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William was called William the marksman in his hometown, but in the middle he was called Wilhelm the archer.

He was originally a hunter who shot an apple out of a hundred paces, so the villagers called him a marksman.

Finding and hunting them for days or weeks, finally discovering them and hunting them, I felt the thrill of leaving my work.

But then again, a year later, two years later, it got more and more boring. How long do we have to do this?

The thrill of the first successful hunt was long gone. It was just a boring day. Suddenly, I thought, what if we hunt people?

It was a terrible thought, but he was not evil. I didn't want to kill innocent people, and I didn't feel the thrill of killing them.

That's why he left home without a doubt for the midst of many wars. You can go to the battlefield and kill the soldiers.

When I arrived in the middle, I tried to enter the mercenaries and the lord's soldiers, demonstrating my archery, but there was nowhere I could take it. The middle-aged outsiders say the bow is a cowardly weapon, but they chase it away.

Alone, on a hunting expedition, a man named Zigmunt came to me and said he wanted to hire him.

William said yes without a doubt, and went to Heldenburg to train archers. A few years later, a war broke out.

I was blindfolded while living in a garrison. And I heard them chattering. Why do you use bowmen? They're cowards. They're arrogant.

Many of them were publicly disputing. In the short term, I fought with mercenaries and soldiers. William didn't want to back off. There was no day for bruising on his face. I was naturally roughened up.

I didn't even want to be recognized. I will leave after my experience of killing people on the battlefield. You sick, middle-aged bastards!

But as they spent their days being repaired, they began to recognize him as a colleague, slowly calling him Archer Wilhelm.

A few months later, I heard a man called the Knight King joined me. I thought the king of knights and the king of flies had nothing to do with him.

On the day of the first battle, I saw myself clearly. Knight King charging in with his spear in front of him! And he pulled out his axe and wiped out his enemies like a storm! In the end, William didn't fire a single arrow that day.

I leaned in to see him from a distance after the battle. Obviously, he thought it was a ferocious and cruel personality, but it was surprisingly quiet. And I always seemed to have something on my mind.

I couldn't understand why he did what he did when he released the prisoners, but somehow he seemed different. I don't care if it's right or wrong to release the prisoners, and the strange things he does seem cool.

In the second battle, the knight king became the sun. A dazzling light appeared from him and I couldn't even look properly. He joined forces with the soldiers to escort the "Knight King." In the end, that day, I didn't shoot a single arrow.

He became lord and returned to Heldenburg. And then a few years later, I heard he joined the Crusaders and is gathering troops in Ramus. I went straight for him without hesitation.

The knights did not recruit archers, so they had to raise their spears. But it didn't matter. If only I could see him fight again!

William saved the finger of training archers among the infantry in the Knights, exerting his own leadership. So I was naturally elected to the 7th Infantry Commander.

I boarded the ship to cross the sea with the knight king. Soldiers were supposed to be below deck, so hygiene was terrible.

Whenever I was tipsy, people's excrement, vomit, and rats came and went with the water of the sea.

Suddenly, I encountered abundance and all sorts of things mixed up underneath the deck. Before a single battle, it was just a death sentence.

I arrived close to the eastern continent, but I was unable to sit down. I took a day off and followed him.

I met an enemy in the river. What do we do? We have no supplies. Starving to death?

But the knight king led the knights across the river, bravely charging, and swept them away. It seemed like a flame was rising from my heart. He charged in fiercely, killing his enemies.

And the next few I met were the archers on horseback. The prophetic knight king told us not to attack, but to stop. Soldiers pick up their shields and block their arrows, but some are seriously injured or some die horribly. Why don't you give the order to attack?

There was an ambush at night, and it was sunny in the middle of the chaos. I went to the enemy camp under the commander's command, and overnight the enemy was completely destroyed. From a distance, I can see him sitting alone, wrapped around his face with both hands. Oh, my god.

The third enemy was Amazon, the infamous pagan king. When I first saw his army, I couldn't calm my trembling hands.

The self was placed in the center. The knight king howls in front of the soldiers. Conquer your fears and you will have the world. Test your destiny. God wants it!

I gave the order to advance, and as I got closer to the enemy, I led the knights ahead of me, just as the Knight King told me the other day.

And he turns back, avoiding the enemy's cavalry, as he promised. At that time, I saw his face. I shut my mouth tightly, and my eyes burst with flames.

