"Sorry, I'm late..." Arthur paused and was startled by the group of people in front of him. "....?"
In the center of a conference room in Nuoda, there is a table in Nuoda. Sitting neatly around the table is a large group of senior knights. There are no less than ten advisers to the Knights of Gaia. They look serious and seem to be holding some kind of important meeting.
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"Sorry, I came to the wrong room and disturbed you." The young Arthur quickly exited.
"Where do you want to run?" A big man in front of the door blocked the boy's way. Because he was walking backwards, Arthur bumped into the big man awkwardly.
The young man turned back and looked at the person blocking the road, feeling surprised and annoyed - this big man was none other than the Grand Duke Lyon Dickens, the leader of the Knights of the North, the big shot who had been [teasing] Arthur before.
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"...Is this another joke on your behalf?" Arthur asked in a low voice.
"It's not a joke. Anyway, go in and sit down! With so many people waiting for you, you should politely sit down and listen to what's going on, right?" Grand Duke Lyon Dickens pushed Arthur.
Bundle.
Half walking and half falling, the young man reluctantly entered the conference room and sat down, avoiding everyone's eyes. The young man, who had never felt fear in his heart when facing such a terrifying monster, was so reserved that he remained silent at this time.
Arthur did not forget his identity at the moment. He was just a servant, and he was bought by the Knights from the slave market. In front of these powerful people, this little servant was so humble and ridiculous.
He has never belonged to this place. And he also knows that he may never belong to this place - in every sense of the word.
"Is everyone here? I'll keep the story short." The Grand Duke of Lyon Dickens sat in the center of the conference room, crossing his legs.
Arthur was sure at that moment that he smelled alcohol.
"I would like to invite the twelve golden knights here, the seven Gaia knights, and myself, the celestial knight of the Northern Knights, Aaron de Lyon Dickens, to testify that this trainee knight, Arthur.d
Kelton, was officially promoted to a Silver Knight, awarded the title of Viscount, and will be incorporated into the special operations force starting today. Do you have any opinions?"
The knights present didn't say anything. They looked at Arthur with a certain look of expectation, as if they had already made a decision. Now this [meeting] is just a superficial formality.
No one objected to such a ridiculous thing. This made the young man at a loss for a moment. However, after only a moment, Arthur had an idea and said: "I am very grateful to His Excellency the Grand Duke for the promotion, but I cannot accept my order."
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"Why?" The leader of the knights frowned. "How many people struggle all their lives but may not be able to climb to the position of Silver Knight*, and you actually refuse without even thinking about it?" bht)--) Black Iron Knight (alknight))
Generally speaking, every time a knight is promoted to a level, he needs to pass a very strict trial. Those who cannot pass the trial will not be promoted. Arthur's sudden promotion from a servant to a silver knight is equivalent to jumping three levels in a row, which is an unprecedented event.
promotion.)
"I don't want to be a knight." Arthur replied firmly (coldly), still not caring about such a huge temptation: "I want to be a swordsman, not bound by the rules of knighthood, just to become a knight."
The strongest exists."
"But aren't you in the Knights now?" Grand Duke Lyon Dickens asked puzzledly.
Duke Cameron, the staff officer on the side, immediately whispered to the Grand Duke of Lyon Dickens: "Strictly speaking, he does not belong to the Knights. He was originally a slave, and he was bought back as a servant because of the Knights' welfare plan.
, until he redeems his worth with wages. He is now a follower of the knight Viscount Richard."
"Tsk." The Grand Duke snorted dissatisfiedly: "What a mess of identity. The dragon really can't be tied up."
"Your Excellency the Grand Duke?" Arthur was stunned for a moment.
"Nothing." Archduke Lyon Dickens quickly changed the subject to cover up his gaffe, "That is to say, you don't want to be bound by the knight's rules, right? No problem. The Rangers are originally based on the principle of independent action, you don't
You will be bound by rules. You can kill people and set fires as you please. As long as you complete the task successfully------the reward will be considerable!"
When the remuneration was mentioned, a subtle expression flashed across the boy's face: "...I don't particularly care about the remuneration."
"There will be very difficult tasks waiting for you, which should be a very good exercise for you." the staff officer added.
The young man thought for a while.
This was obviously a trap, but he had to jump into it. There were dozens of powerful people present watching Arthur. The Grand Duke of Lyon Dickens offered such a generous offer. If Arthur still didn't agree,
The people present are probably going to get angry.
Using huge social pressure to force Arthur to submit - is this the effect the old fox wants?
The young man sighed: "Deal."
(I will always settle this account with you, Grand Duke of Antigens.)
"Very good." The Grand Duke smiled proudly, "Since everyone has reached a consensus, it's settled. Come here and sign your names, and then let the meeting end."
The knights came over to shake hands with the young man one after another, signing official documents and saying some words of congratulations. Arthur just politely agreed, finally finished signing, and immediately squeezed out of the crowd and left the conference hall.
"That is indeed a monster." Chief of Staff Cameron whispered to the Grand Duke, "Do you really want to deal with such a monster? What a dirty deal."
"It doesn't matter, as long as he is strong. All we need is his strength. If there is any problem with his character, we can slowly transform it over time. Didn't I tell you? I am very talented at taming monsters."
Heavenly Knighthood.
Leon Dickens was very happy after getting a new toy.
His son was not happy at all.
The Black Iron Knight Richard Lyon-Dickens was lurking outside the window of the conference hall and learned of Arthur's promotion.
The little servant that Richard usually looked down upon the most was actually promoted three levels in a row and climbed to the top of Richard's head.
What an unacceptable fact. Richard's face was as black as ink.
If he could, he really wanted to strangle his father, that old man who could only get drunk and crazy.