The next day.

Inside the Wolf Castle.

Duke Frank looked at Sulu:

"Sulu Portley... Your courage is delightful, your kindness and compassion are more valuable qualities... Please give me thanks. I allow you to make a request to me!"

As soon as this sentence was spoken, Sulu suddenly felt many hot gazes around him staring at him, and his jealousy was almost uncovered.

In the eyes of many knight attendants and guards, this is a shortcut to becoming a noble.

As long as you are not a fool, you will definitely choose a fief!

"I have an extraordinary desire for knowledge. If I can read all the books in the Duke's study, it will bring me supreme joy..."

Sulu was actually very upset with the grand duke who sent Mas over to catch him in the wolf castle early in the morning, but he still made his own request.

This is a bit helpless.

After all, in this era, more knowledge is still in the hands of the nobles.

"What a...unexpected request, I agreed."

Frank was silent and agreed with a look of regret or gloating.

Of course, although I agreed, in fact, some truly cherished books, such as books that record extraordinary professions or knight training, will definitely not be shown to him.

But Sulu didn't have much interest in those either.

He bowed and followed the servant to the study. He immediately excitedly took out a book called "Witch Hunting History: The Rise and Destruction of the Forest Witches" and started reading it while standing.

‘So there are wizards in this world too!’

‘But their status is very subtle, both feared and longed for…even the court of the Dragorn Kingdom raised a group of court mages.’

‘In the folk, there are various evil legends about wizards, and the occasional witch hunting movement…’

...

"He actually... didn't understand my hint at all... This countryman! A stupid pig trick!"

In the hall, after the many servants retreated, Madame Monfarry's expression was a little distorted.

She was surprised that she had always won the situation so she was almost certain to win.

"My sister, you are going to be disappointed... the other party seems to care about the fief..."

Frank shrugged: "What a funny little guy."

His level is very high, one more or one less one is nothing.

However, a group of people following the side, especially the Knight Maas, were very resentful about this.

This is the olive branch of a duke, the top nobles of the kingdom, how dare a mere untouchable?

Although the other party is a black iron-level knight, who is already equivalent to a quasi-lord, he is not a real noble after all!

Maas Gill looked at this scene, and after watching Grand Duke Frank leave, he took a few steps and came to a knight: "Knight Andrews, long time no see!"

"Sir Maas... I heard you were defeated by that little guy?"

The Andrews Knight is tall and strong. Mas is already the tallest among ordinary people, but he is even taller than Mas, with a head full of flesh on his face, and a very rude and cruel personality.

Mas' muscles twitched on his face: "He is a speed-type knight..."

"Excuse... If you advance to the Bronze Knight, your defense will increase greatly, and his sword will only tickle you..."

Andrews laughed loudly, suddenly clenched his fists, his joints exploded, and a bronze-like light appeared on his skin.

"You...you broke through?"

Maas Gill asked in surprise.

In this world, the nobles used the Knights as their strongest force and had a unique hierarchical method.

The lowest one is a knight attendant, also known as a knight attendant, who is an ordinary person who has mastered some skills of exercising force and has been trained hard but has not been promoted to the profession level.

Then, there is the Black Iron Knight, also known as the official knight, who can win the rank of jazz after fighting.

Going up again is the bronze knights. They have greater strength and faster speeds, and can temporarily harden part of their bodies, enough to compete with the shooting of swords, even long spears, and even crossbow arrows!

A bronze knight, no matter who joins the camp of any noble, will be immediately granted a canonization without having to establish merits to prove himself.

As for the better, it is the Silver and Gold Knights.

The Silver Knight's fighting spirit defense can already spread all over his body, even if he does not wear heavy armor, it is a killing machine in the war.

There is currently only one person in the Northland, who is serving as deputy leader of the Knights of the North and is in charge of most of the regiment affairs.

Because the nominal lords of the Knights were all served by grand dukes of all generations, the other party was actually the real leader of the Knights.

The last Golden Knight has become a legend.

Perhaps there are one or two people in the kingdom's capital, but it's just a rumor.

"Yes, I broke through."

Andrews laughed: "I am already the squadron leader of the Knights of the North. Next time I see me, remember to call me Master! And... Put away your little thoughts, I just looked reckless, not a fool. Do you want to provoke me to deal with that kid? What are my benefits?"

In the era of Ragnarok, how could a person who can train himself to the level of a second-level profession be a fool?

Mas's face changed a little. He had already wanted to retreat, but for some reason, when he thought of Sulu's age and the casual smile that was always casual in everything, he couldn't control himself: "I won't give too much... After all, he is not a noble, but a civilian!"

A somewhat difficult negotiation began immediately.

...

night.

Sulu returned to the hotel and tasted the skills of the hotel owner's daughter.

The other party looks average, but as a cook, he is very conscientious and the pork sausage added with sauce looks particularly delicious.

Although he was also entertained in the Wolf Castle, Sulu's noodles twitched a little when she thought of that lunch.

By chance, he saw the Duke's kitchen.

Dark, damp, dirty... all kinds of kitchen utensils were placed randomly, and the ground was filled with feces of chickens, ducks and other livestock, almost close to vegetables and grains.

The chef on the waist of the bucket was covered in dirt, and he was fiddling with the grill and kitchen knife in vulgar movements, and he could also flirt with the servants.

Anyway, the picture is quite eye-catching.

"It is said that this world...even the palace kitchen is at the same level... it is really hopeless."

Sulu immediately discovered that the hotel owner became more respectful, perhaps because he was invited to the Wolf Castle.

This directly led to a much less greedy gaze that coveted his wallet.

"No matter what... take a little rest and go to the capital in a few days."

Sulu secretly made a plan: "No matter what, I have to try stealing the dragon tomb!"
Chapter completed!