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Knight and Death

This is the era of Knight and Death. Ancient virtues are buried in the dust of history, and civilizations and traditions are burned to ashes. Struggle and slaughter are everywhere, the old order is buried in blood. But Maetos, a man riding a dark horse, and he said, 'I came not to send peace, but a sword.'. A new immortality begins here.

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14 Chs

Beginning

After breakfast, Maetos wore heavy armor, and after putting on iron gloves and carrying Oxhorn Axe to open the door, he saw the old butler standing outside his room.

The old housekeeper was dressed in a black tuxedo, holding a roll of parchment in his hands, standing straight in front of the door, closing his eyes and waiting.

"Maetos! "The old butler heard the door ring and suddenly opened his eyes, staring tightly at the bald man Maetos' face.

"What orders do you have? "Maetos froze for a moment, he didn't expect the old butler to appear here. You should know that he has participated in the war to suppress the mob five times, and has never seen the old butler come to his door alone before.

"This is my Lord asked me to give it to you. "The old butler solemnly handed the scroll in his hand to Maetos and gestured for him to take it over.

"The scroll records Lord's knight training methods. After you are successfully promoted to a knight, if you cannot find a suitable exercise method for yourself in a short period of time, you can practice this first. "

"Remember, only when you become a knight can you open this scroll."said the old butler in a tone that accentuated a lot.

"How could the Knight give me such a precious thing? "Maetos paused for a moment before reaching out to take the scroll.

After touching the scroll, Maetos only felt a hint of warmth passing through the scroll. He couldn't help but look down and saw that the scroll was only one foot and two inches long, about the thickness of a sapling. It depicted some magnificent patterns and strange characters. After a long time of watching, it only made his eyes black, but he couldn't see clearly.

"Remember, you must become a knight before you can open this scroll. "The old butler saw Maetos's strange expression on his face, and quickly reached out to strike his armor.

Fingers collided with armor, making a crisp sound. Although the sound was not loud, it suddenly awakened Maetos from his obsession and confusion.

"Although Lord no longer personally teaches you, he will quietly observe you every few moments. Lord believes that after experiencing the baptism of war this time, you will definitely become a knight. He has instructed me to prepare everything necessary to rise you a knight. Believe Lord Knight and me, your future is definitely beyond your imagination. "The old butler saw Maetos wake up, After changing the seriousness on his face, he turned to smile and said, "Among the eleven Squires, Knight values you the most, and no one else can surpass you."

"In that case, I will follow the orders of the Knight Lord. "Maetos received the scroll and saved it in a hidden leather bag in his armor, and politely asked the old butler if he had any other orders.

"Remember, I heard that there was a slight problem with the Governor General this time, so the execution of the mob this time is a bit different from before. Therefore, the Knight and I hope you can calm down your irritable temper and not cause trouble at will. "

Here, the old butler's smile slowly faded and turned to a helpless expression.

"The Knight is already very old, and some troubles are not something he can handle, so I hope you can be careful not to let this Manor suffer any more harm."

The words of the old butler made Maetos look embarrassed. As the old butler said, every time he went out to hang those thugs, he would have some conflicts with other Squires, causing a lot of trouble for Manor.

"This time, I will definitely restrain my irritable temper and not let the Knight down."

Remembering the old knight's care and tolerance towards him, Maetos nodded forcefully to make a promise. As the old butler said, the old knight is already too old. In the face of some troubles, whether in terms of force or other aspects, he does not have much equal dialogue status with other knights or nobles.

"Waiting for your return, "said the old butler, with a hint of smile on his face after seeing Maetos agree. He tiptoed and wanted to pat Maetos on the shoulder, but unfortunately he was too old and had a slightly bent body that couldn't stretch. More importantly, Maetos is too tall, almost eight cubits. Even if the old butler tried to extend his arms, he could only touch Maetos' shoulder armor with his fingertips.

"I will return as soon as possible."

Maetos nodded forcefully, bending his knee slightly and letting the old butler's palm strike his shoulder.

After completing this action, the old butler nodded and sighed before turning and leaving. And Maetos stood still for a long time before leaving this spacious room. In this cold early spring season, he climbed onto his horse and advanced towards the place where the army had gathered.

