This knight is too perfect

Chapter 89 True Power

Different from the other members of the Rust Mercenaries who looked extremely ferocious at first glance.

As the leader of the group, Dunkel not only looks upright and gentle, but also has an indescribable righteousness.

He is the kind of person who, at first glance, makes people think he is a decent person.

But Rhine knew very well that contrary to Dunkel's very righteous appearance.

Dunkel's heart is extremely dark and cruel.

Because Rhine was very sure that the guy who led the team to massacre his village was him.

Although Dunkel was wearing a knight's helmet with a covered face at that time.

But Rhine had seen Dunkel's appearance once by chance and had remembered it till now.

Although at this moment Rhine wanted to draw his sword directly and make Dunkel pay the price he deserved.

But reason allowed Rhine to suppress the murderous intent in his heart and try his best to prevent Dunkel from noticing.

"Ok?"

Dunkel seemed to have noticed something and immediately looked towards the Rhine with curiosity.

Seeing this scene, Rhine didn't react at all, but Enrico, who was sitting on the sofa, immediately became nervous.

No, why did this guy suddenly look at Mr. Rhine?
Could it be that he discovered something?

While Enrico was nervous, Dunkel came directly to Rhine and looked at the knight's sword at his waist with envy.

"Knight, can you let me see your sword?"

Rhine did not refuse Dunkel's request.

He took the knight's sword from his waist and handed it to Dunkel.

Dunkel took Rhine's knight's sword and pulled it out on the spot.

Clang!
As a crisp metallic sound rang out, Dunkel looked at the knight's sword in his hand and praised, "What an amazing craftsmanship. Not only is the proportion of the sword body perfect, but even the original decorative patterns have been well utilized and become one of the means to improve its weight."

"If I hadn't been able to tell that the material used in this sword is very ordinary, it would basically have no chance of being improved."

"Otherwise, this outstanding forging skill alone is enough to make it a place among many famous swords."

After saying this, Dunkel put the sword back into its scabbard and returned it to Rhine.

"Sir, could you tell me the name of this sword?"

"Because I think such a perfect work of art must have an equally beautiful name."

"The First Judgment."

"The First Judgment?"

When he heard the name of Rhine's knight's sword, an expression of obsession appeared on Dunkel's face.

"This is such a good name, symbolizing the knight of justice and the knight's sword of judgment. Perhaps only such a name can match this natural work of art."

After saying that, Dunkel stopped talking about these trivial things and turned the topic to the purpose of the two people's visit.

"Well, two mysterious guests whose origins are unknown, the fact that you can produce the exclusive invitation to our Rust Mercenary Group shows that you are recognized guests."

"But the invitation alone is not enough. I also need you to provide the person who gave you the invitation."

"And if you are unable to accurately state the person's name, or if after our verification we find that the person has never guaranteed you."

"I'm afraid those two won't be able to get out today."

Speaking of this, Dunkel still had a smile on his face.

But his smile changed from gentle at the beginning to cold and cruel now.

Fortunately, Rhine and Enrico were prepared for this.

Enrico, who was half lying on the sofa, casually raised his hand and motioned Rhine to take out the things.

And his arrogant behavior and the dandy air displayed in his actions.

There is no doubt that he is a lawless and extravagant nobleman.

Rhine, who saw this scene, immediately took out a letter from his arms.

and handed it to Dunkel.

Dunkel took the letter and after reading it carefully, he asked one of his men to come in.

Let him go out with the letter.

Obviously, he sent someone to find the owner of the letter to verify the authenticity of the letter.

During this waiting process, Dunkel returned to his initial gentle state.

He took the initiative to make tea for the two of them, and said with a smile: "Please don't be offended. A lot of things have happened in Adrian recently, so we have to be extremely careful."

"After all, just a few days ago, one of our important business partners who we have been in contact with for a long time had his base destroyed."

"This makes me have to be extra careful, because I can't guarantee that there is no evidence related to us left in his lair."

"Once this evidence falls into the hands of someone with ulterior motives, it will cause us a lot of unnecessary trouble."

"Even if someone gets the evidence, we won't be affected too much with the protection of that master."

"But if you can avoid causing trouble to that master, then it's better not to do so. Do you think I'm right, two strange guests?"

Hearing what Duenkel said, Enrico, who was already in the right state, said nonchalantly: "What kind of trouble can it be? It's just killing a few civilians, not a noble. What's the big deal?"

Seeing Enrico talking about human life so lightly, a strange look flashed in Duncol's eyes.

As a result, his vigilance towards Enrico and Rhine was instantly reduced a lot.

