Chapter 323: 311, Tyrant’s Proof and King’s Proof
The nine Sacred Order split in the sky and silently descended one by one to the ground.
Charles imdiately went up to greet them and said loudly, “Congratulations, Krel, and congratulations to you too, Ebner! You’ve finally beco Knight Kings!”
Ebner smiled slightly and said, “I’m not a Knight King!”
Charles was a bit surprised. Ebner laughed and said, “Krel has condensed the Eight Great Knights’ Certificates into the Tyrant’s Proof, advancing to a Knight King. I’ve taken a different path; I’ve condensed the Eight Great Knights’ Certificates into the King’s Proof!”
Charles suddenly realized and said, “So you’re the Leader of Ten Thousand Horsen, Ebner!”
Upon reaching the Sacred Order on the path of knighthood, although one can be dubbed “Sacred,” naly the commonly called Holy Knight, there are two branches. One path is that of the Knight King, which is aggressive and impassioned, unbeatable in valor. The other is the path of the King, where one can significantly enhance their strength by training their own Knighthood and unifying their aura with that of their knights, known as the Leader of Ten Thousand Horsen.
In single combat, the Knight King is unrivaled, but if each commands a Knighthood, the Leader of Ten Thousand Horsen would invariably win ten out of ten battles.
Of course, the Leader of Ten Thousand Horsen, for this reason, has a characteristic: good at defense, poor at offense.
A Knighthood naturally can’t fly through the skies and maneuver at high speeds like the Sacred Order. But if you give the Leader of Ten Thousand Horsen a city to defend, they often can’t be breached even by several mbers of the Sacred Order working together.
Krel patted Charles’s shoulder with a genuinely warm attitude and said, “We were separated from the main forces on the battlefield of Ferlanden due to a fight, blocked by a Vampire of the Sacred Order from Byron. You can’t imagine how brutal that battle was; all our underlings were killed by that Vampire of the Sacred Order, leaving just the two of us to be toyed with like mice.”
“But that Vampire of the Sacred Order didn’t expect that after we were driven into a corner, Ebner and I broke through one after another. The two of us together ended up slaughtering that Vampire of the Sacred Order. That battle was truly thrilling.”
“It was also the closest we both ever ca to death.”
“I almost thought we’d never return to Strasbourg again.”
As Krel spoke of this event, he couldn’t help but let out a long sigh, clearly with fresh mories.
Ebner Sui also smiled slightly and said, “At that ti, Krel stood in front of and said heroically, ‘Brother, I’ll go first!'”
“That was the first ti I saw such a terrifying expression on his face.”
As the two talked about their experiences, they both felt the joy of surviving a disaster.
Charles was also happy for them; after all, both mbers of the Sacred Order could be considered his friends and would beco his most powerful supporters in the future, whether on the battlefield or in the officialdom.
Krel Brittany chatted with Charles for a while and casually asked, “How did you find them both?”
The Old Leopard Man had altered his appearance and wasn’t using his Bloodthirsty Fighting Spirit, so Krel didn’t recognize him. Golden Ram Herolf was too conspicuous for anyone to mistakenly identify him, and Krel had just returned from Ferlanden and hadn’t received the relevant news yet.
Charles shrugged and said, “It’s a long story. Let’s get so coffee first to set the mood, and I’ll slowly tell you everything.”
Krel laughed heartily and followed Charles into his military carriage.
Charles had soone prepare coffee. He had never been short of supplies on his marches, unlike Krel and Ebner, who were always lacking resources. After all, there were too many troops in Ferlanden, and they weren’t as skilled at making money as Charles.
Charles detailed the matter of nilman attacking St. Michael Island and calling him over to act as an inside agent.
Of course, he didn’t say a word that shouldn’t be said.
Krel and Ebner were surprised and exclaid, “So it really is Golden Goat Herolf, the pirate boss, whom you’ve tricked into signing a master-servant contract? He’s really unlucky!”
The Old Goat and Tumishen were also present. The Old Goat’s face remained unchanged, but he cursed inwardly, “Are you really bringing this up to talk about?”
“Don’t I have any dignity at all?”
“I, too, am a mber of the Sacred Order, the Pirate King of the Sea of Giant Whales.”
“The leader of the Golden Goat Pirate Group.”
“At my peak, I had an Ancient Magic Warship, a Magical Alchemy Warship, and St. Michael Island…”
“Damn it, now I have nothing.”
“Charles is just too despicable; how can there be such a an, dishonest, and sleazy person in the world?”
“It’s unjust of the Nine Great True Gods to allow such a being to exist in this world.”
Charles was all smiles; he didn’t care about the Old Goat’s grumbling. They had already signed the master-servant contract, what did a few muttered complaints matter?
Krel glanced at Tumishen. Charles only ntioned that he was a Sacred Order collected by nilman, sent to help, and Krel didn’t ask more, saying, “nilman has finally caught a breath, truly a cause for celebration.”
“I didn’t expect you to have a secret base in the Inglima Archipelago. Thanks for your help this ti.”
Charles thought, “Why bother ntioning it? The senior isn’t just yours.”
But such a mood-killing comnt, Charles would never voice it out loud; after all, it was too lacking in emotional intelligence.
Krel quickly returned to the serious topic and said, “This ti, the Black Phoenix Dynasty caught us off guard. The military departnt only had ti to send Ebner and here, and for now, we can’t divert more manpower.”
“However, we have Ebner! They can’t break through our Knighthood.”
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