Being a knight is not easy

Chapter 376 No chance
Robin's words that put him in the spotlight, "Choose for yourself," and his words that led him to Chamberlain, a veteran knight from the homeland, "Ask if you don't understand," and the heavy stack of breathing techniques booklets that Alina handed him, which were enough to completely shake the foundation of the kingdom.

All of this struck him hard, with a force that almost suffocated him and... bewilderment!
He knelt on one knee to accept the greeting, his joints stiffening as he did so.

But when his gaze fell upon the undisguised complexity and disgust on Alina's face, it was as if a bucket of ice water had instantly extinguished the flames that had just ignited in his heart due to his power advancement.

Alina, Robin's fiancée, comes from a noble knight family. She despises the black-robed man, who is a shatterer of shackles, to the core!
That deep-rooted pride and instinctive defense of the established order are like an indelible mark!

But she also personally handed him the breathing techniques that Robin had personally modified... William felt as if the booklet in his hand was incredibly heavy.

Only Robin and Chamberlain remained in the cold tent.

William's footsteps and the heavy dragging of the sack disappeared into the depths of the rain.

The air was as thick as congealed blood, so oppressive it was suffocating.

Chamberlain's armor, a symbol of knightly glory, now felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, making it hard for him to breathe. Looking at Robin's perpetually calm profile, he finally couldn't hold back any longer, his voice hoarse with disbelief and a deep-seated resentment: "My lord! Why?!"

He took a sudden step forward, the armor clanging with a dull thud, much like the turmoil in his heart.

"You poured in resources! You taught me improved breathing techniques! You bestowed upon me legendary power fruits! You personally placed the key to that power, enough to overturn the very foundations of the world, into the hands of those...those serfs born of the mud, their hearts burning with destructive fervor!" Chamberlain's voice rose with emotion, tinged with an almost indignant question, "Aren't you afraid? Aren't you afraid that this sword you forged...will one day become too sharp? Aren't you afraid that those souls, intoxicated by both hatred and power, will greedily crave more? Will they one day turn their spears against you...and push you, too, onto that altar as a 'noble lord'?!

The final question was like a lament, filled with the knight's deepest concern for his lord's safety and his fear of the chaos and loss of control over his ideals!
Robin's gaze remained fixed, like the surface of a lake frozen for millennia.

After a long time, so long that Chamberlain almost thought his question had been lost forever, he slowly and very slightly turned his head, his eyes, which seemed to see through the fog of fate, quietly and calmly falling on Chamberlain's face, which was distorted by struggle.

“Since you’re worried that they’ll overthrow me in the ‘future’,” Robin’s voice was deep and clear, without a trace of emotion, yet it pierced Chamberlain’s soul like an ice pick, “then do you think the nobles who have occupied Middle-earth for hundreds of years will just stand by and watch…what’s happening in the Province of Saint Ming Su?”

"..." Chamberlain's pupils suddenly contracted!
Robin didn't wait for his reply. His gaze returned to the south, where shadows seemed to be gathering, and his tone was as calm as if he were stating a theorem that needed no proof: "This... is just... their last madness."

hum!
The cold words exploded in Chamberlain's mind like a thunderclap!

All the anger, resentment, and worry were instantly frozen by this cruel truth!

It's not about nurturing the future!

It's... creating targets!
It's not about spreading knowledge! It's about... accelerating our demise!
That massive organization of black-robed men... was not the foundation Robin intended to build for the future... they were merely bait that Robin willingly threw into a boiling pot of oil!
Or rather—ignite the massive fuel that accelerates everyone's march toward the end!
Robin never expected that these hastily armed serfs could overthrow the entire kingdom!
What he saw through was... the deep-seated greed and fear of the nobles who occupied the pinnacle of power in the Middle Kingdom!

They might observe a rebellion in one prefecture, but when the "man in black robes" displayed a terrifying momentum capable of easily annihilating the entire noble class of a province, and openly disseminated the key to power they regarded as their lifeblood...

Fear will unite them like never before!
Unprecedented madness!
Countless fragments of information flashed through Chamberlain's mind in an instant: the fury William had stirred up in Norkshire, the ruins of the destroyed castles, and... the breathing technique booklet that Alina had handed over, which was about to spread like a plague throughout Saint Minsu!

Cold sweat instantly soaked through Chamberlain's shirt.

He finally understood!

A bone-chilling cold shot straight from the soles of my feet to the top of my head!
Robin has nothing to fear about potential future betrayal!

Because... the Black Robe Organization may not have any so-called "future" at all!
His lord is not paving the way for the future... He is using this monstrous wave as the final straw that breaks the camel's back!
This forced the entire aristocratic class to... come out in droves!

Go to that final hunting feast... which the gatekeeper has already anchored, a feast destined to leave no survivors!
time!

The very existence of the Black Robe organization was to buy Robin that precious time to make that final push and deal with the gatekeeper!
In that instant of enlightenment—the tent flap was suddenly flung open!

A messenger, soaked to the bone and panting heavily, practically tumbled in, his voice thick with terror: "Report...report!!!!! Sir...Commander Chamberlain!! Border...urgent border intelligence!!!"

"The allied forces composed of nobles from other provinces of the kingdom have crossed the Thorn Barrier defense line!! The vanguard... is advancing in multiple columns!! Their target is the heartland of my Holy Ming Su Province!!! The scale... is overwhelming!! Countless!!!"

Reality, like a cold boulder, crashed heavily into Chamberlain's heart, who had just felt a chill run through him because of "understanding"!
Everything is just as Robin said!

The nobles of Middle-earth... were utterly enraged! They've come!
They arrived with the determination to completely crush this raging fire! And this seemingly massive torrent of the black-robed organization is about to face... a devastating crushing force harder than iron and colder than blood!
Within the province of Shengming Su, the black-robed figures spread like wildfire, unstoppable. However, beyond this war-torn land, the behemoths of the kingdom's other provinces, who had held sway for centuries, had already sensed the impending threat to their very foundations!

The bloody smoke of war in Norkeshire and William's flamboyant declaration of "equality" were like lighting the most dazzling torch in front of the den of wild beasts!

Fear spread like a plague. Panicked nobles put down their swords, which they used to scheme against each other, and in the face of a huge survival crisis, they chose to unite more closely than ever before!

(End of this chapter)