057.Young people, don’t be too arrogant

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Oran's movements seemed to be magical, but Malm was unable to say a word.

Ella on the side looked at Olan's body. Although she was so beautiful that even men would be jealous, her steps were not steady when she walked, and she did not look like a particularly outstanding knight.

Even though he quickly defeated the Moore family, rumors praised Olan more mainly for his resourcefulness.

The knight Guile and the counselor Bin Er in the corner of the audience all had a new understanding of the red-haired fool's reckless mind.

I thought the red-haired people would wait outside the church to launch an attack, but I didn’t expect to dare to draw a sword in front of God!

"Sister, what should I do?" Gu Lie asked Princess Hai'an in a low voice.

"They are all idiots. They don't even care about their lives for women. Such people are worse off alive than dead." Hai'an looked like he was watching a show.

Red Hair is a royal knight promoted by Ella. He is one of the main knights responsible for Ella's security. He often takes the initiative to ask for orders to eliminate thieves from the territory.

He is a brave knight, but he also blocks Haian and Gulie's attempts to gain more control over the palace.

So Haian took this opportunity to use Malm to make Hongfa look embarrassed. If Hongfa could be dismissed by Ella or even questioned, Guile's adopted son would take over the position.

Also take a look at Malm to see if there will be any accidents?

When Ella saw that Oran was really fighting, she shouted, "I have ordered the king to stop this farce immediately."

The king's guards gathered, led by a knight, and prepared to take over the inside and outside of the church. Weapons flashed outside to warn everyone (Olan soldiers).

But the nobles from the princess's faction didn't say anything after receiving the look. Many of the servants brought by the nobles didn't know who to help, and the people brought by Olan were very aggressive...

Ella's order could not stabilize the situation for a moment.

The nobles all have private soldiers, and Ella only has the most people. But when more than half of the nobles present are watching the fun or want to take action, it is not his Majesty who governs less than half of the kingdom who can make the decision.

Oran saw that Ella was hesitant, so he decided for him.

He pointed at Karl not far away and shouted in front of everyone, "I ask you again, do you really want to fight against the White Eagle Warriors? If you dare and win, you will get what you want. If you lose, I will Want everything you have, remember, everything!”

"Your Highness (Malm) is everything to me!"

After Karl said this, his red hair became even brighter, as if a fire was burning.

"Then clear the place! I invite the Archbishop of Kent and His Majesty Ella to serve as witnesses."

Oran then looked at Kunsang and other men, and said, "Let's have a friendly discussion with Knight Carl and the knights around him."

Oran gestured with his fingers and named the three knights who had always stood with Karl.

"They have nothing to do with this incident." Karl felt baffled.

"Didn't you hear my 'leader's oath' just now? The last good thing is friendship. It is one of the good qualities that the nobles of the kingdom should abide by as determined by the great and wise Majesty Ella in front of you.

I said before, if you dare to draw your sword, you will bear the wrath of the White Eagle!

But forgiveness is also a virtue. If the three people behind you regret it, half-kneeling in front of me with their swords, mouthing their apologies, and recognizing their mistakes and being able to correct them, they can be forgiven. "

"Your Excellency Oran, this is Dan City, and these people are knights directly under His Majesty, not your servants."

Guile Clark on the side couldn't hold it back. As a military commander, so many knights were intimidated, which was tantamount to insulting that his subordinates were all useless.

Although there is a superior-downward relationship among the nobles, the division of ownership is clear. These three people are not under the jurisdiction of Oran. Oran insists that they go up to compete, which is a bit of an excuse.

But the red-haired man's noise was too outrageous, and Oran insisted on this.

Guile was the younger brother of the princess. Oran gave him a little face, did not argue with him, and changed his course.

"If the knights form a clique to insult the county, and do not receive a lesson, then one day, other county officials in the kingdom will remember this - they refuse to obey His Majesty's rule. At that time, careerists will be everywhere, worse than worms in the ditch. many."

