"There are six more of us!"

Hearing Bourne's words, Foreman and the others all turned their heads to look at the other side of the field, where the chubby knight was, a tattered red and black-striped flag fluttering in the evening breeze, making a plopping sound.

The Engru had all rushed out of the small canyon, and Gesen's estimate was accurate, they did have about thirty people, but now thirteen had fallen, and there were less than twenty left.

The Engru people finished the procession, but instead of immediately charging Byrne and the others, they lowered their heads one after another, and their neat singing voices drifted across the field in the night.

The song is mournful, desolate, and contains a faint sadness, apparently mourning the deceased companions on earth.

"Do the people of the Light also sing elegiacs? ”

Byrne shook his head and didn't say anything, he had been through so much, and the church faith that had once been rooted in his heart had been shaken. Whether it is the Church of Light or the Church of Justice, or the Brotherhood, the Salvation Society, or the Holy Light Society, it is not the gospel of the poor, but the nuns of the Dawn Church with moderate doctrine still have some mercy and mercy towards the poor.

The singing lasted for a minute, and then the Engla procession split in two, and out came a horseman, red armor and cloak, a brown land and sea warhorse, and a large green bow with a long green bow across the front of the saddle.

The Englu cavalry on both sides lowered their heads again, only this time instead of mourning their dead comrades, they paid tribute to the red-armored knight!

"It seems that the rumors are true, he likes the red ...... of blood" Byrne stared at the knight, already making him his main target.

Geson's eyes turned red, and he gritted his teeth and muttered, "It's him, Heart Eater...... Horn Connell, Blackhair, Vic, Drunkard..... all died under his arrows...."

Foreman, Sailor, Severed Finger and others were also a little restless, their anger mixed with faint fear, the murderous reputation of the "Heart Eater" was not blown, it was dyed with the blood of countless enemies.

Horn Connell drove his horse forward, followed by a young knight, and the two slowly approached in the direction of the Charles, who immediately drove the horses to the side of the Charles, and several of his companions followed closely behind him.

"Don't be nervous!"

Charles made a gesture to Bourne and the others not to be nervous, let them wait behind him, and then quietly looked at Horn Connell who was slowly pacing over.

Horn Connell was about forty years old, with a slender face, a miserable white face that was a little abnormal, narrow eyes as sharp as a falcon, and a fierce aura that could not be concealed in his whole body.

Charles' heart pounded wildly for two seconds, and a strange sensation arose in his mind.

"This ...... It can't be such a coincidence!"

When Horn Connor and the two approached three hundred meters, the cavalry team behind Charles was a little restless, three hundred meters was already the absolute control of the Revenant, but they saw that Charles in front of them was not moving, and they could only endure the deeper and deeper fear, and put their hands on their weapons, looking for a trace of confidence to resist.

When Horn Connor got close to a hundred meters, Charles's hands touched the bow of the Moon Shadow, and the experience of being a human being in two lives gave him a calm mind, but he was not afraid of death.

Horn Connell didn't stop until he was a few dozen meters away from Bourne and the others, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "May I ask who killed my pet?"

This was obviously asked to the Charles at the front, and the rest of Bourne and the others were lined up behind the Charles, faintly in a subordinate position,

Charles casually asked, "Which pet are you talking about?"

“......”

Horn Connell was silent for two seconds, his eyes twinkling, "I only have one pet. ”

"Oh, I killed a giant white wolf, I don't know if it's yours!"

Horn Connor nodded, put one hand on his chest and bowed slightly on his horse, and said very formally: "Horn Connell, the Revenant from Henas!"

Charles Chevalier, from Lorraine..... Wind Hunter!" Charles inherited the physical memory of Charles Chevalier, and only nodded slightly, naturally putting the arrogance of the hereditary nobles on the line.

Horn Connell once again leaned over with one hand to his chest, but this time he leaned over a little wider, "Lord Earl, it's my honor to meet you. ”

"I don't feel honored, because I may have to pay a lot of money to meet you, do you think...... How much am I worth?" said Charles, still in that arrogant tone, very proud of the fact that he confessed to paying the ransom.

If the strength is not as good as others, you can only spend money to settle it, and take advantage of the good reputation of the Chevalier family, and make an IOU to fool the enemy in front of you first.

