In the superior guest room of the Cozmo Hotel, the largest hotel in Harvest City, Prince Wyatt was sitting on a stool with a gloomy expression. The coffee in front of him was already cold.
"Your Highness, don't get so angry." Senior knight guard Alsop carefully comforted Prince Wyatt. He and three other senior knights also attended yesterday's dinner, but because they were not nobles, they could only Ability to dine elsewhere with the rest of the entourage.
"A group of country bumpkins actually laughed at the descendants of the Royal George family. They have forgotten who is the master of this country." Prince Wyatt's suppressed anger during the banquet was ignited by the comforting voice of Knight Alsop.
Thinking of the sarcastic looks of the Harvest City nobles, the intentional provocation of the city owner, Viscount Dickens, and Abel's attitude of ignoring his identity, Prince Wyatt, who had grown up with countless people's flattery, was extremely angry. He didn't care about the nobles. He was sarcastic and could tolerate Viscount Dickens's provocation, but he was most concerned about the indifferent attitude towards him from Abel, who had just turned 13 years old.
"Alsop, what if I kill Abel?" Knight Alsop was Prince Wyatt's confidant, so Prince Wyatt directly expressed his thoughts.
Prince Wyatt's idea surprised Knight Alsop, and he quickly advised: "Your Highness, Abel must not move, otherwise it will trigger massive revenge from the Blacksmiths Guild."
"I will feel uneasy if I don't say this!" Prince Wyatt looked at Knight Alsop across from him viciously, and then said: "Abel can't be killed, but what about Marshall?"
"Your Highness, the Blacksmith Guild will not be angry with you because of a Lord. Besides, Marshall was only attacked by thieves and has nothing to do with us." Knight Alsop lowered his body humbly and said softly.
"I leave this matter to you!" Prince Wyatt said bitterly.
Knight Alsop looked at Prince Wyatt with some embarrassment. He went to attack an intermediate knight alone. Although he was a senior knight, he was not sure that he would be able to capture an intermediate knight. Defeating and killing the opponent was the key. different. If Marshall is allowed to run away, it will be difficult to attack and kill him in the future.
Unlike Knight Alsop who closely follows Prince Wyatt, the other three senior knights belong to the Kingdom's National Guard and only perform the duty of protecting Prince Wyatt. If they are asked to attack a noble, it is completely inappropriate. Very possible.
Seeing Knight Alsop's troubled expression, Prince Wyatt snorted coldly: "Take 1,000 gold coins and see who of the three of them is willing to go with you. You bring the magic sword and let Abel's adoptive father Died by the sword he made with his own hands."
"That's no problem. 1,000 gold coins is enough to impress those greedy guys." Knight Alsop said with a relaxed expression.
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The dinner at Harry's Castle was over, but Lord Marshall couldn't stop. He was going to visit his old friends in Harvest City and exchange knight skills with some knights. Almost everyone in the castle knew the reason.
In the morning, Lord Marshall set off to Harvest City in an ox cart. Recently, he fell in love with riding in a cart. The two blazing bulls were already very exciting, but compared to the feeling of sitting in the cart, the blazing bulls were no longer important.
The sun was a bit fierce. Lord Marshall turned the cold wind to the sixth gear, squinting his eyes lightly and enjoying the rare coolness in summer. It would be perfect if he had a glass of red wine. He wanted to ask someone to add a wine cabinet as soon as he returned to the castle.
"Sir, there is someone blocking the road ahead!" came the driver's trembling voice, and the bullock cart slowly stopped.
Lord Marshall, who was enjoying himself, was startled. He remembered Abel's warning and couldn't help but pull out the magic sword with a repulsive effect and take it in his hand. He grabbed the shield with his other hand and stepped out of the car.
Knight Alsop originally wanted to attack the unprepared Lord Marshall directly, but the senior knight who came with him disagreed. As a knight of the Kingdom's National Guard, he abides by the knight's code and will not attack an unprepared enemy. Knight Alsop had no choice but to block the carriage's path and conduct a frontal attack.
