The battle ended very quickly, and the bulky black-armored knight was used by Grant to use a severed rein on his horse in a small space to smoothly wrap his legs, and his body fell heavily to the ground like a small mountain, and he could no longer stand up.

To wait for him is the inexorable disappearance of life.

Carlos touched the mud on his face and beckoned to Koman, who had found them on the roof, and Coman took a direct step and jumped down, landing on the ground with a bent leg easily.

Carlos took Koeman's outstretched hand and said, "How's it going out there?"

Koman had a look on his face that he looked down on me, "They just attracted, lured you out of the group and retreated, leaving a few substitutes behind, and quickly disappeared into the winding alleys. ”

Carlos nodded, silent for a moment.

"It seems that there are people in the city who don't welcome me. ”

Coman was noncommittal, and soon the search team of the trainee knights also appeared at one end of the corridor, and when they saw several people from Carlos, they quickly ran over and guarded Carlos's side.

This raid battle was a huge test for the inexperienced Trainee Knights.

The dwarf McLean severely reprimanded these probationary knights, not because of their panic at the beginning, which caused chaos in the team, and reprimanded them at the cost of five probationary knights killed in battle and nearly ten wounded.

"As you who have sworn allegiance to the Stevenson family and sworn to become official knights of the Stevenson family, you have actually lost the people you need to protect in battle, and your master, Master Carlos, is in deep danger for this, which completely betrays the minimum chivalry, protection and loyalty that you remember every day. ”

McLean was in the open space of the Sword Master's Harbor City Lord's Mansion, angrily spitting saliva on the faces of the apprentice knights.

Carlos sat in the hall, looking out the window at the scene in the training ground, full of confidence in this apprentice knight who had undergone a bloody baptism.

The Black Armor Knights are well equipped, which is not something that ordinary mercenary groups can afford, not just expensive expenditures, but the need for enough high-level armor casters to forge it.

Carlos looked at the saber leaning against the table. The black cloth wrapped around the sword slipped in half, revealing the blade. The craftsmanship of this sword is very high. The scabbard is bronze with a hollowed-out frost pattern carved on it. The blade of the sword, which shines like a silver star, shimmers in the shape of a snowflake, and is a beautiful and practical knight's sword.

Carlos gathered the collected equipment and weapons, and prepared to arm a group of midshipmen who had excelled in battle.

Frankly speaking, these black-armored knights are not bad at fighting, but their ability to be the captain of the transport brigade is not bad.

Carlos planned to have this batch of armor and weapons re-pulped, dyed and refurbished by the craftsman, these things were not black and did not fit his temperament.

It wasn't just the apprentice knights who wanted to be rewarded, the three Hunter brothers did not perform well in this battle, and with the trip to the Rodney Mountains with Anderson, the courage of the three of them increased a lot, regardless of their strength.

When the three of them teamed up to kill the same three archers and handed in the archers' equipment, their eyes stared at several sets of knight black armor without blinking, and their faces were full of excitement and anticipation.

Conrad, the fat hunter, with his dry lips moving slightly, stood cramped in the captive room.

Carlos assigned him the task of guarding the seizures.

The black armor of the heavy cavalry made Fat Conrad's heart sway.

Carlos was served by a servant of the City Lord's Mansion and dressed neatly, and he went to the balcony on the second floor of the mansion, where the nobles of Sword Master Harbor were coming to a dinner today, as the territory of the Stevenson family, the nobles of this city should pay their respects to the lord.

Of course, the lord on the imperial paperwork is Duke Maury Stevenson, and now most of the Duke Maury has died on the front line, and Carlos, as Maury's youngest son, is basically the default successor.

If Carlos was also assassinated by the Assassins, all the local nobles would be eligible to compete to become the new lord.

Carlos understands the implications.

However, he didn't plan to attend the dinner as the new lord of Sword Master Harbor.

Until there is definite news about his father, Duke Murray, and his eldest brother De Ligt, he prefers to expect the best of possible miracles.

The dinner begins.

After the opening politeness and greetings, a small episode soon occurred.

A handsome middle-aged man, somewhat sloppily dressed, appeared from the door of the hall of the dinner party.

He was late.

Attending the first dinner party held by the heir of the former lord, as a local nobleman, it seems out of place to be late.

Bai Yang is the patriarch of the Sines family.

As a knight with a knighthood, his family, Seanes is an old family, operating in the Sword Master Harbor for hundreds of years, and his ancestors have been awarded the highest earldom.

Such an identity is also prominent among the other nobles present.

However.

When Sir Bai Yang entered the hall, some of the nobles sneered at him with impunity.

"The fool is coming. ”

"Qi, that fool who said that after the defeat of the Blackstone Fortress, he would fight to seize the position of the lord of the Sword Master's Port City?"

"Yes, I didn't expect him to dare to come to the dinner. ”

"Shhhh

"Hmph, even if the Stevensons are gone, it won't be their turn to be the Sines family. ”

Amid the laughter and drinking, Sir Bai Yang came to Carlos's table and said respectfully, "My lord, I'm sorry to be late. ”

Carlos smiled indifferently, squinted his eyes and corrected, "It's okay, but I'm not a lord, and the lord of Sword Master Harbor is my father, Maury Stevenson." ”

However, on the other side of the conversation, a pair of deep blue eyes looked at them intently, as if everything around them had disappeared.

Sir Bai Yang was obviously a little surprised by Carlos's answer.

He was stunned, and a dry laugh appeared.

A fat-bellied middle-aged nobleman walked over with a wine glass, laughed out loud, and said, "Young Master Stevenson, this Sir Bai Yang in front of you is not ordinary. ”

Carlos raised his eyelids and asked the fat nobleman, "I don't know, what's unusual about Sir Bai Yang?"

The fat nobleman raised his wine glass respectfully towards Carlos, took a shallow sip, smashed his mouth, and said to Augusta, who was sitting quietly next to Carlos and was now the commander of the Steam Guard Legion, "Lord Augusta, you must know something about this. ”

The fat aristocracy played tricks, but Augusta ignored them.

The tower-like man, because of today's ambush, still had a flesh wound on his right arm, and his bandaged hand was tapping on the table, and he didn't bother to raise his head.

Seeing this, the fat aristocrat smiled dryly to hide his embarrassment.

Carlos saw his expression in his eyes, suddenly hooked the corners of his lips, and said unexpectedly: "Your Excellency wants to accuse this Sir Bai Yang of being the one who ambushed him today?"

The corners of the fat aristocrat's eyes tightened, and he stared at the young heir of Duke Stevenson in front of him, and a strange and unexpected look flashed on his face.

Sir Bai Yang, who had not interjected beside him, heard this, and gently closed his eyes in an instant, and his eyelashes closed at the tips of his eyes, forming a sharp arc.