The sight of the cavalry captain dying under the spear shook everyone present, until Raymond stepped on the dead man's head and pulled the blood-stained weapon out of the corpse's chest with his foot, and people realized that what was in front of them was not a hallucination, but a real fact.

The crowd standing on both sides of the street suddenly became a little restless, leaning on each other's shoulders, raising their hands to cover their mouths, slanting their eyes, and whispering.

In Boenigs, this was the first time that the local residents had witnessed the death of the noble private soldiers who were usually flying and domineering.

In full view of everyone, Raymond grasped the handle of the spear, looked down at the corpse of the cavalry captain for the last time, then kicked the white head on the ground with a kick in disgust, and then turned to face the other riders in the street, and with a "poof" of his right hand, he pulled out his usual curved sword from the sheath of his waist and held it to the other side of his side.

With a spear in his left hand and a sword in his right, Raymond stood fearlessly in front of the rest of the riders, his eyes burning as if they could set a person on fire.

The private soldiers and horsemen under the command of the nobles looked at this young man who dared to kill their captain in the street, and they were stunned for a few seconds at first, and then they reacted one after another-

"What is he?"

"Just a bastard."

"Kill him!"

With that, the riders prepared to pull the reins in their hands and lowered their spears from their shoulders to aim at Raymond.

If the cavalry captain's killing of Raymond was nothing more than an accident, then they didn't believe that such an accident could happen several times in a row in just a minute or two.

You know, on flat ground, it is impossible for a young man with no name to win against a cavalry of small squads!

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

That's when --

"Stop!" A sonorous rebuke came from the side of the street.

Since the crowd was only whispering about the dramatic abrupt event, the sound of the scolding was as striking as a thunderclap falling from the clear sky. Raymond and the riders looked away from the sound, and then another young man was seen squeezing out of the crowd. Holding a silver-haired little girl in one hand, and holding up a shield-shaped badge in the other.

Raymond recognized it at a glance as Arroyo and Tina.

The shield of the young thief was decorated with a border of real gold, and the pattern on the surface was composed of a pure white background and a golden flower carving blooming on the dead branches and leaves—a metaphor for the Golantian Plain in the north of the kingdom, where the famous family of Durion had been divided into a cold and barren duke since the time of the first king, but it was gradually transformed into another place of wealth in the kingdom besides the Lonster plain.

In other words, when the young men parted on the lakeside outside of Hurengel, Finn handed over the coat of arms of the Durien family to Arroyo along with a Void Pocket.

The riders sat on horseback and looked at the gold-rimmed badge in unison.

It took the noble privates about two or three seconds to identify the meaning of the badge. Then he hurriedly turned over and dismounted, and then the deputy of the dead cavalry captain in their team stood out of the queue, saluted respectfully to Arroyo, who had already led Tina to Raymond's side, and then politely asked, "My lord, who are you?" ”

The lieutenant of the cavalry thought to himself that since he had the coat of arms of the House of Dourien, he must have some connection with the Duke of Conlot in the Golantian Plain - so he called the young thief an adult, but in fact he did not know which feudal lord the other party came from.

Arroyo stood beside Raymond. Tilting his head sideways, he swept the surprised but flattering faces of the aristocratic private soldiers, and whispered to Raymond, "You're impulsive again." ”

"What am I impulsive?" Raymond lowered his voice as well, with disdain and embers of anger in his words.

"You killed someone."

"If a beast is clothed in human skin, it is worthy to be called a man."

"......," Arroyo glanced at his companion a little helplessly.

On the lakeside outside Hurengel. Before parting ways with Finn, he remembered that the young paladin he had voluntarily followed had reminded Raymond to keep his temper under control, and had also told him that he had to intervene in time to stop Raymond from losing his mind and making trouble-prone actions if necessary.

For example. The cavalry captain's previous act of killing the two children and their mother was indeed unforgivable and disgusting, exposing the twists and ugliness of his character to the point of being incorrigible - but even so. The nobles who killed the commoners were at best put on a brutal hat in the context of the entire era, but the commoners who killed the nobles were considered rebels by a country, and then they were usually bloodily suppressed by the armies sent by other nobles.

Arroyo could understand Raymond's anger, and vaguely felt that Finn might have done the same if he had been there, but he didn't think that the Swordsman Youth's approach was entirely correct.

However, things have already come to this, and it is naturally impossible for him to press Raymond's head with one hand after taking out the noble badge symbolizing the Durion family, bow down to the other riders who have already dismounted from their horses with spears, and say: "Oh, I'm sorry, gentlemen, my companion is too hot-tempered, and your bastard captain is indeed innocent, so please forgive us for my sake." ”

That would be too dramatic.

So, feeling that Raymond, who was holding a weapon in both hands, was still angry at this moment, Arroyo sighed softly, turned his head and touched Tina's little head to suggest that the little girl should not be afraid, and then cleared his throat with two "cough coughs", pretended to be calm and turned to face the deputy of the cavalry team who had just spoken at him, and replied: "I am Baron Torrenst, a member of the Durien family, and this swordsman is my servant." ”

When the words fell, he paused, then raised his voice a little more, and asked the spear-wielding riders sharply, "Who are you?" Who is your master? ”

The cavalry deputy's lips pursed a little nervously.

After a moment's hesitation, he grasped the hilt of the spear in his right hand, bowed his forehead at Arroyo, and replied, "We are the vigilantes under Baron Singel, Lord Sir. ”

"What about this man?" Arroyo deliberately pretended to be the arrogance that nobles generally possessed, raised his chin slightly, and casually pointed at the corpse of the cavalry captain who had fallen beside him.

"His name is Stuart......"

There was a hint of hesitation on the face of the deputy of the cavalry team, and then he raised his gaze a little and said in a stubborn manner: "His name is Stewart, and he is the captain of our security cavalry team...... and the cousin of Lord Baron. (To be continued.) )