Knight with Wand

Along the dirt road in the countryside, more than eighty conscripts, carrying their own long and short weapons, followed their two lords in a long line, and together with more than a dozen caravan guards, protected the several transport wagons full of goods on the side of the mountain.

The front wagons were carrying military equipment, tools and other supplies.

The back wagons were pulling bags of food piled high.

The two young knight lords in plate armor at the front were Azerien and Lohak, who had not returned for many days.

The team of more than a hundred people moved forward slowly, bypassed the hillside, and soon stepped into the territory of Selva.

Walking into the village of Selva with a long team, Azerien and Lohak counted the goods and supervised the soldiers to move the military equipment, supplies and food into the big house warehouse of the village community.

"Sir, do you think it's time for us to settle the remaining money?" The leader of the merchant team bowed respectfully to the busy Azerien.

Seeing the merchants' urgency, Azerien had to let Lohak go home to find Leon to get the money and settle the balance with these merchants who came from afar.

If they didn't settle the money quickly, the merchants would be frightened by the large group of soldiers carrying spears and swords in and outside the village.

The team of conscripted soldiers from the territory came to Selva with the caravan, just by chance.

But the merchants almost thought they were going to be tricked into a remote and poor place and lose their money.

The merchants have heard from their peers that some poor lords in small places would pretend to be robbers and rob caravans from time to time.

The so-called knight's oath at the enthronement ceremony of some noble lords is often just a nice word.

"Alas, why are you in such a hurry? The things haven't been unloaded yet, and you must have the money." Lohak sighed to the merchant.

He complained, but he hadn't been back to Selva for a long time since he lived in Longka, and he really wanted to see his friends and family, so he waved his hand and returned to Leon's mansion.

Finding his sister who he hadn't seen for many days in the backyard, the tall guy excitedly hugged his family who was getting better and better, and acted shamelessly for a while. When he remembered that he had something to do, he put his sister down and ran into the house to the second floor.

When he came to Leon's room, he saw little Lina lying on the door secretly, listening attentively, with a suspicious blush on her little face.

Seeing the figure that she hadn't seen for many days, the maid whispered in surprise: "Ah! Brother Lohak."

But she immediately put her finger to her mouth and whispered to him: "Shh~~~"

Lohak was curious, and instinctively slowed down his steps and approached the girl with a puzzled look.

Little Lina waved her hand, signaling the tall boy to lower his head, and then she tiptoed closer to whisper to him: "Brother Leon, sister Olivia, and brother Corvis are all in there these days. Maybe they are in there. Woo~"

Halfway through, the little girl couldn't help but close her eyes, her face was hot because of the unspeakable fantasy: ".. Maybe they are doing bad things in there~!"

"!" Lohak was happy at first when he heard this, and lamented the rapid progress of his partner.

It's only been a few days since they last met, and he has reached this level with Olivia.

But then he reacted and was shocked again.

The relationship between Leon and Olivia has developed so amazingly, of course he is also happy and blessed for his partner

But what does it mean that Corvis is also in there! ?

Could it be? Leon has been in contact with the boy all day, and he has also stumbled on the road of no return of the old man Pilieno?

Lohak felt heartbroken and beat his chest in his heart.

He looked solemn!

He bowed his head immediately.

He secretly leaned against the door panel with Lina.

Through the door, some ambiguous voices were indeed heard from inside the house.

This made Lohak feel sad about his brother's degeneration.

Hmm?

No.

Why did Leon himself call out?

Before he could listen carefully, Lohak's heavy body in armor and his considerable strength pushed open the door that was not locked.

"Ah~!" Lina exclaimed and fell in unbalanced.

Lohak stumbled into the room unexpectedly.

"Huh?"

Olivia, who was sitting at the table, concentrating on flipping through the profound magic book, raised her head and looked at the two people who suddenly rushed in with confusion.

Leon, who had a sore back after many days of special training, lay on the bed, receiving professional massage and stretching by Corvis. When he heard the movement and looked up at his partner who had been separated for many days, he couldn't help but feel happy.

"Lohak? When did you come?"

Lohak saw the situation in the house clearly, and touched the back of his head awkwardly: "Ah? Oh, so you are here. Hehe, I just came back too."

The tall boy turned his head and looked at the little Lina who was scratching her cheek with a smile and her eyes were dodging. He couldn't help but flick her forehead with a finger in anger and amusement.