"Lord Count, you misunderstood, I'm not interested in ransom, I'm just honored to have the opportunity to face you on the battlefield. ”

"Oh, is it your pleasure to turn me into a corpse?" said Charles, bowing his head slightly, his eyes looking up, in the haughty interrogation tone characteristic of the nobles.

"Yes, Lord Earl, I am honored to be able to hunt the last of the Hunter Knights!" Horn Connell's mouth curled up in a strange arc, revealing half of his golden teeth.

“............”

I'm honored that your sister has a leg Σ(-'Д ́-ノ;)ノ, Charles scolded angrily in his heart, but his face did not show any anger, but he smiled faintly: "Dare to hunt a hunter knight, your courage is really admirable." ”

"The people of the Conor family have never lacked courage, but they don't know about you, Lord Earl...... Can you still hold up the Hunter Knight Banner of the Lorraine family......"

Horn Connell chuckled, as if casually, he took off the thin leather gloves on his hand and threw them on the grass between himself and Charles, but everyone's eyes around him instantly focused on Charles, waiting for his next reaction.

Charles knew that throwing gloves meant an invitation to a duel, but a duel invitation must match the status of both parties before it could be established, otherwise a slave could invite the king to a duel, so wouldn't it be messed up?

Although the Transcendent has a status and status comparable to that of the nobles, as the hereditary earl of the Shire, he is still higher than Horn Connell, who is the seventh rank of the hunter system, and he has the right to refuse to fight.

"Are you asking for a duel?" said Charles, smirking.

Horn Connell didn't speak, but kept a slightly mocking smile, as if he had expected Charles to be a coward.

Byrne drove his horse forward and whispered, "Lord Earl, you can refuse!"

"There is only Chevalier who died in battle, and there is no Chevalier who is scared to death. ”

Charr smiled contemptuously, took off the chainmail glove in his left hand, and threw it on the grass under the moonlight. But he couldn't stop scolding his mother in his heart at this time.

"I still miscalculated, I thought it would cost two dollars at most, but I had to pull out the knife and fight hard. ”

Ma De Lao Tzu was just thinking about letting his good name spread on the mainland, but at this juncture, a duel came out of me, how could I refuse? So many people were watching my jokes, how could I become a coward?

And...... The unprovoked heartbeat just now also provoked Charles to want to confirm something.

When Charles's chainmail gloves fell on the grass, the people around them instantly became excited, including Foreman and others behind Bourne also let out a shout full of encouragement, which made Charles even more annoyed, Lao Tzu worked hard to win the initiative in this raid battle, and you immediately ignored my life and death in order to watch the excitement? So many people in front of you died in vain?

Charles pulled down the visor from his helmet and covered his already distorted countenance, ready to fight to the death with the Revenant on the other side.

It's a big deal to die again, maybe you'll die again! No, no, no...... I can also summon the hidden boss, but Bourne and they may all be wiped out.

Byrne suddenly stopped in front of Charles's horse, "Lord Earl, you need a knight to follow!"

“.......”

"Lord Earl, you can bring an assistant in a duel, it can be your knight, or your friend......" Byrne was a little nervous for no reason.

"Are you a knight?"

"I ...... No.....," Byrne replied, somewhat ashamed.

Charles tilted his head, turned over and dismounted, then pointed at Byrne and then at the grass in front of him.

Byrne was a little confused, but he dismounted and stood in front of Charles.

"Get on your knees!"

Bourne was stunned for a few seconds, and knelt down on one knee with a complicated expression!

Charles drew his knight's sword, tapped it on Byrne's shoulder, and read a passage.

His voice was a little dull through the armor of his helmet, but it added a bit of solemnity.

At present, the strong enemy is fearless and fearless! Be bold and loyal, and be worthy of the light!

Geng Zheng said bluntly, he would rather die than blame! Protect the weak, there is no blame for heavenly principles!

Byrne, this is your oath, keep it in mind...... My knight!

Bourne was silent for a long time, and finally said his oath with a resolute expression.

I swear to be kind to the weak, I swear to be brave against rape,

I swear to fight all wrong, I swear to fight for the defenseless,

I swear to help anyone who asks for help, I swear not to hurt any woman,

I swear to help my brother knights, I swear to be sincere to my friends,

I swear that I will die for what I love. ①