Most of the rooms on the island of Malta are cramped, but the Attorney-General's rooms are at least spacious enough, with several en-suite rooms and full sanitary and kitchen facilities.

Looking out onto the balcony, the blue Mediterranean Sea stretches to the sky.

The decoration in the room is not luxurious, there are no superfluous embellishments, the most important decoration is the rows of floor-to-ceiling bookcases that spread out along the room, and the bookcases are piled up with all kinds of books, all of which are history books and legal codes.

The bookcase has been cleaned very cleanly, but the books don't seem to show any signs of turning.

Two men and a woman were talking in the room, and one of them was lying on the bed, Kevant, who had just been beaten by Wu Xin.

He fractured his nose bone and now carries one.

The other couple does not look young, but they are still not old, the man is dignified, and the woman is in full style.

Kevinte's appearance is much more mediocre in comparison, and he has not inherited the advantages of the two at all, he has an ice pack on his head, and is crying to the attorney general: "Dad, he hurt me like this!" Look at my nose. ”

His nose was smashed by Wu Xin on the edge of the water tank, and the nose bridge bone that was not very straight has now completely collapsed, although he has a plaster cast, but his nose is not very heroic, and it will definitely become a complete collapsed nose in the future.

His mother was teary-eyed: "Our son was so handsome......... Just like you............"

Although this is not true, there is nothing to laugh at, and it is natural for a mother to look at her son with an extra five points, right?

Seeing the unbearable look on his father's face, Keventer continued to pursue: "I really don't understand, Brother Neville doesn't know any details at all, and Giggs won't testify against me, why do you want to compromise with those two Italians, not only don't make that little white face ugly, but also give him benefits, even if he is a warlock, but let him be a trainee, why let him be a subordinate in the management of the English group?" ”

There were also a few knights and apprentices of the French group nearby, but Kevent did not deliberately lower his voice, the so-called "uncle" was just a layer of window paper, in fact, everyone in the upper echelons of the knights knew that Attorney General Siegel was his father.

Attorney General Siegel's brows furrowed tightly, and he was very dissatisfied with his son: "How many times have I said it, just let Giggs do the dirty things, you don't want to mix directly with him, you just don't listen." This time Cassano took it upon himself to catch you and Brother Neville red-handed, and their testimony was enough to make you lose your position as the steward of the stables, and I had to compensate him to keep your place. This English leader is nothing compared to the position of the head of the stable. ”

But since Kevint came to Malta, he has been doing whatever he wants under the protection of his father, and he has always tormented the new recruits to the misery, and he really can't suffer a loss: "If it were the Spaniards, they were only English and Italians, why should they oppose us?" And you are the chief prosecutor, and the captain of the garrison is your subordinate, just about to teach him a lesson. ”

Chief Prosecutor Siegel had a headache about today's events, but he still tried his best to teach his son the truth of life: "Captain Cassano is a powerful samurai on the island who is second only to the commander of the regiment. He has the right to report directly to the head of the regiment, at most half of my subordinates. And this matter also involves a spellcaster, you don't know, we can't replenish the casters we lost in Rhode Island at all, and any new caster is a valuable resource. ”

But Kevent still refused to accept it: "The casters are cowards, they can only fight with the wind, and they also consume expensive spell casting materials, and everyone knows that Cassano has no days to live, that kid can only cast two first-level arcane arts, even if he becomes a knight apprentice, at least he must be able to cast third-level arcane to become a full-fledged knight, ninety percent of warlocks can only cast one or two level of arcane appearance, I must find this field back, let everyone know that I Kevent is not easy to mess with." ”

"Enough!" Seeing his son so willful, Attorney General Siegel raised his hand to whip him.

Seeing his father's anger, Keventer, who had just been in bed and declared that he was in pain to death, suddenly jumped up and escaped with agility, he actually had a collapsed nose and no other serious injuries on his body.

"You guy." He was furious and wanted to beat his son. "So you kid is fooling Lao Tzu."

"What are you doing, our son has already suffered so much, if you don't give him anger, you still want to beat him? Are you going to hit me?! The mother, who had been prepared, grabbed Siegel, who was about to chase him out.

As a mother to Kevent, she didn't look old at all, and if it weren't for having an adult son, no one would believe that she was in her early thirties.

