Being a knight is not easy

Chapter 188 Marriage 2
The carved chair back groaned under the weight, like the broken sigh of an old nobleman: "Do you know that once this engagement is made, there is no turning back?"

Robin plunged the Dragon Slayer into the ground. In the golden light that burst from the spear tip, his figure was like an ancient god of war. "Compared to the survival of the entire West, what does my marriage mean?"

Viscount Wilk's eyes were as sharp as a hawk's. He turned his head and looked at Feng Ling, asking harshly, "What exactly is Lady Aisha planning? Why did she have to choose my son?"

Feng Ling's mouth twitched slightly, and she secretly complained in her heart: My Lord Viscount, you have no idea how amazing the potential of your son is.

Such a young Knight of Order is still practicing the Dragon Devouring Breathing Method, a breathing method that is generally recognized to be slow to practice. His talent is simply shocking.

Mrs. Aisha naturally wanted to recruit such a genius under her command.

Just when the atmosphere was at a stalemate, the sound of hurried horse hooves came from afar.

The Knights Guild came in full force, and the leader was Odom.

This powerful man who once fought alongside Robin now looked at Robin with a complex mixture of envy and unwillingness in his eyes.

He once stood at the pinnacle of legend, touched the threshold of order, and was regarded as the most promising genius in the Western Territory.

However, after several years, he is still stuck at the peak of legend, while Robin has become a true Knight of Order.

Following behind Odom was Elina. She looked at the crowd and sneered mercilessly, "Mrs. Eshar is already old, and she still wants to be with young people." Then, she put on a sweet smile and saluted respectfully to Viscount Wilk, "Uncle Wilk, I'm here to see you."

Her eyes inadvertently swept over Robin, and a hint of excitement flashed in her eyes.

When Viscount Wilk saw Elina, his eyes lit up instantly, like two flames ignited in the cold night. He subconsciously straightened his somewhat messy collar, a rare smile spread across his face, and his voice softened unconsciously: "It's Elina, come here quickly."

In the past few years, Elena often came to the Viscount's Mansion, accompanied the lady in embroidery and chatting, and learned swordsmanship with Robin. The couple had already silently recognized her as their future daughter-in-law. Seeing her arrival, they were filled with intimacy and joy for the younger generation.

Elina saluted gracefully, the knight badge on her waist gleaming with a cold silver light in the candlelight.

Viscount Wilke was about to ask about her purpose when she raised her hand and flicked it open. A scroll of gilded marriage certificates glittered, the Knights Guild's iconic sword and shield emblem gleaming at the end. "Uncle Wilke, I'm here on the orders of the Guild Master. The Knights Guild is willing to send troops to assist His Excellency the Viscount in defending the city, on the condition that I marry Allen."

The air suddenly solidified.

The wand in Feng Ling's hand fell to the ground with a clang.

Odom watched all this calmly. This was his purpose this time.

"The Knights Guild, are you kidding?" Viscount Wilk's knuckles dug into the carved armrest. "Lady Eshar has just proposed a marriage, and the Knights Guild is already following suit. What exactly do you want?"

The old nobleman's turbid pupils contracted violently, and his gaze flickered back and forth between Elena and Feng Ling, as if he wanted to see through the conspiracy behind this farce.

"Uncle Wilk, you might not know this." Elina took off her knight's helmet, her waist-length silver hair cascading down like a waterfall, her azure eyes gleaming with a stubborn light. "Alan is now a Knight of Order!"

The air froze instantly. Viscount Wilk's body trembled violently. He staggered and grasped the edge of the table, a sob of disbelief choking his throat. "This is impossible. The Wilk family has been passed down for seven hundred years, and even the Wolft family at its peak has never been born." "So he can't become a victim of a political marriage!" Elina slammed the gilded marriage certificate on the table. The sword and shield emblem shone coldly in the candlelight. "The Knights Guild is willing to use twelve magic workshops as a betrothal gift, and the glory of the entire Western Territory as a guarantee!" She suddenly approached Robin, her silver hair flying as her sword-like eyebrows raised. "Or are you afraid? Afraid that if you marry me, you won't be able to shed blood on the battlefield?"

Robin was completely confused. This was the first time in his two lifetimes that he was being fought over by a woman.

"I..." His Adam's apple rolled, and the words were tangled up in his chaotic thoughts when they reached his lips.

The Dragon Slaying Spear felt slightly hot in his palm, as if mocking his current helplessness.

The flickering runes on the wind chime wand reflected her flushed cheeks. Elina's provocative gaze was as bright as fire, and her father's shocked expression and the faint sound of war drums in the distance intertwined, making his temples throb.

Viscount Wilk coughed violently, reaching out to hold onto the edge of the table to steady himself. A storm of anxiety surged in his cloudy eyes. "When did you achieve the breakthrough?"

The old nobleman's voice was trembling and out of tune, as if all his strength had suddenly been drained away.

Elena didn't give him a chance to breathe. She flicked her silver hair and pushed the marriage certificate in front of him: "Why are you hesitating? Do you really want to be tied up by that old woman?" Her voice was full of the unique boldness of a knight, but it could not hide a trace of imperceptible nervousness.

Feng Ling bit her lip, her wand drew a hesitant arc in the air, and Fu Wenhua made a tiny stream of light: "Perhaps, we can make a long-term plan."

Robin felt like his head was about to explode. His memories from two lifetimes had never taught him how to deal with such a situation.

He subconsciously tightened his grip on the Dragon Slaying Spear. The dragon scale pattern on the spear resonated with the pattern on his neck, causing him to shudder.

"Repel the enemy first!" He almost shouted this sentence, and when he turned and rushed to the top of the city wall, he heard Elina's laughter and Feng Ling's worried cry behind him, mixed with his father's complicated sigh, and exploded into a hot mess behind him.

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Deep within the imperial city, in a secret room draped in thick scarlet curtains, Ray Barton was plotting all this. He paced back and forth before the vast imperial sand table, a fist-sized ruby ​​gleaming faintly on the tip of the scepter in his hand.

With a faint sneer on his lips, he was thinking about how to take advantage of the plight of the nobles in the central province to achieve his own goals.

Several months ago, Ray Barton began secretly sending his confidants to the central provinces to secretly contact those nobles who were in desperate situations.

He knew very well that these nobles were eager for land and wealth. With just a little incitement, they would pounce on their prey like hungry wolves.

He promised these nobles that as long as they obeyed his orders and participated in the plan of westward expansion, if successful, they would obtain fertile land several times larger than their current territory, as well as supreme glory and wealth.

Not only that, Ray Barton also personally stepped in to win over several influential nobles in the central province and formed a secret alliance with them.

At the lavish banquet, Ray Barton raised his glass and passionately described the bright prospects of westward expansion: "Everyone, the current turmoil in the Western Territory is a great opportunity for us to expand! The land there is vast and the resources are rich, but the local nobles are weak and incompetent. As long as we work together, we can take the Western Territory into our possession, and then we will all become the richest people in the empire!"

(End of this chapter)