Become a knight starting with synthesized entries.

As dawn broke, Luo An arrived at the training ground.

Unexpectedly, the militiamen arrived early as well.

"Why so early? Perfect timing, I needed your help."

Luo An greeted the militiamen, though he didn't expect a response.

The militiamen nodded, exchanged a glance, and parted ways in tacit agreement.

Jalley approached Roan, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Short."

"I've also learned the basic breathing techniques."

Luo An was delighted to hear this, as the increased strength of the militia was a good thing for the defense work.

"Congratulations, Mr. Jalley," Roan said sincerely.

"His Excellency Levi will be very pleased to hear this news."

Luo An has also mastered the basic breathing technique, and is only 60% away from becoming an apprentice knight.

Before Jalley could speak, Roan quickly changed the subject.

"Oh, right. I have something to say."

A gang of bandits may have invaded the town, and I need your help—

As Roan had expected, not only Jalli, but all the militiamen were sitting lazily on the grass and wooden stakes.

Even Mr. Levi couldn't persuade them.

Not to mention Luo An, who is just like them.

"Luo An, stop talking about bandits," Dugan whistled.

"Lorton Town is under the jurisdiction of Viscount Lorton, so everything will be fine, right?"

"Even if something happens, we're just militia. We'll do as much as we're paid for. As for the dangerous work, let others do it."

"Is that so?" Roan looked directly at Dugan and smiled slightly.

"Mr. Dugan, how did you come to the militia?"

"Do you know Lord Lorton?"

Dugan looked around and saw that Luo An was talking to him.

He didn't understand what Luo An meant. He shook his head. "No."

"Is it related to Mr. Levi? Or some other adult?"

"No, what's wrong?"

"Oh?" Luo An's smile deepened.

"Did they bribe their way in through the back door?"

Dugan's expression changed slightly: "You, you're talking nonsense?!"

Luo An finally breathed a sigh of relief and punched Dugan to the ground.

The sudden commotion startled the militiamen, who jumped up and stared at Luo An in astonishment.

Until Dugan spat out two broken teeth and writhed and howled in the mud.

"You—you dare hit me?!"

"Even Lord Levi couldn't beat me?! Charge! Let's go!"

The militiamen were all stunned and stood there.

What a joke! Luo An is someone who can lift two wooden stakes, and his breathing technique is at least four or five times better than theirs.

It would be fine if they all attacked together, but even three or four people might not be able to stop Luo An.

Not to mention swinging his fist at Luo An.

Luo An remained expressionless, letting Dugan wail on the ground.

It was as if everything that had just happened had nothing to do with Luo An.

Seeing that his usual friends didn't dare to speak, Dugan hurriedly got up, leaned against a tree, and shouted:

"I'm going to tell Lord Levi! I'll tell the lord!"

Before he finished speaking, Luo An stepped forward and calmly looked at Dugan.

Before Dugan could speak, Roan punched the tree behind him hard, sending splinters flying. The blow stung Dugan's face.

Dugan was trembling and unable to speak.

Luo An slowly moved his fist away.

There were deep fist marks on the tree.

"Mr. Levi will be back in a week. As for the lord, if you can find him, then do as you please."

The scene fell silent for a moment.

Luo An continued speaking.

"I know what you're thinking, and I don't want to force you to take risks. Just keep patrolling for the next few days. If anything happens, just shout loudly."

As he said this, Luo An's eyes turned somewhat serious.

Even after becoming a knight's squire, Roan always remained friendly to them.

This led them to mistakenly believe that Roan, like Mr. Levi, was a nice guy.

But for some reason, Luo An suddenly became a different person.

It was as if anyone who opened their mouth would be met with a punch from Luo An's fist.

The militiamen swallowed hard, their eyes all falling on Jiali.

Of them, only Jalli and Roan had learned the basic breathing techniques.

The militiamen looked at Jalli as if he were their savior.

Jalley snorted and stepped forward. He had wanted to do this for a long time.

He trained several times harder than usual and finally mastered the breathing technique.

Luo An, however, remained the same short man.

The balance of power between the two has completely shifted.

"Shorty, they may be afraid of you, but I'm not."

"That's right!" Dugan covered his mouth and waved his fist.

"Jary! Teach him a lesson!"

"Hehe," Jalley cheered, clapping his wooden sword on his shoulder.

"Hey shorty, don't think I'm still the same Jerry I was two weeks ago. You and I have both learned basic breathing, and I'm much better than you now."

Luo An sighed. If he could, he really didn't want Jally to get hurt.

But in order to have more manpower, we had no choice but to make things difficult for Jali.

"Then let's go."

Luo An looked up. He realized that his basic breathing technique had reached 300%, but it was still just basic breathing.

Defeating Jalli without injuring him is still quite difficult.

However, Roan didn't mind letting Jally lie down for a few days.

Or perhaps they killed Jalley.

A hint of killing intent flashed in Luo An's eyes for a moment, then vanished instantly.

He is a knight; he cannot kill indiscriminately.

Jali, who had been grinning maliciously, stopped swinging his wooden sword as if stung by a bee.

Roan's gaze made Jali very uncomfortable, reminding him of their first match.

"Jarley! What are you doing! Attack me!" Dugan waved his fist, wishing he could fight for Jarley.

"Shut up?!" Jally turned around and cursed, instinctively reaching for his back.

It's sweat.

"What, aren't you going to make a move?" Luo An didn't even pick up a weapon.

"..."

Jali lowered his longsword and turned around. He grinned at the astonished militiamen.

"I think... Roan is right."

Whoosh--

The militiamen gaped in disbelief. Was this really the same Jalli?

Even Luo An was taken aback for a moment. Then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Jiali! You coward!" Dugan covered his face, opening his mouth to curse, but was glared back by Jiali.

"Do you want to eat my fist?"

He dared not raise his voice to Roan Jalli, but he would show no mercy to Dugan.

"Alright, alright. We're all on the same side, let's not hurt our feelings." Luo An gave Dugan an apologetic look.

"I'm sorry, I accidentally hurt you."

Dugan gritted his teeth, but dared not utter a sound.

This cunning Easterner threw a punch without even a word.

This cowardly Jalley is completely useless!

If I had known, I would have listened to Luo An.

Dugan lowered his head, on the verge of tears.

Luo An completely ignored Dugan and spoke directly.

"Now, let's get down to business."

The militiamen all stared at Luo An, their faces serious and focused.

Just kidding, Luo An's left fist is fast and his right fist is fierce, they don't want to take a punch.

Luo An nodded in satisfaction.

"It's actually quite simple. I just ask everyone to remain vigilant from today until the period leading up to the celebration, and to continue patrolling as usual."

"By the way, stay in pairs, stay alert, and report to me if anything happens."

"I know you don't want to do it, and your families are in town too. Even for your families' sake, please consider my suggestion," Luo An said sincerely.