From a hired knight to a master of Game of Thrones

Chapter 105 Territorial Strength

"Yes, madam," Knight Leon of Great Wind Territory nodded in response, "and our sudden visit is due to a crime involving both Old Stone Castle and Great Wind Territory!"

Upon hearing this, Lady Ethel had a bad feeling and slowly suppressed her smile, asking, "What is it?"

Leon said slowly, "Madam, is your son named Remy Carter?"

"Yes, my son is Remy Carter." Mrs. Ethel answered instinctively, but quickly realized what she meant, her expression shifting, and she raised her voice to ask, "Wait, why are you asking that?"

"Is what you're talking about, that crime, related to my son?"

"Impossible! Remy has been in Old Stone Castle all along, he wouldn't get involved in any messy things."

As soon as she spoke, her unease intensified. She turned and shouted, "Alison, where is the young master! Quickly, call him over here!"

A young maid dressed in gray hurried into the reception room and said respectfully, "Madam, Young Master Remy went hunting yesterday, and I haven't seen him return yet."

Lady Ethel's expression changed, and she snapped, "Why didn't you tell me something so important sooner!"

The young maid, Alison, lowered her head, trembling, feeling extremely wronged and frightened.

Didn't you yourself say that you didn't need to worry about it?

Remy Carter often stayed out all night at the castle, and at first she reported this to Mrs. Ethel.

However, after it happened several times, Mrs. Ethel stopped taking it to heart and even instructed her not to concern herself with it anymore.

Leon chuckled as if watching a show, quickly recalling Phoenix's words, and then said directly, "He appeared in Lord Don Quixote's woods without his permission and hunted a deer!"

"Madam, please inform Sir Nigel of this matter as soon as possible. Our lord is waiting for him in the territory."

Seven days passed quickly.

Strong winds.

After discussing the details of building his new house with the stonemasons and carpenters, and renovating his shop and leaving a shop assistant to buy dried fish, furs and wood products from Great Wind Ridge, Rodney told Don Quixote about his idea of ​​returning to White Harbor.

After Don Quixote and Rodney had a good meal and drinks, Don Quixote returned to his study and summoned Warren and Cole. He slowly said, "Warren, your Knight's Breathing Technique is still far from being a beginner."

"You should ask Cole more questions later. I've been teaching Cole for a while now, and he's almost mastered the basic knight breathing technique."

"No matter how busy you are, Warren, you can't forget to train every day."

"When I see you again, I hope you'll pass the territory's Level Two Knight test!"

Warren nodded respectfully and said, "Yes, sir, I will never slack off!"

Don Quixote gave a few more instructions, then looked at Cole and said with a smile, "Cole, your strength is finally enough for you to travel alone. I was planning to immediately knight you."

"But then I thought, such an important moment should be witnessed by your grandmother in person!"

"This time, you will go back to White Harbor with Warren and the others, and then head to Seven City. If possible, bring your grandmother to my territory."

"I really wish Lady Nadine would come to my territory; I miss her cooking so much."

Touched and expectant, Cole said, "Sir, I'll bring Grandma over soon!"

Don Quixote smiled and said finally, "Be careful on your journey. It's been a while since that cleanup operation."

"New raiders are likely to appear on the road again."

"Remember, always be careful and cautious, but never lose your courage, especially in crucial moments!"

Warren and Cole immediately replied, "Yes, sir!"

After waving for Warren and Cole to leave, Don Quixote gathered his thoughts and began to continue reading a medical book that he had not yet finished.

The past few days.

He spent almost all his time teaching the six Oath Knights the breathing techniques.

Although the six Oath Knights' self-study was not very effective, under his personal guidance, they occasionally managed to get into the correct breathing rhythm.

In addition, blood apples have some benefits for people with a blood energy level below 2.

The lower the blood and qi level, the more obvious the effect.

The basic knight breathing technique, which they hadn't even mastered yet, combined with some blood apples, significantly improved the strength of the six Oath Knights, bringing them closer to the second-level knight standard he had set.

In addition, there were some unexpected surprises. After several days of systematic training, two of the ten new members who joined the Blood Hand Mercenary Group were even closer to the level one knight standard and passed the level one knight assessment.

One of the members was not a rider, but a freelance rider.

On the spot, Don Quixote knighted the member who passed the first-class knight test.

As for the ten veteran members of the Bloodhand Mercenary Group who came to Great Wind Territory this time, including Warren, they all easily passed the territory's first-level knight assessment.

In addition, there's Cole, who just passed the Level One Knight exam.

From then on, Dafeng had twenty-two first-class knights, eight ordinary knights, and one knight's squire.

If you include stonemasons and carpenters.

Don Quixote could muster nearly forty high-quality soldiers even in an emergency.

Defeating an ordinary army of a hundred men is not a problem.

A rough-looking man with many blemishes on his face, wearing tattered chainmail, spurred his horse to the border of the Great Wind Territory.

There were several people behind him.

A woman wearing a purple wool coat, and a young girl looking around.

A young man carrying a dull longsword, a hunter with a weapon.

A cold wind blew, and it blew onto the medicine.

The burly man at the head of the group gasped, then frowned and looked ahead, saying, "That bastard Remy, he never does anything productive all day. Now look what he's done, he's messed with someone he can't afford to offend!"

Nigel Carter, as a vassal of Earl of White Harbor, was only one of the most inconspicuous propertied knights, but he still arrived on time for the White Harbor tournament.

Based on his strength and courage, he wisely chose not to participate in the White Harbor Martial Arts Tournament.

But I was also excited to watch the martial arts tournament over those few days.

Those martial arts contests were not actual battlefield battles, nor were they as bloody and direct as martial arts trials.

Although the knights' weapons were specially made for combat and their lethality had been greatly reduced, Nigel Carter still considered them extraordinary and violent enough.

Among them, the name of Don Quixote was deeply ingrained in his ears and could not be forgotten.

When he learned that Don Quixote's territory was in the area around Grayhill Village, he was still somewhat hopeful.

Having a strong colleague as a neighbor always provides a sense of security, and at least gives you more options in case of robbers or looters.

He had originally planned to visit Don Quixote while in White Harbor.

However, he acted too hastily and quickly became addicted to the brothels of White Harbor.

He quickly put the matter out of his mind, only to realize later that Don Quixote had already left White Harbor.

Now that his son has offended such a person, Nigel Carter is still somewhat flustered.

Don't let his status as a knight with property fool you.

But knights with property are not the same as knights with property.

His fiefdom was inherited from his father and ancestors, and even his current knighthood was hard-won.

Don Quixote, on the other hand, was ennobled by Count Weyman of White Harbor based on his own merits, a figure of immense power comparable to his ancestors.

They are incomparable.