Being a knight is not easy

Chapter 46 Something is wrong

At the same time, in the quiet yet depressing study of the lord's castle, Lord Blot was also furious, roaring loudly to the void: "Valentin, this lord and you will never coexist!" His face flushed red, his eyes were bloodshot, and his usual majesty had been completely replaced by anger.

The study was in a mess, with documents that he had swept to the ground in anger scattered all over the floor, as if telling of the lord's madness and helplessness at the moment.

The death of Grand Knight Damia not only meant the loss of a capable assistant, but also put his position in the territory in jeopardy. How could he not grit his teeth in hatred?

Even if the Great Knight Damia is to die, he must do it personally.

Then, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in Lord Blot's eyes, as if he had made some kind of decisive decision.

Once Great Knight Damia died, he realized he didn't have many options left and whispered to himself, "This is the only way."

The voice carried a hint of helplessness, yet revealed a determination to go all out.

Although his heart was filled with the flames of revenge and anxiety about the future, Lord Blot still forced himself to hold a grand funeral for the Great Knight Damia and other knights who fell in this incident.

The atmosphere at the funeral was solemn and dignified, and the gloomy sky seemed to be mourning for these deceased warriors.

A temporary mourning hall was set up in the square of the military camp, and the black curtains fluttered in the wind, making rustling sounds.

The bodies of Grand Knight Commander Damia and other knights were neatly placed in coffins, surrounded by flowers.

Lord Blot was dressed in black mourning clothes, his face was haggard, and his eyes were filled with endless sadness and anger.

He walked slowly to the coffin, saluted with his hands on his chest, and paid the highest respect to these warriors who gave their lives for the territory.

The knights and soldiers who came to attend the funeral lined up neatly in the square, each of their faces filled with grief.

Eric stood in the middle of the team, his fists clenched, the fire of revenge burning in his eyes.

He looked at the coffin of Grand Knight Damia and secretly swore in his heart that those who killed them would pay the price.

Halfway through the funeral, a drizzle began to fall from the sky, as if it was tears shed by God for these heroes.

Lord Brot stood up, looked around, and said in a heavy and firm voice: "Grand Knight Damia and all the knights have sacrificed their precious lives for our territory and our people. Their heroic deeds will be forever engraved in our hearts. We will not forget their sacrifice, and we will make those murderers pay with blood!"

As Lord Blot finished speaking, a cry of grief and indignation rang out in the square: "Blood debt must be paid with blood! Blood debt must be paid with blood!"

The sound resounded through the sky, as if to break through the oppressive haze and let the entire city of Winston feel their determination for revenge.

The day after the funeral, the night was as dark as ink, quietly covering the city of Winston.

Lord Blot secretly summoned many knights in a secret room deep in the castle.

Although this matter was extremely secretive, it did not escape the eyes of those who were interested.

Ever since Raymond told Tulong that there was something fishy about his breathing technique, Robin immediately realized the seriousness of the situation.

As he quietly observed the summoned knights, his heart sank when he discovered they were all practicing Earth Dragon Breathing. This discovery, like a huge rock, weighed heavily on Robin's heart, leaving him feeling a surge of unease.

There must be something wrong with the Earth Dragon Breathing Technique. Gathering knights who practice the same technique on such a large scale is definitely not an ordinary move.

There must be some ulterior motive behind this, and this plan will definitely bring huge harm to the knight who practices the Earth Dragon Breathing Technique, otherwise it would not be hidden like this.

After Robin thought for a moment, he immediately found Knight Malizzi.

Knight Malizzi holds a high status in the territory. Not only does he practice the Earth Dragon Breathing Technique, he is now one of only three late-stage knights besides the lord in the territory.

Robin hurried to Knight Malizzi's barracks. Seeing no one around, he unburdened himself with his findings and concerns. "Knight Malizzi, I've discovered that all the knights the lord secretly summoned are practicing Earth Dragon Breathing. This seems strange, and I'm worried there might be serious trouble."

Knight Malizzi's previously calm expression suddenly turned serious upon hearing Robin's words. His brow furrowed, lost in thought. After a moment, he slowly said, "Are you sure you're not mistaken? If so, then things are getting complicated."

Knight Malizzi had long heard from Grand Knight Damia that the Earth Dragon Breathing Technique had some hidden concerns, but even the Grand Knight Commander couldn't explain them. However, the Lord's unusual behavior at this moment indicated that he was likely plotting a major conspiracy.

"Don't tell anyone about this. I will take care of it personally." Knight Malizzi had just finished instructing Robin when he heard someone knocking on the door.

"Knight Malizzi! The lord is summoning you and Knight Fitz." The clear voice of the messenger came from outside the door.

Knight Malizzi's eyes suddenly glared, realizing that things might be imminent. He quickly patted Robin on the shoulder and said solemnly, "Be careful during this time and conceal your cultivation."

Obviously, with Knight Malizzi's keen eyesight, he had already seen that Robin had broken through to the knight level.

After all, Robin's talent is superior to Eric's. Now that Eric has successfully broken through, there is no reason for Robin to stay where he is.

Robin nodded in understanding.

Late at night, when everything was quiet, Robin was immersed in practice, having just completed a week of breathing exercises.

Suddenly, a loud noise like thunder came from the direction of the lord's castle, instantly breaking the tranquility of the night. The entire military camp was startled by the sudden movement.

Robin's heart tightened, realizing something was amiss. Without hesitation, he reached for the meticulously crafted pulley compound bow beside the bed and quickly loaded it into its custom-made quiver.

Then, he firmly fixed two bundles of armor-piercing arrows on both sides of the quiver to ensure that they could be used at any time during battle.

Then, he pulled out the Damascus steel Tang sword from the bedside, which he had spent a lot of time and effort to carefully forge. The sword flashed coldly under the dim light.

Robin tied it horizontally behind his waist, reached for the helmet and put it on steadily.

Everything was ready, and he immediately followed the main force and rushed towards the castle to provide reinforcements.

When they arrived at the lord's castle, they saw that the castle gate was already open and the atmosphere was as tense as a taut bowstring.

Knight Malizzi was fighting alone to break out of the castle. His armor was torn in many places, and blood oozed from the wounds, staining part of his clothes red.

(End of this chapter)