"Hey, Meredi." Looking at this pair of loving mothers and defeated children, Seegal Prosecutor sighed, he had no intention of beating his son, otherwise Keventer would not have been able to escape.

He turned his head to educate his lover: "You, now is not the time of the past, after the loss of Rhodes, the prestige of the chief regiment has been greatly damaged, and the position of our French in the Order is not as stable as before. You can't do whatever you want, not to mention that after all, we are still facing the threat of the Ottomans, and if we engage in these infighting all day long, we will all have to end up together when disaster strikes in the future. ”

Siegel's words were quite reasonable, but his lover Meredi did not appreciate it at all: "Hmph, we have a good stay in Paris, and I have two-thirds of the Knights' property in France, and I handle tens of thousands of thalers a year, and there is no problem at all in getting five thousand thalers from them." I've never told you anything, I've always spent all my money on my son, let him use the best nutrients, and train him to be such a good samurai, you have never cared about us! I never wanted my son to come to this dangerous place, you had to let him come here. ”

Kevinte's indulgent nature and ability to become a stalwart warrior was actually the result of his mother's investment of a lot of resources, which needless to say were naturally drawn from the Knights Hospitaller.

"If it weren't for the fact that my brother and nephew both died in Rhode Island, you saw an opportunity, and you and he would come? But the position that our Siegel family has accumulated in the Order over the centuries, do you think it is so easy to take? "When it comes to his dead family and his sense of mission to the family, Attorney General Siegel is really angry." You've been hiding in Paris, you don't want to get any money and status, and when I'm dead, you still want to manage the property of the Knights in France? Sooner or later, it will be swept away by other knights. ”

The Knights Hospitaller were able to fight for a long time on a small island against the vast and populous Ottoman Empire, relying on donations from the countries of continental Europe.

Compared with the corrupt Roman Church, the nobles and wounded people were more willing to donate part of their property to the Knights Hospitaller who had been fighting on the front line for a long time before they died, after all, even if they were corrupted internally, they were indeed fighting bloody.

Over the centuries, the Knights controlled many farms and shops in continental Europe, and these revenues were the source of the Order's combat effectiveness.

"When I took over, the Order received less than 20,000 thalers a year from France, and in less than ten years I had expanded that income to 44,000 thalers, more than the Order's revenues from Spain, England, and Austria combined. Whoever dares to stretch out his hand, I will take someone's life. I am the owner of this property now, and when I die, it will belong to my son, and no one will want to take it away, no one will think about it! When Meredi said this, her eyes were sharp and her tone was firm, and she completely lost her seductive appearance.

Attorney General Siegel couldn't refute this at all, he had to admit that Meredi did have a talent for management, and in fact, after the retreat from Rhode Island, he was able to keep his position, and the very important reason was that the Meredi he recommended was outstanding, surpassing her competitors in Spain by many times, so that the Spanish team could not speak out.

She is no longer the girl who completely depends on his favor at the beginning, in fact, they are now each other's faces, Meredi still needs the chief prosecutor as her foundation in the Knights, and Siegel's position also depends on Meredi's continuous support.

After Siegel confessed, Meredi changed her tone in time and said in the gentlest tone again: "Besides, didn't I bring my son to you, he has been without a father in Paris for so many years, although I can train his martial arts, but there are some things that only a father can teach his son." After coming here, you don't accompany him, this island is so desolate, he is too lonely for a while, you reason with him more, he will mature. ”

Meredi's words made Siegel's anger dissipate immediately, and he felt very guilty.

"You know, I have so many jobs, where do I have time to spend with him." After Attorney Siegel said this, he shook his lover's still white and smooth hand. "I still want to thank you, although his personality is not very good, but you haven't relaxed his homework, if it weren't for him being a stalwart samurai, I wouldn't have arranged a position for him so quickly."

