At some point, a white carriage was slowly moving towards that road.

The carriage was small and delicate, driven by a strong man in half-body armor, flanked by two tall soldiers on horseback.

Both sides of the carriage are carved with a very striking purple gold flower pattern, and below the pattern are two crossed swords.

This pattern is the coat of arms of the lord, which means that the people in this carriage are either the lord himself or the people closest to the lord.

The arrival of the carriage immediately attracted a lot of attention, which made many servants who had just wanted to leave suddenly stop, and Ron also looked at the exquisite carriage curiously.

However, just as Ron guessed who was in the carriage, his pupils suddenly shrank slightly.

For he found that at the back of the carriage, a tall, thin man in brown leather armor with a cross sword hanging from his waist was following unhurriedly on a black horse.

The man's face had an indescribable sense of gloom, and under his brown hair, a pair of pale yellow eyes looked around the training camp from time to time.

Next to the man, Philius, a knight-apprentice riding on horseback in the same brown leather armor, was talking to him, smiling from time to time.

"Nick," Ron slowly murmured the name of the gloomy man.

Even though he hadn't actually met Nick, the memories he had left were etched in his mind.

It can be said that all his efforts now are because of this man.

However, when he saw the real person now, he was surprisingly without any anger or other emotions in his heart, just an inexplicable calm.

Glancing in the direction of the carriage again, Ron turned to leave the training ground without saying a word.

The other side.

The carriage slowly stopped at the edge of the training ground, and the strong man who was the groom quickly jumped out of the carriage and pulled the door.

'Wow-'

The door opened, and a blonde girl dressed in a white aristocratic dress stepped out of the carriage under the tuk of the groom.

The girl looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, and her appearance was delicate and beautiful, especially her blue eyes were like pure blue gems.

"Welcome, Miss Linna. Seeing the maiden get out of the carriage, Helga gave a knightly salute.

"No need to be polite, Sister Helga. The girl named Lina took Helga's hand and chuckled. "I heard you came back from Blooms recently and came to see you. ”

"It's not been peaceful in the territory lately, if you want to see me, just let someone inform me. Helga frowned, confused. "Could it be that you also sneaked out this time?"

"No, no, no, I didn't sneak away this time, I got my father's permission. Lena smiled mischievously and turned her head. "And with Big Brother Nick and Big Brother Felius here, I'm sure no one in the territory can hurt me. ”

"You don't have to talk about us. Filius, who was behind, jumped off his horse and walked up to the two of them with a smile. "If you get hurt in any way, you will probably kill both of us. ”

"Yes, I'll be sure to intercede for you then. Lina smiled.

Suddenly, Helga turned his head to look behind Felius, where Nick was still on his black horse, his eyes staring straight ahead as if he were looking at something.

"What's wrong Nick, what's going on?"

Nick seemed to come to his senses when he heard Helga's voice, he waved his hand and quickly jumped off the dark horse road.

"It's nothing, I just thought of something, and I was a little distracted. ”

"What can make you distracted?" Filius wondered.

"It's just a small thing. Nick said casually.

With that, he walked straight up to Helga and hugged her slightly.

"Welcome back, dear Nick. Helga smiled and said softly.

"You too, Helga. ”

However, out of the corner of his eye, he still looked at the knights and servants who were leaving outside the training ground not far away, and they didn't know what they were thinking in their pale yellow eyes......

In the cafeteria of the training camp.

Ron, who had a piece of food, stood still looking around for something.

Suddenly, he moved and walked to a long table on the left.

Bill, who was sitting there, was picking up a piece of meat with a fork and putting it in his mouth, when he saw Ron suddenly turn sideways to give way.

"Hey, I just saw you fight with Delby, how do you feel?" asked Bill, who was eating a slice of meat in his mouth, with a smile on his face.

"Not bad. Ron said nonchalantly.

As he left the training ground, he noticed a strong gaze behind him, and there was obviously no one else watching him except Nick.

Suffice it to say, Nick noticed that Ron wasn't dead as soon as he returned, which wasn't good news for him.

"Really?"

Bill, who hadn't noticed Ron's abnormality, looked at him with a grin. "I've seen you get knocked over, but Del is eighteenth, and you're brave. ”

"yes, I don't think I'm doing too badly. Ron shrugged indifferently.

This guy has often talked about the so-called power ranking recently, and among the more than fifty servants, he can almost tell the top thirty at a glance.

Sometimes he felt that Bill was more promising than a knight and that he should be a scout or a spy.

Ignoring Ron's attitude, Bill snapped his fingers and continued.

"You know, Del has the ability to be the 15th ranked powerhouse, if he can take over 'Bull' Alex twice, but if he does, Feston will also fall to 16th"

Listening to Bill's words, Ron ate a piece of beef and asked curiously.

"Then again, what is this ranking based on?"

Although he was skeptical about the authenticity of this ranking, for some reason recently, some knights seemed to really take this ranking seriously, and even fought a few times for the above rankings.

"Five times. Bill suddenly stretched out his palm. "Anyone who flips five times and the opponent is higher than him can take his place. ”

"Just five times?" Ron raised an eyebrow. "Are you exactly ranked, and what if you miss it?"

"Of course I don't miss it, I have statistics every week. With a solemn face, Bill pulled out a piece of parchment from his waist. "You see, this is the top 20 rankings for the week, and what you see is my first-hand account. ”

"First-hand?" Ron was stunned. "You're saying the rankings came out of your hands?"

"Of course it's me. Bill said proudly.

Looking at Bill's expression, he shook his head speechlessly, then took the parchment handed by Bill and glanced at it briefly.

The parchment was densely lined with the names of each of their servants, who they fought, how many times they fought, and their victories and defeats, and at the end, even the time of the battle was carefully marked.

Suddenly, he saw the names of two people he was familiar with.

"Ranked eighth, Twin Sword Granger, ranked twelfth, Oxaxe Kaye" Ron said with a strange expression, pointing to the number next to Granger's name. "Does this sign mean that Captain Granger can finish seventh if he takes Danny one more time?"

"Yes, how's that!" Bill was pleased to see Ron's face now.

"Did you really do it yourself?" Ron looked at the parchment in his hand in a daze, still a little incredulous. "How long did it take you. ”

"It's going to take a little longer, but I'll spend two hours on this thing. Bill said casually.

"Sure enough, you chose the wrong class," Ron muttered to himself.