"Straighten out your chest, cheer up!" Markus's roar continued to resound in the woods at the edge of the Thorns Ridge. From time to time, the horsewhip in his hand would make crackling sounds.
Thirty teenagers, holding wooden sticks, nervously patrolled every corner of the woods.
They could hear the cries of various birds and beasts in the depths of the woods, which might even contain the roars of World of Warcraft. For the teenagers who grew up listening to the terrifying rumors of World of Warcraft, staying here for another quarter of an hour would make them feel a chill on the back of their necks, as if World of Warcraft would open its mouth and choke them at any time.
Tony was such a teenager who was on tenterhooks.
He tightly grasped the wooden stick in his hand and leaned against a big tree, his legs slightly trembling. Last winter, a Windblade Wolf attacked Wheat Settlement and ate two serfs, scaring him into having nightmares for several nights in a row. Now, he recalled that nightmare and couldn't help but pray in his heart.
"Please don't eat me …"
He kept looking at the adults outside who were chopping down trees, as if doing so would give him a sense of security.
Suddenly.
An explosion sounded above his head. Unknowingly, Markus had arrived at his side on horseback and lashed the tree trunk with his whip, sending the bark flying.
"Tony, I told you to keep an eye on the woods, not on the lumberjacks!"
"Yes, yes, Mr. Markus."
"Show your manliness, don't let me down, and especially don't let Sir Lord down." Markus said coldly.
Tony hurriedly replied in a loud voice: "Yes, I will not let Mr. Markus down, and even more so, I will not let Sir Lord down!"
Only then did Markus ride away.
Upon seeing this, Tony heaved a long sigh of relief. He was very afraid of this cold-faced and ruthless Earth Knight. In the past few days of the selection, he had suffered a lot of whipping.
It was a real whipping. With every lash, a bloody scar would immediately appear on his body.
If it wasn't for becoming a Retainer Knight and obtaining the opportunity to change his fate, he wouldn't have been willing to face Markus, and even more unwilling to come here to face World of Warcraft.
What he didn't know was that Markus shook his head and left.
This Earth Knight had already rejected him. As a Knight, if he could not face his inner fear and overcome the pressure exerted on him by the environment, then he had no potential. In his eyes, commoners could only become nobles through the baptism of blood and fire. If they were not prepared, it was better for them to go home early and focus on farming.
Otherwise, he would die under the hooves of horses on the battlefield in the future.
Traversing through the forest, Markus not only monitored every movement in the forest, but also examined the youths. The morning passed peacefully, and he had basically decided on the candidates for the twelve team members.
Hence, at noon.
He reported his choice to Liszt: "Sir, Philip Wool, Xavier Cowdung, Jacob Footsole, York Baldy, Wayne Haystack, Zachary Little Finger, York Shoemaker, Evan Handkerchief, Sean Redface, Tracy Hunchback, Myron Underpants, Theodore Rotten Socks. These twelve youths will become your Retainer Knight."
"Xavier Cowdung. He sounds like the younger brother of Jim Cowdung. York the Bald Guy and York the Shoemaker. They have the same names. One of them is York, and the other is York Jr. … Then, tell their families that from now on, these twelve teenagers will no longer work and will be supported by the castle."
"Yes."
The Knight team had been selected. At noon, Liszt took the time to summon the smoke quest.
As expected, the quest was completed and updated.
"Quest completed. Reward: Wind Peregrine Falcon about to hatch."
[Mission: In addition to the floating bottles, there may also be unexpected surprises. Right now, there is a sailing ship carrying a surprise drifting towards the East Coast. Please find and rescue the ship that has fallen into distress. Reward: a portion of the population. "
"Hmm?"
Liszt didn't pay attention to the Wind Peregrine Falcon reward for the first time.
Because he saw the 'population'. At present, what the Flower Town lacked the most was population. The small town had less than 2,000 people, which was not as many as the larger villages in his hometown. Without population, as the lord, he could not carry out any plan. What he desired the most was population.
"The population reward is related to the shipwreck. So, a ship carrying people is about to drift to the East Coast?" Thinking of this, Liszt impatiently called out to Gort.
"Liszt, what can I do for you?"
"It suddenly occurred to me that the oyster settlement's fishermen are facing the sea. There are a lot of sea monsters in the sea. This is very dangerous and must be taken seriously."
"Sea monsters … shouldn't come to the shore, right?" Gort was a bit disapproving.
Sea monsters were indeed very dangerous and often attacked ships. However, sea monsters generally rarely came to the shore. Once the tide ebbed, they would be stranded, only death awaited them.
Liszt had an ulterior motive. He emphasized: "Do not be careless in the slightest danger. Immediately notify the patrol team to focus on patrolling the East Coast. Report to me if there are any abnormalities. Hold on for a while. If there are really no sea monsters coming ashore, then adjust the focus of the patrol team. "
"Alright, I will go notify them."
After Gort left, Liszt was in the mood to pay attention to the reward of the previous quest, the Wind Peregrine Falcon egg.
He had heard of the Wind Peregrine Falcon. It was a falcon-type World of Warcraft, a low-level World of Warcraft. It often appeared on the seashore and fed on the fish in the sea. Because it was a small animal, it rarely attacked humans. Relatively speaking, it was relatively less dangerous. However, this did not mean that it was weak. On the contrary, it was very powerful.
It could release magic, the wind blade.
This magic was the same as the Windblade Wolf's magic. However, as a falcon-type animal, it had the natural advantage of flying. The wind blade could be shot from almost any direction.
In other words, it could use kiting tactics to kill its opponent without any losses.
"Then, where is my Wind Peregrine Falcon?" Liszt looked at the tree that was being chopped down and became vigilant. "Could it be hiding in one of the trees that is about to be chopped down?"
If there was really a Wind Peregrine Falcon, it would definitely be a huge threat.
He quickly called for Markus: "We can't just pay attention to the ground beasts in the forest. We also have to pay attention to the sky. There might be flying World of Warcraft here."
Markus took down the bow on his back and held it in his hand. His eyes were firm: "Sir, the flying World of Warcraft is more fragile than the ground World of Warcraft. My arrows are always ready for them!"
His confidence infected Liszt.
"I originally wanted to learn archery from you, but I never had the time."
"If Sir wants to learn, you can learn anytime."
"Yes, after this busy period, I will learn archery." Liszt made a decision. Archery was a must. Long-range attacks were in line with his personality, killing enemies from a thousand miles away.
Close combat was too rough, and the probability of getting injured was high.
As a lord, he came to this world to enjoy life and not to suffer.
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