Being a knight is not easy

Chapter 311 Sharpshooter

"This lady next to me is Ellie. Don't let her gender fool you; her archery skills are among the best in the entire Gatekeeper Knights, no less than Robin, the archer knight from the West." Ellie was a lithe woman carrying an exquisite longbow. Hearing Silva's introduction, she smiled and gestured to Robin.

Wind Chime winked slyly at Robin.

That's a marksman comparable to yours.

Robin rolled her eyes, completely ignoring the wind chimes' teasing.

Silva continued introducing the other team members, and Robin listened attentively, knowing that understanding these players was crucial for the rest of the trip.

They also expressed their longing for the continent and their desire to take it a step further. However, within the Gatekeeper Knights, the only way to break through to the Order Knights was to become completely bound to the Knights, which was unacceptable to them.

Silva's eyes revealed a hint of helplessness and resentment: "Roland, do you know? In the Knights, although we have good treatment and status, it also means that we are bound by countless rules."

We want to go to the mainland, to explore a wider world, and to pursue higher levels of power. But if we stay in the Knights Order, according to their promotion system, it will be difficult to break through to a higher level.

They would have to dedicate their entire lives to the Knights and lose their freedom. We don't want that, which is why we want to take advantage of this opportunity.

After listening to Silva's words, Robin gained a deeper understanding of them.

Everyone has their own pursuits and frustrations, and they have now come together because of a common goal. I hope their journey will be smooth.

"What specific information do you have about the mainland? For example, what powerful forces or mysterious places are there?" Robin asked curiously.

Silva pondered for a moment, then said, "We only know some rumors. It is said that there are some ancient academies on the continent that pass down mysterious and powerful forces, as well as some peerless experts hidden deep in the mountains and forests. But the specifics still need to be explored by us."

As they talked, they continued westward along the concealed route.

As they drew closer to the western border, the surrounding environment became increasingly tense, and signs of war began to emerge.

Suddenly, a group of defeated soldiers blocked Robin and his companions' path.

The retreating soldiers numbered about a dozen; they were ragged, and their eyes revealed exhaustion and madness.

They were originally soldiers of an army, but after the baptism of war, they have become a group of stragglers who make a living by looting.

"Women? Great! I haven't seen a woman in over three months." One of the fleeing soldiers, his face covered in stubble, stared greedily at Feng Ling, letting out a disgusting laugh.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he exuded a dangerous aura.

To conceal their identities, Robin and his companions did not wear armor; they were simply a caravan and guards.

Robin was a caravan leader, and Wind Chime was his wife. The others were guards.

Robin narrowed his eyes slightly, a cold glint flashing within them.

These defeated soldiers had lost all discipline and were capable of anything.

If they are allowed to continue roaming freely, countless people will suffer.

He clenched his fist secretly, but remained outwardly calm, and said in a calm tone, "Gentlemen, we are just an ordinary caravan passing through. Please do us a favor."

The stubble-faced defeated soldier ignored Robin's words and walked step by step toward the wind chime, muttering vulgarities: "Little lady, come with me, I'll take good care of you."

Silva and his teammates exchanged glances. Although they had concealed their identities as gatekeeper knights, they couldn't just stand by and watch this happen. Silva stepped forward, blocking Fengling's path, and said coldly, "Friends, we just want to get through safely. Don't do anything foolish."

The defeated soldiers became enraged when they saw that someone dared to stop them.

"Who do you think you are? You dare to oppose us? You're not leaving here today!" shouted a fleeing soldier who seemed to be the leader.

Robin knew that conflict was now unavoidable.

He quickly considered a solution in his mind. He didn't want to reveal his strength, but he also couldn't let Fengling get hurt.

"Brothers, we can give you some money, as long as you let us go." Robin tried to solve the problem with money.

"Money? We want women more now!" shouted the fleeing soldier with a full beard.

At this moment, Silva whispered to Robin, "Roland, it seems we have no choice but to take action. We can't let them cause trouble."

Robin nodded; he knew this was the last resort.

Silva's teammates were also ready for battle. Although they were outnumbered, they were all battle-hardened elites.

A battle was about to break out, and the fleeing soldiers, brandishing their weapons, charged towards Robin and his companions in a chaotic manner.

Silva was the first to step forward, his sword flashing out like lightning, instantly felling a fleeing soldier.

Rex was not to be outdone. He wielded his giant axe with tremendous force, each strike forcing back the charging routs.

Ellie drew her long arrow from behind and aimed it at the fleeing soldiers who were trying to attack from the side. With each shot, someone would fall.

Robin no longer concealed his strength. He flashed into the fleeing soldiers, a dagger appearing in his hand at some unknown time. He moved freely among the fleeing soldiers, and wherever he went, they fell down.

Although Fengling was a woman, she was not idle. She took out a small crossbow from her bag and fired at the approaching fleeing soldiers.

Under Robin and his group's counterattack, the fleeing soldiers were quickly overwhelmed.

They began to flee in all directions, but Robin and his men did not let them go. These defeated soldiers had lost their humanity, and keeping them around would only bring disaster to other innocent people.

Soon, the entire defeated troop was wiped out.

"Is everyone alright?" Robin asked.

"It's nothing, I just didn't expect to encounter something like this so soon after we set off," Silva replied.

“We need to speed things up; we can’t afford to waste any more time,” Robin said.

So they packed their bags and continued their journey toward the western border.

In reality, this defeated army was just one of many. There were also several hundred defeated soldiers forming a band of thieves who had been roaming the border, robbing caravans and grain transport teams in both the Central Plains and the Western Regions.

This gang of thieves was like a malignant tumor, parasitizing the border region and causing great harm to trade and people's livelihoods in both areas.

They are familiar with the terrain of the border area and can quickly disappear into the mountains after each crime, causing headaches for all parties involved.

(End of this chapter)