Lord of Glory

Like a statue, he stood quietly behind Countess White Orchid, looking like a loyal and responsible knight. The clone looked at the enemy troops in the distance, and he could even feel the occasional panic among these soldiers. When faced with an enemy ten times greater than oneself, this is no longer a war, but a one-sided massacre.

With dreams and wealth in mind, they traveled thousands of miles to come to this strange land. Naturally, they did not come here just to be hacked to death. The morale of the army was in chaos, and the other generals knew that they must not start a fight as a last resort. Negotiation is the best outcome. But when the enemy general came to him and saw this honor, the clone lamented helplessly. He finally knew why such a thankless task fell on this unlucky man.

Maybe it was because he was hit in the face by a hammer during a fight before, and the nose that should have been straight has become crooked and collapsed. In addition, it is not very attractive in the first place, so it creates a terrible impression on the Grand Duke and other nobles. I would imagine that such a person would not be very popular among the aristocratic circles of the Kingdom of Malta.

The general came to a stop five meters in front of the Grand Duke, took off the helmet on his head and hugged it to his chest. He performed the etiquette of meeting a noble before speaking: "Your Excellency the noble and brave Grand Duke, Marquis Javier of the Kingdom of Malta, forward. Commander-in-Chief of the Army. What do you want to do with so many troops here?"

The Grand Duke looked at Javier who had taken off his helmet, with his ugly face, sunken nose, and twisted eyes. His patience quickly dissipated in the Grand Duke's heart, and he pulled back the mask of the helmet, revealing the small His eyes were very uncomfortable and he said: "Do you still need to ask? Your Excellency, Marquis Havel. Although I don't know why your country would give this death task to a Marquis, but I know one thing."

Having said this, the Grand Duke really couldn't stand the honor of the other party, and turned his head rudely and said: "If you resist, you will face the crushing force of my three knights and the greetings of countless soldiers with sharp swords. I hope for the sake of your family, you don’t take this risk.”

Including the Grand Duke, the Earl of Torch, the cold-faced Marquis of Camon, other great nobles, and even the Earl of White Orchid, all frowned and tried to divert their attention. But the ugly-looking Marquis Havel turned a blind eye to such a rude move.

Did he not see it at all, or was he already numb? The clone standing behind Earl White Orchid could feel that this general, who had the title of Marquis but was rejected everywhere, felt an unspeakable sense of inferiority and depression at this moment.

In Paladin's own words. People who judge people by their appearance are the most stupid and ignorant. Because Paladin himself has an ordinary appearance, and he spent most of his childhood pretending to be stupid. Others' cynicism and disdain also made him sad and angry. But when you find that you are no worse than others, and can even be superior to others, the years of low self-esteem and sadness will turn into crazy revenge and violence.

Driven by this negative energy, ordinary people have perseverance and endurance that others cannot imagine. So Paladin never judges others by first impression. Just like this Grand Duke, although he looks average and has a bloated body. However, there is no doubt about his status as Grand Duke. He was able to secure the status of Grand Duke for so many years and it was definitely not due to the merits of his ancestors. There must be his own shining point. That's why Paladin laughed at these self-righteous nobles in his heart. He even secretly expected to see what kind of power this Marquis Havel hidden under that ugly appearance.

At this time, upon hearing the Grand Duke's naked threat, Marquis Havel's face immediately darkened, and he seemed to be holding back his anger and roared: "Your Excellency, the Grand Duke, are you asking me to surrender? Surrendering without a fight is the ultimate injustice to my family. Insult!" After hearing this, the Grand Duke's face suddenly darkened. He turned to stare at the ugly Marquis Havel and said rudely: "So, do you want a war? Is this your answer?"

It can be seen that Marquis Havel is forcibly holding back his outburst of anger, and the armor on his chest is rising and falling. Suddenly, he silently turned his head and looked at the three thousand soldiers behind him. Panic, fear and fear were written on the faces of these soldiers. However, Ming said that Javier also knew that once a fight broke out, these frightened soldiers would collapse on their own in less than half an hour. By then, how many of these three thousand people will be left? three hundred? Fifty? No one left?

