Being a knight is not easy

Chapter 281 Meat

Not far away, William, along with several of his peers, hid in the bushes and spied on Robin and his friends as they ate meat.

Their eyes were filled with envy and longing, and they unconsciously swallowed.

William's stomach rumbled, the aroma of roasted meat hooking his taste buds.

Robin noticed this, but he didn't pay attention and had no intention of giving William and the others meat.

He sat by the campfire, calmly handing a piece of roasted venison to the slave soldier beside him, and continued to share the food with everyone.

The reason is simple: things that are too easily obtained are not cherished.

Robin understood this characteristic of human nature, and he wanted to influence these serfs slowly through this method.

If we easily share the meat with William and his friends now, they might take it for granted next time instead of learning to earn it through their own efforts.

Robin hoped that one day these serfs would realize that only through their own struggle could they truly change their fate, instead of always waiting for handouts from others.

In Robin's view, William was a key figure in his plan. He needed to let William experience some trials and tribulations, allowing him to grow through desire and effort, so that he could be molded into a hero who could lead a serf uprising.

William and his companions were unaware of Robin's thoughts. They could only watch secretly from the bushes, resenting their own lack of good luck while also drooling over the delicious food Robin and his friends were enjoying.

One of the friends couldn't help but whisper to William, "William, why don't we ask them for some meat? They seem very friendly."

William shook his head. Although he also wanted to eat meat, he had a strange stubbornness in his heart: "No, we can't ask for it. We have to rely on ourselves."

He didn't know why he said those words, but at that moment, a hint of determination appeared in his eyes.

Nuy had just returned when he discovered William hiding in the bushes and immediately chased them away.

He strode towards the bushes, an arrogant expression on his face.

"What are you doing here? Sneaking around like this, are you trying to steal meat?" Nu Yi shouted, his voice particularly jarring in the quiet corner of the village.

Nuy, who also came from a serf background, was humble and subservient to nobles and freemen, but in front of William and his men, he was arrogant and haughty, even to the point of being overbearing.

He brandished the wooden stick in his hand, making a gesture as if he was about to hit someone.

William and his friends huddled together in fear, staring at Nuy in terror. William stammered, "We...we didn't mean to steal the meat, we were just curious..."

“Curious? What’s there to be curious about! You lazybones, all you do is slack off all day long, why don’t you go back to work!” Nu Yi continued to shout loudly.

People at the bottom of society tend to look down on those weaker than themselves in order to seek a sense of superiority.

Nue received some special treatment from Robin and gradually became stronger. He didn't want people who had once been at the bottom like him to look down on his current status, even though it was still considered very lowly by others.

Robin watched this scene, frowning slightly. He knew this phenomenon was common, but he didn't want this unhealthy trend to spread within the group he wanted to change.

He decided to find some time to have a good talk with Nu Yi, to make him understand that everyone is in the same boat and should not oppress each other, but should unite to pursue a better life together.

William and his friends slunk away after being driven away by Nuy.

As they walked, they kept looking back at the tempting roasted meat, their hearts filled with resentment and grievance.

William secretly vowed that he must become strong and never be bullied by people like Nui again. The next day, Robin led his men on patrol around the village. The morning sun shone on the earth, casting a soft glow over the village.

Everyone seemed relaxed, as the area around the village had been relatively peaceful lately. However, an unexpected attack occurred: they were assaulted by a pack of wolves.

A pack of wolves suddenly emerged from the woods, their eyes gleaming with a fierce green light, baring their sharp fangs, and pounced on the patrol team.

Robin reacted quickly, drawing his sword from his waist and shouting, "Everyone, don't panic! Form a defensive formation!"

Although the slave soldiers were afraid, they obeyed Robin's command and quickly formed a circle with their weapons facing outwards.

Robin, like a fierce lion, charged into the wolf pack.

His sword gleamed coldly in the sunlight, and each swing sent a spray of blood into the air.

Among the wolf pack was a gigantic wolf king, whose fur was like black flames and whose eyes revealed cunning and ferocity.

Robin had his sights set on the wolf king; he knew that if he killed the wolf king, the wolf pack would be thrown into chaos.

Robin engaged in a fierce battle with the wolf king.

The wolf king's attacks were swift and cunning; it pounced and leaped repeatedly, trying to find Robin's weakness.

But Robin was more agile; he skillfully dodged the wolf king's attacks while waiting for an opportunity to counterattack.

Finally, after the wolf king missed its target once, Robin seized the opportunity and plunged her sword into the wolf king's throat. The wolf king let out a piercing scream and collapsed to the ground.

Upon seeing their alpha wolf dead, the wolf pack panicked and scattered in all directions. Robin's side, while successfully repelling the wolves, also lost five slave soldiers.

The five slave soldiers perished in the wolf pack's attack; their bodies lay scattered on the ground, their blood staining the earth red.

In reality, the wolf pack was summoned by Wind Chime with the aim of reducing manpower and then recruiting and training William.

Fengling stood at the edge of the woods not far away, watching this scene with indifference in her eyes.

She wanted to put Robin in a manpower shortage so that he would have to recruit new people from the village, and William was the best candidate.

Robin looked at the dead slave soldiers, feigning guilt and self-reproach.

In the village, William and the other serfs were shocked when they heard the news of the wolf attack. They had no idea what changes this attack would bring to their lives.

Afterwards, for each slave soldier who died, Robin would have a wolf brought back as compensation.

This move greatly shocked the surviving slave soldiers, who had never seen such generous treatment.

In this cruel world, the lives of slave soldiers have always been regarded as worthless. In the past, what they had seen was that after a comrade died, the lord or sheriff would casually throw down a small bag of grain as compensation for a life.

The amount of grain was pitifully small; the stingy lord only gave a small bag, at most a few pounds of grain, barely enough for one person to survive for a few days.

Even the more generous lords would only give twenty or thirty catties of grain, which was far from enough for a family.

(End of this chapter)