Being a knight is not easy

Chapter 375 Nutrition
A dream without the strength to support it is nothing but a mirage!

A castle in the air!

“Therefore, we must hurry…” The light in William’s eyes sharpened like a knife once again.

He stood up abruptly, tightly binding the heavy cloth bag behind his back, the strap leaving a deep mark on his chest.

He blew out the oil lamp, and the cellar was instantly swallowed by thick darkness.

He pushed open the creaking, dilapidated wooden door, his figure blending into the night like a cheetah, braving the cold drizzle, and sped off towards Robin's location.

Mud splashed up, but the footsteps were steady and swift.

He carried not only a bag of secret manuals, but also the seeds of possibility for countless people like him who yearn to break free of their shackles, leading to equality of power, and his own urgent desire for power and to give wings of steel to his ideals.

He needs the power fruit; he needs to become a legendary knight!
Only in this way can he ensure that this hard-won spark will not be easily extinguished into the ashes of history.

When William, covered in cold and mud, lifted the tent flap, he was greeted by a mountain of scrolls and manuals.

Under the dim oil lamp, the air was filled with the scent of old parchment, ink, and some indescribable historical dust.

Various knight breathing techniques and wizard meditation techniques, made of different materials and in various notebooks, were scattered on a long table covered with rough maps and on a temporary shelf next to it. The highest level was only enough to support the cultivation to the threshold of an Order Knight—but this suited Robin's taste even better.

“Teacher!” William dared not be negligent in the slightest. He respectfully put down the heavy cloth bag on his shoulder, untied the rope, and revealed that it was also filled with the results of his haphazard collection.

Alina stepped forward almost immediately, deftly took the bag William brought, and began sorting and putting things away without any hesitation.

Pure life force flowed between her fingers, her eyes focused and calm, like the most efficient craftsman, infusing new nourishment into the "chaotic ocean" of knowledge before her.

Robin didn't even look up.

He nodded very slightly, his gaze fixed on the thin book he had just been reading, as if drawn by an invisible magnet.

His slender fingers held the book pages, his movements so fluid they were breathtaking—wherever his gaze fell, the words on the pages seemed to transform into flowing light, instantly understood, analyzed, reorganized, and deeply embedded by his abyss-like spiritual power!
The paper silently turned into the finest dust at his fingertips and drifted away. The book, which contained the essence of a breathing technique perfected over hundreds of years by a noble family, was thus... digested through reading!

William held his breath, watching the scene with awe.

Robin's reading speed is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people!
With that glance, it was as if the secrets of countless runes leaping and combining were instantly revealed.

Book after book, scroll after scroll, whether priceless rare editions or crude rubbings, all passed through the end of their material form under his gaze, transforming into a torrent of pure knowledge and information, flowing into the "dragon-devouring" maw that was becoming increasingly ferocious and greedy deep within Robin's consciousness!
Robin's aura, under extreme focus, was like a solidified deep pool. All his mental power was operating at high speed, precisely filtering out impurities from countless techniques caused by incompleteness, errors, or deliberately laid traps, extracting the faint but unique "fragments of law" belonging to the origin of "order"—these secret techniques, which might be worth a fortune in the eyes of others, were nothing more than fleeting fodder to him!

The quantity! An unprecedented quantity!
This is exactly what he needs right now! To fill the seemingly small but actually enormous chasm between 187451 and 200000!
Om-! ! !
As yet another scroll recording some kind of unorthodox meditation method with ice properties turned to dust at Robin's fingertips, the previously chaotic mountain of secret manuals inside the tent seemed to decrease at a visible rate!

The new goods William brought were quickly absorbed into this consumption black hole!
Just as this astonishing "knowledge devouring" was drawing to a close—

A sudden change occurred!

Robin's usually calm and collected body suddenly froze!
The solidified aura of order surrounding him suddenly trembled violently, like a lake surface thrown with a boulder!
Several sheets of parchment were blown away by an invisible force from the edge of the piled-up case files!
It's not a breakthrough! It's a sign of something being forcibly stirred up!
Robin's eyes, which had been lowered all along, suddenly lifted up, his deep gaze seemingly piercing through the tent's canvas, fixed on the boundless darkness and rain in the south!
For the first time, a heavy, unyielding gloom appeared deep in his eyes!
The gatekeeper! It was that same cold, desperate will, like the mark of a world-ending being!
Clearer! Closer!
It is like the most precise cosmic coordinates, casting an incredibly heavy anchor point in the chaotic torrent of laws!

A chilling message instantly reached Robin's mental core—

Hunting grounds locked! Coordinates: Southern Wasteland, the heart of the kingdom! That is Emperor Rebaton's final move, a trap to eliminate all targets!

The penetration of this will brought not only a sensory shock, but it was more like a giant hammer that smashed hard into the core of the river of power in Robin's consciousness, which was becoming full and boiling due to the frenzied absorption, but was tightly blocked by the "cultivation gap"!

puff!
Robin felt a sweet taste in his throat, and a strong sense of tightness and tearing rushed to his chest!

He was forcibly suppressed! His face turned pale for a moment, and even fine, almost imperceptible beads of sweat appeared on his forehead!

This feeling... is like having your stomach filled with the finest delicacies, about to melt and conquer new realms, only to be suddenly smashed into your stomach with a heavy hammer!
All the momentum was forcibly disrupted, blocked, and even backfired!
But Robin's eyes showed no sign of wavering! Instead, an even colder, more ferocious flame ignited within them!

Time is running out! This powerful reminder is the final ultimatum!

“William!” Robin’s voice was slightly hoarse, yet it contained an iron will. “The rest is up to you to integrate!” His command was concise to the extreme, offering no explanation whatsoever. “Use every method you can think of to ensure that this… ‘knowledge’ continues to circulate!”

Robin didn't even say "spread" or "teach," he used "circulate"!
Like the transfer of energy! What we want is the flow of knowledge itself!
Let it become a medium for continuous energy supply! Let more people who come into contact with it and attempt to cultivate it become tiny nodes through which the Devouring Dragon Breathing Technique absorbs scattered fragments!
“I need…faster speed!” Robin’s cold gaze swept over William.

Just as William was deeply shaken, feeling a chill run down his spine from that gaze—

Robin tapped the air with his fingertip!
Hundreds of fruits, each refined to the extreme and containing various kinds of energy and power!

It shot towards William as if traversing through space!
boom!
William felt a tremendous roar resounding from the depths of his soul!

(End of this chapter)