The next day, Fang Xin arrived at the square early in the morning.

  As soon as he arrived at the square, a person intercepted him. This person was very young, wearing a long and brightly colored priest robe, but his face was pale, with bloodshot eyes.

  Fang Xìn recognized him; he was the pastor from yesterday: "Hello, Pastor Isobe."

  The priest said enthusiastically, "Fortunately, I was able to complete the purification of your armor before dawn, but unfortunately, there wasn't enough time to put the family crest on it. It seems that will have to wait until you return. I'm just about to eat, won't you join me?"

  Fang Xin hesitated for a moment before understanding.

  The formal dubbing of knighthood is not a personal matter; it is a solemn and public collective ceremony.

  The hereditary Knights of the Order of the Bath, who can only dub two knights at a time, must gather most of the nobles and knights to witness their own dubbing. Last night they had to bathe, symbolically washing away all sin. Then, dressed in white robes with girded loins, they prayed through the night until this morning in the hall when the hereditary Knights themselves conferred the accolade.

  Now his own apprentice knight, without a fiefdom, only needs to provide himself with food and lodging, and pay some salary, and add that there are frequent wars here, the so-called apprentice knight is actually just a high-end cannon fodder, and the degree of attention is also very different.

  Understood, at this point, they arrived at a room, where a fat servant expressed his welcome.

  As they sat down at a table made of thick pine boards, white bread and cheese were brought in.

  After finishing the meal, Fang Xin entered the hall, where there were not many people, just the butler, Lady Jane, Pastor Isbe, and a real knight named Alex.

  "Free citizen Hannit, are you willing to become an apprentice knight of House Lycor?"

  "I swear in the name of Hannit, from now on Hannit will be loyal to Elly Licoque and fulfill all obligations as a vassal, never to deceive!"

  Fang Xinfeng's oath, instead of referring to himself as "I", referred to him as "Hannite". This was somewhat strange grammatically, but not a major issue. The people present didn't pay much attention to it.

  Miss Ellie drew out a sword and touched it to Fang Xin's shoulder: "I, in the name of the Liko family, dub thee an apprentice knight."

  Yu Ruyi suddenly moved, Fang Xin felt a bit strange, but the ceremony simply ended like this.

  As soon as Fang Xing stood up, the situation was completely different. Miss Ai's attitude changed immediately: "Knight Hannit, this sword is given to you as a reward. Also, your horse is not a warhorse, I've already replaced it with a new one for you. First complete the task of notifying each family, and we'll discuss other matters when you return."

  "Thank you, miss. Don't worry, I'll be back soon," Fang Xin said as he took the sword, which was indeed much better than his original one.

  "You can choose two attendants, go quickly and come back quickly, the war is about to begin."

  "Yes, sir!" Fang Xing responded, but in fact the two attendants had already selected a suitable horse and were preparing it immediately. This warhorse was indeed very strong and powerful, and even with a full set of knight armor on its back, it didn't seem too heavy.

  Fang Xin still rode his original horse, accompanied by two attendants and the warhorse carrying heavy armor, heading west into the territory of Chekli Reiz, the largest noble in the vicinity, to deliver the message to him, which would complete nearly half of his mission.

  Spurring on their horses, by noon the three of them had entered the core territory. Compared to the stone-walled town of the Likoek family, Blue Castle, situated atop a hill, was truly a castle.

  A 15-meter high stone fortification, with five watchtowers, inside there are stables, barracks, granaries, and water storage pools. Outside, there is a moat. On a hill opposite the Blue Fort, there is a magnificent church, which is where pastors are trained.

  The castle has a wide view all around, which is the result of intentionally cutting down forests and bushes. At the end of the view, on the hillside of the hills, dark green branches are covered, and from the hills to the plain below, a vast and fertile farmland can be seen.

  It was indeed a good place, Fang Xin thought, and went forward to report. Due to his title as a knight in training, Fang Xin quickly gained an audience after reporting. Under the guidance of a young man, he crossed a wooden bridge that was both sturdy and solid, which could accommodate five people entering and exiting. After crossing the bridge, they entered the great hall of the inner fortress.

  "Your Lordship, Chekhov, it is an honor to meet you. I bring a letter from Baron Edi Driek, reporting that the Earl of Bremen is again preparing for war."

  When the young man led Fang Xin into the hall, Fang Xin hastily knelt down and made a bow, saying:

  Seated in his oaken chair, Viscount Chekley Ray gazed somberly at the kneeling messenger before him.

  Twenty years old in appearance, medium build, calm and composed, without the slightest hint of vulgarity, nodded slightly and said: "Hannit Knight, get up, bring the letter here!"

  Bring the letter, looked carefully, but in fact, Chekhov's Viscount did not really look at it, because the content was too familiar. Every ten years or so, the evil Count Buryman would launch a war, which had become a habit. Even himself had already received two times, and this was the third time.

  Endless wars have become a bottomless pit that drains wealth and life, as a viscount, generations of dead soldiers are endless, thinking about this, he feels a sense of helplessness.

  "I understand, go down now, this is your reward!" Due to fatigue and helplessness, the viscount did not ask about the specific situation, and naturally did not have a high opinion of him. Although Hannet knight looked quite good, he only rewarded him with a few more silver coins and said: "I will meet with the baron and the knight, you can go down to eat something first, after eating, continue to report to other territories!"

  "Thanks to the generous Viscount!" Fang Xin felt a bit down, if he had brought back some spoils of war, his treatment would have been different. He could only stand up now, and after waving goodbye, he automatically walked out of the great hall.

  However, in the blink of an eye, Yu Ruyi still moved slightly, and the old servant who led him to eat was a little slower. Fang Xin secretly took out Yu Ruyi and looked at it, barely feeling that he had gained a bit more.

  Would passing on information to the various lords also yield merit? Fang Xin was somewhat perplexed, and he thought carefully about it. Perhaps it was because he had spread the information, allowing the Resistance Alliance to be established, which would benefit the survival of the people in these territories.

  Fang Xin originally thought he would receive some treatment, but the old servant gave him white bread and some guanci (dried intestines), so Fang Xin could only eat a little and then leave.

  Fang Xin's mind was elsewhere as he led the horses that had rested for an hour out and rushed towards the third key point.

  Rushed through the afternoon, rested for a night, and by the next morning, approached new territory. However, just after turning over a hill, discovered a new situation.

  "Sir, look! The village is under attack." From the hilltop, looking down with the sunlight, thick smoke was rolling below. Upon closer inspection, a group of dark soldiers could be seen.

  The dark soldiers laughed maniacally, burning down all the houses, chasing and killing men and children, stripping women naked and raping them on the spot. After the rape, they cut off the women's breasts with knives. Witnessing this, Fang Xin suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. He had read about such atrocities many times in books, but it was the first time he had seen it with his own eyes.