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Chapter 179

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The young knight in front of them was really handsome, even more so than Laing.

His forehead was full, his face was like jade, and his blue eyes looked especially sincere. He could instantly make people feel good about him. There was a faint magic in his words, which made the guards and Kasenberg believe him almost immediately.

More importantly, his aura was faint, and his aura was overflowing. It was obvious that he had just reached the Legendary rank and was still unstable, so his aura was uncontrollably leaking.

Instinctively feeling that it must be a pleasure to have so young, handsome, and charming a knight in their company, the guards were almost on the verge of assenting to him.

Only Laing remained calm. He first looked at the young knight called Matthew Bard with amusement, then at the roadside sign.

They were still thirty kilometres away from Bodreux.

"Um … Mister Matthew Bard, we're only thirty kilometres away from Bodreux. There are outposts and inns along the way. I don't think there's a need for us to travel together, right?" Laing flatly refused the young knight's request. "This isn't the wilderness. We have family here, so it's not convenient for us to travel together. Please understand, Mister Matthew Bard."

"Ah, I was a little rude. Please forgive me, Sir Grail Knight." The smile on the young knight's face froze, and he sincerely said, "I'm sorry, I didn't understand the situation."

"It's fine. If it's just the two of us, I'd be more than willing to travel together. But it's not convenient now." Laing looked regretful, but his tone of refusal was quite obvious. "I'm sure Mister Matthew Bard will be able to meet a group of knights who are willing to travel together …"

"No, no, I'll find a place to rest!" Matthew Bard looked cheerful and didn't seem to mind at all. "It's getting dark, so it's time to rest!"

After saying that, the young knight didn't continue to pester him. He turned his horse around and ran to a nearby inn.

"Let's continue. We'll rest at the next inn." Laing gestured for everyone to continue forward.

"Yes, Baron." No one dared to disobey the Grail Knight's orders, especially when Laing's prestige was growing.

After walking for a while, Laing suddenly said to his butler, "Are you wondering why I refused that young knight's request to travel with us? He looks about the same age as me, and he's very strong and polite."

"Indeed, my Baron. You must have your reasons, right?" Cassenberg said.

"Yes, I have my reasons." Laing, he lowered his head and pursed his lips. "It's just too perfect, that's why I find it strange."

"Strange?"

"Kasenberg, Kasenberg, don't you? He's a ranger knight, not a knight on a mission. He carries the coat of arms of the Duchy of Connet, but he looks so perfect … Whether it's the control of his expression, the appropriate dress, or the way he speaks, he's too perfect. His performance is almost impeccable. He also has a mixed-blood elven warhorse, a mithril sword, and a beautiful full body armor … "Laing frowned." This doesn't seem normal. "

"It's just as you said, Baron. This is a bit abnormal." Kasenberg woke up from his daze. He thought carefully and found it strange. "If it's really as you said, then even a poor count can't afford to raise such a young man. There's no reason why he doesn't even have a squire."

"Maybe he has one? But he doesn't want us to see him? " Laing continued to think. "Then the question is, why doesn't he want us to see his squire? Instead, he came up alone and asked to join our team? "

"Maybe he's really just a person?" Katzenberg subconsciously wanted to defend the young knight, but he soon found the contradiction. "Well, my baron, now I also feel that he is a little strange. There seems to be magic in his words, and I subconsciously believe him without thinking." Katzenberg said.

"If I'm traveling alone, then I can take the opportunity to observe him." Laing saw that Kasenberg understood what he meant, so he continued. "But the situation is different now. Miss Suria and the others are in the carriage. I have to consider their safety. A knight's duty is to protect."

"I admire your wisdom and judgment, my baron. You've made the right choice." Katzenberg finally accepted Ryan's opinion wholeheartedly. "You're always so far-sighted."

"Always be careful. What do you think, Abel?" Laing asked the demon hunter's opinion.

"I have no objection to Mr. Laing's decision." The demon hunter with two swords on his back also nodded.

