Knight

Outside Icestone City, the thick smell of blood had yet to dissipate.

Countless vultures were having their own carnival here.

It had been three days since that tragic battle, but the atmosphere in Icestone City was still extremely stifling.

In the plaza in the center of the city, corpses were gathered together and prepared to be burned.

They were once important figures in the Northern Frontier, noble and elegant nobles, lords who ruled over a region. But now, they were being dragged around like dead dogs and thrown into the fire.

"… This is the fate of the traitors!"

In the plaza, an officer was loudly reading out the crimes of these lords and nobles.

The surrounding citizens watched all of this with fear and excitement.

They couldn't understand why these nobles would betray the Duke Of St. Hilde, whom they were loyal to. But, when they saw the high and mighty nobles being beaten to the ground, their hearts were filled with an indescribable joy.

Colin stood in the middle of them and looked at the strange and familiar faces in the plaza. He couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

The two brothers of the House of Saint Hilde were truly ruthless!

Nearly a hundred Feudal Lords were slaughtered like chickens!

"Colin, let's go. The knighting ceremony is about to begin, you can't be late! "

Caitlin urged from the side. She wasn't used to the smell of blood here and kept covering her nose.

"Alright. Let's go. "

Some people were sad, while others were happy.

It was as if this world was always maintaining a balance.

When the old lords died, new lords would naturally be born.

Perhaps to dilute this somber atmosphere and calm the people, the Duke Of St. Hilde decided to hold the knighting ceremony in Icestone City today.

Logically speaking, the knighting ceremony in the Northern Frontier should be held in the Lion's Roar Castle in Winter City.

But at this time, no one dared to oppose the Duke Of St. Hilde who was in the middle of a killing spree.

The knighting ceremony was held in the main hall of Icestone City's Radiance Church.

Colin had come here once before to buy holy water.

But now, for this conferring ceremony, this place had obviously been redecorated.

The colorful glass had been polished until it was exceptionally bright. Under the sunlight, it reflected a gorgeous luster. All kinds of murals were hung on the walls of the hall. In the center, the statue of the God of Light stood majestically, as if watching every noble present.

When Colin came in, the place was already filled with nobles who had come to watch the ceremony.

Although there were quite a lot of people and it looked quite lively, Colin knew that most of these nobles were the generals of the Black Cavalry.

They were all vassals of Marquis García.

There were only a few vassals who were truly loyal to the Duke Of St. Hilde, because most of them had become corpses in the square.

Apart from Colin, the only ones who could attend were the nobles led by Earl Oman who had defected at the last minute.

However, Colin knew that Earl Oman did not "betray" at all. This guy was a spy that the Duke Of St. Hilde had placed in the allied suzerains!

His goal was to incite the suzerains' dissatisfaction and lead them to fight against the House of Saint Hilde.

In the end, he was buried by the two brothers of the House of Saint Hilde.

Since three years ago, these few true bigshots of the Northern Frontier had already begun to plot, eliminating all external and internal threats along the way in the Northern Frontier. Today, it was finally over.

Colin sighed in his heart. It seemed that the biggest suspect who had plotted against him was still at large. He did not know when he would be able to completely eliminate this threat.

Accompanied by the melodious sound of a bell, the Duke Of St. Hilde walked into the hall.

All the nobles immediately stood up and bowed to welcome the Duke's arrival.

It was Colin's first time meeting the master of the Northern Frontier.

He looked to be about fifty years old, and was very fat. His hair was slightly white. Although he tried his best to straighten his back when he walked into the hall, Colin could see that he was not as strong as he wanted to be.

Logically speaking, this was not the state that a knight in his prime should be in.

However, Colin knew that although the Duke Of St. Hilde had once been the champion of the Northern Frontier, and was even hailed as the sixth level knight who had the highest chance of entering the Saint-realm among the current generation of St. Hilde's knights!

However, five years ago, after a duel with the previous Giant Demon Emperor, the Duke was severely injured.

From then on, not only did he lose all hope of entering the Saint-realm, he was unable to recover from the setback. His hair started to turn white, his back started to bend, and his body became fatter by the day.

The powerful knight of the past had become a fat middle-aged uncle.

"Honorable lords, brave knights!" The Duke Of St. Hilde stood on the stage and said in a loud and clear voice.

"Recently, the Northern Frontier has not been peaceful. The Giant Demons have invaded, and the lords have rebelled … However, under the protection of the God of Light, and with everyone's full support and valiant fighting, we have achieved the final victory!"

"Victory!"

"Victory!"

…

Timely cheers came from below the stage, and all the nobles applauded and celebrated.

The Duke Of St. Hilde pressed his hands together and continued, "In order to commend those who have contributed greatly to this victory, I will confer titles to them one by one!"

Naturally, there was another round of cheers from below the stage.

It had been a long time since a new noble had appeared in the Northern Frontier, and this time, it seemed that a large number of new nobles would be born.

After all, so many old nobles had already vacated their positions and lands. Whether it was to appease the people or to better govern the Northern Frontier, the Duke Of St. Hilde had to reward them generously.

The first person to receive a reward was indeed the second most important person in the Black Cavalry, Earl Dawson.

This trusted subordinate of Marquis García was conferred the title of Marquis by the Duke.

He was also the second Marquis by the Northern Frontier.

From now on, Marquis Dawson would also leave the vassals of Marquis García and pledge allegiance to the Duke Of St. Hilde.

This also indicated that after the Duke Of St. Hilde had eliminated the two major threats in the Northern Frontier, he had finally begun to deal with the third threat — the Black Cavalry.

And his method was not out of Colin's expectations — to divide and recruit.

After that, as expected, a large number of core generals of the Black Cavalry were conferred titles by the Duke.

These new nobles born from the Black Cavalry, would they continue to listen to Marquis García's orders in the future? Or would they change sides and pledge allegiance to a new master?

…

Finally, Colin's name was announced.

His sister, Caitlin, clapped excitedly, as if she was the one receiving the title.

Amidst the cheers, Colin strode to the center of the hall and knelt on one knee in front of the Duke Of St. Hilde.

The Duke raised his longsword in front of him and said with a solemn expression:

"Colin Angele, you have used your courage, wisdom, and faith to prove your loyalty and value to the God of Light and me!

Here, in the name of the Duke Of St. Hilde, on behalf of the God of Light and His Majesty, I confer upon you the title of Viscount Angley!

I hope that you will use your loyalty and your life to protect this honor! "

After saying this, the Duke's sword pointed at Colin's head and shoulders.

"I, Colin Angele, swear on the souls of my ancestors that I will be loyal to the God of Light and the Duke Of St. Hilde!

Your will is my direction, your … "

As Colin recited the oath, he was pleasantly surprised.

Viscounts?

It was actually a viscount!