"Hmph, what's wrong with my son's personality?" Meredi is a master at controlling the rhythm, and she knows that this is the time to lose her temper again, and she shakes off Siegel's hand. "How can those lowly commoners, if they don't teach them often, how do they know how to respect the nobility? This stinky fish of England dared to resist by force and hurt my son like this, it is really lawless, I must make him look good. ”

"Now that the Knights have no money and no one, there is no spellcaster willing to come to the Knights, this Cesare Sibo is a warlock, and the casters should have basic aristocratic treatment, and they are not lawless." After all, Siegel is the top figure in the Knights, and he still defends Wu Xin from the overall situation, "Of course, a lesson is a lesson, and I will find an opportunity to make him make a fool of himself in public." ”

"What a public scandal, this stinky fish of England must die!" Meredi's lips were plump and sweet, but her words were like those of a femme fatale.

Although Attorney General Siegel felt guilty in his heart, he still felt that it was too much: "What did you say? How can we kill people for such a trivial matter, we can't afford internal friction anymore, every warrior is a valuable resource of the Knights, not to mention that he is still a spellcaster. ”

"It's not that we want internal friction, but Cassano, an Italian who wants to seize power, has already provoked infighting!" Meredi knew what her lover was taboo about, and after hearing the name Cassano, Attorney General Siegel's face suddenly tensed. "He is second only to the chief regiment leader in strength in the Knights, how can he be a small guard captain with peace of mind."

Attorney General Siegel was silent for a moment, then hesitated: "You mean to say that all this is Cassano's plan?" He was a knight who only joined after the Battle of Rhode Island, and he had no foundation at all, and his health was not good, so he looked precarious, shouldn't he? ”

Cassano's strong strength has indeed always been a problem for Siegel.

In fact, the samurai is different from the caster, and the caster can have a precise level because of the relationship between magic and magic.

The samurai only have clear standards below the intermediate level, and after the eleventh level, the difference between the mutual protection is not so clear, most of them are high and low after repeated comparisons on the battlefield, unless they have been fought in person, it is not accurate.

Siegel, of course, wasn't going to fight Cassano.

But Siegel knows the affairs of his own family, and he is definitely inferior to Cassano.

"He is a half-step warrior who protects the country, and his sick look may be pretending to make you relax your vigilance." Meredi sneered again, and her analysis was even more incisive. "Hehe, as long as politics is involved, nothing happens to go through this kind of thing, what qualifications does Father Erlan have to oppose you, it can only be Cassano who planned all this. Some time ago, he took the initiative to ask for a round-the-island patrol, which must have been to paralyze you, but this time it was a temptation. If this little warlock offends your son and is still alive, then the other little ones who are dissatisfied with me will gather around him. If you don't react immediately, wouldn't you give him a head start, you have to teach everyone a good lesson, let those who want to go with him find trouble, see what happened to this little warlock, and let everyone confirm again what kind of person you are Attorney General Siegel. ”

Listening to Meredi's words, Attorney General Siegel clenched the gavel, relaxed and clenched, and after a few times, he finally shook his head: "No, it's not to the point of killing someone, don't meddle in this matter, I will teach him a lesson." ”

Meredi looked at her lover's expression as she had already made a decision, and knew that it would be useless to say more, so she glanced at her face slightly.

The lover gave him the power to say the last word, making Siegel even more apologetic, and he put his arm around Meredi.

This time, Meredi did not refuse, she lay down on her lover's shoulder softly, and said softly: "Well, I listen to you." ”

It's just that her eyes are still so sharp.

………………………

The process of becoming a knight apprentice is very fast, and there is no ceremony.

Father Erlan wrote Wu Xin's name on a silver-covered roster, and he was promoted from Hu Cong to Knight Apprentice.

He put the roster back on the table and explained to Wu Xin the benefits of the knight apprenticeship: "After becoming a knight apprentice, there is a monthly allowance of three thalers, if it is a samurai and a wanderer, you will also get nutrients worth one thaler every month, and if it is a spellcaster, it is a thaler's spell casting material." ”

Wu Xin has already known in the past few days that if you want to become a powerful martial artist, talent and diligence are very important, but on the basis of these two, you must also have financial resources.

Polishing muscles and bones and exercising the body is extremely draining of the body's vitality, and it is necessary to supplement a large amount of easily absorbed food to maintain the balance of the body.

Even if there is enough supplementation, most samurai will begin to decline after the age of forty, and it will be difficult to rely on simple training to promote their strength in the future, and it is not easy to maintain it without declining.

