Even if you succeed in jobless reincarnation and time magic, you must live life to the fullest.

There is only one way to obtain the status of a knight: to be awarded a knighthood by the king of a country.

To achieve this, one must accumulate sufficient merit.

The number of knights is a symbol of a nation's prestige.

Whether in war or domestic affairs, the number of knights reflects nobility and symbolizes the strength of a nation.

The Kingdom of Asura was one of the most prosperous and thriving countries in the world.

Therefore, the Knights' Temple of the Kingdom of Asra was naturally built to be extremely luxurious.

The Knights' headquarters are located in a side hall to the right of the Silver Palace.

On ordinary days, a large number of knights are stationed here, ready to be dispatched at any time. Occasionally, people are brought in as escorts, and these people are all heinous criminals or have violated the law.

Liz had dreamed of that day since she was a child.

After achieving the highest accomplishments in the Water God Stream, he was knighted by Her Majesty the Queen for his merits, and then entered this great hall openly and legitimately.

I'm in here now, but unfortunately as a prisoner.

The two were taken to a small, dark room.

"boom--"

The moment the door closed, Liz couldn't help but tremble.

Although she knew that being nervous now would be useless, she still couldn't suppress the fear in her heart.

“Yars…”

Because of the extreme nervousness, even his voice trembled.

Liz lowered her voice and said, "No matter what they ask you later, you have to say... I killed him, it has nothing to do with you, you just bumped into me on the way, understand? Boris is dead, no one can come forward to testify."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Jars asked, looking completely bewildered.

"Fool!"

Liz was furious, and her speech quickened. "Even if you admit it, so what? It's just a matter of who dies. This whole thing started because of me..."

Ars shook his head: "No need to say anything, Liz. My parents never taught me to back down when the girl I like is in danger."

Liz opened her mouth as if to say something, but then stopped herself.

A girl you like?

really...

How can this guy say such embarrassing things so openly and honestly?

She wanted to say something more.

But just then, the door to the dark room was suddenly pushed open.

Accompanied by footsteps, two figures dressed in gorgeous clothes and looking arrogant walked in.

"Which of you killed Boris?"

The younger man had a mustache and a furrowed brow that exuded an air of authority.

"Yes……"

"I killed him."

Before Liz could even speak, Jars had already stood up.

"Hmph... I see, so it's some country bumpkin who came from somewhere."

The man with the mustache had a furrowed brow.

The man with slightly graying hair flew into a rage: "How dare you! You really think you can act with impunity just because you have some skills? Kid, I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget!"

"Who are you?" Jars glanced at him.

"You don't deserve to know."

The white-haired man snorted coldly.

He was Edwin, the head of the Laurist family, and accompanied by his eldest son, Euryth.

Although the Laurist family was only considered a second-rate noble family in the Kingdom of Asra, they were by no means someone that commoners could afford to offend. That's the nature of power; individual bravery is nothing but a drop in the ocean compared to the might of noble families.

Edwin immediately gave a wink to someone behind him.

Several burly men immediately stepped forward and pinned Yars to the ground, one on each side.

The heavy shackles rendered Yars unable to resist.

Even with the strength of a Sword God Saint, one cannot break free.

Ars could certainly retaliate without hesitation, even with his movements restricted by shackles; he was confident he could leave these people bruised and battered. But if he did that, he wouldn't be able to protect Liz...

Yuris stepped forward and kicked Jars in the face.

"boom--"

Ars felt a stinging pain on his face, and the taste of blood quickly spread in his mouth.

"Yars!" Liz was heartbroken at the sight before her.

She knew that the suffering Ars was experiencing was all because of her, which made her feel even more guilty.

What makes her feel even more guilty is that she can't do anything about it and can only watch helplessly as Yars gets beaten up.

Yuris punched and kicked Yars in the face, leaving him bruised and swollen like a pig's head.

"Kid, does it hurt?" Yuris sneered.

He had expected Ars to weep and beg for mercy.

However, Yars simply smiled.

"Didn't you eat?"

This level of pain is nothing compared to the way Red Mama would cut off arms and legs at the drop of a hat.

"Hmph, still being stubborn!"

Yuris winked at the people behind him, and someone immediately handed him a dagger.

He brandished the gleaming dagger in his hand and grinned cruelly, "I'll gouge out your eyes first, then cut off your tongue, and finally smash your ears... Then let's see if you can still be so stubborn."

Ars refused to back down.

Although he was somewhat nervous, his pride still made him stare intently at Yuris.

Liz, on the other hand, couldn't hold back anymore.

She quickly exclaimed, "Wait! I told Ars to kill Boris. If you're going to gouge out his eyes, gouge mine out!"

"You mustn't gouge out your eyes. A woman's value lies in her beauty," Yuris said calmly. "Don't worry, your good days are yet to come."

After saying that, he raised the dagger in his hand and stabbed it into Ars's eyes.

Ars stared intently at him.

suddenly.

Yuris's dagger stopped in mid-air.

The tip of the dagger was only half an inch away from Ars's eyes, and Ars could even see the reflection of his pupils in the tip of the dagger.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stab it down.

Yuris's expression changed slightly.

A figure, as bright and dazzling as a flame, appeared in the room at some unknown time.

Her shapely figure, vibrant red hair, and menacing eyes inspired fear in all who beheld her.

Liz was also stunned.

How beautiful...

The red-haired woman gripped Yuris's wrist with one hand, applying slight pressure.

"Ugh..."

Yuris cried out in pain, and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground.

Edwin then realized what was happening, pointing at her with a mixture of shock and anger: "Who are you! This is the Knights Order, you can't act recklessly here!"

However, the red-haired woman ignored him.

To be precise, she didn't even glance at him.

"Go away."

The red-haired woman spoke coldly.

The two men who had been holding Yars down immediately stood up shakily and stepped aside.

Her words seemed to possess a power that sent chills down one's spine.

Liz watched this scene in shock, utterly stunned.

She can feel it.

This red-haired woman seemed to possess a terrifying aura, making people afraid to even think of resisting her.

Ars also looked up.

He forced a smile, revealing a somewhat awkward expression.

Before he could say anything, he heard the red-haired woman's angry and stern rebuke.

"That's awful, Jars!"

Side Story: The Tale of Ars (25)

"That's awful, Jars!"

Alice looked at Ars, whose face was bruised and swollen, and said with great dissatisfaction.