Defeating Charles Trap, in Liszt's view, was a very normal thing. Just like how most medicine styles could defeat battle techniques styles, one could indeed do whatever they wanted with money.
But as Liszt's opponent, Charles felt it was difficult to accept that he was already over forty years old, but he couldn't beat a seventeen-year-old young man.
This was a result he never expected before the actual combat exercise.
The most important point was that he had no power to fight back and was suppressed from the beginning to the end. The situation was quite embarrassing.
But the long sword with a scorching aura was already on his neck. Charles had to admit that he had indeed lost, lost to a young man.
This should have been a matter of shame and indignation.
Considering Liszt's identity, he was quickly relieved. The son of the Tulip family and inherited the bloodline of the Taro family. Such a noble aristocrat should have such strength.
In the end, he just sighed and said sincerely, "I … lost."
"There is more than one elite Earth Knight who lost to me. You don't have to worry about it. At the elite Earth Knight level, your strength is not bad. The paralysis effect of the thunder attribute is also very threatening. "Liszt said faintly. In fact, he had only sparred with Markus and Paris.
There was no victory or defeat. There was no life-risking battle.
But in the Earth Knight stage, sword fights were relatively rare. It was still mainly group charges. Liszt did not plan to go to the battlefield and fight one-on-one with others. What he wanted to do was to practice archery. Learning from Markus's "Multiple Arrows", he had already surpassed his master.
If it was a real battle on the battlefield, he would mainly shoot arrows from the periphery.
"Lord Baron is strong. Charles is convinced. The Tulip family's bloodline is one of the noblest I have ever seen." Charles got up, half flattering and half sincere, "The only difference between the Tulip family and the Marquis family is time."
Liszt threw the fine steel long sword to the servant and took the handkerchief to wipe his hands. "The title should be conferred as soon as possible. Time is everyone's enemy."
Charles had a deep understanding. "Yes, the feeling of being the enemy of time is very terrifying."
For an elite Earth Knight like him, he had no hope of breaking through and no money to take pills. In a few years, his physical functions would begin to decline.
That was why he was eager to find an opportunity. "Sir Baron, if you need help on the road to glory, Charles is willing to charge for Sir Baron!"
He was ready to follow.
However, Liszt thought for a moment and said, "I am just a Baron, the second son of a Count. My Knight Squad members are all Knight who are fighting against fate like me. Because they had no choice but to fight for glory. What about you? You have many choices, so why did you come to the Flower Town? "
Of course, it was because the Flower Town had a chance.
However, Charles knew that such an answer was not what Liszt wanted. The Knight chose to follow the Lord, and the Lord would also choose a suitable follower.
He had to prove to Liszt that he was a qualified follower.
But how to prove it, he couldn't figure it out for a while, "Lord Baron …"
"Don't worry, Sir Charles. Time is our enemy, but it can also make us more aware of what we want. You can go back first and think calmly about what you want and what you can do. At that time, we will talk about following. "
Finally.
Charles still left the Flower Town with regret, doubt, and a glimmer of hope.
… …
Under the apple tree.
The new chat partner had been replaced by Zambrotta, "My Lord, did you refuse Charles's following?"
"No, but I didn't accept it either. I told him to go back first and come back after recognizing himself." Liszt sipped his milk tea and said, "This is just an excuse for me to send him away. In fact, I haven't thought about whether to accept his following. You also said that his identity is an obstacle. "
It was actually good to have an elite Earth Knight as a follower.
But he was afraid that the other party was an aristocrat with a fake identity. If one day he was exposed by anti-counterfeiters, it would not only be Charles who would lose face, but also Liszt, a poor aristocratic lord who was deceived by a liar.
Zambrotta nodded and said with some emotion, "What hinders him from achieving the glory of a Knight is the aristocratic title he values most."
"Maybe one day, he will think clearly and give up his identity to fight for it." Liszt smiled. He felt that it was unlikely, so he changed the topic. "Where were we last time? I think it was about Count Dracula of the Grand Duchy of Rose. He was mistaken for a vampire?"
"Yes, he hid in the Bloody Castle and never participated in the banquets between the nobles. He was once the most glorious Sky Knight of the Grand Duchy of Rose, and even the daughter of the Grand Duchy of Rose fell in love with him."
Zambrotta was not good at talking about government affairs, but when it came to telling stories, he could always tell fascinating stories. "As the Countess fell asleep, Count Dracula also became gloomy and strange, so some people said that he signed a contract with the devil and turned himself into a vampire to save the Countess."
"I guess the countess must be beautiful and moving."
"When I passed by the Bloody Castle, I wandered for a long time, but I rarely heard people talk about the countess's appearance. I couldn't even find out the countess's identity … It's a pity."
Stories of vampires and werewolves were widely circulated.
However, it was quite interesting for a living count to be mistaken for a vampire. This gave Liszt a lot of inspiration, giving him the impulse to write the historical novel "Dragons Fighting in the Wild". Perhaps he could make up a great war between ancient people and vampires.
The vampires retreated and mingled with the humans.
Maybe it's right next to me.
… …
It was a pity.
The writing plan of "Dragons Fighting in the Wild" was delayed again.
With great difficulty, he finally settled the matters of the carpentry workshop and the brick factory. But before he could relax for a few days, he received a notice from the knights of the Tulip Castle that the young heir of the Golden Wheatear Family had visited the Longtaro Castle. Leves had accompanied him back and informed Liszt to entertain the guest.
As aristocratic children, it was natural to socialize with each other.
Liszt had to arrange things in Flower Town and accompany the siren A Qi to the beach to play for a few hours. Only then did he bring his signature Blizzard Beast, Dosen, and his personal guard, Paris, to Tulip Castle early the next morning.
"Alas, aristocrats are really sociable. There are always 10,000 reasons to get together to eat and drink … I don't want to live such a life."
Sitting in a carriage with a black Tulip flag, Liszt looked out of the window in boredom.
Forests, bushes, wastelands, farmland, and sparse wooden houses. This was an era of fairly backward productivity, full of primitive atmosphere. When the carriage entered Coral City, the bustling crowd seemed to pull him back to the dirty and messy streets of the Middle Ages.
However, along the hillside full of Tulip flowers, he drove towards the tall and majestic Tulip Castle.
The light of civilization came to his face.
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