"A few of you escort the people to leave first, inform Lord Mu Bai of everything that happened here, and he will arrange it properly. ”

James did not choose to exterminate these slaves, but ordered the Iron Guard to break their hands and feet, so that they could not move, although the incident happened suddenly, he understood that this group of inexplicably crazy slaves were just like him in their bones, they were also human, and the real damned were the gray scorpion and his men, these slaves were just poor people who were treated as substitutes for the dead, even if he knew very well in his heart what His Majesty would do with these slaves......

He has experienced countless wars and seen too many dead people, so he understands the preciousness of life, even if there is only a slight chance to live, he also hopes to fight for this group of poor people, a real knight, will only aim the sword in his hand at the enemy who tries to invade his homeland, instead of relying on force to carry out senseless slaughter, that kind of person is not worthy of the word knight, evil ghosts.

"Why...... Why don't you kill them all!?"

"Let go of me! I don't need your protection! I'm going to kill him!

"Get out of here! What's the point of me living!? If you have the ability, you can kill me!"

Crying, wailing endlessly, even if they survived, but failed to protect the pain of their family, watching their children and wives die tragically, but in the end they couldn't even avenge their families, the blood had dried up, no matter how tightly they were hugged, they were just a cold corpse in their arms.

The seven Iron Guards were silent in the face of the people's resistance and reprimands, but when someone tried to rush at James, they immediately stopped him, and drew their swords at the weeping man, who hugged his son tightly, and hot tears dripped down his cheeks on the pale little face.

"What are you doing? Who gave you the right to point your sword at the civilians? Put me down my sword and get out of the way. James stopped the Iron Guard.

The seven did not dare to question James's order, and immediately put away their swords, and the man did not have the slightest fear in his eyes, only the heart-wrenching sadness, he staggered to James's side, and punched James in the cheek!

Syllable!

Surprisingly, James did not dodge, nor blocked, he just stood in place and received this punch, in fact, the moment the man punched, seven cold blades were already on the man's neck, but James's cold eyes and slightly raised right hand saved the man's life.

"I say it one last time, put the sword down. James said again in a deep voice.

How much can an ordinary person who has never cultivated the Spirit Dao earth weigh in one punch?

For James, who is at the pinnacle of Burning Bone Spirit Martial Arts, this punch is very light, like being bitten by a mosquito, but for James, who is an Iron Guard, who has sworn an oath and become a knight, this punch is surprisingly heavy, and there is no way to resist, let alone fight back.

"We're late, I'm really sorry, if you're going to get angry, go ahead and do it, I'm not going to fight back, and they're not going to fight back. James bowed his head sincerely, bowed deeply to the civilian in front of him, no, his father.

There are a lot of fools in this world, but it is the first time I have seen a fool like James, which is completely inconsistent with her impression of the image of the Iron Guard as a ruthless and murderous ghost.

Is it necessary?

"Of course it's necessary, this time it's our negligence, as an Iron Guard, as an Imperial Knight, my duty is not only to protect the safety of His Majesty, but also to protect the safety of everyone in the North Ye Country, they have just lost their loved ones, compared to this, what is my pain? If they punch me a few times, those dead will be resurrected, I just stand there and let them fight for a day, it doesn't matter, hey, it really hurts......"

The peak of the Burning Bone Spirit Martial Arts is not iron-cast, and after receiving so many punches, several bruises inevitably appeared on James's face, but as he said, if this pain can alleviate the grief of losing a loved one, he is willing.

"So should I call you a messenger of justice? What a fool. Rose looked at James' gasp and embarrassment, and for some reason felt much better.

"Messenger of Justice...... Haha, you are wrong, as a member of the Iron Guard, I uphold the concept of justice is not justice, but principles, it is very simple to implement justice in words, but if you really want to do it, I am afraid it is difficult to move an inch, there are too many things that cannot be distinguished by right and wrong, you think I am kind, it is because you did not see me on the battlefield, otherwise you would not think so, what is the difference between right and wrong in life and death?" James shook his head bitterly.

Messenger of Justice?

