The Old Knight of a Frontier District

4.

I went back to the square with Liza.

The villagers and the people of the Brigade (Tran) are gathering.

The square is bright because the second moon also rose.

The knights were ministers of the lords.

The people of Eina commanded them to go up immediately to the Lords' Hall.

There may also be a feast in the Lords' Hall to celebrate the harvest, and there is nothing suspicious about this order itself.

But why did you send as many as twenty ministers to tell you that life?

At least half of the twenty look like knights.

There will still be other knights in the hall.

The territory here should be four villages.

I wonder how they feed so many knights.

The captain of the brigade (Tran) gave instructions, and the people of Eina threw their loads into the carriage and began to move.

A knight who was circling the area found Liza behind Bardo.

"Woman.

You're Eina's daughter, too.

Come. "

With the hand offered, Liza hid further behind the bald,

"No.

I was bought by this husband tonight. "

I said.

The knight had an uncomfortable eye and tried to catch Liza.

seal that movement with your own body. When Baldo,

Lord Knight, it is true that these people will give you one night's dream if you pay them.

But that doesn't mean you can be free anytime, anywhere as long as you give money.

I want to do this to these people. I don't want to do this.

When I say,

"If you don't come, I'll kill you."

I've said.

Liza glanced sadly at Bardo's beard and walked out with the carriage.

Something's wrong at last, Bardo thought.

The way we do it is too forceful, and why should we be so keen to kill?

It is not an atmosphere that we are calling to let the people of Eina perform their art.

At that time, Chantillion's voice sounded.

"Shall we then invite you to the Lords' Hall, too?"

If you look at it, Chantillion is facing the captain and the Bumpy Knight.

"Hmm.

Want an inn in the Lords' Hall? "

If you look closely nearby, even in the dark, one can see the elegance that flows out of Chantillion.

I am a wandering poor knight.

"Yeah.

Your lord will not regret having invited us. "

This tells us in the dark that we are quite a knight of stature.

The captain's knight,

"Well, may I accompany you?"

I said.

Bardo and Chantillion rode horses.

Whether you are a fallen knight or a knight with great combat power and no loss of pride, you can see it on a horse.

You felt the force from Bardo and Chantillion, the captain's knight sent a terribly tight gaze.

Tight gaze at the enemies you're about to kill.

5

That was more of a fort than a hall.

Maybe it used to be a fort.

It covers the roundabout with large, sturdy rock walls.

I can't see from the outside what's going on inside.

Following the brigade, Baldo, who was last inside the fence, gave it a little.

All over the square, people are connected.

Tied up so you can't escape.

Those are civilians.

Are you a peasant or a traveler?

I see despair in my eyes.

Let's go hunting!

I didn't expect the lord to take the lead in people hunting.

No matter how much, the people of their own territory will hunt, and very close villages will not attack.

But he sends his men to hard-to-reach places, to take villagers, to put nets on the streets, to take travellers.

And sell it off to slaves.

That's an easy way to bottom up your income.

Of course, I can't make a decent slave contract, so I can't sell it as a regular slave.

But there are always people who want crushed slaves, and those people put a higher price on the regular market.

The women, of course, become the bottom slave whores.

If you look good and young, you'll sell for a few times more than a man slave.

It's easy to take the original because it's a huge expense for a whorehouse, but you're a whore who doesn't have to pay for it anyway.

Chantillion and I can get away with this now.

But if you go down the horse and get inside the building, you may not get out alive.

You can't let Chantillion die.

What to do.

Under the direction of the captain, the soldiers began to detain the people of Eina, whom they had brought.

Tie your hands together and tie them to walls and stones so they can't move.

seeing it. Chantillion raised his voice of protest, but

"You two, come here"

and was guided by the captain's knight, and the two were to go inside the building.

6.

The lord was young.

I wouldn't be over twenty yet.

He has eyes like he pasted a laugh, and his whole face is blue-white.

"The Knight of the Journey.

May I ask your name? "

said the lord.

