Chapter 53
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The core of the Gerton’s collar was of course the Gerton city.
Generally speaking, the commoners in this world didn’t have family names, only the noble people had. More than half of them used the surname to emphasize the point, that they were the ones ruling this city.
For example, Zhang San duke (supposed this country had a Duke title), his Dukedom would be call Zhang San city----but, it should be called Zhang city because "Zhang" was a surname.
Another example was the current Gerton viscount’s collar. Two candidates who fought over the inheritance right respectively were the self-claimed illegitimate child of this Old Viscount, Luo Meng, and the niece of the Old Gerton Viscount, Stelle -Gerton?.
And then, it was certain that Sui Xiong who was disguising as a hat on Lei’s head right now also had a surname. It was just that he didn’t want to say it out loud.
Certainly, it was not only that one had to be a noble person to have a family name. There were many churchmen that had family names. For example, a God’s relative churchman may be granted a surname by his God. Again for example, if Sui Xiong succeeded building a Holy Land, all the senior managerial churchmen participating in building the Holy Land would use the name of the Holy Land as their surname. Of course, not any churchmen could be granted a surname... But no matter what, it was just a small number.
To sum up, in Sui Xiong’s eyes, the civilization development level of this world was not that high, they were not developed enough to the point that they could require commoners to register their names in a large scale or force the commoners to use get their surnames----not considering the magic, the production level of this world was still lower than the one in China during the Warring States period.
Therefore, it could be seen that the rulers of this world, regardless they were noblemen or Gods, they were just a bunch of dregs impeding the development of the civilization.
While Sui Xiong was silently cursing the rulers of this world, Lei and Stelle unknowingly reached the dirt road that led to the Gerton city.
He also didn’t ride his Xunlong. When he arrived at the border of the Ash Rock mountain range, he had liberated it, let it gain back its freedom because this "Black Knight riding a Xunlong" appearance was too eye-catching; in compared to that, the mere "Black Knight" was much more common.
In order to help this Xunlong recover its devil beast nature after a long time of being tamed, he who had always been arrogant and stubborn, especially asked Sui Xiong for help, to use Sui Xiong’s power to stimulate the bestial nature inside Xun Long to help it adapt to the life inside the mountain.
The mount, which he had been riding for years, revealed ominous glint in its eyes. It seemed about to attack, but after careful consideration about the opponent’s ability, it coldly swaggered off without any hesitation. Sui Xiong noticed that there was a deep sentiment lit up in the eyes of this lonesome thief.
Or...to this man who had been familiar with loneliness for many years, this mount was his only friend. At that moment they parted ways, or in other words, cut off their relations, he couldn’t help but feel unwell.
Lei rode horse very well, which frightened Stelle very much. Although she called Lei the "Knight", in fact, in her heart, she didn’t think he was a knight----who had ever seen a dispirited knight trekking inside a mountain with only pike and sword without mount?
A true Knight could not lack a sword and a horse no matter how dispirited he was. Cause if lacking those two important weapons, the strength of a Knight would be reduced greatly.
However, after she had seen that Black Knight riding horse, she started to doubt her last judgment.
With only two touches, the originally impetuous steed became meeker and more obedient. The pace of the steed seemed more composed; its rhythm was steady and unaffected. The rider coordinated with the steed perfectly as if he could draw the sword out to fight anytime... This man was not a knight. That knight’s standard was also too high now!
In her impression, other famous knights in the Gerton’s collar were perhaps only that much.
Wasn’t that mysterious black knight perhaps a formidable knight?
When thinking about this, she couldn’t help but start to get anxious.
A knight, especially a formidable knight, usually had a special family background, and there were the two most common types: one was a child with a low inheritance position from a noble family, while the other was an elite nurtured by the church’s specialists. No matter what type he was, it was certain that he had many experiences about this society, understood through and through the "Nobility Rule".