"Ouch~" Lina rubbed her forehead in pain, and turned around and slipped away with a red face.

Lohak sighed, really didn't know what the little girl was thinking about all day long.

He pulled out a chair and sat down. Just when he wanted to chat with his partner, he found that Leon's hair color and eye color were different.

Hearing Lohak's surprise, Leon pointed at his eyes and said helplessly: "Magic. It's magic. I don't understand what's going on. It's like this when I woke up."

Lohak nodded with a clear expression, expressing his understanding. There were too many secrets in his partner, and he didn't want to delve too deeply.

After chatting for a while, and hearing that the supplies purchased by Azarian from the merchant had arrived, Leon quickly got up from the bed and moved out the everyone's small vault.

After counting a bag of gold crowns, he took everyone out of the house and rushed to the courtyard of the village community.

The goods on the carriage have been emptied, and the levies gathered from Platon and Lonca are following Selva's people to settle down and rest in the empty house prepared in advance in the village.

Leon and Azarian exchanged a few words, briefly explained the hair and eye color, and after confirming that the goods were correct, they paid the bill quickly and let the merchants who were eager to return leave.

"Thank you for your hard work these days." Leon watched the convoy leave the village and turned back to express his gratitude to his companions.

He had been busy leading Balfe and the others to investigate the forest. Now, whether it was organizing the labor force in the three territories or contacting merchants to purchase supplies, all the chores were placed on his brother alone.

Azarian smiled and said, "You don't need to see anyone outside. Besides, when dealing with these matters, I can use everything I learned from my father in the past, which makes me quite happy."

As he spoke, he patted Leon's arm and called everyone: "It just so happens that you all should come and take a look. The burqas and flags we customized in the city during this period have also been completed."

Azarian led everyone into the village warehouse, bypassing piles of shields, tools and food reserves, and came to a wooden box placed alone in the back room.

Open it, and you can see clean and brand-new cloth products neatly stacked inside.

Leon took out a black robe, shook it open and looked at it. When he saw the red sword and white wings emblem on the chest of the robe, he felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart.

He had asked Azarian to go to the city early to find a tailor to make these dozens of sword-winged black robes. They were not for him to wear. His full set of knight armor with three layers was already very covering, and he really didn't want to wear it outside. Go up one level.

These sword-wing robes are actually for Corvis, who is wearing squire armor, and the heavy-armored guards who are expected to be recruited.

It would be the first standing guard in his hand that could follow him to the battlefield at any time, which is why he was willing to spend money to create a jersey with an identification mark for it.

Of course, in addition to the black sword-wing robes he ordered, Azerion and Rohark also made several gray tabards with their crests printed on them for their future knight squires.

Lohark's coat of arms is rather simple, with a silhouette of a horse standing in the center of a red shield with its hooves raised high.

Azerion's coat of arms is the most complicated among the three. To draw the four-part pattern of golden fleur-de-lis in various colors, the cost of craftsmanship must be as much as the dye cost of those black robes.

In addition to these shirts, there is also a swallow-tailed flag with the coat of arms of the Farolis family in the box.

Although Leon has already felt the hint from Baron Earliver to prepare the square flag.

But after all, he is the only one who can be sure of promotion and sealing. Rohark and Azerion will probably have to be ordinary knights for a long time in the future, and they still need to fly the battle flag of thorn flower when they go to the battlefield.

The next day, Leon organized a manpower to prepare a sumptuous meal for the young men from Longka and Platon who came from afar, including various kinds of marinated horse meat.

Then, before noon, all the young people, including locals from Selva, were gathered in the open space of the village and city where the former stalls had not been restored.

A total of one hundred and forty-nine conscripts of the right age were divided into three teams according to their hometowns and lined up under the shouts of the leaders of their respective villages.

They are all armed civilians who have been properly trained by the Eastern Fortress. Although the formation is not very consistent, it is not too idle.

Looking at the spears, lances, and hooked spears lined up in the array, under the sunlight, at first glance, this dense array is indeed very intimidating.

In particular, these young men and women are all adults who have been in the military camp for a long time, and they are in an era where status and hierarchy are clearly defined. The instinct to maintain silence and order in front of the lords and superiors is far more independent than the ordinary people Leon saw in his previous life. I think it’s a lot.

Leon held a blunt-edged practice sword with both hands and inspected the soldiers that could be summoned in front of him.

Of course, bringing these soldiers to Selva was not just to treat them to dinner.