You saw him with his own eyes as he grabbed the spear and dashed into the center of the enemy! And he shouted a battle cry that echoes through the world. Fire them up!

I felt the beating of my heart bursting, and I dared to charge. I wasn't really scared of dying. My fellow soldiers feel the same way. I felt connected with my colleagues and united.

With a legendary, unbelievable victory, he stands before the army. I looked up at him, and I couldn't see his face because he was backlit.

He looks up at the sun for a moment. At that time, I was convinced without a doubt. He is the one sent by God.

I followed him again and saw the release of hundreds of thousands of prisoners for no ransom, and heard that they were invited to a banquet and called a chain of suffering. I felt that it was unusual for God to send me.

I also heard the first commandment, calling myself the Guardian of the Holy Land, being worshipped at the Holy Land. But since then, he has been stuck in an office and can no longer be seen often. I'm starting to think of home.

He hesitated for a moment when he recruited the rest of the group, but he applied for a leave of absence. And I got a good global allowance.

He didn't pay much, but he never paid on time, and he always took good care of his wages. In addition to global allowances, I was paid up to my boat wages.

As I get on the ship, I think about the days I fought with him as I watched Zairexel drift away. He was on the scene at the moment of legend. I can no longer afford to die.

I bought a horse in Lucretia. I never learned to ride, but I was tired of knights riding. I didn't get used to it easily But over time, I became more and more accustomed.

Soon after returning home, war broke out. And I heard the Queen was greatly defeated in her first battle. I thought there was no time to die, but I thought, Is this really how I die?

Then I heard someone impersonating the knight king was coming. William felt as if he had heard an unbearable insult. Even when everyone went to see him, William was just stuck in a tent.

But right now, there's someone in front of him. That sparkly blonde, that scar, those fresh blue eyes. You really are the Knight King Albrecht!

“Why is there no answer? I asked if you knew me. ”

William recovers from Albrecht's cough in a frenzy. I'm freezing, staring at him.

William takes off his hunting hat, bowing his head.

“I, I, he, was a servant. Knight King. No, Divine Constabulary, no, Divine Constabulary. From the Middle War to the Crusades. ”

The archers sitting around and resting were also greatly surprised when the guardian knight appeared. However, they were even more surprised at their archer's embarrassment. I've never seen a commander like that before.

Albrecht glances down at him quietly. Then he thought for a moment and said,

“Can you shoot a bow? ”

William bows his head more in shame. I heard he's from the North. He thinks he's a coward.

For the Northerner or the Central, the better the bow, the more cowardly you become. But who would tell lies in front of whom? I just lost my job.

“I've never seen anyone shoot a bow better than me in my life. ”

Albrecht rubs his beard and thinks again. And I looked at him and I said,

“Let me see your hands. ”

William puts his spearless longbow in his hand and puts it on his shoulders. Then he aimed at straw targets, which are about six, 70 steps away. Shortly after aiming, he shoots an arrow.

The arrow flies, drawing a natural parabolt, and is plunged directly into the center.

Albrecht thinks he can shoot with a nod, but William puts on one more step.

Then I shot at the target again. The arrow flies, drawing a natural parabola just like before, and is stuck exactly where the first foot was.

“Wow!”

The archers shout without even knowing it. I knew you were a good bowman, but this is almost a trick.

Albrecht's eyes widen as well.

“What's your name? ”

William, who is still bowing his head, said.

“William.”

Albrecht looks down at him and says,

“Will you follow me if I appoint you as my knight and deputy? ”

William had to think for a moment about what he had just heard. Then he looks up at Albrecht and says, angry again.

“Well, I'm not very good with knives. Not even close to Randolph's toe. ”

Albrecht smiles and says, looking at him.

“I don't know much about bows, and it's hard to compare swords to bows, but your archery looks much better than Randolph's. ”

William was distracted. What did you just say? You're better than the sword genius Randolph? You simply look at Albrecht with trembling eyes.

Albrecht looks down at him and says again.

“What are you going to do? Will you assist me as deputy if I knight you? ”

The archers watching next to him were also embarrassed. What the hell is going on? You're gonna be a knight? Is it really that easy to be a knight?

William stares at Albrecht with trembling eyes and has not answered for a long time. He barely said with all his strength.

“There can be no greater honor for me. ”

Albrecht smiles and pulls his sword right off the horse.

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