She really had confidence in her knowledge about the noble world. She believed that she could easily play with any amateur adventurers. But when she faced a true noble originated Knight or some kinds of high-class substitute nurtured by the Church, her confidence inevitably shank.
As for playing with schemes, was she perhaps better than other noblemen? She was clearly not. If it was the case, how could her power be stolen by that illegitimate child, who had a problem with the origin, to the extent that she almost lost her life?
In that case, how could she compete against that Church’s high-class substitute? Maybe, he was not that good. After all, he was just nurtured by the commoners to go up against the nobility, to fight and scheme against each other. As compared to using swords, he must be better at using his brain...
When thinking about this, Stelle couldn’t help but feel anxious at heart. She felt that it was like a tiger was chasing in from the front door while a wolf was advancing the back door.
What even worse was the tiger at the front door was still here...
The one who always felt that oneself was very smart and beautiful (the latter was the crucial point), who could be rated as the quintessence of the young generation (maybe when considered something) - Stelle Gerton? She suddenly felt her previous choice was not a wise one.
But there was a so-called saying - "once you’ve shot the arrow, there’s no getting it back". She was basically cornered into a dead end. She would have to suffer one slash whether if she put out or draw back her head. She was like a noble person being put in the law court of the commoner. Her crime and punishment were all decided. The trial was just a stage. At this moment, even if there was only a smallest hope to live, she had to put all the fire power from her mouth into defending vividly and thoroughly. She had better make all the audience in the trial, the complainant and the judge speechless.
Even if on the next day, the empire minstrel, "no matter how wonderful a criminal’s words are, they are not worth applause" rang up, at least through all of these efforts, when she was on the gallows, she could still smile faintly, silently speak "this is heaven’s will, it is not a war of crime", and gain back a final dignity.
After thinking about that, Stelle regained her normal state.
Anyway, he was still better than that bunch of lovers who were intended to throttle her...
Two horses leisurely went to the Gerton city. The captain of the guards who was keeping the gate city rolled his eyes as he saw Stelle was perfectly fine, riding horse over. His eyes were popped out to the point that anyone who saw him right now would doubt whether or not his eyes might fall out.
"You.... Young lady Stelle? !"!" He instinctively blocked the horse carrying Stelle but didn’t know what to say?
Say "Welcome back"? Not suitable, if Young Master Luo Meng discovers that I welcome Young Lady Stelle in front of everyone, I indeed don’t need to think but still can figure out the outcome!
So, say "Why do you come here?" This is also not right. In the end, Young Lady Stelle is still the heir of the Viscount. Her inheritance position is just behind Young Master Luo Meng. I am just a gatekeeper. This is not in the bed, how can I be disrespectful to her! I can really treat her as a tiger that can’t bite a human cause it is sick enough to die.
So what on earth should I say...
A layer of sweats appeared on the forehead of the captain with a tall and sturdy build. The beads of sweat rapidly blended with each other, becoming bigger. At most in half of a minute, they turned into two flows of sweat flowing down his cheeks.
Luckily, he was also a veteran soldier, pretty witty. He reluctantly made up an excuse and smilingly asked, "Young lady Stelle, you have brought a group of men out of town earlier, so why do you come back alone?"
Stelle sneered and threw tantrum at that man whom she didn’t see in normal days, raised her head, used her nostrils to look at people, talked with the haughty attitude of a noble lady, "I don’t know that a gatekeeper of this Gerton city dares to question his master----do you perhaps think I have to report to you what I did, whom I was with?"
Her words were a little serious. It could be even raised to the class discrimination level. The captain was startled. He then stood upright, got into a proper military posture, shouted loudly, "Get in line! Welcome Young Lady Stelle back into the city!"
Although other soldiers were not clear what happened, they couldn’t help but be alert as they saw their superior was scolded! They immediately formed into two lines, creating a welcome formation.
Strictly speaking, their way of doing this didn’t suit the regulation. This kind of welcome formation etiquette was only served for the Lord. Right now, the old viscount had died, and the current viscount position was not officially announced yet. No one in the Gerton’s collar qualified to receive such welcome.
