Chapter 1167 1149. Embers
The leading knight is a strong man.
??He is 1.9 meters tall when wearing a helmet. Although he is not very old, in his early twenties like Lan En, he is already very hairy and has a beard.
According to Sintra women''s mate selection standards, this will be a very energetic man.
Whether in bed or on the battlefield.
Lan En chuckled on the horse: "Hello, Henwell."
After calling out his name, the man from Cintra looked at Lan En with even more enthusiasm: "Greetings to you, my lord."
This is the Knight of Cintra who had been following Lan En in the Battle of Sodden Mountain.
Young, descendant of aristocrats, the country is ruined and the family is ruined.
Most of the 60-member Ember Knights have this background.
??However, this kind of background is very different from that of any wandering knight. Under the leadership of Lan En, it became a powerful knight group that repeatedly defeated the Nilfgaardian Legion.
Throughout the northern kingdoms, no one could deny the power of the Knights of Ember after that battle.
No matter how you calculate the combat effectiveness of this knighthood, it should be the top knighthood in the world.
The only difference lies in which knights other countries will rank alongside them.
The Nilfgaardians believe that the formation of the knights of the Alba Division, the most elite in the empire, will not be inferior to the Knights of Ember, a defeated knights from the Kingdom of Sintra.
And the development of their personnel, materials, and war equipment is far superior. There is no suspense at all if we can really fight.
Kaedwin believes that the elite Unicorn Knights of the Unicorn Dynasty must also be the most powerful knights.
It''s just that during the last battle at Soden Mountain, the Unicorn Knights did not have time to dispatch the troops in the rear. Otherwise, there will be outstanding achievements and reputation.
??But these distant speculations and rumors have never been taken to heart by anyone in the Ember Knights.
It can even be said that the Ember Knights don’t care at all about the common comparison style among many knights.
Since they were led by Lan En, they experienced first-hand the invincible victory in a battlefield where hundreds of thousands of people were fighting.
Everyone’s emotions and spirits were twisted into a rope and forged into a sharp blade.
?There is also the process of seeing all the enemy''s movements and intentions clearly, and then counterattacking and defeating them neatly.
They are fundamentally different from the other so-called well-known knights.
It''s just that they may only be vaguely aware of this difference.
“Are Lincoln and Stelter both at the castle?”
Lan En lay on Qilin Ben, lowered his body and asked with a smile.
"Yes, sir." Henwell saluted Lan En and Qilin again, then turned and walked towards his horse, "Please let me lead the way."
?The last time I came here, Qilin had already been introduced to the members of the Knights by Lan En.
But what is very inexplicable is that even if Lan En introduces Qilin as one of his fighting partners and friends.
But the way they looked at Lan En, Qilin, and Rongbuqiu made them feel a little more uncomfortable.
Lan En didn’t know what collision of brain circuits they had experienced.
In short, the members of the Knights also treat Qilin with respect, which makes Gu Long feel very useful.
??Because he met members of the Knights on daily patrol, Lan En did not shoot a magic golden arrow from his side when he approached the castle this time to see if his magic was an illusion.
??However, Lan En could feel that on the gate of this castle, there were a few obscure and inconspicuous iron pieces that were magic-blocking gold.
?These guys really respect him as if they were a **** as always, but when doing things, they go their own way and appear to be very subjective.
?This reminded Lan En of his mentality when he saw them during the war: he was a little relieved and couldn''t help but curl his lips.
“I think you must have some bad words in your mind.”
?Lincoln stood in the courtyard of Castle High Hill to greet Lan En. He first saluted Qilin very smartly, and then guided Gu Long to one side.
?Sure enough, Qilin didn’t shock him this time.
?Lincoln, in Lan En’s opinion, he was considered a young Sintra man. Compared to the last time we met, the fuzz on his lips has completely faded, and now he seems to be trying to grow a beard.
But he was in an embarrassing period. The beard was not short, but it was not long enough to be shaped, so it seemed to drag down his handsome face.
"No, no." Lan En said confusedly without blushing, "How could you miss me so much, Lincoln?"
??The secretary of the Ember Knights smiled at his chief officer and was not hesitant. He turned around and wanted to pick up the Elu cat from the horse.
But the velvet ball jumped over Lincoln''s head with a flexible jump, and jumped to Lan En''s side.
“You don’t have to hug me, I’m a warrior meow!”
??Mao Xiaomao raised his head and said to Lincoln.