"I have a hunch that this young knight named Matthew Bad is not that simple. We'll meet again at the banquet soon."

That night, Laing and the others found an inn to stay in. The population of Bordero Principality was relatively dense, especially Duke Bodrick, who was the chosen champion of the Sea God Manna. He commanded more than 80% of the regular navy of the entire Knight King's Kingdom. Bordero Principality was rich in sea trade and seafood. At the same time, he was also an excellent manager. Perhaps the only regret for him was that he did not become a Knight of the Holy Grail.

At the same time, the Duke of Bordero treated his subjects rather harshly. To the north of the Duchy of Bordero was the Duchy of Connaught which was under the control of the vampires. To the south of the Duchy of Bordero was the Duchy of Bordero which was at war with Estalia. Therefore, the Duke himself had a very strict control over the public order and various activities in his territory. Therefore, he was more feared than loved by his subjects.

As expected, the appearance of the Knights of the Holy Grail made the innkeeper feel honored. The soldiers held up the family coat of arms of Laing's family. In the red and white coat of arms, there was a white book and a sharp sword. Then, in the middle of two ribbons, there was a golden Holy Grail pattern shining brightly. The innkeeper led his staff to worship Laing, and all the guests stood up to express their respect for Laing.

Respect, glory, and fanaticism. These were the portrayal of the status of the Knights of the Holy Grail in this country. Even in the most remote villages of the kingdom, people talked about the legends left behind by these role models of the world's virtues. They sang about their glorious achievements in the name of the Goddess. It was said that many Holy Grail pilgrims liked to follow some of the Knights of the Holy Grail who went out alone to carry out missions. Along the way, the pilgrims collected almost everything thrown away by the Knights of the Holy Grail, whether it was broken armor fragments, clothes, or even discarded food scraps. No matter the storm, no matter the mountains and rivers, these devout scavengers followed their idols with blazing passion. They were ecstatic with every action of the Knights of the Holy Grail and sang the words left behind by the Knights of the Holy Grail.

Some of the Knights of the Holy Grail would not refuse these pilgrims because they could be used as their squires and servants. They could also help the Knights of the Holy Grail in battle. However, Laing did not like it. He sternly refused these pilgrims and told them that he did not need them to follow him.

Then, the Holy Grail pilgrims left in joy. They were very happy that they were rejected because their behavior really attracted the attention of the Knights of the Holy Grail. Some even carved Laing's words on their bodies with a dagger as a memento.

Laing was a little speechless, but piety and ignorance were indeed powerful weapons against the corruption of Chaos. He really did not know what to say in this case. The faith and piety of people could condense in the subspace to provide energy for the Lake Nymph.

The female knight came to Laing's side and stood side by side with Laing. They looked like a couple. Her ocean-blue eyes were sparkling. She calmly stated her request. "Please be sure to clean the room. Also, I don't want there to be any 'gaps' in the room."

"Please arrange Sir Laing's room next to mine. The whole floor must be filled with our people." Suria looked calm, but there was an unquestionable majesty in her voice.

"As you wish. We will serve you with the utmost sincerity, madam!" The shopkeeper hurriedly replied. He put on his most flattering smile and gestured for the staff to quickly tidy up the room.

The group booked three floors of the building. Leon had his own room, and the three girls said that they would like to stay in the bigger room. The remaining three rooms were given to the followers. Abel, the demon hunter, chose a small room on the second floor. For a demon hunter, all he needed was a place to rest.

And so, the night passed uneventfully.

The next day, they finally arrived at the capital of Bordero, Bodrex.

Bodrex was a large city with a population of 20,000. It was also a very good port city. From afar, the huge port was guarded by the Sea Knights and a large number of Brittany navy. A large circular castle stood on a rocky mountain a few kilometres from the coast. The blue spire and the large flag of Neptune's trident fluttered above the castle.

Unlike many other cities, Bodrex's port wasn't located within the city. Instead, it was located outside the city. Bordero had built many watchtowers and strongholds along the way from the port to the city.