There was nothing to do on the road, and after a few weeks of travel, Maetos not only saw civilians who were not fully fed or warm, but also wandering homeless people. Only scattered merchants and occasional other Squires could be encountered.

Squires from other manors brought enough servants and soldiers, while Maetos was alone. Therefore, those Squires were not willing to move forward with Maetos at all. They isolated Maetos around them with disdainful look light and strange tones.

"If it weren't for the old butler's exhortation, I would have chopped up those garbage at once."Maetos spat fiercely, looking at the joking team ahead and muttering disdainfully.

In fact, not long after leaving the old knight Manor, he regretted his recklessness. Whenever he couldn't find a village to stay at night and had to spend the night outdoors, he would miss the soldiers and guards who had low combat effectiveness but were very capable.

"If they were there, there would be no need to spend the night hunkering in the bushes, "Maetos thought over and over again.

"Hey, boy, are you the only one here? "As night fell, Maetos had just organized the camp by the rough roadside and was digging for the stove with a small shovel when a sudden sound of horse hooves echoed from behind.

The sound of horse hooves slowed down and stopped shortly after reaching Maetos. At this moment, a young man sat on a warhorse with a sarcastic expression, pointing Maetos and laughing.

"Why don't you give us this campsite, and I'll let you join my team to save yourself from being killed by those refugees or thugs on the way."

"Are you joking, boy? "

Maetos fiercely grabbed it and waved his shovel, which was almost three feet long, shouting loudly," This campsite is mine, and I will definitely not give it to you. Get away from here."

Speaking, he swung his shovel even harder. The shovel was made by the old blacksmith in manor and his son. The whole body was made of wrought iron. According to Maetos' requirements, they cut the edge of the shovel to make it as sharp as those ordinary axes.

"Is that how you spoke to Squire with a hundred soldiers? Who gave you this right? "The young Squire was in his twenties, with a fair and tender face and even a thin layer of fluff on his lips.

This person looks quite handsome, but when he speaks, he is very mean.

"I am a great Squire, you damn mercenary. Get out of this place, you don't have the right to be here."

"Are you talking to me, boy? "

Maetos smiled grimly as he waved his shovel and took a step forward, intending to charge over to the other party and chop his head in half. However, at that moment, he remembered the old butler's words: "I suggest that when you speak in the future, you must carefully identify the other person's identity to avoid offending someone you cannot afford to offend."

Maetos gave a grim smile and casually threw the shovel at Squire's horse. The warhorse was startled by the sudden appearance of a shovel in front of its hooves, so it retreated repeatedly, almost throwing the young Squire off its back.

"Haha! Are you a Squire? Unexpectedly, your horse is not as brave as those wild dogs! You rode such thing to the battlefield, can't live for a minute. "Maetos ignored the soldiers who were instantly on guard and reached out to point at the embarrassed Squire, laughing loudly.

"Sir,I'm sorry, my master is still young and hasn't experience. I hope you show some mercy to us. "The guard leader next to the Squire couldn't help but feel a terrible when he saw the armor under the Maetos cloak and the shovel that went deep into the ground. And he exclaim when he saw the half foot long, exquisitely carved Oxhorn haft looming around Maetos' belt.

A guard like him may not know a certain special skill or may not be very powerful, but he will definitely have rich insight and recognition abilities.

This guard leader has been messing around in the Castro area for several years, and he knows that the person with Oxhorn Axe as a weapon is definitely not something they can provoke.

Because anyone who uses Oxhorn axe as a weapon is very powerful. He has seen many soldiers and Squire, as well as many mercenaries and stray thugs, but he has not seen many people with Oxhorn axe.

Recalling the Squire he met a few years ago, who wielded an Oxhorn axe and killed ten heavily armored warriors trained by a Viscount. Although the Squire was ultimately killed by a wizard, the bloody battle scenes left him unforgettable for years.

Oxhorn axe is one of the most powerful battleaxes of the Latour Empire and also the most powerful battleaxe in the Castu region. Those who possess Oxhorn Axe in the Castro region, even the weakest of them, are not the ones that their hundred teams without heavy armor, wizards, or powerful Squire can withstand.

After all, a 36 pound battle axe is not something that ordinary people or even Squire can wield for a long time. Moreover, those who possess this type of axe are still known as the most powerful knights in combat.

Even if Maetos is just a Squire now.