Sixty members of the Ember Knights stood in formation and saluted Lan En. Suddenly there was a loud clashing sound of armor, with a chilling feeling like an iron horse. Sintra''s golden lion flag with a blue background fluttered in the wind, and Lan En''s personal coat of arms was also recorded and made into a flag, symbolizing the ownership of the castle.
?Lan glanced at them.
?These knights who are loyal to him are all in high spirits, and it can be seen that they have never stopped training.
The chief officer of an army is away from home for a long time, which is simply disastrous for the control of the army.
??But when Lan En sensed the collective mood of the knights under his command, looked into their eyes, and recorded the facial muscle movements of their smiles.
He knew that this kind of worry was completely unnecessary for him.
This is the strength of being loyal to Him.
Lan En didn''t say much. Considering what they had experienced together, there was no need to say much.
Just after looking around and nodding, all the Ember Knights stood up from kneeling on one knee with a ''boom'' at the same time.
?Lann took out a large box from the sack carried by Qilin, then winked at Lincoln and Stewart, who was at the back of the knights'' queue, and walked towards the castle.
It was still the enlarged version of the room that was still neat and tidy even though he was not there.
Lan En first put the box in his hand on the ground with a bang, tapped the side of the box lightly with his toes, and said to Lincoln.
"This is the 32,000 orens that I transferred away. Now let''s put it back into the public account."
“As you wish, my lord.”
?Lincoln picked up the large notepad hanging on his body like a crossbody bag from the side, and briefly recorded it on it as a to-do list.
?As for Stewart, he still looks unwavering.
This has been like this since he was still in Sintra. At that time, the cruel whirlpool of war, as well as the constant trade-offs and sacrifices that had to be made in order to let more people survive, made him close himself.
But now his face is disfigured, and his jaw even needs a piece of iron to stay intact.
?This made his expressionless face, which was originally just indifferent, now a bit heart-warming.
He never looked at the box filled with golden Oren coins, only looking at Lan En.
??The flannel ball trotted a few steps on all fours, happily jumped onto the small chair specially placed for it next to Lan En''s big chair, and squatted down obediently.
Lan En was leaning against his desk, looking at the two stewards of the Knights.
“Lincoln, transfer my ring to Stewart.”
After looking at each other in silence for a while, Lan En spoke.
“He has experience in managing the Knights and has made real achievements. Now it seems that his body has almost recovered.”
“You should be seventeen this year? You can learn more from him.”
?Lincoln nodded naturally and handed the ring on his hand to Stewart on the spot.
Lane had asked him to absorb more of Stewart''s management experience before, and believed that his potential was more than that.
?Although he was younger than he is now, Stewart''s body was also very weak, so he still held the seal.
??The injuries on Stewart''s body that were tortured back then were too severe for ordinary people.
?Half of his ribs were broken, and one side of his shoulder blade was also broken. The bones in his face could only be saved to what they are today, not to mention the sudden weight loss and deterioration of body functions during the recovery process.
It has taken two years to recover to the current stage, which is already very good.
?Stewart took the ring seal calmly and rubbed the inscription on it with his hand.
“I accept this noble and important responsibility, my lord.”
"But I still have to emphasize that my current body is not even 60% as good as it was two years ago! And after two years, the battle brothers in the Knights have made considerable progress. I can''t do anything to them. Total **** because I can’t keep up with them.”
??He said, his eyes kept meeting Lan En''s cat eyes.
“Ordinary human bodies are too fragile, sir. Whether it’s the upper limit of damage that can be endured or the ability to recover after being injured.”
?For an ordinary person, one inappropriate exercise or one injury in battle may cause him to lose the ability to exercise strenuously for the rest of his life, let alone surpass his former self.
"I understand what you mean, Stuart." Lan sighed and nodded, "You still want to become a witcher."
"At least don''t be as fragile as my current body." said the deputy leader who had calmly put on the ring.
"Now." Lan En pressed his temple with a headache, "How many people in the Knights have the same idea as you?"
Hearing this, Lincoln and Stewart, who had not interrupted just now, looked at their chief officer and the duke to whom they were loyal with a strange and subtle look.
?That look was like looking at a well-worn character in a play or storybook, a character who possesses beauty without knowing it.
"Uh" Seeing that Stewart didn''t speak, Lincoln felt a little helpless and touched his young beard that was in an awkward stage, and looked at Lan carefully and said.
“Are you asking how many of us follow your example and want to get closer to you?”
Lan suddenly had a bad feeling.
(End of this chapter)