This knight is too perfect

Chapter 9 Contact with the Extraordinary
The next morning, it was the sixth day since Rhine joined the militia.

Although Rhine has currently obtained the opportunity to train with the militia, he has also received the attention of Fergus, the trainee knight.

But his true identity is still a slave of the castle.

Therefore, while other militiamen were still sleeping soundly in the dormitory.

Rhine had gotten up early and was ready to raise the horses.

However, this was different from the previous practice of getting up before dawn to raise horses.

Today, Rhine arrived an hour later, choosing to wait until the first rays of sunlight appeared in the early morning before heading to the stable.

But when he arrived at the stable, Rhine, who was about to go in directly, seemed to hear some noise and suddenly stopped, which was uncharacteristic of him.

Then he seemed to understand something, picked up the iron bucket filled with feed in his hand, and pushed open the door of the stable.

After lighting the oil lamp in the stable, Rhine walked to the end of the stable.

At this location, a white pony was crawling in the haystack, trembling all over.

It was obvious that he was frightened by something.

Rhine came to its side, put down the iron poke in his hand, and gently stroked its forehead.

"it's okay no problem……"

Soon, the foal seemed to understand Rhine's words. It was slowly calmed down and finally fell asleep.

After calming down the strange foal, Rhine began to feed the other horses as usual.

After doing all this, Rhine came outside the stable and looked at the empty stable where other slaves lived.

If other people came to see it, they would naturally not be able to see any difference between this empty stable and the past.

But Rhine is different.

Under the blessing of 'Knight's Protection: Humility (Absolute Concentration)', Rhine seemed to have entered a kind of 'supercomputing state'.

Any detail was infinitely magnified in his eyes.

Therefore, in Rhine's vision, the empty stable that seemed to be no different from usual now showed many clues.

Broken branches, fallen leaves that shouldn't be in an empty stable, and tiny but real traces of blood.

Combined with what Rhine noticed when feeding the horses before.

A vivid scene slowly emerged in Rhine's mind.

In the picture simulated by Rhine, a black shadow with unclear outline first appeared in the bushes outside the militia dormitory.

This meant that its first target was Rhine, who was left alone in the dormitory.

However, when it was hunting Rhine, it was scared away by Jet's sudden visit.

Jet also seemed to have discovered the other party, but for some special reason he did not attack him.

After Jet left, the other side returned to the bushes again and prepared to launch another attack on Rhine in the militia dormitory.

But at that time, Rhine happened to light the candle left by Jet, making him realize that this place had become Jet's territory.

After weighing the pros and cons, it can only choose to leave.

However, although it left the militia dormitory, it did not leave the castle.

It passed through the stables and changed its target to the slaves living in the empty stables.

However, as it was walking through the stable, it was noticed by the foal that Rhine had just comforted.

The animal instinct made the foal aware of the horror of the monster, and it was in fear all night.

As for what happened to the monster after it entered the slaves' empty stable, Rhine had no idea.

Because this is all the information Rhine can collect at the moment, and the number of slaves in the empty stables has not decreased.

However, Rhine keenly felt that some changes seemed to have taken place in these slaves.

But due to his limited knowledge, Rhine is temporarily unable to know the nature of this change.

"Is it not easy for ordinary people to guess the extraordinary?"

Thinking of this, Rhine stopped worrying about these things and went to the open space of the castle alone to start his daily training.

The content of the training is very simple, that is swinging the sword.

This seemingly simple action actually contains a lot of mysteries.

For example, although Rhine's actions are repetitive, his repetition is completely different from that of ordinary people.

Because every sword that Rhine swung was exactly the same as the previous one in terms of strength, speed, and position.

This shows that Rhine's control over his body has reached a near-perfect level.

If it were someone else, they might have become complacent with their current achievements.

But Rhine is different. He knows very well that he is still a long way from "achieving something". After all, he has not even reached the so-called limit of a mortal.

Not to mention the extraordinary ones who are above ordinary people.

How can a person who hasn't even reached the foot of the mountain climb up the mountain?

One sword, two swords, three swords...

Rhine waved like this from early morning to noon, from when there was no one around to when there were people all around.

Rhine was completely unaware of what was happening around him.

Because at this time he had fallen into a certain special state.

This situation did not change until the trainee knight Fergus, who had not appeared all morning, showed up...

"He waved like this all morning?"

"My Lord Fergus, little Rhine did train like this for the entire morning."

"I don't know why, but he seems to be unable to hear others when they talk to him. It's very strange."

Fergus nodded, seemed to understand something, and walked straight to Rhine.

At this time, Rhine didn't notice Fergus approaching at all and continued to swing his sword repeatedly.

But this time, something unexpected happened when he swung the sword.

Because at the moment when Rhine just swung the sword, a pair of strong hands directly grabbed the falling wooden sword.

"Stop it. You will never become a knight even if you practice like this for your whole life."

After his training was interrupted, Rhine finally woke up.

He looked at Fergus holding his wooden sword, and his mind gradually became clear.

I also recalled what I had done in the morning.

Fergus looked at Rhine, sighed, and said, "There are some things that I shouldn't have told you so early, but your talent seems to be far more exaggerated than I thought."

"In that case, I can't train you the same way I train ordinary people. Follow me."

Hearing Fergus' words, Rhine nodded and immediately followed him.

When other militiamen saw this scene, they all looked at him with envy.

Because they knew very well that Rhine's departure meant the "key" that they had been trying to grasp for many years was gone.

He was captured by Rhine, who had only joined the militia for six days.

Envy?
I envy you, but I don't envy you either.

Because Rhine's talent and hard work are seen by everyone.

Although they were envious, they also felt that it was natural for Rhine to obtain these.

After all, even someone as talented as Rhine cannot become a knight.

Then wouldn't those of them whose talents are far inferior to Rhine be even more desperate?

Therefore, they would rather see Rhine succeed than see him fail.

Because only in this way, they will feel that they can become the high and mighty "knight" one day.

Inside Fergus's exclusive training ground.

After he led Rhine here, he took the wooden sword he had taken from Rhine and walked straight to a wooden stake.

"Little Rhine, the man on horseback is not necessarily a knight. He could be a thief, a merchant, or just an ordinary person like you."

“So to judge whether a man is a knight, it is not to see whether his armor is gorgeous or not, nor is it to see whether the horse under his crotch is strong or not.”

"But... look at the sword in his hand."

As he spoke, Fergus swung his sword fiercely at the wooden stake in front of him.

boom!
It was clearly just an unopened wooden sword, but Fergus's sword was not only powerful but also directly split the hard wooden stake.

Not only that, there was a sword mark on the ground behind the split wooden stake.

And Fergus did all this with just an ordinary, training wooden sword.

Is the sword strong?
No, the strong one is the one who wields the sword.

After doing all this, Fergus casually threw away the wooden sword in his hand that was already full of cracks, and then looked at Rhine who was standing beside him with a sharp gaze.

"Little Rhine, are you ready... to encounter the extraordinary world?"

PS: We had agreed to update twice a week, but Fat Tiger had a headache yesterday and went to bed early, so I only wrote one chapter before falling asleep. I will try to upload the remaining chapter before 7pm.

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