Two knight attendants walked in one after another. They were about 1.7 meters tall, a bit shorter than Raven.
Both of them were wearing cloth armor, and their hands and feet seemed to be somewhat strong. They might have some strength, but they were far from the level of knights.
The knight's squire is responsible for the knight's daily life, fighting armor, following the charge, carrying supplies, and helping to guard the horses.
"What's your name?"
The two of them were already nervous. They didn't know what the character of this Lord Knight was. There was something blank in their minds. They suddenly asked a question that they had never thought of before, and they were instantly confused.
"Ah, Lord Knight, I...my name is Barton, and his name is Bartlet."
A knight squire in front reacted and said his name and that of another knight squire.
"Well, don't be nervous. Now, I need a guide to take me around the territory." Raven put down the rag, opened the long and narrow package tied to the sword, and took out the only piece of equipment besides the armor.
A coat was put on.
"Okay, Lord Knight..."
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The next day, when the sky was just getting bright, the sleeping Raven opened his eyes and stood up from the small room. The armor was hung on the bracket opposite, as was the sword.
Because I slept in my clothes, I didn’t need to put on any more clothes. It was still early and the cook hadn’t even made breakfast yet.
Raven took a step forward, opened the curtain and walked out of the small room.
Yesterday, he asked his attendant to take him around the territory, to get a general understanding of the surrounding situation, and to inquire about some news about the knights.
"Knight Raven, welcome to your arrival."
The strong knight who lived opposite also opened the curtain, and the two of them faced each other.
"Thank you." Raven greeted with a smile, "I'm going to see my partner, how about you?"
The sturdy knight twisted his neck and made a clear voice, "It's enough to have the attendants to take care of you. What else do you need to see?" he said nonchalantly.
"No, only by taking care of him personally can you exert your greatest combat effectiveness in battle." Raven did not agree with what he said, but it is undeniable that this is his way of life.
"Okay then." The sturdy knight shrugged, holding a cross sword two fingers wide, and separated from Raven when he walked out the door.
The repulsion between knights is not as great as the outside world imagines, because as companions, they will become comrades fighting side by side, and even if there is a gap, they will not fall out.
What's more, he is still a newcomer who has just arrived, and his details have not yet been found out, so no one will act rashly.
In the stable, his knight attendant Barton was already preparing fodder for the horses, and another attendant Barrett was combing the horse's hair with a brush to clean away possible parasites and dirt.
"Morning, Lord Knight."
The two attendants stopped their movements and performed an irregular and synchronized knight's attendant salute to Raven.
"Morning, Barton Barrett."
Raven patted his riding partner's back, feeling the warm power under his spine, and then raised his palms to caress his neck and cheeks.
The horse also lowered its neck affectionately, rubbed his chest, and snorted.
He picked up a splash of water, took the brush from Barrett's hand, and gently brushed the horse's body, making a rustling sound.
"Knight Raven, we have a mission today."
After about ten minutes of brushing, another knight came to the stable door. His figure was not tall. If you ignored the plate armor on his body, no one could tell that he was a knight.
"Okay, when will we set off?" Raven put the riding belt on the horse's back, and the two attendants closed the buckle in cooperation.
"After dinner, your two attendants will also follow." The knight said, and glanced at the two newly promoted attendants.
"good."
"You will ask the steward later what supplies you need to bring, and be ready to go." This is what Raven said to the two attendants. With their cleverness, they have not yet reached the point where they can understand the essence of it themselves.
"Yes, Lord Knight." The two attendants agreed obediently.
On the other side of the stable is the training ground for the knights. He was here yesterday too.
Raven stood up straight and took a shallow breath. The air in his lungs affected the blood, and the blood conducted energy throughout his body. Even without deliberate exercise, his body was slowly getting stronger.
He looked at the knights and squires training in the middle of the slate field.
"Haha, you little brats, work harder!" The rude bald man laughed loudly, riding on the back of the horse with nothing in his hands, letting the knights and attendants stab him with blunt-nosed wooden spears.
his body.
The flat wooden spearhead broke the air and hit his chest, abdomen, back, shoulders, arms, etc. with a snap.
"Harder!"
He laughed loudly and drove the horse around in circles, laughing wantonly.
The attendants were breathing rapidly, obviously they didn't have a few bursts of strength, and they were almost exhausted at this time.
"It's really useless." The bald knight grabbed a wooden spear, pulled it out, and then swiped it. The knight's attendant who firmly held the wooden spear gritted his teeth and was dragged off the ground like a broom, and several other attendants were easily dragged away.
was swept to the ground.
"Hahaha, so boring."
Lei Wen looked calm and looked at him laughing wildly. This was his way of practice. He hit his body in this way and used external force to build a body that was indestructible and indestructible, and derived a fighting spirit.
The root of fighting spirit is qi, and anger is also qi. To a certain extent, an angry knight can often exert 30% more power than normal.
In Raven's view, fighting spirit is actually emotion.
Positive emotions are Qi, negative emotions are Qi, happiness is Qi, sadness is Qi, and all human emotions are Qi.
Therefore, knights will have their own character, which is another source of power besides the body.
"Well, Knight Raven, do you want to come up and have a showdown?" The bald-headed strong man invited. The skin on his body still had some bluish-red patches, which looked a bit scary.
"If you don't mind, no problem." Raven responded humbly, and then stepped forward.
If the task later is a test given to him by the lord, then the challenge now is to enter the knight's circle.
He was still wearing the same gray robe, and it looked a little tight after tightening his waist, but it was obvious that this would not affect the speed of his hands and feet.
The bald knight dismounted and handed it over to the knight attendant next to him. Then he looked at Raven shirtless and said, "My name is Scott, the first knight under the Grand Knight."
"Raven, the wandering knight, just arrived yesterday."
The two stood on the stone platform, more than three meters away from each other, and first politely announced their family names to each other. This is the rule of knights.