My name is Condell Jones, a knight who admires chivalry.

My father was the head of the Barrow Empire's largest mercenary group, Caesar Jones, a powerful Rank 9 Peak Knight, who was so powerful that he could merge the Phantom of the Night Angel with himself. In addition, he also holds the hereditary duke title of Emperor canonized by the Emperor and the Visiting Archbishop of the Holy See. The first title was acceptable to him, but the second one, like me, he hated it.

I grew up in such a family that is a super aristocrat among the super-nobles in the eyes of others, but my life since I was a child is completely out of step with the word "pampered". But since I can remember, I followed my father on the run.

The mother in my memory is a woman who is as cold as ice. Of course, it was better in front of me and my father. She has a peerless face that is breathtakingly beautiful.

But when I was ten years old, I watched him draw his sword and kill himself in front of us, blood spilling red at our feet.

My father said that she didn't abandon us cruelly, but to protect us, and she loved us very much.

The original name of his father's mercenary group was "Star Wolf Fang", which was named after his original mount, the Starry Sky Wolf, which was far from being so powerful at that time, and his father was only the strength of a seventh-level knight. Despite this, the rapid pace of our development has still aroused the wariness of the rulers of the Empire.

Of course, that kind of suppression under the heart of vigilance is not to wipe out the mercenary group, but only to weaken our strength. However, this situation has changed completely because of the participation of the Holy See of Light.

In an operation against us by the Imperial Army, some people from the Holy See of Light were invited, and five of them were six level six light attribute magicians joined forces to launch large-scale magic, but they were easily defused by a dark mage who was also a level six strength, and in the following battle, they completely suppressed the other five in terms of attributes, defeating them miserably.

This dark magician is my mother, a female magician whose dark attributes are so pure that they are against the sky.

When this situation was reflected to the high-level of the Light Sect, it caused a great shock, and the dark attribute was completely incompatible with the light attribute, and they restrained each other. The Holy See of Light has a great influence on the Barrow Continent, and it holds the faith of most of the people of Jue, plus there are many mages of the Light Department, and their strength is strong, even the imperial family of the empire has to be afraid of three points.

The long-term pretension has made them no longer the monks who loved the world a long time ago, and they have become selfish, narrow-minded, and unsightly.

So, the encirclement and suppression operation against us began, and my father led everyone to resist. Helplessly, the opponent was strong and defeated us one after another.

The Imperial military did not participate in the war this time, and they were still secretly providing us with some help. However, there is no need for us to be grateful to them, they just wish that we could consume more of the strength of the Holy See of Light and reap the benefits of the fishermen.

At the age of ten, I had become a second-class knight, riding a mountain-piercing dragon with incredible defense, and holding a knight's spear that was much longer than my height, piercing the bodies of one enemy after another.

I looked very small on the back of the earth dragon, so I didn't attract too much attention from the enemy, and I took advantage of their contempt for the enemy, and the superior martial arts taught to me by my father, I also have a certain ability to protect myself in the chaotic battlefield.

In one battle, we encountered an unprecedentedly powerful enemy, that is, three eighth-level powerhouses led by four seventh-level powerhouses led five times our forces to surround us, but they were not in a hurry to attack, trying to trap us here, my father organized many breakthroughs without success.

Mother stepped forward, and I didn't know what to say to a silver-robed magician in the lead, but the magician nodded. Back in our camp she hugged my father affectionately and kissed me on the forehead again, and it was the first time I had seen my mother's eyes so gentle as water.

She said to me, "Son, you are gifted, and when you have the strength to subvert the entire Holy See of Light in the future, you will avenge me and remove these filthy Holy See that deceived the faith of the people from the history of the continent. As for the silver-robed magician...... He didn't have much to live. ”

With that, she smiled weirdly and drew her sword to kill herself.

The father hugged his mother's corpse, and he roared in the sky, and all the mercenaries of the Star Wolf Fang also stared at their mother with burning eyes, revealing deep respect and deep regret, and of course, infinite hatred, hatred for the Holy See of Light!

Seeing that his mother was dead, the men and horses of the Bright Sect retreated. Although their strength is far superior to ours, they are also very afraid of the wolf-like mercenaries, and they are not willing to fight with us. Some warriors of flesh and blood even did not hesitate to chase the men and horses of the Bright Sect with moths to the fire, but they were finally suppressed by their father's absolute authority in the mercenary group. Soon after, news came that the eighth-level magician who forced his mother to commit suicide suddenly and violently died, and the cause of death has not been found out yet.

My father asked me to be strong, to grieve, but not to shed tears. The mother's spirit in heaven would not want her son to be a cowardly person, only strong enough to endure until the day when he avenged her.

My father took me and the remnants of the Star Wolf's Tooth to regroup, the so-called "mourning soldiers will win", everyone tried their best to improve their own strength, and took on all kinds of difficult and dangerous tasks to prepare for recruitment, and the development momentum of the Star Wolf's Tooth was even more ferocious.

I have also been following them to fight in the north and south, and my strength has improved by leaps and bounds in constant battles, and I reached the level of a fifth-level knight at the age of fifteen.

That is, at the end of the same year, my father's strength broke through to the ninth-level knight, and recruited a ninth-level magician as an enshrined elder, and annexed the "Cheetah" mercenary group, which was headed by the eighth-level peak knight and ranked first before. And according to the name of the magical mount "Night Angel" that he conjured up through his own cultivation, he renamed the mercenary group "Night Knight". In the following time, the Night Knight Mercenary Group brought almost all the large and small mercenary groups under its command.

Soon after, the royal family of the Barrow Empire found us again, and this time they were no longer suppressed, but tried their best to win us over.

Divide the land, confer knighthoods, and give away treasures...... My Aoba longsword was given to me by the Imperial Family.

Father knew very well that the Night Knight Mercenary Group had not yet reached the point of competing with the two deep-seated forces of the Imperial Family and the Holy See of Light, and besides, although they also had grievances with the Imperial Family, they were still as deep as the hatred for the Holy See of Light. So, he gladly accepted the canonization and became the hereditary duke of the Barrow Empire.

Soon after, the brazen Bright Holy See shamelessly came to show us goodwill. To give him the title of "Archbishop of the Guest" is an unprecedented honor.

They felt a crisis as they saw the Dark Knight who had grown up to socialize with the Imperial Family. Since ancient times, the struggle between imperial power and divine power has not been broken, on the surface it looks like a group of harmony, but in fact there is an undercurrent, everyone wants to find an opportunity to completely suppress the other party, so that their own forces occupy the dominant position, but who does not have overwhelming strength.

The revenge of killing his wife is not shared, and my father can't wait to kill these gods who are full of love but are actually sinister, how can he accept the so-called "honor" they give.

Although my father didn't admit it, I still couldn't stop the wishful thinking of the Holy See of Light, so that everyone in the whole continent knew that my father was the guest archbishop of the Holy See of Light, and my father didn't bother to bother with them, as long as he stuck to his heart and had a clear conscience, it was enough, so why care what others thought.

I have grown from battle after battle, from the original follower to the independent leader, from the plain to the wilderness, from the land to the sea, where the Night Knight passes, the wind is invincible.

Whenever I witness the power of our mercenary group, I always wonder: if we had this kind of strength in the first place, then who else could hurt my mother......

My mother's proud figure and firm eyes resurfaced in front of my eyes, gradually dim, ethereal, and far away......