Today's purpose is to select as many warriors as possible who can meet the standards of heavy infantry among these hundreds and dozens of people.

Behind him, Azerion, Rohark, Corvis, and Olivia, fully armed and armored warriors, were responsible for supervising the order of today's assembly.

However, Leon himself did not wear heavy plate armor. He only wore the leather-covered chain armor he had worn when he first set foot on the Western Port, standing in front of these young men.

After the crowd completely quieted down and their eyes focused on him, Leon spoke calmly.

"I am Leon Pendragon, Lord of Selva and a knight of the Farolis family."

He raised his voice as high as possible to ensure that the young men present could hear what he said.

"Whether it is Selva or the people from Lonka and Platon, you must remember me, the Knights of Rohark, and the Knights of Azerion as soon as possible. If there is a war in the future, you will be recruited. , accept command under our command, but there is another purpose in gathering you here today.”

With that said, Leon pointed to the side of the field, where the servants had asked the servants to set up wooden frames and set up a row of armors in advance.

".I am a newly promoted knight, and I don't have my own valet yet. But rather than recruiting mercenaries whose origins I don't know, I would rather select qualified warriors from among you."

While explaining, Leon announced the treatment and requirements he offered: "As long as you become loyal to me and swear to abide by the rules I set, my guards will receive a monthly salary of two gold crowns, including armor, weapons, accommodation, and food, which will be completely taken care of by me."

Before Leon finished speaking, the entire team of young men in front of him could not help but stir up a commotion.

Many people's eyes were wide open and glowing red, and they wanted to rush over and kneel down to express their loyalty to the little knight on the spot, even the young men from the rich families in the village were no exception.

The salary alone was far higher than that of a skilled blacksmith. The blacksmiths of this era were not ordinary workers. Just look at Olivia's family, they are definitely wealthy.

This is the net income that completely excludes the cost of living.

If you have to compare, an annual salary of 24 gold crowns is equivalent to 34 times the annual income of an ordinary tenant.

For ordinary people, this is undoubtedly a step up to heaven, and they can completely turn their lives around with their families.

Leon certainly knew how generous the salary he offered was.

This money could be used to maintain the existing hired cavalry for a long time. It would be strange if the young men in front of him were not excited.

Of course, Leon would rather train his own private guards from the territory than spend money to feed those wolves who only care about money.

But to get this salary, he naturally set a high enough threshold.

Leon had thought of many ways and hesitated about how to select.

But after thinking about it, he finally decided to use the most direct method to find satisfactory warriors in person.

"My request is also very simple." He raised his voice and raised the blunt sword from the ground with his right hand.

"Everyone has a fair chance. You can choose to wear the armor over there and pick any melee weapon from the weapon rack.

Anyone who can survive five moves without being hit by me can become my guard.

Of course, you can also try to defeat me."

Leon took the helmet from Corvis, not to protect himself, but to reassure the challengers who were eager to try.

"Don't worry about offending me today. No matter who you are, if you can hit any part of my head, neck, or chest before losing, I promise that I will give you double the treatment."

As long as you can hit the vital part, double the treatment?

Forty-eight gold crowns a year? !

The crowd suddenly felt that the air was filled with a dreamy sweetness.

Some veterans who had seen blood on the battlefield were already rubbing their hands silently, and they couldn't wait to show their skills to the young lord. The first-mover advantage that could be obtained without losing their lives was right in front of them. How could they endure it?

Leon looked at the crowd in front of him, their eyes were shining, and they were all excited like wolves and tigers and could not control themselves.

He knew that these people were just in awe of his knighthood, and in fact they didn't think it would be too difficult to survive a few moves from him.

He was too young.

Including those young men from Selva who heard that he had saved the village, even if they respected him, they only respected his righteousness and kindness.

This was actually the truth.

Under normal circumstances, Leon thought he was not strong enough to always defeat the enemy in five moves or remain undefeated in five moves in consecutive duels, especially when there were obviously veterans who were proficient in martial arts in the crowd.

But that was normal.

If he could be defeated so easily, he would not have offered such an exaggerated salary for the guards.

Today's move was not only to select personal soldiers.

It was also to establish his own authority in the hearts of these people and any warriors who could become guards.

He didn't have a dark blue to add points to himself.

But he had a dark black to add points to himself.

"So, who's the first one?" Leon asked in a faint voice, buckling his visor.