"The senior knights beside Prince Wyatt?" Lord Marshall recognized the two knights on the opposite side. When welcoming Prince Wyatt, they were two of the four knights who belonged to Prince Wyatt's escort.
"I give you a fair duel opportunity, and I am ordered to take your life!" Knight Alsop held his sword with one hand, drew an arc in the air, put the sword at his side, and made a knight's hand salute.
"Fair enough, you have tarnished the dignity of knights!" Lord Marshall looked at the two senior knights riding on the horse, his face full of ridicule.
Knight Alsop believed that Lord Marshall was just an intermediate knight and it would be easy to defeat him, but they had to prevent him from escaping, so neither of their two senior knights dismounted.
Although the coachman was frightened at this time, he also understood that he would survive only after Lord Marshall defeated his opponent. If Lord Marshall failed, the other party would never let him, a little person, have the opportunity to go back and report the news, so the coachman did this He said nothing for fear of disturbing Lord Marshall.
Knight Alsop squeezed the horse's belly with his legs, and the horse neighed, kicked the ground with its strong four legs, and accelerated suddenly.
Knight Alsop on the horse also shouted loudly, his fighting spirit flashed on his body, and then the sword in his hand was also wrapped in fighting spirit, and he started to slash down five meters away from Lord Marshall. The power added by the fighting spirit and the impact of the war horse have an indomitable momentum.
"Defense!" Lord Marshall roared, trusting Abel and trusting his magic shield for his safety. The standard knight defense action has been used tens of millions of times, and he has resisted enemy attacks countless times on the battlefield. , this defensive action that goes deep into the bone marrow, with the roar of Lord Marshall, the magic shield of his left hand moves forward, the body leans forward, the front legs are bent, the hind legs are straightened, and as the impact of Knight Alsop approaches from the opposite side, he is ready to resist attack.
With a "clang" sound, Knight Alsop's sword had already struck Lord Marshall's shield. According to his estimation, the power of this sword should be able to split Lord Marshall's defense, followed by a violent storm of speed. Attack resolves combat.
Lord Marshall knew very well how powerful the senior knight's charge and grudge attack was, so he almost used all his strength in defensive actions. But what he didn't expect was that when the opponent's sword hit the magic shield, he almost I can't feel how much power is loaded into the hand holding the shield.
Blocked, Knight Alsop crossed paths with Lord Marshall as the horse charged. He looked at the motionless Lord Marshall in surprise. In his hand was the magic sword forged by Abel. The magic sword worth 50,000 gold coins was exchanged from the yard on Triumph Avenue in Gangcheng. However, this magic sword did not repel an intermediate knight. At this time, he had begun to doubt whether the sword in his hand was a fake. .
Knight Alsop was a little dazed, but Lord Marshall was not. Having experienced war, he could seize every opportunity to deal a fatal blow to the enemy. Failure to concentrate during the battle was an act of courting death.
Lord Marshall's fighting spirit flashed, and he turned around and rushed towards Knight Alsop. Although his speed was not as fast as a war horse, his momentum was not bad at all. Under the call of another senior knight watching the battle, Knight Alsop A sudden awakening.
At this time, Lord Marshall had already rushed in front of the horse, and swiped the sword in his right hand. Knight Alsop's body reacted decisively, holding the sword in front of him with both hands, blocking the blow, allowing Knight Alsop to Strangely, the force of this blow was very small, and it felt like the force of an ordinary person's hand. Then there was a mountain-like force pushing towards him, and even the war horse led him back involuntarily.
Under the effect of Knight Alsop being knocked back by the magic sword, Knight Alsop's defense was completely opened. All of this was within Lord Marshall's expectation. Lord Marshall did not use any force at all in this sweep. All the power was in his legs. At the moment Knight Alsop stepped back, Lord Marshall exerted force under his feet, with his shield in front and behind him. In a flash of light, he was in front of Knight Alsop, and the magic sword A cold light flashed and penetrated into the gap between Knight Alsop's armor and waist. That was the interface between the armors. If the defense hadn't been broken, it would have been a part that couldn't be attacked.