A knightly servant?

Ronald really didn't understand the situation, how could a knight servant degenerate into a bandit?

You must know that the knights of this world are not mercenaries, even if every knight is not a nobleman, he must be awarded a medal by the nobility of the principality where he is located to be recognized!

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Most of the knights who awarded the knights will also be loyal to the family that bestowed the knights on them, even the royal family! Therefore, most of the knights of this world serve in the army.

Just like the royal family of the Duchy of Lomons, there is a 'Holy Shield Knights' of 5,000 people under its command, and each of these 5,000 people is a regular knight who has been awarded by the royal family, and each of them has at least bronze or even silver strength!

And a true knight not only knows how to use fighting energy, but also horsemanship, swordsmanship, spearmanship, shields, marching battles, battlefield first aid, etc., all of which must be proficient in a knight.

In Ronald's view, every knight is trained from a young age, a strong professional soldier! And the strong strength of the knight makes them exceed the level of ordinary soldiers in this world, and it is a veritable special forces level existence!

And as a knight's servant, a reserve knight, this guy in front of him has degenerated into a robber? It's as incredible as a special forces elite who has become a thief after training.

Ronald took a deep breath and was about to say something when an arrow suddenly shot at Ronald's feet.

This arrow is full of threat and deterrence!

In the distance, more than 100 bandits had already rushed into the caravan and slaughtered, screaming one after another, in the face of these fierce bandits, a caravan could not even gather the strength to resist, like a rock flooded by the waves.

And here, those bandits with bronze strength also rushed towards Ronald together.

From beginning to end, the man with the bow and arrow has been firmly locked on Ronald, as long as Ronald dares to make a slight move, the arrow will definitely shoot towards his vital point in the next second!

"Who are you?" asked the man with a red beard and a strong black bear-like physique.

"Ronald, one of the mercenaries of that caravan. Ronald looked at them and said with a grin. Excluding Duruna, the eight bronze-level bandits all focused their attention on Ronald.

It's not daunting, but it's a lot of pressure.

"Caravan, why don't I see any caravans?" said the guy with the bandage on his face crouching on the ground, holding his chin in a hand holding a thorn, and said in a tone of confusion.

In the distance, the screaming in the caravan had stopped, and the bandits who rushed into the formation cheered, apparently ending the battle.

"Ronald, I seem to have heard this name somewhere......" Primo frowned, pointed his bow and arrow at Ronald's throat, and thoughtfully: "By the way, Gregory came to the news a few days ago that the Ice Wolf Mercenary Group was eradicated by the Barrett family, and the leader of the group, Oldberg, seems to have been killed by a guy named Ronald Morton." ”

Primo's words sent a wave of exclamation among the crowd.

"Kill that silver-level ...... of Oldberg" The bandage man squatted there, exuding a poisonous snake-like aura all over his body, and stared at Ronald through the bandage: "Then you should also be silver-level?"

"He was able to take over the three charges of that idiot from Duruna, and his strength was definitely not weak, but not at the silver level. Cowan, who had untied his tomahawk, stepped forward, the heavy tomahawk as light as a stick in his hand.

"Hey, who do you say is an idiot, although we are temporarily united, but you are not qualified to say that about me. Duruna looked at Cowan with an annoyed expression, and the gun and sword in his hand seemed to be about to move.

"Idiot, you don't even have a horse, how can you be Cowen's opponent with your three-legged cat's ability. Beware of being chopped into pieces of meat with his axe. Primo looked at him coldly and said a word of warning.

Cowan didn't look at Duruna, and walked over with a battle axe: "You defeated Duruna, according to the rules, you have a chance to challenge, as long as you can defeat me, no one here will embarrass you, you can leave safely." ”

"Oh, bandits still have such rules?" Ronald looked at him with some surprise.

"Of course, although we are bandits, we rarely do anything to kill everything. Cowan was expressionless, his crimson beard waving in the wind, and his eyes were scarlet, like flames burning in the pupils.

Ronald squinted at the caravan, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips - I'm afraid that he won't kill all the powerful talents, right?

For the caravan members who have no strength, they will be killed if they are killed, just like slaughtering pigs and dogs. But for those who have strength, they will be given a chance to leave alive. In this way, it is necessary to avoid those powerful mercenaries from fighting as trapped beasts and finally breaking the net.

Cowan didn't care what happened to Ronald, the tomahawk in his hand was raised, and with a roar, the tomahawk slashed off Ronald's head. Cowan's move is very simple, but it exudes a terrifying momentum, especially the fighting energy on the axe, and even burns a raging flame, the flame is scorching at a high temperature, and it reaches a terrifying high temperature of hundreds of degrees in an instant!

"Flame vindictive, Cowan still likes to be so violent, and he doesn't leave any chance for the other party. The bandaged man crouched there, laughing unpleasantly.

The others looked at the flames bursting from Cowan's axe, and their eyes showed envy.

Ronald only felt a strong wind coming towards him, the scorching heat was like a fiery snake, and even the tips of his hair and bangs were slightly curled up in this heat, exuding an unpleasant burnt smell.

It was the first time that Ronald saw someone who could use his fighting spirit to cause flames, and he was so shocked that he didn't dare to hold it up at all, and he fought hard to block it with his iron sword, and even used the technique of heavy slashing to condense his whole body strength on the sword body. At the same time, the Dou Qi and the Cold Ice True Qi were used together, and all of them were instilled into the Iron Sword, striving to block the raging flames on the battle axe.