But at this moment, who would investigate this?
In fact, according to the first plan, there should have been other ones who might be on the alert of this matter because Luo Meng had originally arranged two people to guard here to deal with any unexpected problem.
But when they saw this scene, one of those two had ridden horse back to the viscount residence to report the news. While the other man, whose strength appeared not bad, thought over and over and didn’t come here to prevent in the end.
Those two who were appointed were obviously not idiots. They instantly felt something wrong when they saw Stelle, a dying feeble chicken suddenly took on a new lease of life and regained the full power. Meanwhile, the group of lovers of hers had changed into an unknown black knight.
If something was not right, he could not act spontaneously. Especially, this kind of extraordinary power that had got close to the level of an advanced Swordsman, which made him look very outstanding. He meticulously examined Lei, bewilderedly found out that although this black knight was riding horseback, his body was in the attacking posture, which could easily react to any attack from any direction. This was simply impeccable-----this could not be described by the word "strong", it was absolutely beyond imagination!
He had met all of the most formidable knights in the Gerton’s collar. Those knights could also possess this kind of state but only when they were in a war. But this black knight could also maintain this state daily without any danger from attack.
There was no need for the complicated logic. He could easily come to a conclusion.
This conclusion made him scared to the point that his legs both became flabby.
That unknown black knight could probably be an advanced adventurer, as he possibly was----close to the Legend!
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The core of the Gerton’s collar was of course the Gerton city.
Generally speaking, the commoners in this world didn’t have family names, only the noble people had. More than half of them used the surname to emphasize the point, that they were the ones ruling this city.
For example, Zhang San duke (supposed this country had a Duke title), his Dukedom would be call Zhang San city----but, it should be called Zhang city because "Zhang" was a surname.
Another example was the current Gerton viscount’s collar. Two candidates who fought over the inheritance right respectively were the self-claimed illegitimate child of this Old Viscount, Luo Meng, and the niece of the Old Gerton Viscount, Stelle -Gerton?.
And then, it was certain that Sui Xiong who was disguising as a hat on Lei’s head right now also had a surname. It was just that he didn’t want to say it out loud.
Certainly, it was not only that one had to be a noble person to have a family name. There were many churchmen that had family names. For example, a God’s relative churchman may be granted a surname by his God. Again for example, if Sui Xiong succeeded building a Holy Land, all the senior managerial churchmen participating in building the Holy Land would use the name of the Holy Land as their surname. Of course, not any churchmen could be granted a surname... But no matter what, it was just a small number.
To sum up, in Sui Xiong’s eyes, the civilization development level of this world was not that high, they were not developed enough to the point that they could require commoners to register their names in a large scale or force the commoners to use get their surnames----not considering the magic, the production level of this world was still lower than the one in China during the Warring States period.
Therefore, it could be seen that the rulers of this world, regardless they were noblemen or Gods, they were just a bunch of dregs impeding the development of the civilization.
While Sui Xiong was silently cursing the rulers of this world, Lei and Stelle unknowingly reached the dirt road that led to the Gerton city.
He also didn’t ride his Xunlong. When he arrived at the border of the Ash Rock mountain range, he had liberated it, let it gain back its freedom because this "Black Knight riding a Xunlong" appearance was too eye-catching; in compared to that, the mere "Black Knight" was much more common.
In order to help this Xunlong recover its devil beast nature after a long time of being tamed, he who had always been arrogant and stubborn, especially asked Sui Xiong for help, to use Sui Xiong’s power to stimulate the bestial nature inside Xun Long to help it adapt to the life inside the mountain.
The mount, which he had been riding for years, revealed ominous glint in its eyes. It seemed about to attack, but after careful consideration about the opponent’s ability, it coldly swaggered off without any hesitation. Sui Xiong noticed that there was a deep sentiment lit up in the eyes of this lonesome thief.