When Olan came to Dan City this time, the four most capable people in his territory - Kunsang, Nanding, Ulf, and Armand were all there.

Kunsang is a warrior who has only recently shown his prominence, and the nobles of the kingdom are not familiar with him, but the latter three have all fought against the Vikings with real swords and guns, and fought wars with surrounding lords.

On Ella's side, among the four knights, only "Karl" has some combat experience. The other three knights have only done security and logistics work. Even if they stand side by side, their aura is three points lower than that of Oran Fang. .

There were originally six knights helping Karl, but three of them retreated as Olan said before, "Who dares to draw the sword?"

At this moment, the three people left were cursing in their hearts. They had known that they would have taken the opportunity to leave before a fight broke out outside. But now they are fine. They are like being roasted on a fire, unable to move forward or retreat.

If we really use force, we are not sure.

Go forward and half kneel to salute? Then you will become the laughing stock of other nobles!

"If you are afraid, only if you can correct your mistakes can you become a knight." Ulf, who was good at poetry and swordsmanship, opened his mouth to step down, but his expression when facing the red-haired and others, with the corners of his mouth raised, was full of ridicule.

The red-haired Karl was good at swordsmanship and riding, but his eloquence was poor. He couldn't answer Olan's words. Ulf's words made his forehead heat up, and he actually replied, "As a servant of His Majesty Ella, I will never back down."

The three knights behind him heard this with wonderful expressions on their faces, and one of them even greeted "Karl's mother".

"etc!"

The three knights breathed a sigh of relief when they heard that someone finally came to the rescue.

Ella's second son-in-law, William, seeing Olan's aggressiveness, asked, "Your Excellency Olan, are you the one participating in the contest?"

"I made it very clear - 'White Eagle Warrior', Kunsang and others are my trusted knights, the feathers on the white eagle's body. As servants, the master's dignity has been insulted, and it is up to them to recover it. Isn't it very reasonable?"

"Huh." William said with a mocking expression, indicating that you said so harshly, but you would only hide behind it.

"Your Excellency William."

"Please speak, Your Excellency Oran."

"If you have any ideas, come on, five to five, and I'll send one more person out."

"What does it have to do with me?!" William was stunned.

"It doesn't matter, then get out of the way." Oran waved his hand to let go.

According to the monarchy system on the British island, the nobles and the king must respect each other.

The master-slave relationship has been established just now. Oran joined the kingdom as a county magistrate, and he and Malm are close to being engaged. All they have to do is exchange vows to complete the ceremony.

There are eight counties in the Northumbria region. Counting County Durham as Oran, he has one-eighth. He can be said to be Ella's subordinate, and can also be regarded as a senior partner.

At this time, Olan's potential status was second only to three people - the king, the princess, and the three-year-old crown prince who had been sick and did not appear at this time.

Although William is a member of the royal family, he is "the husband of a female family member."

Husband and wife are one body - they can share titles, but Ella did not reward her daughters with much land or titles.

Therefore, William's own baronetcy and positions in the kingdom combined did not exceed Oran's status.

Oran can call him Sir William or His Highness if he wants, but it should only be a verbal honorific.

Now, if William wants to intervene, as the king's eldest son-in-law, he doesn't mind teaching him how to behave.

King Ella once again looked at the Archbishop of Kent for help.

But the red-haired man's action of drawing the sword seriously desecrated the church. Archbishop Kent under the cross was also dissatisfied and unwilling to speak more.

He also thought that next time he went to Rome, he could stay in the "St. Peter's Basilica" of the Pontifical Church in Rome and serve as a "Cardinal" or even "Apostolic Successor".

He would think twice about anything that affected the priest's reputation.

Strictly speaking, Olan Zhen went out to compete with the red-haired man. It was considered a secular fight, but it actually had nothing to do with God.

Later, whoever wins will say that this is "God's protection", and whoever loses will say that this is "God's will", which is consistent with the saying that "everything belongs to God's grace".

William looked at Oran, and then at Malm, who was covered in white gauze and whose face was looming behind him, and he was also dissatisfied.