The fighting qi sword was swallowed, and the cold ice true qi was attached to the iron cutting sword god, and it quickly lowered the surrounding temperature, and a cold frost collided with the flames, ice and fire collided, dissolving each other, and a boiling steam diffused around the two of them.

"Attribute Dou Qi! This is impossible!" Everyone looked at the frost on Ronald's iron sword in shock, they couldn't have imagined that Ronald actually converted the Dou Qi in his body into attributes, just like Cowan!

According to their understanding, the outpouring of Dou Qi can exert various effects, which is already a characteristic of the transformation of Dou Qi into various attributes, so Ronald's Ice True Qi is naturally misunderstood as his Dou Qi has attached attributes.

Cowan still maintained the action of the giant axe chopping, the steam boiling all over his body, but he didn't care at all, and his eyes showed a different color: "Ice Fighting Qi! Okay, no one has been able to slash with my axe since I converted the attributes of Fighting Qi, you are the first!"

The iron swords and battle axes clashed, and there was a 'creaking' sound from the sharp blades.

Suddenly, Cowen's tomahawk rattled, a crack broke in the blade, and a deep crack spread rapidly along the axe.

Ronald looked at Cowen's shocked eyes and sneered: "If the weapon is not good, don't come out and be embarrassed!"

"Now, are you going to compare?" Ronald stood with his sword folded, his hands behind his back, gently rubbing his swollen wrists. Cowan really deserves his amazing physique, the strength of his hands is terrifying, even if Ronald uses the technique of heavy slashing, he is still one or two points weaker in strength.

"The Iron Sword! What he has in his hand is the Iron Sword!"

Attribute Fighting Spirit!

As soon as the two came out, these bronze-level bandits were dumbfounded, and they were speechless one by one.

"The weapons are not as good as you...... It's my weapons that are inferior to you......" Cowan stood there, his face flushed and annoyed, and his mouth kept talking.

If it weren't for the fact that he had an iron sword in his hand, if it weren't for the fact that Cowan's battle axe was just a weapon forged from mortal iron, then Ronald would not have won so easily. Not to mention Cowen's flame fighting spirit, but his amazing strength was enough for Ronald to eat a pot.

"Let's go up together and slaughter this guy!" said a brown-haired guy with two swords, one long and one short, at his waist, gritting his teeth and pulling out two swords sharply. The two swords, one long and one short, one was an ordinary long sword, and the other was a one-handed sword, and now he held one each, and his body was also full of momentum.

"Lance, what do you want to do! He has won over Cowan, and he can leave safely according to the rules, and no one here can stop him!" Duruna exclaimed, looking annoyed.

"Don't be kidding, if it weren't for the poor strength of your waste, how could things have turned out like this!" Lance held the dual swords, swept everyone with cold eyes, and said with a sneer: "Everyone, this guy has an iron sword in his hand, and he also knows how to fight with ice." You can see how he defeated Cowan just now, his fighting spirit is no worse than the flame fighting energy that Cowan got from there. ”

"As long as a few of us join forces, it will be easy to kill him, and then I will only need that iron sword, as for the ice fighting spirit...... Everyone will naturally have time to slowly concoct him at that time, and when they come up with a cultivation method, it will be good for everyone!" Lance said with a hideous expression.

As soon as Lance's words came out, a few people suddenly moved, and their expressions were slightly hesitant, but their palms had already subconsciously touched the weapons they carried.

"No, he won Cowan, and according to our rules, you can't play against him anymore. Duruna suddenly stood in front of Ronald, his gun and sword in his hand, and his expression was determined.

Lance looked at Duruna and looked annoyed: "You have a bad brain, and you actually help him?" I don't think about it for everyone, as long as you can capture this guy, it will be good for everyone." ”

Duruna's move, let alone his partner, even Ronald was very surprised, he never thought that this guy who had a bronze-level fighting strength but only knew how to ride a horse would be so obedient to the rules, and so stubborn.

"Be a trustworthy person, although we are bandits, but we must also abide by the rules of bandits. Duruna shook his head, his expression still stubborn and determined: "If you want to fight him today, you have to pass me first." ”

"Idiot, has chivalry brainwashed you? a piece of garbage who is not even a knight's servant, a waste who has been driven out, I didn't expect to be such a failure to even be a bandit. Lance looked at Duruna and cursed: "Let's do it together, just slaughter this stupid guy, and then you can get an extra share of the benefits." ”

Those people who were originally intent on moving finally made up their minds at this time, and pulled out their weapons one by one and slowly surrounded Ronald.

"Benefits?" Ronald looked at Lance, a smile on his lips, thoughtful.

"Let's go up together, kill him, and everyone will share all the benefits equally!" Lance looked excited and greedy, holding two swords and rushing towards Ronald first.

Ronald's palm clenched the iron sword, and the eight bronzes shot together, even he had no confidence in victory. But if you don't even want to try, just turn around and run away? Ronald always felt a little unwilling.

Just as Ronald was about to grit his teeth and draw his sword, Cowan roared angrily and clenched his fist out, and the flames on his fist burned as if covered with a flaming fist, and it was majestic. Ronald was startled, only to see Cowan's fist slamming towards Lance's head!