Or...to this man who had been familiar with loneliness for many years, this mount was his only friend. At that moment they parted ways, or in other words, cut off their relations, he couldn’t help but feel unwell.
Lei rode horse very well, which frightened Stelle very much. Although she called Lei the "Knight", in fact, in her heart, she didn’t think he was a knight----who had ever seen a dispirited knight trekking inside a mountain with only pike and sword without mount?
A true Knight could not lack a sword and a horse no matter how dispirited he was. Cause if lacking those two important weapons, the strength of a Knight would be reduced greatly.
However, after she had seen that Black Knight riding horse, she started to doubt her last judgment.
With only two touches, the originally impetuous steed became meeker and more obedient. The pace of the steed seemed more composed; its rhythm was steady and unaffected. The rider coordinated with the steed perfectly as if he could draw the sword out to fight anytime... This man was not a knight. That knight’s standard was also too high now!
In her impression, other famous knights in the Gerton’s collar were perhaps only that much.
Wasn’t that mysterious black knight perhaps a formidable knight?
When thinking about this, she couldn’t help but start to get anxious.
A knight, especially a formidable knight, usually had a special family background, and there were the two most common types: one was a child with a low inheritance position from a noble family, while the other was an elite nurtured by the church’s specialists. No matter what type he was, it was certain that he had many experiences about this society, understood through and through the "Nobility Rule".
She really had confidence in her knowledge about the noble world. She believed that she could easily play with any amateur adventurers. But when she faced a true noble originated Knight or some kinds of high-class substitute nurtured by the Church, her confidence inevitably shank.
As for playing with schemes, was she perhaps better than other noblemen? She was clearly not. If it was the case, how could her power be stolen by that illegitimate child, who had a problem with the origin, to the extent that she almost lost her life?
In that case, how could she compete against that Church’s high-class substitute? Maybe, he was not that good. After all, he was just nurtured by the commoners to go up against the nobility, to fight and scheme against each other. As compared to using swords, he must be better at using his brain...
When thinking about this, Stelle couldn’t help but feel anxious at heart. She felt that it was like a tiger was chasing in from the front door while a wolf was advancing the back door.
What even worse was the tiger at the front door was still here...
The one who always felt that oneself was very smart and beautiful (the latter was the crucial point), who could be rated as the quintessence of the young generation (maybe when considered something) - Stelle Gerton? She suddenly felt her previous choice was not a wise one.
But there was a so-called saying - "once you’ve shot the arrow, there’s no getting it back". She was basically cornered into a dead end. She would have to suffer one slash whether if she put out or draw back her head. She was like a noble person being put in the law court of the commoner. Her crime and punishment were all decided. The trial was just a stage. At this moment, even if there was only a smallest hope to live, she had to put all the fire power from her mouth into defending vividly and thoroughly. She had better make all the audience in the trial, the complainant and the judge speechless.
Even if on the next day, the empire minstrel, "no matter how wonderful a criminal’s words are, they are not worth applause" rang up, at least through all of these efforts, when she was on the gallows, she could still smile faintly, silently speak "this is heaven’s will, it is not a war of crime", and gain back a final dignity.
After thinking about that, Stelle regained her normal state.
Anyway, he was still better than that bunch of lovers who were intended to throttle her...
Two horses leisurely went to the Gerton city. The captain of the guards who was keeping the gate city rolled his eyes as he saw Stelle was perfectly fine, riding horse over. His eyes were popped out to the point that anyone who saw him right now would doubt whether or not his eyes might fall out.
"You.... Young lady Stelle? !"!" He instinctively blocked the horse carrying Stelle but didn’t know what to say?
Say "Welcome back"? Not suitable, if Young Master Luo Meng discovers that I welcome Young Lady Stelle in front of everyone, I indeed don’t need to think but still can figure out the outcome!
So, say "Why do you come here?" This is also not right. In the end, Young Lady Stelle is still the heir of the Viscount. Her inheritance position is just behind Young Master Luo Meng. I am just a gatekeeper. This is not in the bed, how can I be disrespectful to her! I can really treat her as a tiger that can’t bite a human cause it is sick enough to die.