Although spellcasters generally do not decline due to physical reasons, it is more expensive to train a spellcaster than a samurai, and they need to cast spells frequently to strengthen their understanding of the magic net, which also requires a large number of spellcasting materials.

The allowance of three thalers, plus the in-kind ration of one thaler, was barely enough for junior warriors and mages, but now that the prices on the island of Malta are high, it is a bit stretched.

"You can continue to work as a teaching assistant for you, I will give you this month's salary and allowance now, and when you move to the castle, you will also have to buy some groceries and the like." Ai Erlan continued as he handed a bag to Wu Xin. "And you will be the class leader of the English group in the future, although you also have an allowance of three thalers per month, but this position is not very good to be honest, you can ask me any questions."

"Thank you." This kind of grassroots leadership position must be difficult, but he worked his way from sailor to first mate, confident that he could handle it, and what he really cared about was another issue. "By the way, if you become a trainee, are you going to the outer islands or the fleet to carry out a mission?"

"You don't have to worry about this, you can stay on the island of Malta, you don't have to worry about the Attorney General." Father Erlan thought that Wu Xin was worried about the follow-up troubles, so he gave him a reassurance. "The Knight of Cassano is a powerful samurai second only to the chief commander Eli Adam, and no one can fail to give him face."

"No, no, I want to participate in missions at sea as much as possible, I have more experience in life at sea." Wu Xin didn't want to get involved in those contradictions, he was worried that he would be used as Cassano's knife.

As a former sailor, he was of course more accustomed to life at sea, but the reason why he wanted to go to sea was because he planned to leave the Knights.

Wu Xin didn't want to get rid of the reincarnation world, he felt that things wouldn't be so simple, and deep down, Wu Xin himself wasn't sure if he liked to leave that mysterious alpha, there were too many unknowns to explore, too much power to obtain.

It's just that the equipment of this main plane can obviously be brought into the mission world, this island of Malta is too poor, and it is much more difficult to obtain any resources than on the European continent, and those resources are very useful for carrying out missions.

However, Pastor Erlan felt that Wu Xin was talking about politically correct nonsense, so he also replied with nonsense: "It is worthy of a young man from the Kingdom of England, but unfortunately, there is only one knight from England in the Knights, and he is also stationed on the coast of Libya, you will not see it for the time being, but there will definitely be a chance in the future." But don't worry, the Knight of Cassano told me that he will greet the knight who arranged the mission and will not let you leave the island of Malta for the time being. ”

Speaking of this, Father Erlan glanced at Wu Xin, although Cassano is also Italian, but he is not a close friend, and they can be regarded as friends through this interaction.

He also felt that Cassano was so active in order to go against Siegel Attorney General, and that ensuring Wu Xin's safety was actually for the sake of political struggle, and that if Wu Xin died at the hands of Barbary pirates or in some storm after going to sea, it might be detrimental to his plans.

The Knights Hospitaller's living space was too small, the power distance between the Minister of Justice and the Chief of Police was greatly reduced, and the inherent contradictions between the positions were too great.

Wu Xin also didn't think the police chief would have caught the attorney general's son "just right", and if he hadn't heard the conversation between Cassano and Sherlock, he would have decided that it was a power struggle.

But the conversation in the basement room made Wu Xin feel that he could trust Cassano, although many details were still very vague, but the existing parts were enough for Wu Xin to decide: "I really don't know how to repay the love of the Knight Cassano for me, but only by killing heretics can I get God's salvation, I hope to be able to carry out the most dangerous mission, to the place where the knights need me most." ”

Wu Xin wants to find something, of course he can't continue to be trapped here.

'Well acted! It seems that there is a background, and if it weren't for the fact that he never went to church, I would almost believe that he was a godly teenager. Father Erlan looked at Wu Xin's sincere expression and gave a thumbs up in his heart, his acting skills were really good.

Although Wu Xin has always performed very well, he still doesn't believe that people of Wu Xin's age can really have any excellent sailing skills.

In this case, of course, Father Erlan can't help but play a good role: "I do understand your piety, but you still don't have to rush, lay a good foundation, lay a solid foundation, and better serve God!" ”

Wu Xin looked at Erlan with a solemn face, opened his mouth, and finally had nothing to say.