Ever since awakening the memories of his so-called past life, Artimus had been at a loss.

The world in the previous life was so beautiful.

In that world, there was no war, no killing, no beasts and bandits everywhere.

There is no high aristocracy, even if there is still injustice between the people, but equality has been achieved on the surface.

Even if they are the lowest level of vagabonds, and those from the poorest backgrounds, they can still live a few good lives in the eyes of Yadimu through their own efforts and studies.

Their children can study with peace of mind and don't have to worry about where their next bread will be, and their elderly people don't have to commit suicide in despair and can be well cared for.

Everything is so beautiful.

After awakening his memory, Artim sometimes couldn't help but think that if he lived in that world, he might put down his sword and find a job that would be beneficial to others, and live in peace.

It's good to be a teacher like in my previous life, teaching a group of students and children with peace of mind.

But what you see is so cruel.

For as long as he could remember, the sights he had seen every day had been so brutal.

Man is like a mustard, who dies and is born.

Bandits are slaughtering, children, women and children are innocently tortured and killed, and all kinds of cruel scenes have never stopped.

Even in the Hodd Academy, there are also many evil things that happen, which are disgusting.

Even if you change the world, when you get to the place in front of you, the situation doesn't seem to change much.

The world in which it lived in the previous life, did it really exist?

In the midst of this vastness, is there really such a place where children can grow up carefree and the elderly can enjoy their old age in peace?

Yadimu held the sword in his hand, and there was an inexplicable confusion in his heart.

In front of him, the child finished his meal and stood there looking timidly at Artimu.

She said something in an unfamiliar syllable, as if to thank you.

Artimus nodded, turned and walked away.

Not far away, Liu Ming and the others looked at Yadimu's appearance and couldn't help but have some doubts.

The loss on the young knight's face in front of them was so clear that it was obvious to them.

But what kind of thing can make such a strong knight in front of him show such a posture?

They don't know and they don't know how to comfort them.

After the silence, Artimus continued to look in front of him.

In front of you, the familiar properties panel continues to render.

Name: Yatimu

Ethnicity: Ancient Golem

Attributes: Strength (3.4), Constitution (3.7), Spirit (2.9), Charisma (1.9)

Bloodline: Blood of the Ancient High Royals (3)

Talents: Archery Mastery (2)

Skills: Hodd Knight Training Method (Level 5), Archery (Level 3), Hodd Fencing Skills (Level 2)

Experience points: 104

Artimus looked in front of him.

In more than half a month, he once again accumulated a fairly rich amount of experience points.

So, it seems that he has finally reached the point where it is time for him to be promoted again.

As in the past, he was the first to look at the knight training method in front of him.

With the movement of his mind, the knight training method moved again, and the level was raised.

Along with this process, thirty XP points are deducted.

Yadimu subconsciously covered his chest.

"This feeling ......"

The sudden feeling made him feel a little painful, and he couldn't help but subconsciously cover his chest.

It wasn't until a long moment later that he reluctantly recovered.

Sitting there, he reluctantly got up and felt the state of his body.

After gaining experience points, his knight training method was improved again, reaching the level of level six.

And to this extent, the feeling in Yadimu's heart became clearer and clearer.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sound of the heart beating echoed in the place.

Yadimu felt this feeling, and couldn't help but have an inexplicable understanding.

He had reached the limit of his apprenticeship, and it was impossible for him to continue to improve.

Now he should be called a quasi-knight, only one step away from a real knight.

As long as he awakens the Life Seed, he can become a true knight.

As long as..... One more boost is sufficient.

At this moment, Yadimu's mood was excited.

To become a true knight has been his obsession since childhood.

And now, this dream since childhood seems to be in sight, and it only needs his fingers to realize it.

So what are you waiting for?

Without the slightest hesitation, Artimu continued to set off, trying to upgrade the knight's training method.

But this time, the upgrade failed.

"The concentration of the royal bloodline is insufficient, and the ........ of failure to improve it"

A sharp pain appeared all over the body.

In an instant, Adim felt an extremely uncomfortable feeling appear all over his body.

First it itched all over his body, and then there was a sharp pain, as if his whole body was starting to twitch, and the pain was extremely uncomfortable, which made Artimu feel the urge to scream.

Fortunately, his will was strong enough to endure the pain and not shout.

But even so, after this pain was over, he sat in place for a long time before he opened his eyes a little weakly.

Before he knew it, his face looked extremely pale.

"The royal blood is not enough ......."

Artimu looked at the prompt that appeared in front of him, and a sudden look appeared in his heart.

The cultivation and promotion of knights are closely related to their own bloodline.

All the nobles were once descendants of the ancient high royal family.

In the beginning, there was no aristocracy.

The humans in the Dawn World are just one of the many races that have risen in the Black Iron Age.

In the beginning, all people were ordinary people.

It was only later, on rare occasions, that some of the first royal families began to be born, leading the human race out of the ancient high mountains to compete with the elven dwarves and other races.

This is where the original royal family came from.

It was not until later that the royal family was combined with ordinary people that there were those nobles who came later.

Now, if the nobles of the Dawn World trace their bloodlines, they can all trace them back to the original kings.

This is why the aristocracy is inherently noble.

Because their bloodline is indeed inherently strong, far more noble than ordinary people.

And the promotion of the knight profession is indeed closely related to the royal bloodline.

The more noble the bloodline, the higher the probability that they have the talent of knighthood, and the greater the probability of awakening the life seed.

These things were known to Artimus before.

But judging from the current situation, if the blood of the royal family in the body is not strong enough, I am afraid that even the awakening of the life seed will not be able to do it.

In the world of dawn, there is really a kind of nobility.

Artim clutched his chest in pain.

His body was in pain.

But what made him more uncomfortable than the pain on his body was the doubt in his heart.

For a long time, he was told by those around him that he could become a strong knight if he had strong enough faith and put in enough effort.

In order to achieve this goal, he has been working hard since he was a child, and he has paid an unknown amount of sweat and hard work, just to become a real knight.

But now, the cruel reality tells him that it turns out that bloodline is more important than hard work.

If you don't have enough blood, you don't have enough royal blood, no matter how hard you try, you are doomed to become a true knight.

The cruelty of reality once again dealt a heavy blow to the young teenager.

What is the use of so-called efforts in this world?