Chapter 279: Chapter 0279: Rescue (Third request for monthly tickets)
Translator: 549690339
North Territory Avenue.
Su Lu was on horseback, hurrying to Wolf Fort.
Though the horse was somewhat old, it was the only one in Ward Village, bought by him for commuting.
Along with the horse, there was a shiny iron sword which was not the work but the collection of the only blacksmith in the village.
âIâve got a horse and a sword⌠Even if Iâm not a noble, Iâm in the free citizen class, so at least I donât have to put up with the contempt of the insipidâŚâ
Su Lu seemed quite pleased.
In this world, people like him had a special designation â Wandering Knight!
Most Wandering Knights come from noble families. As the second or third sons who cannot inherit family estates, but have received specialized knight training and canât cross the threshold into being official knights, they can only serve as attendants to high-ranking nobles or make a living by travelling, hoping to break through the iron ceiling.
Additionally, a portion come from the lucky ones among the poor, or some mercenaries.
Wandering Knights are nomadic, attracted to wars like dogs chasing gunpowder, vying for every minute chance to become a noble.
Of course, most of the time, they end up dead on the roadside from diseases or bandits among other inexplicables, decaying into a rotten corpse, or die in tournaments and minor conflicts.
Only a scarce few can attain the recognition of high-ranking nobles, establish merit, obtain a small piece of land, and become a member of the hereditary nobility.
Such stories are widely circulated, inspiring generation after generation of young people, or rather mindless hot-blooded individuals, to tread on the battlefield and risk their lives.
Wandering Knights are of uneven strength, but at least they have their own mounts and weapons, and can assume the role of a cavalryman during battle.
However, none of them have reached the level of an Iron Knight.
Afterall, if they could break through the barrier, they wouldnât have to wander around looking for opportunities, as they would be treated well under any noble.
As for the previous âexotic outfitsâ, they have naturally been replaced by local attire.
âEven though itâs a main road, it feels no different from other places, just fewer weeds and a little smootherâŚWhat a miserable world.â
Su Luâs eyes were half-closed, traces of inspiration spreading out.
In this world, the range of his inspiration was also reduced, but still maintained its function.
It was at this moment that he sensed the turmoil up ahead.
âLetâs go!â
He spurred his horse, climbed a hill, and gazed down to see a battlefield.
A bandit-like gang was attacking a horse carriage.
The carriage was rather simple, but it was flying the banner of the Mitis family emblem, accompanied by four knights.
The Knights roared in anger, engaging in an intense battle with dozens of bandits.
âDamn Mountain Tribe, you lowly thieves and disgusting robbers⌠you dare to come down from the mountain?â
A Knight roared in rage, charging at the bandits.
Although he was not an Iron Knight, he wore a full set of leather armor, running his horse into the crowd, with swift spear thrusts, he pierced the chests of two bandits.
These Mountain bandits were poorly armed, draped in beast skins, some were even armed with stone axes, and had no horses.
If it wasnât for the obstacles and traps theyâd set on the road, trapping the carriage, they might not have even caught up with it.
âWoo Woo!â
âU-ra!â
The Mountain Tribesmen, short and dark faced, smeared with various colored oils, faces indistinct, wearing bull horn helmets, roared and swung their Flying Stone Ropes.
This tool was a rope with a stone attached, in their hands, it became a weapon of unimaginable power and accuracy.
Whoosh!
A shadow flashed, the flying stone rope accurately striking the knight, knocking him off his horse.
Thud!
The knight fell heavily to the ground, swarmed by the surrounding mountain bandits.
âThat idiot Wade!â
By the side of the carriage, the faces of the other three knights changed color: âToo reckless⌠did he think he was an Iron Knight?â
Whoosh!
At that moment, a breaking sound through the air could be heard.
A rough bone arrow pierced the wooden panel of the carriage, its feathered tail still quivering.
âProtect the madame and the young lady!â
The leading knight roared in anger, facing the bandits that have surrounded them, feeling somewhat helpless.
After all, the carriage had fallen into a trap and couldnât escape in a short time.
âMommy⌠Iâm scared!â
Inside the carriage, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl clung tightly to her motherâs arm, her young face full of terror.
She was dressed in an exquisite classic long dress and was very well dressed. At first glance, she seemed like a very refined young aristocratic lady.
Nevertheless, all etiquette and refinement paled and became insignificant in the face of such sheer violence.
âHoney! Linna, do not be afraid! We are the Mitis family, even as distant relatives, we still carry the blood of the Rushing Wolf!â
Her mother, a noblewoman, held her in her arms, whispering comfort.
On the hillside, Su Lu quietly watched the scene: âKilling and survival⌠the eternal themes of this land?â
He suddenly looked into the distance.
There, a black Heavy Armor Knight was galloping over.
The black horse he rode was nearly two meters high, with well-developed muscles, definitely a top-notch war horse!
Furthermore, he was entirely covered in metal armor, which was very rare in this era.
Just a full set of knightâs armor alone, might be worth half a manor!
âReinforcements are here, interesting! This is⌠the power of the Iron Knight, isnât it? Indeed, itâs comparable to a level one occupational person in physics,â
Su Lu stopped his movements, continuing to watch the spectacle.
He saw the incoming Black Iron Knight, who looked like a war fortress, break into the bandit crowd. The blade of his greatsword seemed to emit a soft glow and effortlessly ripped through the beast skins and human flesh.
âWhirlwind!â
The Black Iron Knight roared, spinning 360 degrees with his sword, creating a pathway through the bloody chaos.
Then, he dismounted his horse. Despite being weighed down by his hundreds of pounds of heavy armor, he moved as though he was only wearing a piece of linen cloth, slaughtering the mountain bandits with exceptional agility.
âItâs a knight!â
âA real knight!â
âRetreat!â
Mountain bandits were not a real army. After a bunch of them had been killed, they immediately retreated in panic.
The Black Iron Knight, instead of pursuing, came before the carriage and knelt on one knee, âMadame Monfali?â
âIâm here!â
A noblewoman lifted the carriage curtain, âSo it is Knight Mas of the Gill family. Thank you for coming! Your family has always been loyal to the Wolf Banner. Your bravery just now reminded me of your fatherâs demeanorâŚâ
âI am overjoyed to see that the madame and young lady are unharmed, and from now on, may I escort you towards the Wolf Fort?â
Knight Mas stated loud and clear.
âThank you!â
The voice of Madame Monfali suddenly became choked with emotion.
Knight Mas moved towards the carriage, gripping the vehicle with both hands and with a little effort, lifted it out of the pit.
Subsequently, the group resumed their journey.
Upon mounting his horse again, he glanced towards a small hill not far away.
There, a man who looked like a Wandering Knight was peering over.