Become a knight starting with synthesized entries.

Knights in this world are divided into knight apprentices, trainee knights, iron knights, Silver knights, and gold knights.

Above the Gold rank, one becomes a Master Knight.

Above the Grandmaster is the strongest Knight King, and the strongest knight right now is His Majesty the King of the Kingdom of Vanli, who is also the only Knight King.

Luo An already knew all this from his adoptive mother, Yunina. He simply answered truthfully.

Levi nodded. "That's right. Let me ask you a question: breathing techniques aren't only for knights, so why do all the extraordinary ranks have the same suffix, 'Knight'?"

Luo An was taken aback; he hadn't thought about that question before.

Levi's didn't make things difficult for Roan.

"Because power must be wielded by those of noble character."

He looked somewhat serious.

"Luo An, do you know what it is about you that I like? It's your heart."

Strength can be learned, but a kind heart is difficult to acquire through learning.

A true knight should have a kind heart.

I not only require you to possess the strength of a knight, but also to uphold the spirit of a knight.

These are: humility, honesty, compassion, courage, justice, sacrifice, honor, and spirit.

"I hope you understand the meaning of these eight words and abide by them."

Even if Levi didn't say anything, Roan would have done it.

This is also what Yunina hopes for.

"But what if I can't do it, Your Excellency?" Luo An asked earnestly.

Levi's words did not anger or disappoint him.

"Don't worry. I can't do it either. Nobody can."

But it still has to be done.

Levi sensed the serious atmosphere and suddenly smiled.

"I'm sorry, it's a bit early for you to say this. After all, you're still a militia member."

Although Roan's title is knight's squire, strictly speaking, a knight's squire is not a class, but rather a servant who serves a knight.

Luo An's identity is that of a militia member.

Although the militia were not a class of people, but rather peasants.

However, once Luo An learns basic breathing techniques, it's only a matter of time before he leaves the militia.

At Luo An's current level, he can maintain basic breathing for five minutes.

To reach the level of a knight's apprentice, one needs to maintain basic breathing for at least three hours, or half a day.

For Luo An, who could only maintain the breathing technique for five minutes, this was another long distance.

"Go train first. I reckon that with your talent, you'll be at the beginner level of a knight in less than a year. Only then can I truly teach you swordsmanship," Levi comforted him.

"No need to rush. Learning sword techniques now would put too much strain on your body. First, master the simplest slashing and cutting techniques."

Levi doesn't intend to teach swordsmanship until Roan's frail body has regained its strength.

For now, I should focus on physical training...

We arrived at the training ground.

The militiamen sat under the tree to enjoy the shade.

Even the arrival of Levi's didn't make them budge.

"A bunch of useless idiots. They're exhausted after just one hour of training," Levi cursed.

The militiamen wore long faces. One of the tall, thin militiamen chuckled.

"My lord, please don't say that. With the great lord and you here in Aisen, what could possibly happen? Nothing has happened in decades."

"Hmph. Dugan, stop flattering me."

Levi ignored the militiamen's flattery. He turned and patted Roan on the shoulder.

"From today onwards, you will train with them until you can carry an iron stake and run without using breathing techniques. This means that your physical fitness and breathing techniques have reached the level of an apprentice knight."

Only then can I consider awarding you a medal and officially making you a knight.

"Yes, Mr. Levi."

"Lord Reeves," Dugan shouted, "are you showing favoritism towards the newcomer?"

This remark drew laughter from the militiamen.

Levitt was momentarily embarrassed. He glared at Dugan.

"What are you talking about! Did I say you weren't allowed to train?! All of you, stand up and learn from Luo An."

The sixteen militiamen stood up reluctantly.

They should have rested, but Roan's arrival provoked Levi. The militiamen didn't dare to be angry with Levi, so they just rolled their eyes at Roan and ran off sparsely carrying the wooden stakes.

Levi whispered to Roan again:

"Don't mind them, they're not knights, just militia."

In this world, just having enough to eat is a blessing. They have a whole family to support.

"Anyway, it's just a few copper coins. As long as they complete the patrol mission, the lord won't say anything."

Levi's voice betrayed a sense of helplessness. He seemed to have forgotten that he was a high-ranking Black Iron Knight.

Luo An didn't think that much about it.

This isn't the first time I've seen this scene.

Mr. Levi was undoubtedly a kind knight.

If it weren't for his permission, Luo An wouldn't even be qualified to learn basic breathing techniques.

He shook his head to indicate that he was alright.

Luo An looked at the huge iron stake that was almost sunk into the ground not far away.

I estimate it weighs over 500 pounds.

Judging by its weight alone, even three or four strong men probably couldn't lift it.

Without using breathing techniques, he lifted the wooden stake and ran wildly, not knowing when it would end.

Knowing what Roan was thinking, Levi said:

"No need to rush, just keep practicing your breathing technique. Practicing breathing techniques can also improve your physical condition. Be patient."

Luo An nodded, went to the wooden stake, and tried to lift the iron stake. Even with his breathing technique, he could only barely lift a corner of it.

"Hey, Roan. You've got the wrong one, you've got a log." Dugan grinned at Roan.

"Stop showing off. Carry the logs."

Luo An had no choice but to give up and turned around to carry the militia's training stakes.

The training stakes weigh only 200 pounds, which is just the right weight to lift with some effort.

Luo An picked up the wooden stake and, with Levi's guidance, found the trick and precautions. He then ran around the training field in rhythm with his breathing.

After running ten laps, just as he was about to begin practicing his swordsmanship, a soldier hurriedly ran to Levi and whispered something in his ear.

Levi's expression turned serious as he turned and gave the order:

"There are some matters to attend to in the territory. You all continue training. Roan, just keep training. If you don't understand anything, ask the militia."

You all have to help Luo An too, do you hear me!

"Yes!" the militiamen replied in unison.

Levi's eyes held a hint of apology as he looked at Roan.

Even though Luo An was his attendant, he abandoned him.

Luo An returned the gaze, indicating that nothing was wrong.

Roan knew that helping train the militia was just a side job for Levi.

His real job was to guard the lord's land.

Levi quickly left.

At that moment, a golden light suddenly flashed in Luo An's eyes.

The "Monkey Typewriter" signal has been activated.

Robbers, beasts, cultists lurk in the shadows.

Luo An was not surprised. Every year during the harvest season, many people would use various methods to prepare food for the winter.

The simplest and most brutal approach is plunder.

That's true for small villages.

No bandit would be foolish enough to plunder Lorton Town, which lies beneath the feet of Lord Lorton.

But the sudden activation of the "monkey typewriter" is clearly related to Mr. Levi's departure.

The information provided by the "Monkey Typewriter" was too fragmented.

Luo An didn't know the reason, nor could he guess.

"Let's continue training."

Levi's departure did not make Roan relax; turning around, he saw the militiamen already lying in the shade of the trees.

Dugan called out to Roan, "Roan, stop pretending. Mr. Reeves won't be back until the bonfire celebration. You should rest too."

Luo An frowned slightly. He knew that Dugan's words had a hidden meaning.

But Luo An didn't mind: "A bonfire party?"

Dugan yawned:

"Yes. It's a bonfire party to celebrate the harvest season. Lots of country bumpkins and travelers will come. Don't worry, it's very safe."