Doom Knight System

The torrential rain for many days finally showed signs of decreasing. Lancelot watched Arno leave with a batch of supplies. The residents in the castle were very angry, because it was said that the lord had no choice but to agree to the Galewind Thieves in order to protect them. blackmail.

It doesn't matter what the truth is, all the relevant people who know some news are members of the Teutonic Knights recruited by the system.

Even if the spies of other forces racked their brains and racked their brains, they couldn't find any more useful news, and a storm was suppressed before it broke out.

Lancelot stood on the roof, drenched in the drizzle, practicing the Fighting Technique of Faith, and at the same time enhancing his physique attributes little by little. A physique at 11 points was more painful than the process of strengthening his strength.

Familiar heat flow circulates in the body along unfamiliar tracks, each time it is as if an electric drill drills bones and muscles open, sweat keeps coming out from the capillaries, and turns into a white mist when it encounters cold air.

Looking at him from a distance now, it was as if he was surrounded by clouds and mist.

"Ding dong! The system reminds you that your genetic chain has reached the verge of collapse. If you continue to strengthen your physique, there will be a 98% failure rate." The system said coldly.

"Give up!" Lancelot said through gritted teeth. He didn't think he was the kind of lucky person who was favored by the heavens. He would not use his life to joke around if the success rate was less than [-]%.

The heart of a strong man is not the heart of a gambler. He uses the system to forcibly increase his physique.

"Ding dong! Physical enhancement has been abandoned, and the system will not refund the energy value."

Lancelot took a deep breath and shook his head, he could feel that it was only a little bit worse.This attempt consumed the treasures contributed by Arnold, but it was not in vain.

He struck out two punches casually, and there were bursts of piercing sounds, and his control over power was invisibly enhanced a lot.

Behind him, two shivering maids rushed up with blankets and carefully wiped Lancelot clean.

These two girls are the ugliest of all the maids. Not to mention their freckles, their skin is as black as coke, a bit like those mixed races in previous lives.

Now Lancelot can be regarded as a powerful lord, but the arrangement of the maids is completely out of his hands. Elena takes all his internal affairs in her own hands.

Fortunately, Lancelot didn't care. To be honest, the appearance of these women didn't fit his aesthetic point of view. It's better to attack Elena, who is a "big" beauty anyway.

Lancelot sighed, and after remembering the height difference between himself and the other party, he scratched his head vigorously, and in the corner of his eyes, he could see a figure standing by a nearby window.

"Maybe he has some affection for me?" Lancelot said to himself, wrapped in a blanket and returned to his bedroom.

Just walked in, boom!A beam of light smashed down, and the whole person's icy body instantly became warm, and his physical strength began to recover.

Lancelot lay comfortably on the chair, looked at Elena in front of him, and said, "Don't peek at me practicing next time, wouldn't it be fair and aboveboard?"

"Bah! Who peeked, I was worried that if you fell ill, the Teutonic Knights would be paralyzed." Elena said with a cold snort.

At this time, Andorf, who had been waiting for a long time, stepped forward to report and said, "Baron Melissa is here, and she is in the hall now."

Upon hearing this name, Yi Lianna's face changed first, and there was an inexplicable meaning in her eyes. She glanced at Lancelot viciously, and quickly turned and left.

Lancelot coughed lightly, and said, "It looks like I'm looking for a housekeeper, I can't let you run around, you go first, I'll be there later."

"Yes, my lord." Andolfo suppressed a smile, nodded and left.The bald man felt that his boss's taste was really "unique".

In the eyes of the knights of the City of Sanctuary, a well-behaved, short, and feminine woman is the right candidate for a spouse. No man would choose a woman like Irina, and standing in front of her would suppress a man's self-esteem.

Thinking so, Andorf would never forget the power of the pillow wind, secretly thinking about how to please Irina.

Unlike Andorf, in the eyes of other people in the castle, this Melissa is the most suitable candidate for the hostess, so even after the previous turmoil, the Teutonic Knights still maintain respect for Melissa.

in the hall.

Melissa drank coffee leisurely, adding a cube of sugar to the cup from time to time.In the tough outer suburbs, not even a baron can afford this luxury every day.

And the coffee here tastes mellow, absolutely top grade, and the price is comparable to gold.

Melissa didn't know that the coffee in her cup was one of the trophies of the Galewind Thieves, and was given to Lancelot by Arnold for enjoyment.

"The Baron Bauhinia is here, do you know what's going on?" Lancelot walked out slowly, poured himself a cup of coffee, and sat on the soft sofa.

Melissa took a small sip of coffee, swallowed it slowly, tasted it for a while, and said with a smile: "After all, this is still the territory of the Bauhinia family. Although I granted it to you in the name of a knight's collar, you are just a knight. You can’t be called a lord if you have a title.”

"Why, do you want to take it back?" Lancelot seemed to have encountered something ridiculous, his eyes were narrowed, and the corners of his mouth were raised.

Melissa put the coffee cup on the table, leaned forward slightly, her beautiful figure showed a graceful arc, and said lightly: "I can let you skip the lowest rank of nobleman and become a baron directly. My own family, the fief of the Snake Canyon will completely belong to you. As long as you do one thing for me."

"Baron? Hehe... very generous conditions. The things you ask me to help you must be more beneficial to you. I become a baron, what about you? Viscount or earl?" Lancelot sneered again and again.

Annoyance flashed across Melissa's face, she calmed down immediately, and said: "Yes, it is indeed beneficial to me, but we are a win-win situation. If you lose this opportunity, even if you have the strength of a knight commander, you will not be able to become a nobleman. The Bavarian family The Red Wind Knight has only been a captain of the guard for more than ten years, and what he owns is only a territory the size of a palm."

"Hehe...he is him, and I am me!" Lancelow said proudly, and then continued in a malicious tone: "If I can become the Baron of Bauhinia, wouldn't it be easier?"

Melissa's face turned blue and red, and this almost humiliating language made her extremely annoyed, and this effect was exactly what Lancelot wanted to see.

Only when a person is angry, his rationality and logical ability will decline, and it will be easier to see through his psychology.