Being a knight is not easy

Chapter 374 Castles in the Air
Robin shifted his gaze from the panel deep within his consciousness, his sharp, hawk-like eyes instantly piercing through the layers of rain, locking onto a figure far below—Chamberlain—who was busily directing the black-robed men to clean up the ruins, his entire body soaked but still standing straight as a javelin!

"Wallace Chamberlain!"

Like a tangible command piercing through the wind and rain, it resounded precisely in Chamberlain's ears!

The newly crowned legendary knight jolted, instantly looking up, his gaze meeting Robin's icy stare through the rain.

"Immediately issue orders to all regions! Especially those already occupied and those about to be occupied!" Robin's voice was cold, clear, and unquestionable, carrying a metallic chill that seemed poised to unleash a storm. "All noble knightly breathing techniques, wizardic meditation techniques, and even any energy-related inherited notes or incomplete runes—regardless of rank! Regardless of grade! Whether they are royal treasures or forbidden techniques stolen by serfs!"

Robin's voice paused slightly, then, like cold iron scraping against a whetstone, each word clear and carrying an unyielding killing intent: "Not a single scroll left! Confiscate them all! Compile them into a book! Send them to me as quickly as possible!"

"Yes, sir!!!" Chamberlain's roar was like a thunderclap!
He didn't even ask why!
Robin's orders are the highest principle!
Moreover, he sensed from that unquestionable tone the aura of a ruthless storm that could once again upend the kingdom!

He turned around abruptly, ignoring the ruins beneath his feet, and his figure disappeared into the noisy rain like a sword drawn from its sheath!
Commands, imbued with the power of life force and as fiery as branding irons, were instantly transmitted through special channels to the entire burning Holy Ming Su Province:
"By order of the Lord! Effective immediately! Suppress all Knight Breathing Techniques! Wizard Meditation Techniques! Any energy transfers! Leave not a single scrap of paper!! Anyone who disobeys—beheaded!!"

The order, like a plague, spread from the burning Nokshire, accompanied by the excited roars and footsteps of countless men in black robes, instantly igniting a wider battlefield!

A storm of knowledge plunder, a campaign to completely sever the backbone of the old aristocracy's power transmission, has begun abruptly amidst rolling dark clouds and torrential rain!
Countless treasures hidden in the castle's secret chambers, underground libraries, and private prayer rooms will become the new key for Robin to try and break the deadlock!

William's obsession with carrying out Robin's orders can be described as fanatical.

He personally led the awakened serfs, dismantling several captured noble castles like building blocks!
Huge stones were pushed off the high walls amidst hammers, crowbars, and even the angry shouts of serfs; exquisitely carved noble coats of arms were smashed; and the once majestic buildings that symbolized absolute power and class barriers were razed to the ground in a cloud of dust!

“Take a look!” William stood on the largest pile of castle ruins, the rubble beneath his feet still warm.

Rain washed over his face, which was covered in mud and dust, but it couldn't wash away the burning, fiery light in his eyes. He opened his arms, facing the countless eyes below that had gone from numb to fervent, and now filled with the catharsis and bewilderment of destruction. His voice was as resounding and powerful as tempered steel:

"From this day forward! There will be no more high and mighty noble lords on this land! No more masters who were born to trample on us!"

“These castles! These man-eating dens! Only those bloodsucking class enemies—those nobles—would live in them! They would use them as tombstones to symbolize their ‘nobility’!” He kicked the broken bricks under his feet hard, sending dust flying.

“We—you!” William pointed sharply at each person below. “We are all people who nourish the land and the kingdom with our own hands and sweat! Why are we inferior to anyone else?! Why should we kneel and look up at those empty titles and the bloodline we were born with?!”

"No slaves! No nobles! We—are all equal!!"

The final shout was like a heavy hammer thrown into lava!

After a brief silence, a roaring response, like a tsunami, engulfed everything!

"equality!!!"

"Lord Bucket! Lord Bucket!" "Demolish all the nobles' graves!"

Countless faces were contorted with excitement, and hoarse roars converged into a soul-shaking force.

William Bucket's figure standing atop the ruins is deeply imprinted in the hearts of every soul that was once humble but now stands tall.

He is a destroyer, but also a announcer!
As the stillness of the night descended and the frenzy gradually subsided...

William sat alone in a dilapidated cellar that had not yet been completely cleaned up, the only oil lamp flickering weakly, illuminating a heavy, bulging linen sack in front of him.

Inside were all the confiscated manuals of knightly breathing techniques and wizardly meditation techniques, written on parchment and even tattered pieces of wood.

His fingers gently traced the rough opening of the bag, his eyes shifting from the daytime fervor to a deep calm, even carrying a hint of barely perceptible youthful trepidation.

“Teacher…” William murmured.

He was not merely a destroyer; he knew the core of power.

He firmly believed that Robin needed these secret manuals not to collect them, but to do something that would change the very foundation of the world—to translate, organize, and even create these keys to power that were monopolized by nobles and regarded as secrets, making them clearer, easier to learn, and more suitable for the talents of ordinary people!
He wants to completely shatter the barriers to power, allowing the seeds of power to take root and sprout in the soil of ordinary people!

Thinking of this, William felt a surge of excitement.

This is the fundamental point!
This is more important than destroying ten thousand castles!

This means that the "black-robed men" will no longer be a mob driven by anger and slogans, but will truly possess their own orderly, hierarchical military system!

Behind this grand vision, he also harbors a secret and intense inner desire—he, William Bucket, the farmer's son, the awakened knight, and now the leader who lights the torch… he wants to become stronger!

He wanted to reach that realm called "legend"!

Only truly powerful force can guarantee that the torch he lit will not be easily extinguished!
Only then can he be qualified to stand on the teacher's chessboard and become a truly useful piece, instead of just a piece of grass that can be crushed at any time based on slogans and passion!
“Power Fruit…” William’s fingers tightened unconsciously, the hemp rope of the sack making a sound of strain under the weight between his fingers.

He longed for Robin's approval, for that life-changing gift.

He knew that the teacher would definitely grant it, but only if... he deserved it!

If one day, his army of "black-robed men" encounters the kingdom's true elite noble alliance, the enemy only needs a few legendary knights or even a single knight of order to crush their so-called "equal world" into dust like an elephant trampling an ant colony!
All the shouts, all the sacrifices, all the aspirations... will all become a fragile joke left in the dust!

(End of this chapter)