinary visitor, Grandpa Ah Fu, you can just send him away for me. If not, you can use a substitute doll to meet him. I don't have the time to meet any 'strange guests' right now."

"Miss, if possible, I think it would be better for you to meet him. Although this guest looks like a poor knight who has read too many knight novels, I think he is worthy of your attention as he is able to walk in the wilderness of the North wearing only old-fashioned knight armor and with a servant in the current weather in the North." The old butler was also amazed at this Don Quixote knight. After all, even with his current strength, he would not dare to say that he could walk in the wilderness of the North wearing only a set of old-fashioned iron armor.

Hearing the old housekeeper's introduction, Perfectcott couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, which really aroused her interest.

So she asked, "What is the name of this strange guest?"

"His name is Don Quixote." The old butler said the guest's name, successfully making Perfecto's eyes widen.

(End of this chapter)