This woman was so tempting. He had thought about it for several years, but now she was snatched away by a foreign noble!

Reluctant and angry, he entered with a knight's sword on his waist, so he simply put his hand on it.

Of course, he wouldn't do such a stupid thing as pulling it out, but he always had to pretend. After all, nobles value face, and he would feel embarrassed if Olan bluffed him with a few words.

If you want to draw your sword, hurry up and I will send you to heaven together today.

Olan saw William pretending and gave Kunsang a look.

After several months of getting along, as a loyal dog, he memorized all of Oran's movement commands, which were the owner's instructions to provoke his opponent.

Kunsang's tall body, iron-like arms, and barbaric tattoos. Although the cross hung around his neck that Oran asked him to hide, it did not make people feel friendly at all. Instead, it created a huge contrast, making people feel that this It's the devil who wears a cross and walks around the world!

Kunsang stopped when he was just one step away from William's long sword that would hurt him.

The four eyes met each other, and within five seconds of looking at each other, William's body pressed lower, which was the lower part of the sword...

"If you dare to pull it out, I won't be able to help but kill you." Kunsang showed a murderous smile.

"Don't always go head-to-head, sometimes try to play tricks on your enemies to see them angry and irritable, and then take the initiative to offer their heads..."

Lord Oran's words were like the Bible in the mouth of the priest, and Kunsang also began to learn to do so.

So he suppressed his voice very softly, deliberately letting William hear it, so that others could not blame him for angering the upper-class nobles, thus giving William the opportunity to "blaspheme the church".

William's breathing became heavier, and his fingers pressed harder on the weapon, with the veins on it exposed.

But Kunsang was not afraid at all. He had been to hell and came back alive. There was no desperate determination in William's eyes, only dodge.

If you fight against such a person, you can chop him into eight pieces as long as you bear to hand over an arm or a leg.

Thinking of the stimulating taste of blood, Kunsang was as excited as a poisonous snake when it found its prey. He even stuck out his tongue and licked his lower lips.

All actions fell into William's eyes.

Beads of sweat appeared on William's forehead, and his fingers began to numb from excessive exertion.

But he had also been on the battlefield. Although he was nervous, he carefully observed Kunsang's movements.

"This man gives me the feeling that he is like one of Ragnar's sons, 'Snake Eyes Sigurd'..."

The most glorious moment of William's life was when he joined forces with other knights in the Kent area and injured Sigurd, who led the Vikings into England.

Legend has it that when Sigurd was born, his father Ragnar carried him into the Viking temple and asked the high priest to give him a divine prophecy. The priest saw a snake burrowing into Sigurd's eye in the flames of the altar, so he gave him this name.

Sigurd was a brave warrior and a hunter with amazing archery skills. Although William had to fight three against one before he stabbed Snake Eyes in the back, it was still a victory, wasn't it?

Thinking of his heroic past, William regained his senses and deduced the battle scene in his mind.

"His body is taller than mine. If he strikes first, he is more likely to attack with the upper part. This has the widest attack range and can block half of my movement position... If the left arm is a little heavier, the point of force is The knight's sword worn on the left arm and waist is placed on the right waist, proving that he is a left-handed swordsman..."

"Too arrogant, Mr. Oran, this is Dan Castle, not yours..."

Stationed in Dan Castle, an old man in his sixties who had only collected equipment, bought horses, and presented them to the king before being awarded an honorary knight spoke out.

Oran can understand, because men are creatures like this, no matter how young or old they are, there is always a time when their passion rises.

The old knight was serious and walked up to William and stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

But he was too weak, and his smell was like sparrows noisy in front of a falcon.

He could kill him with just one claw. Kunsang glanced at him, not even interested in responding.

Oran was too lazy to bother, and raised his hand. The men in the church did not draw their swords, but they brought the sound out one after another, like waves hitting the shore, spreading out layer by layer, and finally nearly a hundred people outside were restless.

