179 Assassination (1)
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This is a typical large manor of the ancient Tonis era, occupying almost the entire valley floor, the gray and dull three-meter outer wall encloses the whole manor in the middle, faintly visible huge gray stone bars, green moss plants like a curtain mat hanging all over the wall, like a row of green corridors,
In the distance, the reddish-brown honeycomb complex occupies nearly one-third of the entire basin, countless elegant and beautiful, marble arched windows at the top and below, scattered in the front of the building complex, the circular spire on the roof is like a row of towering spears pointing straight to the sky, a row of bronze fences is simple and heavy,
Isolated from the 100-meter-long cyan corridor outside and the wide and quiet courtyard inside, the marble knight carvings with different images are distributed on both sides of the evergreen corridor like guards.
There is the fearless knight Satunis who wields the sword of Mosatusque and kills the Kraken, there is the knight of peace who adheres to fairness and justice, and there is the chief knight of Sari who followed the king to pacify the south and finally died in a bloody battle...... That's right, this is one of the iconic buildings of the Riwache, the embodiment of pride and glory, and the Knight Academy of the Riwache.
Statunko didn't know why the fat man came here, in Statunko's impression, the fat man always had a faint disdain for the noble profession of knights.
However, this time it was different, the fat man was draped in a luxurious black Moras velvet jacket on his shoulders, and he was wearing a complete set of aristocratic black and gold dresses, Shu Wenze's black satin, the high-quality handwork of the Tuny family, the gold thread of the tracing pattern was coiled three times on the cuffs, and the pattern was tightly buttoned around the neck.
Although most of them are changed by fat people in the car, although there is no glorious and gorgeous appearance decoration, absolutely no one will deny that the fat man is now very aristocratic, very arrogant, and silent like the sea connotation, just like a legendary century-old wealthy family from Kyoto,
The fat man, who has never looked down on the aristocracy, is so complete and so officially appears here, what is he going to do?
Statunko stepped forward in confusion, and at the signal of the fat man, gently pulled the bell rope on the door, the recent riots have been very fierce, although the knight academy has not been affected, but the door is still closed in broad daylight, and after a while, the small window on the right side of the thick iron door "creaks" open,
"May I ask what is the matter with you?" a middle-aged man's face appeared at the small window, his eyes looked out vigilantly, and he paused in the carriage outside, and asked suspiciously about the fat man and Statunko standing outside the door, it was a sensitive period, and it was a very unexpected thing to see the noble carriage
"We have come from the city of Riwacheze, and we have an important matter to ask to see the dean of Satinic!" the fat man stepped forward and made a noble salute unhurriedly, after the strict training in Kyoto during that time, the fat man had already practiced this trick well,
Bending over 45 degrees, the four fingers of the right hand on the chest are together, the thumb is slightly different by ten millimeters, erected upward, and the right shoulder is slightly lower than the left shoulder by three centimeters.
"Now the city is full of mobs, and we need the help of Dean Satinique," the fat man paused, "Of course, we will pay the necessary compensation for this!" There was a look of pity on his face with anxiety, and it was a nobleman who had come to seek refuge in a worried state
There were many nobles who came to seek refuge in this way, and the middle-aged man was not surprised, he looked around carefully, and when he confirmed that there were no mobs outside, the iron door opened gently, revealing a gap just enough for a person to enter, and the middle-aged man appeared at the door with an apologetic face and returned a salute to the fat man
"Please come in, noble lord, although I don't know who you are, but helping everyone in distress is a creed that a knight should follow!
"Oh, is there something wrong here?" The fat man followed the middle-aged man into the iron gate with a stunned face, only to find that behind the iron gate, there were more than a dozen young people with weapons in their hands and wearing light chain mail.
"The order of the world has been chaotic, the shadow of evil is everywhere, and the only thing we can hope for now is the appearance of a valiant knight, and let the nightmare here end as soon as possible!" The middle-aged man shook his head helplessly, waved his hand to close the door again, and explained to the fat man with an embarrassed face,
"They are a garrison of cadets! Recently, there have been a lot of mobs, and the Samorians are even more behind them, and some of the mobs are not ordinary people, and the gate may not be able to stop them!
Just a few days ago, several of our students were attacked in the school, and the other party was very fast, and every time we arrived, we only saw the fallen students, these murderers were very good, very good at hiding and sneaking attacks, much like Samar barbarians who are good at mountain warfare."
"I really didn't expect that even the Holy Church Guardian Land would not be spared!" the fat man shook his head with a regretful face, and his compassionate expression was like a pilgrim whose faith had been blasphemed, but the slightly upturned corners of his eyebrows let Statunko beside him know that the dead fat man was very angry!, slandering the Samoors in front of the fat man, not looking for death
"You guys are here to watch, I'll take the guests to see Dean Satinik, if you find something abnormal, the teacher who immediately rings the big bell at the door and patrols will come quickly!"
