"Stop!" With a loud cry, a figure appeared, followed by a mountain of pressure. Neither the intermediate knight Lord Marshall nor the thirty junior warriors could attack anymore. He stood there bitterly, desperately resisting the pressure from the sky.
"Knight Commander!" Abel's eyes flashed. These pressures were of no use to him, either physically or mentally. Although he could not exert pressure, his mental power far exceeded that of the Knight Commander opposite. These pressures were of no use to him. It just makes the already active mental power more active.
Just when the knight commander was very satisfied with the situation being easily controlled by his arrival, he felt a huge sound of wind above his head. Before his spiritual sense had time to react, a knight's gun had already reached the top of his head.
"Ah!" shouted, and the white fighting spirit formed an armor made of fighting spirit outside the knight commander's body.
"Cang!" The knight's gun met the fighting spirit armor. The fighting spirit armor was scattered, but the huge power of the knight's gun was also offset. Then the magic effect on the knight's gun was activated, and the "4#Nef" rune The effect of repelling the enemy caused the knight commander to be directly knocked back ten meters, and his defense was wide open.
Abel did not stop, and he could not give the knight commander a chance to counterattack at this time. When the knight commander followed, the second blow of the knight's gun came again.
The knight commander still didn't have time to resist, so he could only use his fighting spirit armor to resist Abel's attack. But then the fighting spirit armor broke, the magic effect of the knight's gun was activated, and the knight commander was knocked back ten meters.
The noise here has alarmed all the nobles on the Triumph Avenue, and the nobles who knew the cause of the matter before have begun to talk about the tyranny of the royal cavalry and the trampling of the rights of the nobles. The family members of two war-meritorious lords were actually killed by the royal family on the Triumph Avenue where the nobles gathered. The news of the cavalry siege brought the secret struggle between the royal family and the nobles for many years to the surface at this moment, and the nobles who had been suppressed many times began to explode.
At first, several knight nobles joined the battle formation behind Abel, and then knights continued to join, and more nobles sent their own knights to join the battle formation.
The knight commander had been attacked three times by Abel at this time, and the muscles and bones all over his body began to hurt violently, and the muscles were numb. The knight commander knew that if there were a few more attacks like this, his life would be over.
"Stop!" The air in front of Abel seemed to be torn apart. An ordinary old man appeared in front of Abel and raised his hand to block Abel's attack. It seemed that he was driven by Abel's immense power. The knight's gun was like a child's toy in his hand.
"Grand Knight Captain Hoover!" someone exclaimed, and almost everyone stopped.
Abel had heard of the legendary Grand Knight Hoover. He was the most powerful knight in the Principality of Kamai and the guardian knight of the principality.
"Kid, you are unparalleled in strength. You should be the pride of the principality, not its enemy." Grand Knight Captain Hoover's voice was calm, and his eyes seemed to be able to see through everything.
Grand Knight Hoover turned to look at all the nobles present and said: "This time the royal family did what they did. I will come forward to find the original culprit. No matter which prince he is, he will pay the price!"
"As for you, little friend, Master Hoover of the Blacksmith Guild would like to say hello to you!" Grand Knight Hoover bowed and saluted Abel.
"You are also a master blacksmith!" Abel quickly returned the greeting and continued: "Master Abel of the Blacksmith Guild greets you!"
"Haha, I have long heard that the Principality of Kamai has a master blacksmith who is most likely to become a master. I definitely want to meet you, but you know, I have some insecurities and cannot leave this city." Great Knight Hoover Chang's voice was still very calm, and his conversation with Abel was as cordial as a friend.
"From now on, you will be protected by me and the Blacksmith Guild in this city, and no one will dare to disturb you again!" Knight Commander Hoover promised with a smile. Then, the figure disappeared, and Knight Commander Hoover just talked to him. The knight captain disappeared in front of Abel.
"What did Grand Knight Hoover just say to you?" Lord Marshall stepped forward curiously and asked.
"Didn't you hear?" Abel remembered that Lord Marshall had just been standing next to him, so how could he not hear what Grand Knight Commander Hoover said.
"I only see your mouths moving, but I can't hear what you are saying." Lord Marshall said.
Abel couldn't help but marvel at the strength of Grand Knight Commander Hoover. This method of isolating sounds and the way he suddenly appeared and disappeared just now was amazing.
"I just saw the knight commander appear, so I quickly contacted my friend, but he may have to make his trip in vain." Lord Marshall said softly, and as he spoke, he put down a cracked sign in his hand. Into the arms.
The nobles began to disperse after receiving the assurance from Grand Knight Captain Hoover. Abel also took off his equipment. Covered in blood, he was about to return to the courtyard to clean up. At this time, he saw a man wearing a A young man in a cloth robe appeared in front of Abel.
"Marshall, are you alive? Am I too late?" The young man smiled at Lord Marshall.
"My god, Sam, it's you. Why are you still so young?" Lord Marshall stepped forward and hugged the visitor.
The young man named Sam laughed and said, "As you know, this is the only benefit of my hard work every day."
"What's going on, are you calling me here in such a hurry?" Sam looked around at the golden armored cavalry who were evacuating the battlefield, and said with a smile: "It can be seen that this is a big battle."
"A knight commander showed up just now. I was afraid that I couldn't stand it, so I asked you to help." Lord Marshall said.
"You are so lucky. I have rarely seen the Knight Commander in Gamba City for so many years. Where are the others?" Sam was not surprised by the Knight Commander and just laughed and teased his old friend.
"Took away by Grand Knight Hoover." Lord Marshall said, pointing in the direction where Grand Knight Hoover left.
"Grand Knight Captain Hoover? It seems that some member of the royal family is going to be unlucky. These guys want to cause trouble all day long." Sam said easily.
"Abel, come here. This is my adopted son Abel. I plan to bring him here to take the wizard examination next year. I will ask you to be the middleman." Lord Marshall pulled Abel over and introduced him.
Abel looked at the young man in front of him with some surprise. This was Lord Marshall's wizard friend. His appearance was very different from Lord Marshall. The middle-aged Lord Marshall and Sam stood together like It’s the same for both generations.
"You... you... hello!" Abel said nervously.
"You're welcome, please call me Uncle Sam." Wizard Sam said with a smile, then turned to look at Lord Marshall and said with some doubts: "Why do you have to wait until the year after next to take the assessment?"
"He is only 13 years old this year. He will wait until he is 15 to take the wizard assessment!" Lord Marshall said.
Abel watched the conversation between the two about becoming a wizard very nervously.
"With such a strong body, why wait until the age of 15? The 15-year-old requirement is only for ordinary weak noble children. With such a strong body, you can take the assessment at any time." Wizard Sam looked nervous with some amusement. Abel said with a smile.
"Can I take the assessment now?" Abel asked excitedly.
"Not now, but if you are willing, you can follow me and become a wizard apprentice first. When my teacher is free, you will find an opportunity to take the assessment!" Wizard Sam invited with a smile.
"Of course I am willing, I am willing to become a wizard apprentice!" Abel said hurriedly without even thinking about it.
Lord Marshall didn't quite understand Abel's thoughts. This child had set his goal to become a wizard a long time ago, completely ignoring his powerful knight talent and noble status as a master blacksmith. However, since Abel insisted on such a request, Lord Marshall decided We must help him realize this wish.
"Sam, Abel is my adopted son and the closest person to me. Please treat him well!" Lord Marshall saluted the wizard Sam seriously.
"What are you doing? Abel is my nephew, that is, my relative. I will treat him like a relative. Don't worry." Feeling Lord Marshall's sincerity, Wizard Sam said with certainty.