Yalvis's face was a little ugly in his helmet, it wasn't the first time he had experienced a frontal charge and was put down, but those enemies were either knights who were also heavily armoured, or ogre overseers who were more than three meters tall.

However, the Seris on the other side completely relied on his reaction speed and his own agility to dodge his charging attack with his [Breath Traction] state activated.

What does this mean?

The opponent has a crushing advantage for him in terms of reaction speed.

His strongest blow was lightly dodged by the other party, and even his own war horse was slapped in the face.

But Jarvis is an experienced knight on the battlefield, he did not get frustrated, but carefully guarded the opponent's counterattack, and did not show the slightest flaw.

That idiot of Bandinik is a shame for the caster!

Jarvis felt that the enemy in front of him was much stronger than the last time they met.

The last time the conflict happened very suddenly, no one expected that there was a powerful professional hidden in that small gathering place.

And Yárvis, as a knight, was somewhat disdainful of the actions of Algernon's eldest son, so he avoided it.

By the time Jarvis arrived, his lord had been badly wounded, and there were panicked servants everywhere, while the other party had hidden half of his face under his scarf.

All he remembered was the other man's black hair, black eyes, and the anger in his eyes.

The opponent was strong, but he was still injured by his own charge attack and had to flee.

And the Seris in front of him are powerful and terrifying.

The same black head, black eyes, less anger in his eyes, more indifference.

It's not that Yalves didn't suspect that Bandinik had mistaken someone, but the chances of two powerful Seris professionals appearing in a row in a remote part of the Far South Colony, near Godrim City, were too low.

Even if it's not one person, they're definitely related!

Jarvis gently knocked the horse under his crotch with his heel, urging his old buddy to prepare for the next charge.

With a short distance of more than ten meters, it is obvious that he cannot exert his strongest attack, but behind the enemy, his own squire knight is ready to charge.

And the other professionals of Goldrim City will also quickly rush here to surround this Seris, and this time it will definitely not let you escape again!

Xu Yichen watched the other party launch an offensive again, and the little patience he had was exhausted.

Maybe the local lord will give him a satisfactory result after the misunderstanding is resolved, but that result will definitely be based on the loss he can't afford!

A lion knight and three squire knights charged the demon hunter from both front and rear directions at the same time, and four horses galloped to the sound of neighing!

The three young squires, who had begun to take shape under the cultivation of Jarvis, had lived together for many years, making these young people full of tacit understanding between their every move.

Jarvis had already written a letter of recommendation to his Grand Master, and planned to send the three squires to the Lion Knights for training in the second half of the year.

Lord Algernon agreed, and he was willing to pay for all the three squires, including their travel expenses, living expenses for the first year, and the cost of personal equipment and mounts.

Of course, they had already sworn allegiance to the ruler of the House of Algernon for the next ten years.

This is not a small amount of money, even for the nobles with a territory, the cost of training three knights can be painful for them, but Algernon has always been generous in this regard.

In the wilderness of the Far South, power equals power, and more professionals loyal to their family equals more land, more people, and more money.

However, they are afraid that they will lose this opportunity forever, the opportunity to transform from mortal to truly transcendent.

Because they have chosen this wrong opponent as an enemy today.

The moment Jarvis charged, he saw the Seris face him, slashing his left thumb across his neck.

In those evil black eyes, the indifference to life and all things made the knight shudder.

In the next second, Jarvis saw that the other party had his back to him, and launched a countercharge in the direction of the squire knight with a speed he had never seen before.

Infantry against cavalry charge!

"Be careful!" Knowing that the other party was not a powerless character, Yalvis couldn't help but shout, reminding his squire.

But it was too late.

The Demon Hunter's razor-sharp sword resembled a crescent, slicing off the legs of a squire knight's mount in a split second.

The horse that had lost its front hooves fell forward in a scream, and threw the knight out of his back.

The young squire involuntarily waved his arm, trying to balance in the air, but a sharp sword that had been waiting for a long time stood sideways in midair.

The young squire watched desperately through the helmet's viewing window as the blade in front of him got closer and closer, and the next second he lost consciousness.

Xu Yichen's counter-charge caused the knights' originally perfect cooperation to tear open a crack, causing an error in the engagement time between Yalvis and the squire.

He gave himself at least three seconds to recover, and he could easily crush the young men who were somewhere between professional and mortal, while the knight behind him could only gallop hard in grief.

What can a demon hunter do in three seconds?

In the first second, he decapitated one of his attendants, and it looked as if the attendant had jumped over and slammed his neck into the blade of his sword.

In the second second, he kicked sideways the leg of the second squire, and the other man and horse drifted out, just in the way of Yalvis's charge.

The Lion Knight either galloped and trampled his squire to death, or jumped over the head of the squire at his feet, giving up the chance to attack the Demon Hunter.

And in the third second, Jarvis saw the other man leap up from the ground like a falcon, straddle the last squire's horse, grab the squire with one hand, and throw him off the horse.

Jarvis watched as the attendant, who had been with him for more than three years, folded the knee of one leg forward at a wide angle after landing.

The enraged knight leaped to his horse with what little sanity he had left, dodging obstacles on the ground and missing the opportunity to attack his enemies.

The demon hunter stretched out his index finger and shot in the direction of the knight, then blew his finger on his lips and steered his horse to the city wall.