The middle-aged man turned his head and carefully instructed the dozen or so young people, and then walked into the inner lobby with the fat man, which was a relatively narrow ten-meter corridor, where a pair of one-handed battle axes and heraldic shields representing loyalty to glory hung crosswise at the end of the corridor, and under the dim torch fishing platform overhead, shining with a dark red light of metallic texture,
The walls of the corridor are painted with all kinds of great deeds of knights worthy of praise, and the famous victorious battles of the kingdom, the painter's technique is very sophisticated, revealing the inherent fineness and rigor of the southern painters, although each painting is the enemy is scattered, the knight prancing horse and the spear, invincible and mighty image,
But because the picture is very large, almost life-size like a life-size, walking in the middle is like being in the battle array, such as the spear towering in the forest, the army all over the mountain, the cry of the two armies fighting is in the ear, and the horn that inspires people to forge ahead resounded throughout the earth, making people feel an inexplicable impulse.
"This is the Corridor of Glory of the Knight Academy! The torches on the ceiling are changed three times a day, which means that the light of glory will never be extinguished," the middle-aged man explained to the fat man who looked curiously.
"This is the first corridor of the Knight Academy, which describes the knights' "Five Virtues" and the brave and fearless knights in the previous battles of the kingdom, all students, every day must walk into the training ground of the academy from here, and remember the deeds of their predecessors with their eyes and hearts!" said the middle-aged man's expression was indignant, like a knight ready to rush to the battlefield at any time
Walking through the gloomy corridor of glory, the fat man felt that the scenery in front of him suddenly opened up, a training ground the size of a football field appeared in front of him, dozens of young students, divided into two sides, each formed a queue, holding wooden swords to fight each other, while fighting and making violent reprimands, in a group of two, cooperate with each other to attack,
The tacit cooperation, the vertical and horizontal sword momentum, can vaguely see a little bit of the demeanor of the swordsman, the heavy wooden sword in the hand is almost as thick as the iron sword, and the thick feeling of "popping" is emitted between the blows, like densely burst beans.
At the other end of the training ground, dozens of straw men are arranged in a zigzag row, a student rides a horse, shuttles from the straw man ranks at high speed, every time he passes a straw man, the wooden sword in his hand is cut at the head of the straw man, and he drags it down, and he actually draws off the head of the straw man with the wooden sword.
This made the fat man look at it intently, and he had to admit in his heart that if he only relied on his skills, the swordsmanship and riding skills of these students were still above his own guard cavalry, but when it came to courage and toughness, the fledglings of these academies were still a few points behind.
The middle-aged man who led the way shook his head regretfully and sighed
"These are senior students! Originally, there were more than 600 people, but unfortunately I heard that the Samar army did not want knights, so many of the students chose to suspend their studies! Now there are only more than 300 people, and I don't know what to do after graduation! This is all caused by the Samar barbarians."
"Don't the Samors need elite warriors?" the fat man asked unconvinced, and the middle-aged man shook his head helplessly, "Who knows, what everyone is most concerned about now is when the chaos outside will subside, as for the inheritance of knights, no one has the extra mood to care about this!
"Hehe, maybe that's not enough! Maybe the Samors will expand the size of the academy" The fat man smiled awkwardly, and the middle-aged man in front of him reminded the fat man of a word "angry youth"
"How is that possible! The Samors are notoriously hateful of knights!" the middle-aged man looked insulted, "There have never been knights among the commanders of the Samorian army! These barbarians from the upper south know the nobility of knights,"
"Is it? No" The fat man said with a stunned face, "As far as I know, two of the three major banners of Samore are knights, in fact, they are not knights, they are just a false name, why bother too much, if these students do not join the Samore army as knights, I believe that the Samorians will be very happy."
"Don't want the glory of knights! How is this possible!" The middle-aged man was like a rabbit with his tail stepped on, and his eyes immediately turned red, "If you abandon the glory of knights, what is the meaning of the qiē they get! Without the protection of knights, what should we do about the order of this world, I really can't see it, a noble nobleman like you will also speak for the Samors!"
The middle-aged man pointed to a five-story spire in front of him with a displeased face and said, "The top floor of that building is Dean Satinico's office! Go by yourself, for a nobleman like you who abandons the light of glory, I really don't have the mood to accompany you, go by yourself!"
As soon as the voice fell, "Bell!" A rapid bell rang through the academy, and the middle-aged man's face changed abruptly, leaving the fat man and Statunko behind, and ran towards the bell without looking back.
As the bell rang, the whole building was like a hornet's nest that had been stabbed, and a bunch of people ran out of the hula, both men and women, all of them ran out with wooden swords in their hands with excited faces, the fat man and Statunko waited for a while before pacing upstairs, the whole building was empty, and only the sound of two people going up the stairs could be heard,
The fat man suddenly stopped at the staircase on the fourth floor, turned his head sharply, stared at the empty corridor behind him, and said sharply: Come out!
"Hehe, I didn't expect you stupid pig to be so smart!" The middle-aged man who had just left smirked, revealing himself from the corner of the wall, holding a cold light flickering dagger in his hand (because of work. The update is late.,More 3k chapters.,Apologies slightly)
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