Chantillion nodded, heading to Baldo and finally offered his hands.

They demand a dagger engraved with a king's seal.

Bardo shook his head to the side, thinking it was a bad hand.

If you find out who this one is, you'll think he's the one you should never leave alive.

If you put it well, you better make them think you're someone they're going to be able to keep company with.

But Chantillion sought a dagger on top of the other.

Inevitably, Bardo gave him the dagger.

The young lord, who received the dagger from Chantillion, tested it for a while and eventually stunned him in the face.

Chantillion, as he punctuated,

"The Lordship.

Many of the fears that are here are entrusted by His Majesty the King to His Majesty Lord Bard Lowen, the Imperial Seal of the Zhongjun.

Your Excellency is on a journey of patience, and you can rest assured that you have no intention of making things rough.

I understand your desire for the people of Eina to celebrate the harvest, but the means are too abusive.

I wonder if I could have invited the people to the hall after I entertained them.

And now we shall go away, and the people of Eina shall be rewarded.

I said.

The servants of the lord went out of their way.

If all of a sudden we are told that the general of the King's direct army has appeared before us, there is no reason to be surprised.

Bardo was surprised, too.

Chantillion doesn't know what the sight just saw means.

You can't possibly be unaware of people hunting, but knowledge and the sights you see with your eyes don't connect well.

"You're lying."

The voice of the lord stifled the stifling of the room.

"I've never even heard of a knight called Bardo Lowen, etc.

This dagger is also a bright red fake.

An unacceptable felony to bear the name of the National Army's Column Stone General.

Slash and abandon these fumblers, men!

Chantillion tried to speak to the Lords even more in a hurry.

The Lords' orders were too abrupt for the ministers to move quickly either.

Bardo didn't waste this little time.

He pulled out his ancient sword, calling the name of Stabolos with his heart, and slashed him into a knight of metal armor without turning around.

There were eight enemies in the room besides the lord.

Everyone has their swords hanging on their hips.

Looks like a relatively army gathered in this room.

Two of them are wearing metal armor, and helmets.

Even the two of these helmets managed to open the path.

The ancient demon sword, re-sharpened by the hand of a famous worker, broke its head with each helmet as it emitted a blue-green light invisible to man.

Lords' ministers draw their swords and attack them.

Bardo stepped forward to the right, blind to the other enemies, waving an ancient sword from left to right for the neck of the enemy in the other helmet.

My neck danced to the universe with my helmet on.

One sword struck the flank.

One sword was taken with his left hand.

I jumped back to make a mistake.

I saw how Chantillion was doing as I jumped.

If you seize the lord well, things will be in your favor at once.

Chantillion stood on a bar without pulling out his sword.

The lord has been trying to strike Chantillion from behind with a knight captain sticking out his sword since before he shook up his sword.

Baldo's back hit the wall.

Two enemies are approaching from the front to wave up their swords.

He took the sword of his left enemy with his left arm and protruded an ancient sword against his right enemy.

The enemy on the right blew up big back.

Bardo kicked the back wall with his right foot and jumped forward a lot.

He grabbed the left enemy's face with his left hand, pushed it straight forward and threw it away.

I rolled around involving the enemy that was behind me.

There were two enemies who swept over the fall, and immediately slashed them by Baldo.

Bardo glanced at the right.

The lord has his right hand slashed and torn and his sword removed.

The captain of the knight is slashing and tearing his belly directly beside him to flood his organs.

That's Chantillion.

Even if it's moving, the polished moves are alive.

But things are still strange.

Though he has a sword, he is bored as if he were frightened by what he has done.

Baldo quickly ran into the left as he captured these conditions at the edge of his eyes.

I took position without dealing with both of them at the same time.

He slashed and took the sword with his left arm, striking an ancient sword into the other's neck.

I kicked that enemy with my right leg, which began to gush blood violently from my neck.

It hit an enemy that was up behind it.

I rushed over quickly where I broke my attitude and cut it to the neck muscle.

