Chapter 701
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Eitek tried to struggle after being pinned to the ground by the two knights.
The two knights were elites under Count Kirrlutz's command, and Eitek used all his strength to break free from their restraints.
After the knights caught Eitek, they tacitly agreed that Count Kirrlutz was going to take him back to the city's manor.
They grabbed Eitek's arm and walked towards the door.
"Wait."
Count Kirrlutz's sudden voice made the knights stop at the door of the Weave Hall.
Before the knights could figure out what Count Kirrlutz wanted to do, he quickly came in front of his son Eitek.
"Do you know your mistake?" Count Kirrlutz asked.
But Eitek turned his face away, not even looking at Count Kirrlutz, and kept silent with his lips pursed.
Eitek's behavior had made his attitude clear.
"Kneel." Count Kirrlutz could no longer continue to indulge and gave a simple order.
Hearing this order, both the knights who caught Eitek and Eitek himself looked at Count Kirrlutz with astonished eyes.
This was not the manor where the city lord lived, this was the public area of the Weave Hall.
As the second son of a count, he knelt in front of so many civilians. If he really did this … His dignity in Ossen Castle would be gone, and he would become the laughing stock of all the people.
"Kneel …!"
Count Kirrlutz repeated these two words again, his voice bursting from the gap in his throat, the anger pouring out of these two words as if it had turned into a physical substance.
Eitek was still unmoved. Count Kirrlutz glanced at the two knights who bound him.
The two knights showed an unbearable expression on their faces. They had been under Count Kirrlutz's command for many years, and they had watched the second son grow up with their own eyes.
But they had to obey the count's order. The two knights pressed their hands on both sides of Eitek's shoulders, directly trying to push him to the ground.
Eitek was still resisting, but his strength was insignificant in front of the two elite knights.
In just a few seconds, the sound of his knees slamming on the ground echoed throughout the hall.
The guests in the hall who were connected to the Weave were all attracted to this. A Count's second son was kneeling in front of so many people … This was enough to attract the attention of many gossipy people for an entire day.
"Do you know your mistake?"
Count Kirrlutz asked again. Etke, who was kneeling on the ground, gritted his teeth and finally looked up at his father with stubborn eyes.
"I'm not wrong!" he said in a low voice.
This answer once again ignited Count Kirrlutz's anger, and he reached out to a knight beside him.
"Give me your sheath!"
The knight froze for a moment, but finally pulled out the long sword at his waist and handed the scabbard to Count Kirrlutz with both hands.
Count Kirrlutz used the scabbard as a club and smashed it on Eitek's shoulder.
The scabbard was made of steel and embedded with exquisite crystals.
Count Kirrlutz did not show any mercy when he swung the scabbard and used all his strength.
The clothes on Eitek's shoulders were torn and bruises could be seen through the gaps of his clothes.
Even so, Eitek still gritted his teeth and did not make any sound.
"Answer me again, do you know your mistake?" Count Kirrlutz asked.
This time Eitek still did not answer. Count Kirrlutz directly used his backhand as a whip and this time it was Eitek's cheek.
The steel scabbard hit Eitek's cheek and scarlet blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
"Count Kirrlutz!"
The knight beside Eitek could not stand it anymore and he could not help but want to plead for him.
"Shut up! Eitek, you could have been the youngest honorary gladiator in Ossen Castle! " Count Kirrlutz said this and anger rushed to his heart again, and he once again used the scabbard to hit Eitek's shoulder. "I don't object to you using the Weave, but you only know how to play those games on the Weave! They're useless! The matches that could have been won in the Gladiator Tournament ended in a humiliating defeat. "
Count Kirrlutz angrily hit Eitek's body with the scabbard every time he spoke.
He had no intention of showing any mercy. Every heavy hit left bruises on Eitek's body, and blood flowed through the gaps of his clothes and dripped onto the floor.
Finally, Count Kirrlutz seemed to be a little tired and finally stopped swinging his hand and looked at Eitek who was kneeling on the ground covered in bruises.
"Now answer me, do you know your mistake?" Count Kirrlutz asked again.
"Lord Eitek …"
A knight next to him reminded Eitek in a low voice, hoping that he would not continue to hold on.
Eitek slowly got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, and then spat out a tooth and looked up at Count Kirrlutz again.
"I … am not wrong, father." A smile appeared on his bruised face. "My brother has been the champion for so long. I've never won against him in anything since I was a child. He'll be your successor in the future … But now, I finally have something stronger than him, and that's the Holy Spirit! My brother's handicapped hands can't beat me no matter what … "
Eitek's answer had already made Count Kirrlutz's forehead bulge with veins. He held the hilt of his sword with his hand, and the hilt even showed signs of distortion.
"What's the use of your game no matter how good you are!" Count Kirrlutz was so angry that he wanted to hit him again with the hilt of his sword.
But one of his arms was grabbed by someone.
The opponent's strength was terrifying, and the pain from Count Kirrlutz's wrist stimulated him.
Count Kirrlutz angrily turned his head to find out who was so bold. He would definitely send this guy to the gallows!
But the moment Count Kirrlutz saw the face of the person, the impulse of anger in his heart was quickly suppressed.
"Your Highness Prince Klaus?"
"Long time no see, Count Kirrlutz."
Klaus held his hand and slowly put it down. Then, he took the bloody scabbard and threw it to its owner.
"Are you here to participate in the Gladiator Tournament?"
Count Kirrlutz gestured for the two knights to take the bruised Eitek back.
"No, I am here to carry out my mother's orders and recruit a knight to join the Cast Casters," Klaus said.
The moment Prince Klaus said the words Cast Casters, it was enough to attract the attention of everyone in the hall.
This name represented supreme honor in the Iron Nation, and also represented a position above most nobles.
"I wonder which strong person has this honor?"
Count Kirrlutz could not guess which powerful knight in Ossen Castle would be chosen by the Queen.
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