In the face of the three major armored knights of the Principality of Kasmi, the latter is now the most appropriate. At this moment, he was thinking in his mind, is the reputation of his own nobles more important, or the private soldiers of the Havel family? Without reputation, one can still endure, but even the last support, these three thousand private soldiers are gone. Then his title of Marquis is vacant. Even if the Kingdom of Malta wins this war, his title will be removed by the king under various excuses. He will become a commoner, an ugly commoner! Calmly, the Marquis finally sighed and said: "Dear Grand Duke, I am willing to accept your offer..."

At this moment, the clone who was guarding safely behind Earl White Orchid nodded slightly. This person was able to assess the situation and knew that the reputation of the nobles was too illusory, so he did not foolishly start the war based on his passion. This alone is much better than many nobles who are pampered and full of family reputation and glory. But that's not what the clone wants. When he saw that the Marquis had endured it and was about to accept the Archduke's surrender, his heart moved. Maybe you can use this opportunity to get a big credit for yourself!

Thinking like this, the moment the Marquis was about to finish speaking. The clone standing at the end, the eyes covered under the armor suddenly widened! The pupils occasionally emit a golden light! At this moment, the Marquis' words suddenly stopped, and he felt that his hands were suddenly out of control. Unexpectedly, he pulled out the cross sword from his waist and raised it at an extremely fast speed that he had never used before. The horse under his crotch immediately took a few steps forward, raised the sword in his hand, and was about to kill the Grand Duke. On the head!

If someone observes carefully at this moment, they should be able to see that there are several golden beams of light attached to the waist and the joints of the hands of the Marquis at this moment. At this moment, the Marquis even felt that there seemed to be many invisible hands holding his arm and swinging this sword!

"Grand Duke, be careful!" "Protect the Grand Duke!" Suddenly, the enemy who was about to surrender actually drew his sword and wanted to kill the Grand Duke! Including the Marquis of Carmon, the Earl of Torch and the Earl of White Orchid, everyone was shocked! The main lord, the Grand Duke, looked deathly pale at this moment and opened his mouth, staring blankly as the sharp sword blade was about to hit his head! He looked completely stunned!

But at this moment, the clone immediately released the control of the Marquis's hands, and rushed forward with a few steps on the horse, arriving at the Grand Duke's side! The Grand Duke felt a flash of white light before his eyes, and an Aries knight wearing a silver sheep helmet suddenly appeared in front of him. He suddenly drew out his cross sword to face the incoming sword blade, and blocked it with a bang!

It was not his own intention in the first place. After the clone lost control, his stamina became somewhat slack and his speed also slowed down. At this moment, I saw the Aries knight who suddenly rushed in front of him and blocked this strange sword. Suddenly, his free hand dropped his shield decisively and grabbed the mace from the shelf on the horse's belly. With a twist of the handle and waist, the hammer covered with iron nails immediately drew a beautiful path and was thrown hard towards his shoulder!

"Ahhhh!" Marquis Havel roared. He had no time to think about why he suddenly did the stupid thing of assassinating the Archduke. He raised his shield, looked at the hammer that was thrown quickly, and used the shield in his hand. Swing hard!

To the clone's surprise, the Marquis's attack with all his strength was forcefully deflected with his shield! But the huge force still acted on the Marquis through the shield. But I saw that the Marquis only leaned slightly, but there was nothing abnormal. Instead, he looked at the clone in shock! But the clone who was also surprised saw that the shield of Marquis Havel was deeply dented by the hammer! That's right, it's sunken. Because a wooden shield can only be broken, not dented! Explain that this is a shield made entirely of fine iron!

The clone knows its own strength very well. Although the five hundred elements obtained from the main body cannot exert the same terrifying ** power as the main body, it is not something that an ordinary warrior can resist. And this Marquis not only blocked it, he also used a full iron shield! That would weigh at least thirty kilograms!

But he carried such a heavy object and talked for a long time like no one was doing anything! The surprised clone discovered that there were nine carved stars in front of the marquis' breastplate and under the coat of arms. what does that mean? This is a warrior who has obtained combat recognition and whose strength has reached nine stars! In other words, if conditions permit, this Marquis can even kill a magician in a sneak attack!