Because the worse Enrico's character becomes, the more he lives up to his own expectations.

After all, no one who can find him and get the invitation is a good person.

Because good people will never accept the 'goods' and 'services' he provides.

Duncol looked at Enrico, who was sitting with his legs crossed and an arrogant attitude.

He immediately politely placed a cup of steaming hot tea in front of him.

He said politely, "It seems that this distinguished guest has a certain understanding of our Rust Mercenary Group and the business we represent."

"Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to say such things. After all, we have always been the most law-abiding citizens in Adrian."

Hearing this, Enrico casually picked up the black tea in front of him and took a simple sip.

Just one bite made him spit it out immediately.

Then he poured the cup of black tea onto the ground next to him right in front of Dunkel.

"What kind of rubbish is this? You dare let me drink it? Even if it's my maid's footbath water, it's still more delicious than your cheap cup of black tea."

"It seems that your Rust Mercenary Group is not as powerful as the outside world has said. Otherwise, how could you use such garbage to entertain guests?"

As soon as Enrico said this, the atmosphere in the entire reception room instantly dropped to freezing point.

And it wasn't just the smile on Dunkel's face that froze instantly.

Even Rhine, who was standing behind the sofa, showed a surprised expression at this moment.

That is, Rhine knew that Enrico was performing.

That's why I can accept his words and actions which are almost arrogant to the extreme.

Otherwise, he couldn't help but want to punch this "arrogant" guy.

There is no other reason, it's just that Enrico's performance right now deserves a beating.

Only a heavy punch can make him understand what politeness and restraint are at this time.

And Rhine is just a bystander.

One can imagine what Duncol's mentality was as he sat opposite Enrico.

Rhine had no doubt that if Dunkel was not still unaware of Enrico's background and he was an important guest of Dunkel.

At this moment, Dunkel absolutely could not tolerate this kind of humiliation that was almost in front of his face.

In addition, Rhine had to admit that Enrico's acting skills were indeed explosive at this time.

He perfectly portrayed the image of an arrogant, domineering and lawless young nobleman.

In other words, Enrico's appearance is rather average, even a little ugly.

Otherwise, Rhine felt he could have become one of the greatest actors of this century.

Just as Rhine was shocked by Enrico's outstanding performance.

Dunkel, who was sitting opposite him, showed a reaction that surprised Rhine greatly.

Because instead of getting angry, he burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, you are right, you are right. How can this kind of trashy black tea be worthy of your honor?" "Come on, call in the maid who made tea today."

Soon, a pretty maid who looked to be in her early twenties at most walked into the reception room trembling.

"Lord Duenkel, you are looking for me?"

Looking at the maid's trembling appearance, it was obvious that she was very afraid of Duncol.

In response, Dunkel gently asked: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, come, come over here."

Hearing this, the young maid immediately walked nervously to the side of Duncol.

He looked up at the maid and said with a smile, "Tell me, did you make this black tea today?"

Hearing this, the young maid seemed to have thought of something.

She knelt on the ground and cried, "I'm sorry, Lord Dunkel, I'm sorry. I just came here today and I haven't made tea before. Please forgive me if there is anything I didn't do well."

Looking at the extremely frightened young maid, Rhine's brows instantly frowned.

Because behind Duncol's seemingly gentle smile.

Rhine had already heard the raging anger and cold murderous intent in his heart.

Thinking of this, Rhine quietly placed his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

Because he roughly guessed what Dunkel was going to do.

Dunkel, whose attention was focused on the young maid at the moment, did not notice this.

In other words, he didn't think anyone would dare to attack him here.

Duncol gently stretched out his hand and touched the maid's cheek.

Like a forgiving master, comforting the maid who made a mistake.

"It's okay, it's okay. Everyone makes mistakes. It's no big deal."

"But, you made me embarrassed in front of important guests, which is a big problem..."

As he spoke, Duncol drew out his sword without warning, and prepared to pierce the maid's chest with it.

However, although his movements were fast, some people were even faster.

Ding!
Just as Duncol drew his sword and was about to stab the maid.

A cold light appeared first and pressed Duncol's sword to the ground.

"My dear guest, what do you mean by this?"

Looking at Rhine who tried to stop him, Dunkel's expression turned gloomy.

In response, Rhine said calmly: "It's nothing, I just don't like seeing blood at a time like this.

"Really?"

Dunkel narrowed his eyes and looked at Rhine with a dangerous look.

"But what does it have to do with you if I teach my maid a lesson?"

"Guests, I respect you, but please don't take this respect as my weakness."

