With a bang, the door of the Oak Pride was slammed open from the inside, and a young man covered in wine fell to the ground in embarrassment, and before the crowd of onlookers could exclaim, he immediately got up and rushed in with a shout like the wind, and his swift movements made people think that a fall on the stone road was not a big deal. Of course, this is just an illusion.

The tavern was bustling outside, with crowds of onlookers surrounding the place, and even children poking their curious heads out of the thighs of the crowd, not to mention that there were already spectators running to the rooftops in a better position.

However, they all tacitly gave up a large open space at the entrance of the tavern, on the one hand, for safety reasons, to prevent themselves from being affected, and on the other hand, the innermost part of the crowd was already surrounded by soldiers of the Kingdom Guard.

Among the soldiers stood abruptly two men, one of whom was dark-skinned and his burly body stood like an iron tower, and his face was filled with an excited smile. The other was much younger, his brows furrowed tightly, his squeezed skin forming several deep canyons, and he wanted to open his mouth several times, but after looking at his boss next to him, he closed it with a thud.

Finally, after the lad re-entered the tavern, he couldn't help himself. "My lord, isn't it time for us to do it?" his voice was stern, not even undulating, "It's not good if something happens, especially when the trial of order is critical. ”

Tandra didn't look back, in fact, they had already arrived, and they had already heard that the brawler was most likely a cadet of the Knight Academy. But Tandra's thoughts were clearly different from those of his deputy, and to be honest, he didn't like this deputy very much, bored, rigid, and it seemed that the smile never appeared on the face of the deputy commander of the garrison.

"Don't worry, Daruk, it's better to keep these lads moving," Tandra said with a smile, "The Knight Academy classes are boring enough, as long as you don't tear down the tavern......"

Before Tandra could finish speaking, a chair smashed through the tavern window and flew out, tumbling and landing in the open space in front of the door.

Tandra scratched her head with a wry smile. "Okay, it's not okay to dismantle it!" he glanced at the soldiers beside him, "Boys!

"Yes!" the soldiers of the garrison neatly beat their spears on the ground and then swarmed into the tavern.

Tandra followed behind the guards, and after a brief dimming of his eyes, he saw the chaotic scene in the tavern as if a violent wind was passing through, in fact, he was still satisfied with the combat effectiveness of these young people, at least they didn't run in vain, did they? Of course, the tone can't say that.

"Stop, stinky boys!" Tandra stood in the doorway with his hands folded, his voice as loud as ever, "this tavern of more than 200 years is about to be demolished by you!"

The boys in the scuffle were obviously a little surprised by the sudden appearance of the guards, but they soon understood. The reason is simple, there is a collective brawl in the pride of the oak tree, and it is impossible for the garrison not to come. So, except for a few guys who were still torn together, they basically stopped, but their eyes were still fixed on the opponent who had just fought together.

"Take them all!" Daruch ordered in a low voice, but his eyes were quickly drawn to the two "criminals" who had been keeping their heads down. It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, when you see it clearly, Daruk's expression is even more bitter and hateful, as if he can wring water out of his cloudy face in the next moment.

"Wait!" Daruch immediately changed his words, and in the soldier's puzzled gaze, he walked up to Tandra's side and whispered, "Your Excellency, Your Highness, Your Highness......"

Tandra's expression suddenly tightened, and he soon found Sovereign and Paislin among the prisoners who were peeking at him, their expressions a little embarrassed, like children who had done something wrong, writhing unnaturally. The Commander's expression was more pleasant, but he forced a smile and cast his gaze on all corners of the tavern, as if searching for something.

When the soldiers rushed in, Beorn and Loka had already left their seats and reached the side of the wine cabinet, and when Daruch shouted "Wait", they were snickering and coming to the back door of the tavern, and Loka even looked back at Sovereign with his head bowed with some pity, and whispered a prayer for them in his heart.