William also had personal soldiers, but in his territory, this time he came with the king and brought four people with him.

"William, step back."

Princess Hai'an on the side was afraid that her daughter would not have a husband, so she shouted.

William's voice sounded like an angel's song, and his spirit that was about to die was instantly relaxed, and he immediately changed his words, "If it weren't for His Majesty's (Princess) order, I would prevent you from seeing the sun tomorrow."

The posture was correct, the words were harsh enough, and he excused himself to leave.

William took his time and walked towards his wife and princess on the sidelines.

The old knight was left alone, but since he came forward, the old man patted his chest and said, "I will join the knight Carl's competition camp."

"He is crazy, my lord." Ulf approached and said to Oland, "This is useless courage."

"That's also courage, standing up for the Lord. No matter what the reason, I appreciate it. This life is left."



Immo on the sidelines looked at her husband who came back and asked, "Are you okay?"

"If the Holy Church wasn't located here, I could kill half of this barbarian with one sword." William felt like he could do it again.

"I believe you can, my beloved William."

After Imo finished speaking, he turned his eyes and thought about how to seduce this new brother-in-law who was two years younger than him.

She used to think William was good, but now a more handsome and younger county clerk appears and becomes Malm's husband, and she is also jealous!

Immo learned the best from her mother in playing with men.

For nobles, having an affair is sinful, but it is also exciting!

The thrill of an affair!

I have seen my parents sleep with different people since I was a child, as long as they were not discovered.

Maybe blood is hereditary. Ever since Ella's grandfather, he has been obsessed with love affairs, making the descendants of the Norn family full of lust in their bones and blood...



Five against five? After deducting four thugs, Olan thought about who else to send to take action.

If it is not necessary, even if he can win, Olan will not go up.

A lord is a lord, and a servant is a servant. If I kill someone, I have to do it myself. What's the use of raising you?

"I am willing to repent!"

At this time, among the three knights beside Karl, a young knight who looked to be at most eighteen or nineteen years old stood up.

When comparing life with honor, his body honestly chose the former.

As a poor honorary knight, he had difficulty scraping together equipment.

But horses, horse materials, weapon maintenance, servant hiring, plus drinking...

Every month, there is not a single copper penny left in his income.

He knew he was overweight, so he walked out with a red face, bent down and raised his sword, begging for mercy from Oran.

It’s good to know your mistakes and correct them.

Oran did not humiliate him and did not let him kneel down. Nanding took the man's knight sword and handed it to Oran.

Oran nodded three times at the man's shoulders and head, and said a word of forgiveness.

"Young people, don't be too arrogant."

"The power of not being angry... can make people stay rational and sincerely correct themselves. All glory belongs to the Lord and the merciful Lord Oran."

The young knight's scalp was numb. After apologizing and taking his sword, he respectfully stepped away.

The two knights beside Karl couldn't let go of the knight's dignity and did not come out to apologize.

Four against four confirmed, Ulf raised the cross and shouted,

"Karl despises the church. He should be arrested and held accountable. If he is not held accountable, there will be a duel immediately so that Lord Oran can regain the dignity of a lord and a man."

The archbishop and Ella looked at each other, and the latter had no choice but to agree.

"Martial arts competitions" are often given a nice name, which makes people fascinated.

For example, if you have a martial arts tournament at the beach, you won't be told it's a beach duel, but you'll be told it's called "Poseidon's Appointment."

The joyful contest held when a lord gives birth to an heir will not be called "my son's birth feast" but will be called "the king's treasure".

"Kings of Britain" throws dirty water on this contest as the "Blood Wedding".

The bard called it a "fight of vitality" based on what Oran said just now.

There are several other names circulating, but none are as good as these two.

If you dare to fight and can fight, your worth and reputation will increase.

Oran ignored the king's order and forced a duel. The result of this duel will soon spread out of Dan Castle, like the cold north wind, flying into the counties of Northumbria.

The "boy of the White Eagle family" will also become the "arrogant Lord White Eagle".