If it weren't for Yu Ruyi, if it weren't for his own learned Yue Men swordsmanship, this brief and perilous battle would have been enough to kill Fang Xin several times over.

  However, people who have killed others will quickly mature, and basically three times is enough to change a person.

  After some thought, Fang Xin collected a set of bows and arrows, along with a suit of knight armor, and the head of that dark knight. He had studied European medieval history and knew that just this one suit of armor was equivalent to the value of a farm.

  Other weapons, including another bow and arrow, were wrapped in cloth and buried, marked for future use, just in case.

  His horse was not killed, he carried it up, he rode his horse up, although the burden was heavy, but the horse could still bear it. At this time, it finally reached noon, and the fog dispersed.

  It was as if it were autumn then, and when the mist went away everything became normal again, revealing a medieval landscape.

  It is clear that Fang Xin's world has its own advantages.

  Looking back now, Fang Xin's world was filled with a serene atmosphere, but here it occasionally revealed a wildness.

  Yes, although it's autumn, weeds are still growing, some evergreen trees are very lush, and wildflowers are dotted among them, but they are filled with the natural savagery of survival of the fittest!

  Fang Xin rode on horseback, recalling the details of the battle just now, his heart was filled with worry and fear, he hoped to verify quickly, but also full of terror. In this hesitant state of mind, he didn't even eat dinner, and arrived at a nearby small town before dusk.

  It can be known from memory that this town is the territory of the hereditary knight family Licoke, because it is only a hereditary knight and does not have the qualifications or financial resources to build a castle. Therefore, with the manor as the center, it was slowly operated into a small town. This small town has stone walls, although not high, but in conjunction with the militia, it also has certain defensive strength.

  The current host is a young lady named Elly!

  "I am the messenger of Baron Edi Drik, I have an urgent matter to report to Lady Eli, this is the letter given to me by the Baron!" He rushed into the town and directly galloped to a core residence in the center of the town, before the soldiers reacted, he jumped off his horse and shouted.

  "Wait a minute!" The soldier looked at him with some vigilance, his eyes fixed on the blood splattered on his body and the heavy armor, took over the document, and assigned one person to go inside.

  Not much time had passed before the soldier returned, and he was greeted by a middle-aged man who looked like a butler. He was dressed neatly and had a stern expression on his face as he said: "Please go inside, sir. The lord says you can have something to eat and rest for a bit, and then he will summon you."

  The horse was let down when the heavy knight's armor was taken off, and the soldier was a bit tense. When he opened a sack, he even screamed and rolled away.

  As the scream came, several soldiers rushed in hastily, staring tiger-eyed, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

  "What is this? Can you explain it?" asked the middle-aged man.

  "On the road, I encountered a group of dark soldiers. I killed them all. According to the law, this dark knight's armor is my spoils of war. This is his head!" Fang Xin said with satisfaction as he saw the middle-aged butler's mask-like face crack apart.

  But the expression vanished in an instant, and the middle-aged butler stepped forward. He ignored the bloody smell and began to examine it. After a while, he regained his usual stiff expression: "Messenger, what's your name?"

  "Hannibal, free man!"

  "Mr. Hannett, please go inside, take a bath, I'll give you a clean set of clothes and dinner, and after you've finished eating, the miss will see you!"

  Having said this, he gave an order and a maid led him in.

  That was the kitchen, where boiling water had been poured into a wooden tub. Fang Xin jumped in and the water immediately became murky, filled with bloodstains and mud.

  Changed a bucket and washed again, it was considered clean.

  What was brought out were clean clothes, not luxurious but of high-quality hemp cloth, suitable for his current status. Afterwards, he was led to the kitchen.

  The kitchen maid is almost busy, and the air is filled with fragrance.

  It seemed to have been pre-arranged, a maid saw him come in and led him to the table, where there was white bread, butter, a fragrant roasted goose, even half a wax sausage, and a jug of strong liquor.

  The food was not of a high standard, but it was also not something that ordinary free men could eat. Fang Xin had not eaten lunch at noon and now he wolfed down the food.

  Just then, a sturdy man was expertly examining the knight's armor, and nearby stood a priest-like figure.

  "The armor didn't appear to be broken, but it was indeed the Dark Knight's armor."

  "This head is indeed that of a Dark Knight. Ordinary evil soldiers don't have such a strong aura of evil." The priest examined the head, saying as much.

  The lady in the middle listened quietly and then looked at the butler.

  "The letter is genuine, and the timing is about right, a war that happens once every ten years!" The housekeeper said: "One person can kill an entire team, what a powerful warrior! Miss, you should reward him!"

  "Uncle George, what do you mean?"

  "The war has begun, the more powerful warriors the better, but you only have one knight, Alec. The only question now is whether Hannet can really do it and whether he is truly a free man. If so, then Miss can temporarily confer him as an apprentice knight."

  Apprentice knights, not requiring land or formal nobility, are quite suitable; after all, in war, most knights and apprentice knights do not survive - of course, strong warriors who can survive are always welcome.

  "Isbe, can you purify this armor?" The young lady asked after a moment of hesitation.

  "Don't worry, just one night and I can purify it," the pastor replied.

  "That only needs a badge and it's already a warhorse." The young lady thought for a moment, saying that the armor for the apprentice knight was all ready and didn't need the lord to come out.

  "Perhaps a servant is also needed, isn't it?" The butler reminded him.

  After Fang Xin finished dinner, the butler took him to the second floor. On the walls of the second floor, there were huge portraits hanging on them. These were all portraits of the lords of the past generations, among which most were those who had died in battle.

  The housekeeper opened the door and Fang Xin followed him in.

  "Sir Eli!" Fang Xin followed the etiquette and went forward on his knees, while Sir Eli also stretched out his hand to let him kiss it.

  "The news you bring is most unfortunate, it seems that Earl Brieman has stretched out his evil hand once again. But you also bring me great encouragement, I hear that you have slain a squad of dark soldiers? Along with a Dark Knight? Can you tell me more about it?" Miss said gently.

  "Noble Sir, your wish is my command, I will clarify all your doubts." Fang Xinpian said politely, this Elly Sir, looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, and was quite good-looking.

  Miss Ai sat down and pointed to the chair, indicating that Fang Xin also sat down, and the conversation began.