Just as Beorn put his hand on the doorknob and was about to escape, a pair of strong arms rested on their shoulders, and Tandra's head squeezed over, and he grinned. "Sure enough, it's the two of you! yes, yes! You're dead, haha!"

......

Located in the southeast corner of Oak City, the Kingdom Knight Academy in Orem is the highest academy for knightly cultivation in the entire kingdom, but it is not easy to graduate from here and become a knight.

First of all, any boy in the kingdom who wants to become a knight can enter the academy of the children in their respective provinces at the age of seven to learn the etiquette of knighthood, which is not difficult, only a health check. Of course, if it is the descendants of fallen soldiers, it is even possible to enroll for free.

Children who have studied in the Waiter Academy for three years and successfully graduated can be admitted to a higher level of Waiter Academy for elementary skill training. The graduation exam of the Waiter Academy is not easy, and basically half of the children will be eliminated.

After another three years in the Squire Academy, he had to face one of the most severe assessments, and was graded into three grades according to his grades. The best students can go to the Kingdom Knight Academy, while the average students will go directly to the non-commissioned officer academies in each province, and the rest will face the fate of elimination again.

Is it okay to sit back and relax when you enter the Kingdom Knight Academy? Then you are mistaken, this supreme academy established by the seven provinces of the kingdom will treat every student who comes here fairly and severely. During the four years of their training here, the trainees will systematically learn all the skills related to knighting, including swimming, spear throwing, fencing, horsemanship, hunting, chess, poetry, etc.

And once a year, whoever fails to pass will be eliminated, even the prince, until the preparatory knight exam four years later.

In fact, the Preparatory Knight Examination is not an assessment in the strict sense, but a selection. Those who pass will have the opportunity to take a higher level of Trials of Order and eventually qualify as Templars of Order, while those who fail will remain at the Knight Academy for a period of two years to continue their "preparatory training" before they can become true Knights, including those who have lost Trials of Order.

As for why the order trial is held once every three years, it is because there are too few qualified trialists, such as this time, which is about to be held, there are only more than forty people, and the batch of students who have obtained the qualification for the trial this year have been eliminated by Sovilan, and the seniors of the first two classes have even completed the "preparatory training period" in the waiting process, and if the trial fails, they will be directly knighted.

From enrollment to entitlement, it takes at least twelve years to become a knight, not to mention that the gold coins consumed are not something that ordinary families can bear, and the hardships alone are far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

But even so, the slightly wealthier civilian families in the kingdom will choose this path for their children, and even if they fail to be admitted to the capital, they can still find a fixed position in the lord's direct army by virtue of their status as a graduate of the provincial non-commissioned officer academy, which is already much better than the treatment of a farmer. As for the aristocracy, it would be a great shame for their children if they did not even attend the non-commissioned officer academy.

If you can really be sealed, then you will step into the ranks of the nobility, not to mention life, even your fate will be changed because of this. As for the Templars of Order, well, that's the realm of the Lord God, and no one is going to force it. Therefore, after graduating from the Holy See, the Knights of Order can even choose to stay in the Holy See or serve in the Guard, and of course, some people return to their home provinces, such as the Knights of Order in the Sirian Guard.

At this time, the Kingdom Knight Academy has been on vacation, and the campus, which was always lively and lively in the past, rarely shows her quiet side, except for the students who are far away, most of the students have returned to their hometowns, ready to spend a rare vacation. Exceptions are not absent, for example, there is a fiery reprimand being staged on the school grounds.

"Knights, what hell, what are knights!" Ones, the Academy's chief instructor, was already on the verge of collapse, the bruises on his forehead throbbing, and his eyes bursting with anger were fixed on the group of "perpetrators" who had just been brought back from the Oak Pride Tavern, "For the sake of the Lord God, think carefully with your heads! When did I teach you that fighting in groups is one of the skills of knighthood! The reputation of the Academy is smashed in your fists!"

A dozen young men stood in a row with their heads bowed, and it was only afterwards that they realized how much trouble they had made, and even now they thought about it with some fear.

