The knight was terrified; his mind was blank and he couldn’t think or react. Aside from peeing and crapping his pants, he was also drooling; his drool was like a waterfall. Every word and sentence Fei said was like a sword hanging over his head, and if he gave the signal, the swords would rain down and mince him into pieces. The screams of his peers who were on the ground begging for death were still sounding in his ears; the cavalry didn’t hesitate a bit and kneeled down to the ground and crawled to Fei like a dog. He stuck out his tongue and licked the dirt off of Fei’s boots. After he did that, he looked up and smiled flatteringly…….
Fei sneered as he shook his head, “How can someone who’s so arrogant yet afraid of death be worthy of being called a knight?”
“I’m not worthy, not worthy. I’m not a knight, I’m just an ordinary cavalry…… Your Majesty, I beg of your mercy……” The knight kneeled to the ground and kowtowed like there was no tomorrow. His high up arrogance had disappeared, and he shivered as if he was a wild dog who wanted to survive.
“I won’t kill you!” Fei said.
“Ah? Long live Your Majesty! Hail the king! Thanks you King Alexander for your kindness and greatness. I……” The cavalry was stoked and flattered Fei as much as he could.
Fei cut him off impatiently, “I won’t kill you, but……someone will.” After he said that, Fei beckoned at the teenage boy who had his throat sliced open. That teenage boy had fully recovered under the effects of the 【Normal Healing Potion】, and he was only a little bit tired now. He was standing in front of the crowd with support from his friends. After seeing King Alexander beckoning at him, he walked up excitedly and gave Fei a formal salute to greet the king.
“Warrior, what’s your name?” Fei asked with a smile.
“Tolis, Your Majesty, my name is Fernando-Torres.” The teenage boy silvered in excitement. In the previous Chambord Defense War, he joined the military recruitment on the last day, so hje was only able to guard the defense wall; he didn’t get a chance to participate in the real battle. But today, he had seen the blood boiling heroic scene of King Alexander dismantling and destroying the enemies almost all on his own. At that moment, King Alexander had become Torres’ role model and inspiration. Every young man had dreams of becoming a hero; Torres told himself that he had to become a great warrior just like King Alexander, even if he had to face cruel enemies and a cold death; nothing would stop him. That’s why when he saw the imperial cavalry and knights disrespecting the future queen Angela, he stood out first and reprimanded them.