Early the next morning.

Marcus came to the castle early, and did not enter the door, but waited outside the castle. Looking at the low and dilapidated castle, his heart was cold, perhaps thinking that his future was as dilapidated as this castle.

The castle was built on a dirt slope at the southwest corner of the town.

There are no tall walls, towering arrow towers, battlements to settle down, broad moats, and huge gates.

It's a larger two-story mansion.

The stone-stacked walls have faint cracks. Gradually, several tiles fell off on the roof. I wonder if they will leak on rainy days.

It is said that this simple small castle has a history of hundreds of years. When Coral Island was not the territory of the Count, it had a noble life here, but it was later ruined. After the Count was granted Coral Island, he renovated the small castle and served as a villa for inspecting the Flower Town, but he had lived in it in the future.

Until now, Baron Liszt has moved into the small castle.

And he, a land knight of the former Knights of the Coral Island Order, was ambitious to make meritorious contributions on the battlefield, but he would become a frequent visitor to this small castle.

Together with Baron Liszt, he guarded a town of flowers that was not even a stone road.

"Good morning, Mr. Marcus." Tom, the man who was carrying an empty bucket and preparing to go to the well in the town to fetch water, greeted him respectfully.

Marcus responded lightly: "Good morning."

He couldn't remember Tom's name, but he remembered that his surname seemed to be "pigpen", a very typical commoner surname. Even himself did not have a noble and elegant surname. His surname was "Chewheel" because his grandfather was a coachman and rolled Carwheel every day.

This is how civilians catch their surnames.

He envied the noble surnames, the count's surnames, tulips, and what a noble surname! How much effort does he need to change a similar surname for himself. All noble surnames are not something that ordinary people can use, flowers, gems, metals... The nobles will never allow ordinary people to despise them!

After a while, four tall men in leather armor came behind Marcus.

"Teacher Marcus." The four of them greeted each other.

"Carl, Rom, Grey, Oden, you are here." Marcus responded one by one. These four people were Liszt's entourage knights.

The entourage knight is not a knight, but a kind of entourage and servant, who is responsible for taking care of the knights on the battlefield, carrying guns, leading horses, washing clothes, and cooking.

In essence, Marcus is also a kind of escort knight, but he is a free citizen, and the escort knight is a servant who sells his body.

After a while, Liszt, who had not yet woken up, walked out of the castle's air leaking gate. In the morning, Liszt changed into a simple practice suit, simple white, his jealous face, tall figure and outstanding temperament, which was absolutely first-class.

"Good morning, Mr. Marcus, Carl Hammer, Rom Barrel, Gerry Scythe, Oden Insoles, and gentlemen, ladies."

Gentlemen are male servants, ladies are maids, and nobility can call servants this way, regardless of marriage or not.

Just like the butler is called a gentleman regardless of whether he is married or not, and the butler is called a wife regardless of whether he is married or not. The aristocratic system, Liszt's body has been used to it for sixteen years, and instinctively will greet him like this.

"Sir Baron, let's start the knight practice class."

"good."

On the mound in front of the castle, Liszt began the knight's practice. His four entourage knights did not learn to fight, but just fought against each other.

Dou Qi emphasizes blood inheritance, and few of the civilians can learn it.

In fact, Liszt felt that fighting spirit is related to nutrition. How can civilians who cannot even eat enough to refine the strength in their bodies and turn them into fighting spirit?

Among the nobles, as long as they are harder, there is no one who cannot cultivate fighting spirit.

This is also the reason why the nobles firmly control their dominance. They have money to eat enough, cultivate fighting spirit, master strength, and squeeze civilians, so they are richer, eat more, have stronger fighting spirit, have greater power, and can squeeze civilians.

The milk and bread in the morning provide Liszt with continuous nutrients.

Under the guidance of Marcus, he continued to practice "Basic Fighting Qi". He has been practicing this secret book since he was six years old. Unfortunately, the Fighting Qi made him stronger than the civilians, but compared to the Earth Knight, the trainee Knight seemed very weak, and Marcus could defeat him with one hand.

"Mysterious breath, an unprecedented experience, practice... I don't know what the sublimation reward of Dou Qi will bring me after completing the task. Could it be that it makes me a Earth Knight?"

Liszt practiced diligently when feeling the fighting spirit in his body.

It took an entire hour to finish morning class.

"Teacher Marcus, drink some water, rest for ten minutes, and we'll set off." Liszt wiped the sweat from his forehead. The morning class was still very tiring.

The old butler Carter had already brought the milk tea to supplement nutrition with his servant.

The four followers and knights all shared a cup of milk tea with minced meat, milk and eggs. They held the milk tea and tasted it happily, and forgot the hard work for an hour.

Marcus and Liszt have added desserts and cheese biscuits.

When they finished their meal and changed their clothes, the close-fitting servant Thomas had brought Liszt's horse, a maroon-red adult horse with almost no hair. This was the gift given to him by the Earl of Coral Island when he was twelve years old. He was still a foal at that time and now he is particularly majestic.

Humph.

The maroon horse sniffed and then rubbed Liszt's arm intimately.

"Fire Dragon, my old friend, you're so tired of staying in the castle." Comforting his mount, Liszt rolled over quickly and rode on.

Behind him, Marcus and the four entourage knights each rode their own horses. Marcus's was a yellow-gray horse, which was also very majestic, and was his own mount. The entourage knights' horses were all ordinary yellow-maned horses, and belonged to Liszt's property, and were only distributed to the entourage knights for feeding.

"Master, I hope you will be safe all the way." Carter said blessedly.

"I'll lend you a good word." Liszt raised his horse whip, the fire dragon horse neighed, and ran, "Set out!"

Liszt, who is riding at the forefront, is wearing a monster leather armor that only nobles can afford. It is light and breathable, and has better defense than ordinary armor.

The black monster leather armor, a one-handed sword inserted diagonally around the waist, and a black monster leather helmet, with the feathers of a male pheasant on the top, which is particularly magical.

In addition to his own weapons, one-handed sword and one-handed shield, his entourage knights also had to fight against Liszt a large knight gun, as well as spare weapons such as long swords, maces, flails, and lunch and drinking water for lunch.

In addition to the short spear he likes, Marcus also has a bow and arrow. He is an archer. Compared to the identity of the Earth Knight, the identity of the archer can show his value more. This is also his ambition to stand out in the Coral Island Knights where the Earth Knights gather, hoping to gain the confidence of the Lord Knight.

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