So what on earth should I say...
A layer of sweats appeared on the forehead of the captain with a tall and sturdy build. The beads of sweat rapidly blended with each other, becoming bigger. At most in half of a minute, they turned into two flows of sweat flowing down his cheeks.
Luckily, he was also a veteran soldier, pretty witty. He reluctantly made up an excuse and smilingly asked, "Young lady Stelle, you have brought a group of men out of town earlier, so why do you come back alone?"
Stelle sneered and threw tantrum at that man whom she didn’t see in normal days, raised her head, used her nostrils to look at people, talked with the haughty attitude of a noble lady, "I don’t know that a gatekeeper of this Gerton city dares to question his master----do you perhaps think I have to report to you what I did, whom I was with?"
Her words were a little serious. It could be even raised to the class discrimination level. The captain was startled. He then stood upright, got into a proper military posture, shouted loudly, "Get in line! Welcome Young Lady Stelle back into the city!"
Although other soldiers were not clear what happened, they couldn’t help but be alert as they saw their superior was scolded! They immediately formed into two lines, creating a welcome formation.
Strictly speaking, their way of doing this didn’t suit the regulation. This kind of welcome formation etiquette was only served for the Lord. Right now, the old viscount had died, and the current viscount position was not officially announced yet. No one in the Gerton’s collar qualified to receive such welcome.
But at this moment, who would investigate this?
In fact, according to the first plan, there should have been other ones who might be on the alert of this matter because Luo Meng had originally arranged two people to guard here to deal with any unexpected problem.
But when they saw this scene, one of those two had ridden horse back to the viscount residence to report the news. While the other man, whose strength appeared not bad, thought over and over and didn’t come here to prevent in the end.
Those two who were appointed were obviously not idiots. They instantly felt something wrong when they saw Stelle, a dying feeble chicken suddenly took on a new lease of life and regained the full power. Meanwhile, the group of lovers of hers had changed into an unknown black knight.
If something was not right, he could not act spontaneously. Especially, this kind of extraordinary power that had got close to the level of an advanced Swordsman, which made him look very outstanding. He meticulously examined Lei, bewilderedly found out that although this black knight was riding horseback, his body was in the attacking posture, which could easily react to any attack from any direction. This was simply impeccable-----this could not be described by the word "strong", it was absolutely beyond imagination!
He had met all of the most formidable knights in the Gerton’s collar. Those knights could also possess this kind of state but only when they were in a war. But this black knight could also maintain this state daily without any danger from attack.
There was no need for the complicated logic. He could easily come to a conclusion.
This conclusion made him scared to the point that his legs both became flabby.
That unknown black knight could probably be an advanced adventurer, as he possibly was----close to the Legend!
