Chapter 1167: 1149 embers

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, he looks like he is in his early twenties like Lan En, but he is already very hairy and has a beard.

According to Sintra women's mate selection standards, this would 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 was the Knight of Cintra who had been following Lan En during the Battle of Soden Mountain.

Young, a descendant of a noble family, the country is ruined and the family is destroyed.

Most of the Ember Knights, who only have sixty members, 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 knighthood that repeatedly defeated the Nilfgaardian Legion.

Throughout the northern kingdoms, no one could deny the power of the Ember Knights 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 is: 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 that of the Knights of Ember, a defeated Knights from the Kingdom of Sintra.

Moreover, 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 didn't have time to dispatch from the rear. Otherwise, there will be outstanding achievements and reputation.

But no one in the Ember Knights took these distant speculations and rumors to heart.

It can even be said that the Ember Knights don't care at all about the common comparison among many knights.

Since they were led by Lan En, they have personally experienced the invincible victory in a battlefield where hundreds of thousands of people are fighting.

Everyone's emotions and spirits were twisted into a rope and forged into a sharp blade.

There is also the process of seeing clearly all the enemy's movements and intentions, 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 in 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 he came here, Qilin had already been introduced to the members of the Knights by Lan En.

But what is very baffling is that even Lan En introduced Qilin as his fighting partner and friend.

But the way they looked at Lan En, Qilin, and Velvet Ball made them feel even more uncomfortable.

It had been like this since he was still in Cintra. The cruel whirlpool of war at that time, as well as the constant trade-offs and sacrifices he had to make in order to let more people survive, made him close himself off.

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 aloof, 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 seal 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 in the field."

Lincoln nodded naturally and handed the ring to Stewart on the spot.

Lan En 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 ring 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 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.

To be able to recover to this point in two years is already very good.

Stewart calmly took the ring seal and rubbed the inscription on it on 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.”

As he spoke, 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.

"So 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 commander 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 has beauty but doesn't realize 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 En carefully as he said.

"Are you asking how many of us follow your example and want to get closer to you?"

Lan En suddenly had a bad feeling.

(End of chapter)