It seems like a lot of pen and ink, but in fact it only lasts a moment. The clone blocked the fatal blow and saved the Archduke. The despicable and ugly Marquis was so frightened that he immediately turned his horse and ran back. By the time everyone reacted, the Marquis was already more than ten meters away. "Grand Duke! Are you okay!" "Brother, are you injured anywhere?"

The nobles who had reacted, no matter whether they had good intentions or bad intentions, all swarmed forward to help the Grand Duke who almost fell off his horse, and started to greet him. The Grand Duke's deathly pale face gradually recovered. Looking at Marquis Havel who had fled back to the army, he couldn't help but curse angrily: "Damn it, you despicable pig! May Enos curse his soul forever! He abandoned the nobles. Assassinate me with honor!"

The Grand Duke, who was taking a breath, suddenly turned his head and looked at the clone who jumped off the horse and knelt down on one knee. His face gradually softened and asked: "Olina, is this your knight?" Olina next to him immediately responded, not forgetting to look back. Showing admiration to the clone. There were so many nobles present, and each of them had his own bodyguard. Only his own bodyguard could rush forward to save the Grand Duke immediately, and he felt very dignified. At this moment, the Grand Duke ignored the surrounding nobles and looked at Olina with jealousy. He looked at the clone under the horse and said, "Young man did a good job. What's your name?"

"Dear Grand Duke, I am Alfred, Flamel. The current head of the Flamel family, the fourth captain of the Aries Knights, and the lord of Sindup." "Oh! I am already a baron... etc. Wait, your surname is Flamel?" The Grand Duke suddenly sat up and asked, and the clone immediately replied cautiously. What he got in return was the Grand Duke's clear nod. In addition to gratitude and appreciation, there was also a sense of pity in his eyes. "Your father's tragedy is my responsibility. Young man, don't let your father down. You are braver and nobler than any knight I have seen."

After the Grand Duke finished speaking, he saw the clone standing up. Considering that the clone was already a baron at such a young age, it was not easy to confer a higher title, so he regained his composure and said: "When that despicable pig is eliminated, I will grant him You have three hundred gold coins, a brand new armor of the Aries Knights, a manor, and the title of Captain of the Aries Knights." After saying that, the Archduke glanced at Olina secretly, and saw that Olina showed her OK Eyes nodding. The Grand Duke breathed a sigh of relief. The Knights of Aries are Olina's army, and he should not interfere with the nobles' army and grant rewards at will. This is ultra vires. But fortunately Olina didn't care so much.

Seeing the clone rise up, he looked unsurprised. The Grand Duke also put aside the fear that had just frightened him. Turning to look at the three thousand soldiers in the distance and the leader Javier, he gritted his teeth and roared: "Compatriots, this bastard without any honor pretends to be a noble, let's teach him the virtues that a noble should have! "

After saying that, he turned his horse's head and was the first to rush back to the military ranks. The other nobles, including the clones, also returned to their respective armies with a hint of excitement. At this moment, the avatar who had just returned immediately heard the eager whispers of the knights behind him: "Oh, Alfred is simply a model for our knights, he actually saved the Grand Duke!"

"I wish I was the one who just blocked that attack!" "Hahaha, I told you that Alfred is a real knight, and you still don't believe it!" Although the knight next to him didn't speak, he threw it. But they were all kind and admiring looks. Although occasionally a few jealous looks looked at him, his avatar didn't care. He didn't care if Bob was among those glances. He, who is in a high position, and these ignorant and inferior people, the most primitive jealousy will gradually be smoothed out by the gap between the two sides, and finally turn into respect and surrender.

It's like a worker who buys candles will be jealous of a mercenary who gets a lot of compensation, but he will never be jealous of a knight. Because the gap between the two parties is too large, reaching a height beyond their reach, jealousy will turn into admiration. And this is exactly what the clone, or in other words, Paladin wants. The road to success must be accompanied by endless attacks. This is the baptism that the superior must accept.

PS: Inexplicably, I made a lot of nonsense. I originally wanted to write about the war scene directly, but who knew that if I overthought it, it would end up being a few thousand words... So sad... But then again, this second chapter is a two-part chapter. Posting one chapter is worthy of your support. I just have a little doubt...why no one voted for evaluation? There are dozens of evaluation votes for fantasy books with the same score and the same update, which makes me feel a little unbalanced.