Being a knight is not easy

Chapter 373 Gap
This was not done hastily!

Chamberlain, stationed in the rear, used daily contact, fair trade, and even the basic guidance of the "Knight's Breathing Technique" for trusted individuals to absorb, connect, and infiltrate countless serfs who had been oppressed to the brink of despair!
They are no longer a disorganized bunch!
They became a behemoth with a shared identity and a nascent fighting organization—the Black-Robed Men!

William's black cloak, soaked with rain and mud, became the most conspicuous flag at this moment!
Below the steps, the sea of ​​people was already surging with "black robes"! It was their unified mark, a concealment in the darkness, and a symbol of their identity and power at this moment!

Holy and enlightened Su Province!
Beneath this fertile land where nobles reside, countless molten lava flows are already buried, ready to erupt!
Through the seemingly inconspicuous yet precisely infiltrated network of the Border Legion, and through the constant networking and proselytizing of the "Black Robe" organization... a single spark has become a prairie fire!

Hundreds of thousands? Or even millions!

In their despair, serfs were given a sliver of hope and a shared identity through the "breathing method"!
It's like finding an outlet for venting and a goal to burn oneself out!

They hide in the fields, forests, and dark alleys, like silent volcanoes!
Today, the downfall of the Treys family, William's raised battering ram and his cry of "New World" are the fuse that completely ignited this giant volcano!

The roar pierced through the rain, not only shaking the castle ruins, but also like an invisible ripple of power, which, along with the fear of the fleeing people and the eagerness of the expectant ones, would instantly sweep across the entire County of Nork and even the entire province of St. Minsu!

The Black Robe Organization!
A behemoth composed of countless “buckets” that were once considered dust, which swelled to the point that terrified and made all those who controlled the old order tremble!
At this moment, it opened its crimson eyes and let out its first roar, powerful enough to overturn the very foundation!
In the watchtower at the highest point of the castle, in that shadowy corner, Robin, like an unchanging dark reef, silently watched this boiling hell on earth.

Rain dripped silently down the cold curve of his hood. In his sight, William's figure, raising his battering ram high, resembled a dragon swimming upstream against the flames, while the black tide behind him surged and rolled!

Robin's gaze was calm and unwavering, as if he were assessing a completed weapon.

His fingers gently brushed across the cold bow arm, feeling the heavy, substantial weight of the several Power Fruits he had "harvested" in the past few minutes.

"The efficiency is acceptable." His calm, even voice rang out again, like a final assessment of the operation, before he fell into deeper thought. "And you..."

His gaze pierced through the clamor and flames, landing on the giant flame that he had personally lit the fuse of, yet which was destined to burn out of his control.

What boils within is not order, but an incalculable storm of disorder and enormous variables released after long-suppressed conditions.

That will be a huge piece that we have to use but will also find difficult to control in the next stage of the game.

The icy rain carried the distinctive metallic smell of gunpowder and blood, and the ruined land of Norrkshire seemed to have been repeatedly plowed by a merciless giant hand.

Amidst the ruins of the noble castle, only serf soldiers in black armor, like a swarming ant colony, were rummaging through and cleaning, completely erasing the emblems and remains that symbolized the decay of the past.

Robin stood alone on the rubble atop a collapsed tower, the rain unable to dampen his cloak even slightly.

The aura emanating from him was as imposing and profound as a mountain, indicating that he had already reached the pinnacle of order.

Deep within those eyes, as deep as a cold pool, a trace of irritation—something almost impossible to see on his face—fleeted.

A dozen legendary knights, hundreds of great knights, and the last two legendary peak families in Norkshire who tried to turn the tide... The energy cores that dissipated when they fell transformed into scalding power fruits and were imprinted on Robin's senses.

Two of them possessed an aura so powerful it seemed to shake the very fabric of space—they were legendary peak-level power fruits!
However, the sense of power they brought was like a glass of strong liquor diluted with water, far inferior to the overwhelming impact that initially shook the barriers of his realm when he killed his peers. Robin's thoughts stirred slightly, and his long-dormant consciousness sank into that domain that only he could perceive.

[Host: Robin]

[Main practice: Breathing techniques]

【1.四兽呼吸法（极限秩序骑士级）】秩序骑士经验：199，999 / 200，000
【2.风暴之息呼吸法（极限秩序骑士级）】秩序骑士经验：199，999 / 200，000
【3.噬龙呼吸法（日曦王座）】秩序骑士经验：187，451 / 200，000【附属力量果实赐予增幅被动效果：微量经验持续提升中…】

The final push!
The storm and the four beasts have all reached the absolute barrier of the third order!
Just one step away from breaking through that thin layer of paper and stepping into the true realm of third-order order!
but!
Robin's gaze was fixed on the third line—Dragon Breathing Technique: 187,451 / 200,000!

The gap is as wide as an insurmountable chasm!

What made him even more alarmed was the small print description: "Minor experience is continuously improving..."

Yes, thanks to a mysterious reverse link he established by "granting" the power fruit, even without deliberately practicing the Dragon Devouring Breathing Technique, his experience was automatically increasing at an extremely slow, crawling speed, bit by bit!
But this speed is outrageously slow!
Compared to absorbing energy through actual combat, it's like comparing ice and fire, heaven and earth!

Robin's mind works like the most precise gears meshing at high speed.

The Dragon Breathing Technique originates from the "System," and its characteristics are devouring, transforming, and evolving!
It is a black hole that breaks the norm and seizes the origin!

It should have been the most efficient!

But why is it now at the bottom of the pack?

Was it because the "passive growth" granted by the Power Fruit blocked the "entrance" for its active consumption? Or was it because...?

"...How can I take on multiple courses in my spare time?" Robin uttered this guess between his cold lips.

His system allows him to break with convention and integrate multiple breathing techniques simultaneously.

This is an unparalleled advantage. But at this moment, this advantage seems to have become a bottleneck.

He was like a pool with multiple inlets, two of which were raging with fierce winds and waters, about to overflow, while the third inlet, the Dragon Devourer, was only half open, and was being slowly injected from the side by a trickle of water that was passively growing.

The water flow, due to the differences in the multiple inlets, turbulent within the pool, not only fails to combine its force to break through the third level, but also causes invisible internal friction and stagnation due to the "uneven water flow"?!
The gatekeeper's icy gaze, like a sword hanging overhead, constantly seared his nerves.

Can't wait any longer!

He needs a variable!
A variable that can forcefully "unclog" all water inlets and break the current deadlock!
Or, a more effective bait to truly provoke the greedy mouth of the "Dragon Devourer" to open!
(End of this chapter)