The weather was still cold, but Suria insisted on riding alongside Laing. When she saw Bodrex, she looked sharply at the castle in the distance. "Laing, do you know why Duke Bordero built the port outside the city?"

"I don't know, but I'm willing to listen."

"Bordero is harassed by dark elven pirates all year round. Separating the port from the city is good for defense." Sulia looked solemnly at the Sea God Knights patrolling the port. "Other than that, the invaders from Estalia would come from the Duchy of Bereon to harass the borders of Bordero from time to time, and the Blood Red Duke in the north is also interested in Duke Bodrick's huge wealth. Ever since he took over as Duke of Bordero, Duke Bodrick has never enjoyed more than four years of peace."

"It's for that reason that Duke Bordero has a strong but cold personality. Most of the time, he only believes in his own strength and those who help him. He especially likes to appear on the frontlines to boost the morale of the soldiers. Even though he's not a Grail Knight, he always raises the morale of the soldiers whenever he appears, letting them know that he's with them." Suria's gaze was sharp as she said softly, "I've always felt that a true knight should be like that. Dismount to lead the people, mount to lead the army, and always fight to protect their territory and their subjects.

The purpose of a knight's existence is to protect. Protect our territory, protect our country, and protect the holy land of the Lady. " The female knight gradually developed a tenacious temperament. Her expression was very firm. "Me too."

"So, I think Duke Bordero is a person worthy of respect." The female knight's words were powerful and resonant. She was a little different from her usual gentle and considerate appearance.

Laing knew that no matter how approachable the female knight was, she was still a duke's daughter and a great noble who had been raised as a knight since she was young.

"Actually, to me, Miss Suria is also a person worthy of respect." Laing began to feel that a gentle, strong, beautiful, and noble image was gradually walking into his heart, so he said softly to her, "If you don't mind, I'm willing to be your friend."

"Laing …" The female knight's strong expression was instantly broken, and her tone was slightly shaken.

The duke's daughter quickly calmed down and said softly, "Just call me Suria in the future."

"Okay …"

In the distance, a group of elite soldiers and several knights were already waiting for their arrival. The person in the lead was Laing's acquaintance, the great merchant of Bordero who was still helping him build the castle — Ismail.

"Hello! Sir Laing, on behalf of Bordero Duchy and Duke Bordero, I welcome your arrival. " The great merchant Ismail opened his arms wide, then placed one hand on his chest and bowed, welcoming the arrival of Laing and the rest with the warmest attitude.

Ismail used to be the butler of Duke Bordero, Bordero. Now that the duke allowed him to do business independently, he owned several shipping routes and trade routes. It was said that his annual net income was more than thirty thousand crowns. The fact that he was sent here was because Bordero valued him highly.

"Hello! Mister Ismail. "Laing extended his hand politely.

"Hello, Mister Ismail." Marchioness Suria also shook hands with Ismail. The female knight's face had a flawless standard aristocratic smile. "It's an honor to meet you."

"Ah, Madam Suria's arrival is a great honor to Bordero. To be honest, the palace of Bordero is still betting on whether Sir Laing will bring a female companion this time, and which one." Ismail bent one knee and half-knelt, then held the female knight's hand. When he stood up, this was considered a hand-kissing ceremony.

He knelt because Marchioness Suria's status was much higher than this merchant's. In the hand-kissing ceremony, it was not allowed to kiss an unmarried girl's hand. If a married woman did not like to kiss her hand, it was also not allowed to kiss her hand. Therefore, Ismail only symbolically raised the female knight's hand by two centimeters to complete the ceremony.

In reality, it was rare for Laing to kiss the back of the Lake Fairy's hand directly. Even if it was a hand-kissing ceremony between close family members, it was mostly done on the back of the fingers. Most of the time, the lady's hand would be lowered right after she raised it, indicating that the ceremony was complete.

"Please come in, Sir Laing, Madam Suria."

"The duke is already waiting for you at the city gate."

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