When he woke up, it was not yet dawn, it was gray, and there were occasional birdsongs.

As if waking up from a sweet dream, he woke up and muttered, "Hasjia!"

Soon he realized that it was just a dream.

The blonde girl and the blue skirt faded in his mind, and he sat up, finding himself on a comfortable bed.

On the edge of the bed, Ryder sat on the chair with his butt on his head, his head lying on the table, soaking the wooden table top with a large amount of saliva, and it looked like he was also dreaming about something.

Peake gently shook him out of his dream, and Ryder staggered to the bed before he could sleep, and Peake knew his habits, and knew that he wouldn't wake up if he hadn't slapped him hard or screamed loudly.

He tiptoed open the door and walked into the yard to find Big Blackfoot waiting for him in the yard.

It was dark, and the black hair of the big black feet was a natural protective color, and if it weren't for the two rows of big white teeth that Pique would have had trouble spotting.

"Let's go. Peake rolled over and rode onto it, lifted the cool reins, and headed north.

He laughed and muttered something, and the summer wind blew away his voice, and no one knew what he was talking about.

The donkey carried him out of the town and into a grove of trees, which soon came out of the grove and into a plain of rich green.

By this time he was miles to the north, some distance from the Hunter's Cabin.

Until Pique rode Big Black Foot up a gentle mountain bag and saw the first dawn of the morning.

He was stunned by what he saw.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Big Black Paw also unconsciously took two steps back.

It was a steel team of gold and silver, like a galaxy in the morning light.

The number of them was about five hundred, all black iron horses marching silently, silver armor was shiny, black and red flags were blowing in the wind, and a pair of crowned lions symbolizing incomparable power were embroidered with gold and silver threads.

Crown! Lion! That's the royal totem of the Arker Empire!

A huge golden carriage slowly advanced in the center of the procession, four horses side by side, surrounded by a curtain and guarded by ten golden-armored knights on each side.

The knights' spears were three meters long! Their silver spears stood straight up, pointing to the sky.

Born in a small northern town, Pique grew up in a carpenter's family, and the farthest he has been to is the primeval forests of the north, and for twenty years, he has either chopped wood at home or rode a donkey to the forest to chop wood, when has he ever seen such a picture.

Among those who rode horses, there may be knights of light, and legend has it that knights with high contributions will be blessed by the bishop of the church and blessed by the god of light.

After being knighted as Knights of Light, they pledged allegiance to the Holy See, believing in the chivalric principles of bravery, kindness, sacrifice, and loyalty, which they observed throughout their lives until their death.

There are many legends about knights, and there is no doubt that knights of light are one of the greatest professions in the world, and the common people believe in knights even more than the imperial power!

With hundreds of knights to guard, there must be a big man from the empire sitting in the carriage in the center!

Pique looked at the serpent-like team with envy as they headed ...... Hunter's Courtyard?

"Want to see it?" Without warning, a voice rang in Pique's ears.

"Or?" Peake teased, turning back, "just guess it's you, you never walk with a sound, like a wolf hunting in the jungle." ”

Orr, who had always been stunned, saw his two pale green eyes blink, and said, "Let's go, let's go and have a closer look." ”

Big Blackfoot was reluctant, but he couldn't resist Orr's strength, and Orr led him down the hill with a rope.

Under the hillside, there is an extremely wide plain, stepping into the plain, Pique felt that he was swept by a few cold gazes, Pique secretly thought, this is through the inspection, yes, what threat does two people and a donkey have to them?

"You can get a little closer if you want. Orr reminded.

"Are you sure?" Peake thought for a moment, but still couldn't hold back his curiosity, and approached the team.

When he got closer, he saw that everyone in this team had bright golden hair, and they all had a silver knight medal of light hanging on their chests!

Could it be hundreds of Knights of Light?

The bright silver medal was clearly emblazoned with the "Sword of Light" emblem of the Cult of Light, which Peake had seen in the church in Peace Town.

What is the concept of hundreds of Knights of Light, the status of a knight of Lights is no less than that of a middle-class nobleman in the Empire!

What kind of big man was sitting in that golden carriage, Peake didn't dare to imagine at all.

The distance of ten meters is just right, walking here, the big black foot looks very unhappy, those war horses seem to be scared of it, after all, those black horses wearing iron armor and iron helmets look so cold-blooded.

As he walked, Peake saw that the group had actually stopped in front of the Hunter's Cabin.

The huge carriage in the center of the procession slowly passed between the two columns of knights, and the four tall horses were like black iron monsters, pulling the giant chariot behind them side by side, which was like a house of action, until it reached the outside of the hunter's courtyard.

Two servant-like people lifted the curtain on the giant chariot from both sides, and an old man in a golden and gorgeous costume peeked out of it, squinted at the wooden house in front of him, and then was supported down by two servants, and after he got out of the car, he glanced at the sign on the door that read: "Go out during the day, see guests at night", and was stunned for a while, as if remembering something, and muttered: "It seems that it will be a day to wait." ”

"Borrow a ......"

Hearing a young man's voice behind him, the old man in Chinese clothes turned around and said, "Let them come over." ”

The knight-like men replied, "Yes!"

Pico and Orr passed through seven or eight knights, and when they came to the door, he glanced at the old man in fine clothes, and saw that his face was already very old, and his golden hair peeking out from his brocade hat, a little withered, and the deep wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and the golden lion mark embroidered on his chest roared fiercely and lifelike, and a crown was worn on the head of the lion, like an ancient lion king.

Peake and the old man looked at each other and said, "Old man......"

"Shut up!"

Before Pique could finish speaking, the guard next to the old man suddenly pulled out the steel knife, Pique didn't know, the steel knife was made of Varenua steel (the hardest steel on the continent, produced in the Odin Plains), just a slight stroke, his head would fly out, and what he didn't know was that he said something wrong and provoked the guard to draw the knife.

For a moment, an invisible pressure locked on Pique, and he only felt that he couldn't breathe smoothly, and the big black foot swayed his ass to the left behind him, as if he was about to move.

The old man in the Chinese costume squinted, raised a hand behind him gently, and said in a very slight tone, "Retreat!"

Pique only felt an invisible momentum evaporating from the old man, and at this moment, the old man seemed to have turned into a golden lion embroidered on the black and red flag.

Seeing this, the guard quickly put away his knife and slowly took two steps back.

Peake wanted to say something, but thinking of the strange behavior of the nobles and guards in front of him, he moved his mouth, but after all, he still didn't say anything, he silently opened the wooden fence, and walked in with Orr and Big Blackfoot.

Seeing the wooden fence door closed, the old man in Chinese clothes didn't say much, and waved his hand to signal the servant next to him to help him get into the car.

Peake began to chop wood in the yard, sweat and axe waving, he couldn't understand how those people could stand outside and stay motionless all day, weren't they hot?

The summer sun must have become hot and hot on the silver armor, what a strange group of people.

In this way, the strange team waited in front of the hunter's hut for a whole day.

The sun sets and night falls.

Agareth pushed the door open punctually, but instead of coming back from outside, he walked out of the cabin.

It seemed that something was going to happen today, and Peake scratched his head, glanced at Orr, who had been idle for a day, and thought to himself, today was the only day that the two of them did not go out hunting, could it be that they had expected a visitor today?