At the same time, the mercenaries who heard the noise rushed in immediately.

They looked at Rhine, who was facing the captain with swords, and drew their own weapons.

It was obvious that as long as Dunkel gave the order, they would kill Rhine and Enrico with their swords.

And it was at this tense moment that Enrico unexpectedly spoke.

"Boring, rude, and bad-tasteed, mercenaries are mercenaries. Even if they put on fancy clothes and pretend to be nobles, the barbarity engraved in their bones will inevitably be exposed."

"Hey, you just wanted to show me how powerful you are and make me afraid of you in this way, right?"

Upon hearing Enrico's words, Duncol was stunned.

Because of Enrico's performance just now, he instinctively thought that Enrico was just a spoiled and willful young nobleman.

Faced with a situation where a fight could break out at any time, he was lucky enough to be able to hide behind the table without being afraid, let alone say a word.

But surprisingly, Enrico was not afraid at all. He even ignored everyone's vigilant eyes. He stood up and walked to the maid who was frightened by Duncol and helped her up.

"Don't worry, beautiful maid. Only those rude mercenaries who don't know what romance is would naively think that only blood and violence can show the strength of men."

"I am different from them. I am a noble, an elegant noble."

"I know how to take care of a delicate flower like you better than these guys who are not much better than barbarians."

Contrary to everyone's expectations.

Enrico comforted the young maid while taking off the mask on his face.

He showed his true appearance to everyone without reservation.

Looking at Dunkel who was looking surprised not far away.

Enrico, whose true face had been revealed, said sarcastically, "Come on, Mr. Duencol, don't you think I am too arrogant and underestimate your strength?"

"Now I take off the mask and use it to prove the honesty of my words. Yes, you guessed it right. I really think so."

"Because in my eyes, you are nothing but a weak hedgehog showing off its fangs and claws, pretending to be strong."

"You think your thorns can scare me, but you don't know that the more you do this, the more I despise you."

"Because the strong will only swing their swords against those who are even stronger than them, rather than proving their strength by bullying the weak."

"Whether it was your pretentious elegance when you first entered the room, or your moody sword drawing now, everything seemed to me to be nothing more than a poor imitation of the superiors."

"Didn't you say that this beautiful maid is yours? You who claim to be so powerful, do you dare to make a bet with me?"

"If you win, I will admit that I underestimated you and give you compensation that satisfies you."

"But if you lose, then this beautiful maid will be mine, how about that?"

Hearing Enrico's suggestion, Duncol slowly retracted his weapon and looked at Enrico seriously.

It was as if he was re-examining this young nobleman who he had thought had no other merits except for his arrogance and domineering nature.

"How do you want to bet?"

Hearing this, Enrico smiled.

He pointed at Rhine behind him and said confidently, "It's very simple. Send one person out to fight my knight. The one who survives wins. How about that?"

Hearing this, Rhine smiled under the knight's helmet.

He wasn't laughing at Enrico for making a decision in advance without asking himself.

Instead, he was laughing at the fact that Enrico knew him so well and was able to give him the reason he wanted to take action in such a short time.

That’s right, Enrico is not the only one who is unhappy with Duncol and others.

Rhine has long wanted to take action against these guys.

Therefore, Enrico's proposal is not a bad thing for Rhine, but rather a very good thing that is gratifying to everyone.

Similarly, in response to Enrico's proposal, Duncol also smiled.

Because he could feel that Rhine had source fluctuations.

But he is definitely just an extraordinary person of the Black Iron Rank.

Such extraordinary people are not uncommon in their Rust Mercenary Group.

So without any hesitation, Dunkel took the bet.

"No problem. Then please follow me with you and the knight beside you."

"I'm very curious about you and your claims of being really powerful. Are you just bluffing or is it true?"

Hearing this, Enrico touched the soft and boneless little hand of the maid next to him and said nonchalantly: "Curious, are you worthy of being curious? You are a noble, so you are curious. Stop talking nonsense and lead the way."

"I now feel more and more that I made an extremely stupid decision by trusting you and coming here."

"If I had this much time, I might as well play a fun little game with the maids in my manor."

Faced with Enrico's humiliation again, Duncol was not angry this time.

Because he knew that he couldn't defeat this guy Enrico with words alone.

He only needed to let his men kill Rhine in the upcoming bet and put Rhine's head in front of Enrico.

Then the confidence of this young nobleman would be gone.

When he thought of Enrico's expression of fear and terror in front of him, Duncol couldn't help but smile.

Because that scene is so beautiful just thinking about it!

(End of this chapter)