The Defeated Dragon

Early in the morning the next day.

Marcus arrived early in the castle, did not enter, but waited outside the castle. Looking at the lowly, ruined castle, his heart was cold, perhaps thinking that his future, like that of the castle, was broken.

The castle is built on a dirt slope in the southwest corner of the town.

There are no tall walls, no tall arrow towers, no stomping towers, no wide moat guards, no huge gates.

It's a bigger, two-story house.

Stone stacked walls, already hidden with cracks. Gradually on the roof, several tiles fell off, wondering if it would leak on rainy days.

It is said that this humble little castle is centuries-old. When Coral Island was not yet the territory of the Count, it had a noble life and then collapsed. After being sealed off Coral Island, the Earl remodeled the castle as a separate yard for visiting the town of Flowers, only to have lived in the future.

Until now, Baron Lester, stay in the castle.

And he, a former earth knight of the Coral Island Knights, who was ambitious to honor himself on the battlefield, will be a regular visitor to this little castle.

Stay with Baron Lester in a town of flowers that doesn't have a stone road.

“Good morning, Mr. Marcus.” Tom, the manservant who picked an empty bucket and was going to the town well to get water, greeted him respectfully.

Marcus responded faintly: "Good morning. ”

He can't remember Tom's name, but he remembers his surname, which seems to be a "pig ring," a very typical civilian surname. It was himself, and there was no noble name, “Wheels”, because his grandfather was a wagon driver, rolling wheels every day.

That's how civilians get caught. What's their last name?

He envied the noble name, the Count's name, the tulips, what a noble name! How much effort does he need to change a similar name for himself? No noble surname can be used by civilians, flowers, precious stones, metals… nobility will never allow civilians to degrade them!

Soon after, four tall men in leather came behind Marcus.

“Mr. Marcus.” The four greeted each other.

“Carl, Rom, Greg, Oden, you're here.” Marcus responded that the four men were the knights of Lester's obedience.

Knight of obedience is not a knight, but a knight's obedience, a kind of servant who takes care of knights on the battlefield. Guns, horses, laundry, cooking.

In essence, Marcus is also a kind of obedient knight, except that he is a free people, and the obedient knight is a servant who sells his body.

A moment later, Lester, not too awake, walked out of the castle's windy gate. Lester in the morning, dressed in simple exercise clothes, elegant white, with his jealous face, a high profile and exceptional temperament, was absolutely superb.

“Good morning, Teacher Marcus, Carl Iron Hammer, Rom Barrel, Grey Sickle, Orden insole, and gentlemen and ladies. ”

Gentlemen are maids, ladies are maids, and noblemen, whether married or not, can call themselves servants.

It's like a male housekeeper, married or unmarried, is called a sir, and a female housekeeper, married or unmarried, is called a wife. Noble stereotyping, Lester's body has been used to it for sixteen years, and instincts greet him like this.

“Lord Baron, let's start the knight training class. ”

“Okay.”

On the dirt mound in front of the castle, Lester began his knight's practice. His four cavaliers didn't learn to fight, they just stood by and beat their bodies.

Bloodline inheritance is about fighting, and few civilians can learn it.

In fact, Lester feels that Qi is related to nutrition, a civilian who can't even eat enough food, how can you refine the strength in your body and turn it into Qi Qi.

Among the aristocrats, as long as they work harder, there is no such thing as inability to practice.

This is also why the aristocracy firmly holds a dominant position, with money to feed, cultivate fighting, harness power and squeeze civilians, so that they are richer, richer, richer, stronger, more powerful and more able to squeeze civilians.

Morning milk with bread provides constant nourishment for Lister's source.

Under Marcus' tutelage, he has been practicing the book since he was six years old. Unfortunately, the results were minimal, and although the fighting made him stronger than the civilian population, the trainee knight seemed very weak compared to the earth knight, and Marcus could defeat him with one hand.

“The mysterious atmosphere, the unprecedented experience, the practice… I don't know what the reward for the exuberance of the fighting will bring me after completing the mission, is it to make me a knight of the earth? ”

Feel the fighting in your body, Liszt practicing diligently.

It took an hour to finish the morning lesson.

“Teacher Marcus, drink some water, rest for ten minutes, and we'll go.” Lester wiped the sweat off his forehead, and early classes were still tiring.

Old butler Carter has brought a servant with him to bring him some nutritious milk tea.

The four knights divided a cup of milk tea with meat, milk and eggs, tasted in a delicious little sip of milk tea, and forgot about the hour of hard work.

Marcus and Lester have more desserts, cheese biscuits.

By the time they had finished eating and changed their clothes, Thomas, the bodyguard, had brought Lester's horse, an adult horse with almost no clutter in date red. It was a gift from the Earl of Coral Island when he was twelve years old, when he was a pony, and now he is extraordinarily magnificent.

snorted.

The palm-red horse punched a snort and rubbed Lister's arm in a friendly manner.

“Fire Dragon, my old man, stay in the castle and hold it.” Comfort yourself with the ride, Lester, a Lisso flip over, ride on.

Behind Marcus and the four rangers, each riding his own horse. Marcus was a yellow-gray horse, also quite magnificent, and he was riding himself. The Horse of the Horse of the Horse of the Horse of the Horse is an ordinary Horse of the Horse of the Horse of the Horse of the Horse of the Horse of the Horse, which belongs to the property of Lester and is only allocated to the Horse of the Horse of the Horse of the Horse for feeding.

“Master, look forward to a safe journey.” Carter blessed.

“Lend me your good words.” Lister's whip was clear, the Fire Dragon Horse sighed and ran, "Let's go! ”

Riding in the forefront, Lester wears a warcraft leather armor that nobles can afford to wear, lightweight and breathable, and better than regular armor defenses.

Black Warcraft Leather Armor with a one-handed sword slanted between the waist and a black Warcraft Leather Helmet with feathers of male magpie on top, extraordinary martial arts.

In addition to his own weapon, a single-handed sword, a single-handed shield, he also resisted a large knight gun for Lester, as well as backup weapons such as a long sword, nail hammer, shackles, and lunch and water at noon.

Marcus had a bow and arrow in addition to his favorite short gun, and he was an arrow man. His value is more evident than his status as a knight of the earth. It was also his ambition to stand out in the Coral Island Knights pile, hoping to earn the Lord Knight's bottom line.

Da-da-da-da-da-da!

Horseshoe treads on thick land and makes crisp noises. Lester has arrived in town from time to time. Lester has to patrol his territory, and the town is first and foremost.