Ernes looked at their little pale faces, pleased with the effect of the lecture. "Stand until the sun goes down!Let your muscle-filled and alcohol-filled brains sober up!" and then paused, "After the celebration, one person will read the "Knight's Code" ten times!

"Mentor, the Knight's Code is very ......thick," Dennis muttered as he glanced at Ernes with his eyes.

"Okay, Dennis twenty times. Ernes nodded, and walked out of the school yard with his hands behind his back.

"Poof......" Yusta couldn't help but laugh out loud as she looked at Dennis with a bitter face.

"Good laugh! Yusta will come twenty times. Ones said with a smile on his face.

When the instructor walked away, Sovereign finally breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed his somewhat red and swollen cheeks. "It's okay, it's just ten times. He looked at Dennis with pity.

"Remember, it's not over!" Yusta was the most seriously injured, his entire left eye was black, and he probably won't be able to go out for a short time.

Paislin scratched at his hair, the dry liquor sticking to it made him uncomfortable. "Okay, I'm always with you, I like fights the most. Then he winked his eyes at Essaoweran.

"Shh......h ”

"You feel free. Sovereign replied with a wry smile.

The same scene took place in the command hall of the garrison, where Beorn and Loka stood upright, bearing the wrath of their father, Cillian.

"Take Sovereign and Paislin for a drink!what do you think!" Cyrian had a headache as he paced back and forth, "On the first day I arrived in the capital, I just sent your mother away!

Daruch continued his duty, while Tandra sat in his chair and looked at the two Beons from behind Sirian with a look of schadenfreude.

Loka quietly handed Tandra a look of help, you know, the two brothers don't want to be sent back to River City directly, it's too rare to be able to come out and play once.

Tandra also felt that it was almost the same, after all, it was really not a big deal, it was nothing more than to compensate for the loss of Oak Pride. "Ahem, Sirian ......"

"Don't intercede with them!" Cilian interrupted Tandra, "they will never know what maturity is and what temperance is without teaching them a lesson!"

Just then, the door to the command hall was pushed open, and Aiden walked in with a smile, and Sirian and Tandra immediately bowed.

"Uncle Aiden......" Beorn said with Loca.

"Your Majesty!" Sirian glared at them both.

"Haha!" Aiden laughed and kicked Beorn, "these two little guys, they know when to call Uncle and when to call Your Majesty. He smiled and poked Loka, "If you're in trouble, you're going to come and ask for favors, aren't you?"

Beorn and Loka wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, just looking down at their toes.

"Okay, okay, let's go, don't pretend to be pitiful. Aiden waved his hand, he still had a lot of affection for Sirian's two sons.

"Thank you, Uncle Aiden!" said Beorn and Loka as if they had been granted amnesty, and then immediately fled as if to leave the command hall.

Tandra finally laughed, he didn't have any need to be reserved for the two people in the room. "Haha, these two boys, I like it. ”

Sirian rubbed his forehead. "Aiden, this ......"

"Well, it's not a big deal. Aiden said with a smile, "Besides, how old is the first time the three of us go to drink secretly?"

"Hey, it's supposed to be the third year of the academy," Tandra said immediately, his expression a little dazed, as if he was recalling something, "I remember it was just after the year-end exams, hell, you took the lead and said you were going to drink." ”

Listening to Tandra's words, Sirian's serious expression couldn't hold back. "It's me...... Not only did it drink it, but it also knocked you down. He looked at Aiden with a smile, "If I'm not mistaken, you won't let go of the waitress until you die, and you have to ask her to marry you, haha." ”

"That's right, even my father was angry when he heard about it," Aiden shook his head, "Hey, isn't youth like this, do what you want to do, chase the girl you want to chase, the Lord God is above, youth is only once!"

The three of them chatted for a long, long time in the command hall, laughing loudly from time to time, even laughing until they were angry, looking at each other speechless from time to time, the corners of their eyes moistened with regret, they were reminiscing, reminiscing about the youth that had faded in the passing of years.