The core of the Gerton's collar was of course the Gerton city.Generally speaking, the commoners in this world didn't have family names, only the noble people had. More than half of them used the surname to emphasize the point, that they were the ones ruling this city.For example, Zhang San duke supposed this country had a Duke title, his Dukedom would be call Zhang San city----but, it should be called Zhang city because "Zhang" was a surname.Another example was the current Gerton viscount's collar. Two candidates who fought over the inheritance right respectively were the self-claimed illegitimate child of this Old Viscount, Luo Meng, and the niece of the Old Gerton Viscount, Stelle -Gerton?.And then, it was certain that Sui Xiong who was disguising as a hat on Lei's head right now also had a surname. It was just that he didn't want to say it out loud.Certainly, it was not only that one had to be a noble person to have a family name. There were many churchmen that had family names. For example, a God's relative churchman may be granted a surname by his God. Again for example, if Sui Xiong succeeded building a Holy Land, all the senior managerial churchmen participating in building the Holy Land would use the name of the Holy Land as their surname. Of course, not any churchmen could be granted a surname... But no matter what, it was just a small number.To sum up, in Sui Xiong's eyes, the civilization development level of this world was not that high, they were not developed enough to the point that they could require commoners to register their names in a large scale or force the commoners to use get their surnames----not considering the magic, the production level of this world was still lower than the one in China during the Warring States period.Therefore, it could be seen that the rulers of this world, regardless they were noblemen or Gods, they were just a bunch of dregs impeding the development of the civilization.While Sui Xiong was silently cursing the rulers of this world, Lei and Stelle unknowingly reached the dirt road that led to the Gerton city.He also didn't ride his Xunlong. When he arrived at the border of the Ash Rock mountain range, he had liberated it, let it gain back its freedom because this "Black Knight riding a Xunlong" appearance was too eye-catching; in compared to that, the mere "Black Knight" was much more common.In order to help this Xunlong recover its devil beast nature after a long time of being tamed, he who had always been arrogant and stubborn, especially asked Sui Xiong for help, to use Sui Xiong's power to stimulate the bestial nature inside Xun Long to help it adapt to the life inside the mountain.The mount, which he had been riding for years, revealed ominous glint in its eyes. It seemed about to attack, but after careful consideration about the opponent's ability, it coldly swaggered off without any hesitation. Sui Xiong noticed that there was a deep sentiment lit up in the eyes of this lonesome thief.Or...to this man who had been familiar with loneliness for many years, this mount was his only friend. At that moment they parted ways, or in other words, cut off their relations, he couldn't help but feel unwell.Lei rode horse very well, which frightened Stelle very much. Although she called Lei the "Knight", in fact, in her heart, she didn't think he was a knight----who had ever seen a dispirited knight trekking inside a mountain with only pike and sword without mount?A true Knight could not lack a sword and a horse no matter how dispirited he was. Cause if lacking those two important weapons, the strength of a Knight would be reduced greatly.However, after she had seen that Black Knight riding horse, she started to doubt her last judgment.With only two touches, the originally impetuous steed became meeker and more obedient. The pace of the steed seemed more composed; its rhythm was steady and unaffected. The rider coordinated with the steed perfectly as if he could draw the sword out to fight anytime... This man was not a knight. That knight's standard was also too high now!In her impression, other famous knights in the Gerton's collar were perhaps only that much.Wasn't that mysterious black knight perhaps a formidable knight?When thinking about this, she couldn't help but start to get anxious.A knight, especially a formidable knight, usually had a special family background, and there were the two most common types: one was a child with a low inheritance position from a noble family, while the other was an elite nurtured by the church's specialists. No matter what type he was, it was certain that he had many experiences about this society, understood through and through the "Nobility Rule".She really had confidence in her knowledge about the noble world. She believed that she could easily play with any amateur adventurers. But when she faced a true noble originated Knight or some kinds of high-class substitute nurtured by the Church, her confidence inevitably shank.As for playing with schemes, was she perhaps better than other noblemen? She was clearly not. If it was the case, how could her power be stolen by that illegitimate child, who had a problem with the origin, to the extent that she almost lost her life?In that case, how could she compete against that Church's high-class substitute? Maybe, he was not that good. After all, he was just nurtured by the commoners to go up against the nobility, to fight and scheme against each other. As compared to using swords, he must be better at using his brain...When thinking about this, Stelle couldn't help but feel anxious at heart. She felt that it was like a tiger was chasing in from the front door while a wolf was advancing the back door.What even worse was the tiger