Looking around, the first enemy to poke him in the stomach was about to rise, so he struck him in the shoulder from the back.

The last time I held my right hand and broke the head of the lord that was twitching around.

Looking back, the door was open and the lord's ministers were glancing into the room with their blue faces.

Bardo told them that the lord who transgressed national law had succeeded, and that he who faced him would slaughter.

They fled and scattered.

Chantillion stares down at the captain of the knight he has killed, and is stunned.

This young man must have experience in action, but what's wrong with this?

No.

Even when it comes to real-life experience, this is different today than leading the Knights to crusade bandits and chase beasts.

Bardo himself, when he first slashed a man, suffered remembered for days and days the feeling of the sword eating into his opponent's flesh.

The erupting smell of human blood and guts is intense.

Besides, they are knights of their own country.

but now is not the time to slow down.

I rushed out the chantillion.

And he commanded them to free themselves quickly.

I heard a scream.

It's a woman's voice.

An escaping knight is about to take up a woman on a horse.

Bardo started running.

The chantillion ran through the side of it.

Bardo loosened his legs and looked around.

You can leave the screaming woman to Chantillion already.

Fortunately, I don't see anyone else being a werewolf.

When he turned his gaze back on Chantillion, he was releasing the woman by striking the infidel.

Eina's daughter, but not Liza.

A little younger, dark-haired daughter.

Bardo asked where he intended to go under the knight who tried to expose the woman.

I answered the name of a knight I didn't know, so when I asked him who it was, he said he was a knight with a territory a little south of here.

Bardo ordered Chantillion to let the man go.

Some of them should have run away first anyway.

We have to hurry.

Releasing those who are bound, Bardo told.

The lord who was trying to hunt people and sell them to slaves succeeded.

You'd better get away with it right away because your fellow lords might rush.

If it's about a few days' worth of food, even if I get the stuff from this hall, I close my eyes.

The people of Eina acted fast.

He did not have to wait for the chief's life, but jumped into the hall.

Someone from the hall comes out and runs away in the wrong place.

Grab your bags each.

And some of the captives went into the hall, and some went straight out, thanking him.

Chantillion is confused without knowing why.

Bardo explained to Chantillion.

What this lord has discussed will soon be passed on to the neighborhood.

I don't know what kind of lineage knight you are, but there will be related parties such as relatives, involved, or faction members.

Whoever was smoking good juice knowing the Lord's crimes here will try to kill us and avenge us.

Whoever thought of the lord here as a disgrace in his body would try to kill us and seal his mouth.

You can't intercept me here in any case.

Bardo also took Chantillion and walked into the hall again.

I hear screams.

When I enter the room, there are women who would be the lord's family, and several men are attacking me.

I approached him and he was trying to take the collar.

Is the owner of the collar the back of the lord?

What I'm trying to take away is a man who was a minister until earlier.

Bardo drove the men away and left the room declaring that he would not allow himself to lay his hands on this room.

The head of Eina came and thanked him for saving me, asking me which way to go.

Baldo replied that he wanted to go to a city or village in the north or west direction.

The chief said that there was a village three minutes west, and a big city two more minutes north.

Then when we went there, Bardo said, "Can I come with you?"

I'm asking you to escort me.

The people of Eina walk in their carriages loaded with luggage, so they can't move on.

Bardo laughed small and praised the person, saying, "Let's go with him."

The chief bowed his head deeply.

And the men of Eina came out of the hall.

Has dishes, conditioning, etc. in his hand.

In short, he stole it.

Baldo put up the chantillion with his mouth about to open.

These people also need funding for their journey.

It just ended up working in that village.

Bardo made the chief hasten to pack and explained to Chantillion.

There were those who had earlier taken the woman and tried to deliver it to the lord of the south.

The lord is a man who is happy to receive the woman he has taken as a souvenir.

Looks like Chantillion figured this out, too.

When Bardo went to the well and watered the water bottle, he washed away the blood on his armor.

Chantillion did the same.

And left the hall with the brigade (Tran).