The Black Knights are somewhat different from what Qingchen imagines.
He originally thought that the four major dukes under the Roosevelt family were completely obeying the kingdom. The royal family pointed to the east, so they dared not attack the west.
As a result, the Black Knights in Silver City seem to be a little different. The royal family ordered you to participate in the war, but you said you were lost?
Are you fine if you get lost?
Qingchen was sure that this was the branch of the Knight in the Western Continent, but he was cautious and did not reveal his identity.
The black knight smiled and welcomed everyone onto the ship. Bodon whispered: "It's normal that you don't know the bottom of yours. In fact, the status of Silver City is relatively special..."
"What does it mean?" Qing Chen said in confusion.
Bodon thought for a while and explained: "In the entire kingdom, only the 11 marquises in Silver City are hereditary, and marquises like me cannot be hereditary."
Qingchen was puzzled: "I have read some rumors about Baiyin City. Their heirs have no blood relationship with the previous generation, right? They are not father-passing sons."
Bolton explained: "It's normal for you to not know about this. The royal family does not allow the rumor: the Black Knights themselves have a way to select heirs. Once a marquis dies, the new Black Knights will be replaced. These people do not need merit, they only need to be appointed and removed by the Duke of Silver, and the royal family will help them make up the procedures."
Qingchen and He Jinqiu were both shocked.
A duke can actually appoint and remove a marquis on his own? Isn’t this the power that only a king has?
Borton continued: "These people have no names. The one in front is the Eleventh Knight. Generally, those who are close to him are called Eleventh Old."
Qingchen suddenly asked, "Did the Black Knight live for a long time?"
Bodon lowered his voice and said, "Don't mention the life span, the members of the Black Knights are generally short-lived, most of whom die at the age of 40 seem to be only 52. Some say it's because they use potions excessively, while others say it's their destiny."
Qingchen was stunned for a moment. Such a short life should not be the knight's heritage. The difference is too big!
How could a knight have such a short life?
However, at this moment, the black knight Eleven in front turned around and smiled, "There is no need to avoid our lifespan so much, we don't care about it ourselves. However, it is precisely because our lifespan is relatively short that we respect the happiness in life."
Speaking of this, I saw an oven in the command room of the airship. Two beautiful female soldiers stood in front of the oven and flipped over the steak. The grease of the tender beef shoulder dripped onto the charcoal fire and sparked, which looked particularly attractive.
This is not for war, it is clearly for vacation!
Lao Shiyi smiled and said, "The steak should be roasted with charcoal to taste. By the way, how mature do you want? I suggest 30%."
Bolton: "I want to be five mature."
This Eleventh Old looks like he is about 31 or 2 years old. If most Black Knights live to be 40 years old, then the other person's life is about to come to an end.
While speaking, a young Asian man walked into the command room in the ship warehouse: "Master, when will the meal start?"
Lao Eleven said to Botton with a smile: "Let me introduce it, this is my apprentice, currently the code name is Twenty-nine, maybe one day I will take over my title."
Qingchen thought to himself that it turned out that the Black Knights Order was also a master and his apprentice, and his apprentice took over the title.
The more you look at this thing, the more you look like the Knights organization. Except for the lifespan, it looks like everything!
However, this twenty-nine person is actually someone Qingchen knows.
But he didn't recognize each other.
Twenty-nine saw outsiders present, and hurriedly said hello: "Hello everyone... Isn't this Marquis Bodon? Why did we come to our airship?"
Lao Eleven said with a smile: "Marquis Bodon's house is gone, he has become a commander who is barely in charge, so come to our place to stay for a while."
Botton: "Here you're stuck."
At this time, Lao Eleven said, "The Duke of Storm has some problems."
"Where is the problem?" Qingchen asked.
"It's too fast," Lao Eleven said with a smile: "The reaction is too fast. As far as I know, a master of the drama heard a conversation between the giants on the battlefield, saying that the Giant Dynasty had a deal with the Duke of Storm. But the royal family only sent two regiments to the No. 9 outpost. As a result, the Duke of Storm did not say a single word of defense and rebelled on the spot. Don't you think it's strange, at least clarify with His Majesty, or make more preparations, why did it rebel vigorously like a market, like a thriving."
Lao Eleven continued, "I have seen the Duke of Storm several times. When I went to Storm City, I was in front of him and asked his daughter to drink. He didn't react at all. He was particularly patient. Why did he become so impatient this time? I think it's a scam, so we should not get close to the battlefield. Just drink wine and eat steak on the airship. It's great!"
Qingchen felt that Lao Eleven was right, and this rebellion came too quickly.
Borton suddenly asked, "Then have you made an appointment with his daughter?"
Qingchen and He Jinqiu turned their heads silently to look at Bodon. The marquis' brain circuit was obviously not normal.
It's like your girlfriend telling you: "I cried until 12 o'clock yesterday when I listened to the song."
You asked her: "What song did you listen to? Did you cry until 12 o'clock?"
These are not questions that normal people can ask.
At this time, Lao Eleven asked curiously: "Marquis Bodon, when you were at the outpost No. 9, why did you notice a giant attack in advance, and then adjust the position of the floating airship in advance?"
Marquis Bodon said: "No discovery is just a normal adjustment."
"I don't believe it, there is no such coincidence," Lao Shiyi laughed happily, "It must be Marquis Bodon's wise and powerful judgment. I'm curious about what details you judged, tell me."
As soon as these words were spoken, Marquis Bodon subconsciously glanced at Qingchen.
Lao Eleven was extremely agile, and he also subconsciously glanced at Qingchen, as if he had noticed something.
While thinking, 'Twenty-nine' walked into the command room again and said to Lao Eleven: "Master, it's time to take medicine."
Lao Eleven smiled and said, "I lost my companion for a moment."