at the front door was still here...The one who always felt that oneself was very smart and beautiful the latter was the crucial point, who could be rated as the quintessence of the young generation maybe when considered something - Stelle Gerton? She suddenly felt her previous choice was not a wise one.But there was a so-called saying - "once you've shot the arrow, there's no getting it back". She was basically cornered into a dead end. She would have to suffer one slash whether if she put out or draw back her head. She was like a noble person being put in the law court of the commoner. Her crime and punishment were all decided. The trial was just a stage. At this moment, even if there was only a smallest hope to live, she had to put all the fire power from her mouth into defending vividly and thoroughly. She had better make all the audience in the trial, the complainant and the judge speechless.Even if on the next day, the empire minstrel, "no matter how wonderful a criminal's words are, they are not worth applause" rang up, at least through all of these efforts, when she was on the gallows, she could still smile faintly, silently speak "this is heaven's will, it is not a war of crime", and gain back a final dignity.After thinking about that, Stelle regained her normal state.Anyway, he was still better than that bunch of lovers who were intended to throttle her...Two horses leisurely went to the Gerton city. The captain of the guards who was keeping the gate city rolled his eyes as he saw Stelle was perfectly fine, riding horse over. His eyes were popped out to the point that anyone who saw him right now would doubt whether or not his eyes might fall out."You.... Young lady Stelle? !"!" He instinctively blocked the horse carrying Stelle but didn't know what to say?Say "Welcome back"? Not suitable, if Young Master Luo Meng discovers that I welcome Young Lady Stelle in front of everyone, I indeed don't need to think but still can figure out the outcome!So, say "Why do you come here?" This is also not right. In the end, Young Lady Stelle is still the heir of the Viscount. Her inheritance position is just behind Young Master Luo Meng. I am just a gatekeeper. This is not in the bed, how can I be disrespectful to her! I can really treat her as a tiger that can't bite a human cause it is sick enough to die.So what on earth should I say...A layer of sweats appeared on the forehead of the captain with a tall and sturdy build. The beads of sweat rapidly blended with each other, becoming bigger. At most in half of a minute, they turned into two flows of sweat flowing down his cheeks.Luckily, he was also a veteran soldier, pretty witty. He reluctantly made up an excuse and smilingly asked, "Young lady Stelle, you have brought a group of men out of town earlier, so why do you come back alone?"Stelle sneered and threw tantrum at that man whom she didn't see in normal days, raised her head, used her nostrils to look at people, talked with the haughty attitude of a noble lady, "I don't know that a gatekeeper of this Gerton city dares to question his master----do you perhaps think I have to report to you what I did, whom I was with?"Her words were a little serious. It could be even raised to the class discrimination level. The captain was startled. He then stood upright, got into a proper military posture, shouted loudly, "Get in line! Welcome Young Lady Stelle back into the city!"Although other soldiers were not clear what happened, they couldn't help but be alert as they saw their superior was scolded! They immediately formed into two lines, creating a welcome formation.Strictly speaking, their way of doing this didn't suit the regulation. This kind of welcome formation etiquette was only served for the Lord. Right now, the old viscount had died, and the current viscount position was not officially announced yet. No one in the Gerton's collar qualified to receive such welcome.But at this moment, who would investigate this?In fact, according to the first plan, there should have been other ones who might be on the alert of this matter because Luo Meng had originally arranged two people to guard here to deal with any unexpected problem.But when they saw this scene, one of those two had ridden horse back to the viscount residence to report the news. While the other man, whose strength appeared not bad, thought over and over and didn't come here to prevent in the end.Those two who were appointed were obviously not idiots. They instantly felt something wrong when they saw Stelle, a dying feeble chicken suddenly took on a new lease of life and regained the full power. Meanwhile, the group of lovers of hers had changed into an unknown black knight.If something was not right, he could not act spontaneously. Especially, this kind of extraordinary power that had got close to the level of an advanced Swordsman, which made him look very outstanding. He meticulously examined Lei, bewilderedly found out that although this black knight was riding horseback, his body was in the attacking posture, which could easily react to any attack from any direction. This was simply impeccable-----this could not be described by the word "strong", it was absolutely beyond imagination!He had met all of the most formidable knights in the Gerton's collar. Those knights could also possess this kind of state but only when they were in a war. But this black knight could also maintain this state daily without any danger from attack.There was no need for the complicated logic. He could easily come to a conclusion.This conclusion made him scared to the point that his legs both became flabby.That unknown black knight could probably be an advanced adventurer, as he possibly was----close to the Legend!