For this ideal, when he was a child, he tirelessly practiced swordsmanship, exercised day and night, studied all kinds of books, and he was far ahead of his peers when he was just exposed to the spiritual way, he had already begun to draw his sword to eliminate evil, whether it was a ruffian or a robber and bandit, as long as he saw it, he would stand up.

Although the elders of the family did not like his behavior, James firmly believed that he was carrying out justice, hoeing the strong and helping the weak, and helping the weak, he knew that sooner or later he would be knighted with his identity and ability, but compared to the formalistic title, he hoped that he could be recognized by the people, and the joy and smile from the bottom of his heart were the greatest affirmation of him.

It should have been so......

Maybe in the eyes of ordinary people, the viscount is already an unattainable existence for them, but for those who really stand at the top of power, the viscount is just a worm that can be crushed to death.

That afternoon, the sunset was like blood, the sky was like a magnificent red ocean, the cool breeze blew through the grass in front of the courtyard, and constantly made a rustling sound, James put down the wooden sword used for training, took the towel handed by the servant and wiped the sweat, the fiery red sunset reflected James's strong muscles, this seventeen-year-old boy looked particularly capable and handsome.

"It seems that I disturbed the Messenger of Justice's sword practice. ”

"Ah...... Sorry, Father, I didn't notice you. ”

"There's no need for us to be so restrained between father and son, etiquette is something for strangers to see, dinner is still being prepared, let's talk?"

James nodded thoughtfully, he has indeed communicated with his father a lot less over the years, he actually wanted to talk to his father about his future plans for a long time, when he was seven years old, he was sent to another knight as a squire, learned all kinds of knightly etiquette, three years ago he became a squire again, received all kinds of training and learned chivalry, and when he was twenty-one years old, he was baptized, took the oath, and became a real knight.

Knights symbolize glory and loyalty, unlike inheriting noble titles, knights must serve in the army of allegiance lords, which means going to war, and the vast majority of noble heirs are reluctant to go down this path, rather than knights who work hard to become the lowest level of nobility, they prefer to kill their brothers and sisters and directly inherit the noble titles of their elders.

James is an only son, he can inherit the viscount title and fief after his father is old, and live a comfortable life, which is also planned for him by his father, after all, no father is willing to send his son to the battlefield with his own hands, he would rather James has no talent, it doesn't matter if he is lazy, as long as he can live in peace.

"Are you trying to persuade me again?"

James had already thought of the wording of the rebuttal, but today his father did not persuade him to give up becoming a knight as usual, but asked meaningfully, "James, what do you think justice is?"

"Help the weak, punish the wicked, and do the right thing as much as I can, this is the justice I firmly believe, and chivalry is the best portrayal of justice, so you don't have to persuade me, your son is not a delicate young master who only knows how to eat, drink, and squander his family wealth. ”

"I've always been proud of you, but I'm not satisfied with this answer, let me ask you, have you been rewarded for helping so many people over the years?"

"Father, you know that I don't help others in return for anything. ”

"Who told you that the return must be good?"

A simple rhetorical question made James stunned, and he stared blankly at his father's back, not knowing how to answer for a while.

"You want to be a knight, I don't support it, if you insist, I won't object, but James, you are still too young, the world is much more complicated than you think, I know you like to distinguish everything by good and bad, good and evil, but sometimes, in your eyes, evil is not necessarily really evil, good is not necessarily really good, I hope you can understand that there are two sides to everything, if you can't learn this, then your so-called justice is just a childish slogan that makes people laugh. ”

"But my father ......"

Young James couldn't understand what his father was talking about, he only knew that the people he had helped were so grateful to him, and the joy and smiles from the heart couldn't be fake!

"There is no evil for no reason, there is no good for no reason, no matter what decision you make, you must think twice, remember to be reckless and impulsive, young people are hot-blooded, and there is nothing wrong with hoeing the strong and helping the weak, I was also very envious of the rangers in the story when I was young, they were superb in swordsmanship, regarded power and wealth as dung, saw injustice and help, saw the wicked in addition to them, one person, one horse and one sword, and traveled all over the world. ”

"The story of Connor the Black Knight, I remember, you used to tell me his story when I was a child, but you still haven't told me the end of that story. ”

"Connor's end...... If you want to hear it, I can tell you. ”