At this moment, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a figure flashed out of the carriage. It was the Marshall Knight with a big sword in his hand. The servant who had rushed to the front had already arrived in front of the coachman and was about to cut him down. The Marshall Knight's big sword flashed with white combat qi and cut the servant from head to toe along with the horse under him into two pieces. Blood spurted out like an explosion and sprayed a few meters away. The few servants who followed behind were stunned by the rain of blood.
They were stunned, but the Marshall Knight was not stunned. The Knight jumped down from the carriage and cut the neck of a servant in the air with his big sword. The servant did not even have time to react before his head flew out and fell in front of Joshua's horse.
Joshua was stunned by the scene in front of him. His body became weak and he fell from the horse.
In this moment, the Marshall Knight killed 5 of the other 10 servants. The other 5 were no longer on their horses and their swords were thrown to the ground. Their opponent was an official Knight who used combat qi. This made them all lie on the ground and tremble. The strength of a Knight was deeply ingrained in their memory.
Abel was also shocked by the Marshall Knight's attack. Violent, direct, and fast. This was the impression that the Marshall Knight gave him. It was very different from the usual smiling Knight.
"You … You are a Knight. I am the eldest son of Lord Chorre. I request to be treated as a noble prisoner of war." Joshua stammered to the Marshall Knight.
The treatment of a noble prisoner of war was a unique way to deal with a noble prisoner of war in this era.
First of all, according to the rules of the Knight System, if a Knight performed honorably in front of the enemy, the victory or defeat of the Knight was not that important. Therefore, as long as a Knight fought bravely, being captured was not a shameful thing.
Secondly, most Knights were people with economic and political status. When they were captured, the condition for their release was a ransom. For example, if a superior lord was captured, a subordinate Knight had the obligation to take himself as a hostage and pay the ransom.
Finally, there were frequent battles and victory and defeat. Who could guarantee that they would not be the next one to be captured? Therefore, the prisoners were treated well and released on the condition of a ransom.
The Marshall Knight looked at the trainee Knight in front of him with a mocking smile. He did not even fight and was thinking about whether to treat him as a noble prisoner of war.
"Joshua?" At this time, Abel jumped down from the carriage and saw Joshua on the ground. He did not expect that this noble son of a noble to attack him because of a small conflict.
"You know him?" The Marshall Knight vaguely knew the reason for the attack, but even if there was a conflict in the city, it was rare for a knight to lead a group of people to kill the other party. However, the Knight still left the decision to Abel. This was also a good opportunity to cultivate Abel's ability, so he said, "Abel, you decide."
He didn't care about Joshua's life or death, but it wouldn't do him any good if he took Joshua's life, so he might as well ask for more benefits. Maybe the Knight of Marshall wouldn't mind too much gold coins.
"Then take him back to the castle, Joshua. You will be treated as a noble prisoner of war."
The Marshall Knight smiled with satisfaction when he heard Abel's decision. Abel did not choose to pay the ransom for his own revenge, but for the sake of the castle's development.
Abel's idea was actually very simple. Joshua's strength was too weak to be his opponent. If Joshua was an official Knight, then he would choose to be treated as a noble prisoner of war. A dead enemy was a good enemy.
Then it was up to Abel. He took off the belts of the 5 servants and tied their hands behind their backs.
Except for the unlucky horse that was cut in half by the Marshall Knight's sword, the other eleven horses were lined up with the help of the coachman. The captives were thrown on the saddle, and Abel himself rode the fiery red horse and followed behind.
Joshua was placed on the first horse, and Abel also took off his belt. Although Joshua's hands were not tied, if Joshua dared to run, his pants would fall down. But then again, as long as Joshua was not as stupid as a pig, he would not run away in front of an official Knight.
Only then did Joshua realize that the person he attacked was the owner of Harry's castle, and the little blacksmith Abel was the heir of Harry's castle. At that moment, Joshua's first thought was to go back and kill the servant who was watching Abel.
After returning to Harry's castle, Abel handed the captives over to Steward Lindsey. Afterward, Lindsey would be in charge of the negotiation of the captives and the payment of the ransom. As nobles, they would not ask about these things. Based on Joshua's identity and the consequences of his crimes, everything would be left to the stewards to negotiate.
Abel returned to his normal life. Every morning, he would go to the blacksmith's shop to forge something after breakfast. At night, he would return to the castle to practice the Knight breathing technique and rest.
Just like that, a month passed. During this month, Abel had forged 5 swords of hundred skills. However, they were all made with the methods of this world. He did not use any special carburizing or quenching methods. Master Bentham was very happy with the way he forged them. No matter how good your secret technique was, the foundation was the most important. Master Bentham praised Abel for his dedication to the foundation.
One morning, Master Bentham called Abel, "Abel, follow me."
Master Bentham's room was inside the master's workshop. After entering the room, Master Bentham took out a huge and heavy book from an iron box in the corner and placed it on the table. He then said to Abel, "My teacher is the dwarven Forge Master Master Robin. Back then, the humans and the dwarves made an agreement to fight the orcs together. Because of my talent, I was sent to the dwarves to learn how to forge."
Master Bentham's eyes were a little blurred as he recalled the events of the past. He was almost mumbling to himself as he recounted the events of the past.
"Those were the best days. Every day, I could learn new things. The dwarves' forging techniques were developed through their innate talent and tens of thousands of years of experimentation. Legend has it that the most powerful dwarven blacksmith had once helped the gods to forge holy weapons.
Apart from forging normal weapons, Master Robin could also forge magical weapons. When I first saw magical weapons, I told myself that this was what I wanted to learn. This was my life's goal.
Master Robin taught me a lot of things without holding back. When I learned all this, I asked Master Robin to learn how to forge magical weapons. However, Master Robin told me that I didn't have the talent to forge magical weapons. "
At this point, Master Bentham looked a little emotional. He then continued, "After learning, Master Robin gave me my last hope, which was this magical weapon forging book."
"After I came back, I searched everywhere for the reason why I couldn't forge magical weapons. In the end, I found out that only the power of the will could trigger the forging process of magical weapons. However, most people with the power of the will had already become wizards. No one would want to learn forging until I met you."
Hearing the word "wizard", Abel's heart skipped a beat. Wasn't he always looking for information about wizards? This was the first time he heard about magic.
"I'm old now. I won't have the chance to forge a magical weapon in this lifetime. However, you are my student. I hope that you can forge a magical weapon." Master Bentham's eyes were full of pleading.
"Master, I'll do my best." Abel nodded seriously.
Master Bentham held the huge and heavy magical weapon forging book in an almost pious manner and handed it to Abel.
Abel took the book. It was heavy in his hands. Just like in the legends, although dwarves were very short, they always thought that they were the descendants of giants. Therefore, they wanted everything to be as big as possible.
And this book was the perfect embodiment of this tradition. When he opened the book, the content was very straightforward. The first page was about fire magical weapons. In the middle of the book, there was a drawing of the two sides of a sword. There were strange runes on it. There was a groove on the hilt with the instructions to install a fire gem. The last row was about the functions of fire magical weapons. The configuration of a fire rune magic potion could provide fire damage to the weapon.
The second page was about ice magical weapons. There were also two sides of a sword with strange runes and grooves. The only requirement was to install a water gem. The last row was about the functions of ice magical weapons. The configuration of an ice rune magic potion could provide speed reduction and ice damage to the weapon.
The third page was about lightning magical weapons. The fourth page was about poison magical weapons.
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