After about three sleepless gallops, Dean left Yorkshire and entered Horshshire – luckily with two horses to carry him around, otherwise Dean would have been locked out when Yorkshire went under 'martial law'.

Although with the letter of appointment, he could leave smoothly, but the items on his body could only be maintained at the level of a midshipman, not to mention the trophy hand crossbow and crossbow, even the longbow would be an eyesore; Dean didn't want to see such a loss.

After all, no one wants to see unwarranted losses.

As for the spy's corpse?

After about a night's march that day, Dean did not drown it, but threw it into a woods near which there were no towns or villages at all—the beasts of the night were enough to help him deal with any traces; The surrounding droppings allowed Dean to confirm that there were a number of predatory animals in the woods, which were rarely set foot by humans.

And that's exactly what he needs.

The three days of near-continuous travel made Dean feel a fatigue beyond his imagination - and this fatigue reminded Dean that he was no longer the lone wolf of the terrible Hagaslo, but just a probationary knight who had gone to the Knights of Fecharon; At least, in terms of physical strength, that's it.

So, after entering the first town in County Horsh, Dean rested in an inn, with a hot bath, soft beds, and steaming food; And, of course, his horses were also resting - the finest fodder, and the innkeeper's scrubbing, which made the horses as dusty as Dean's suddenly come alive.

Of course, this is built on enough silver horns.

Thanks to the money bags of the Yorkist cavalry, Dean didn't have to think about exchanging his booty for Kimpton before he arrived in Vaubonshire.

Twenty-two days.

Dean traveled from the center of the Emerald Kingdom to Vauban County, the northernmost of the four northern counties of the Emerald Kingdom, which was close to the snowfield forest, and across the Northland Ice Fields from the White Night Kingdom.

Similarly, his destination, the Knights of Fecharon, was based in Tyre, Vaubon.

From Vauban to Tyre, it took three days again - the snow-covered roads between towns and villages delayed Dean for most of his time.

Including the day spent in Horntown, it was only four days away from the thirty days on the letter of appointment - it took twenty-two days, of which naturally because of the fact that some of the items were replenished, and the more and heavier the things were carried, the horses' degree had unconsciously dropped a lot, otherwise Dean would have been able to arrive in twenty days.

However, even so, Dean was much stronger than in the previous life, you know, in the previous life, because of money, he did not have horses, and although he was able to meet some good Samaritans to catch a carriage, he finally came to Tyre Territory forty-five days later, a full fifteen days.

Although this was already his greatest effort at that time, the head of the Knights of the Knights of Fecharon unceremoniously whipped him with thirty lashes, and then threw him to the sentry guard fifty miles away from the Knights of the Phacharon Knights.

And that's just the beginning!

About two days later, the henchmen of the Captain of the Knights of the Phacharon Knights kicked in the door, threw him into the snow, and then took the sword he had with him—the standard sword of the Central Knights of Dean was a rare weapon for the so-called knightly squires.

Just when Dean thought he was dead, the henchmen of the head of the Knights of the Fercharon returned again, looked at him who was not dead, and sneered at him with a dagger in the abdomen.

Then, departing again.

And this time, when Dean thought he was going to die, he was saved by Baron Tyre's party, who occasionally went out hunting.

It's just that Baron Tyre, who has a good heart, but has a very powerful eye, didn't really help him, and after listening to his story, he only asked the head of the Knights of Fecharon slightly, and after the other party indicated that he was strictly investigated, he sent him back to the Knights' station.

The next qiē is naturally self-evident.

In fact, before the outbreak of the Blood Moon War, Dean was subjected to inhuman treatment - insults and beatings had long been commonplace, and the real meal could not be eaten once in two days; However, it may be that the head of the Knights of the Fercharon was worried that the baron would intervene again, and did not really kill him.

has kept him alive, even if it's not as good as a dog.

That's just memory, though!

And this time......

Dean let out a sneer.

……

Four days later, after the morning sun had completely sprinkled the land and completely dispelled the snow and fog of the morning walk through the mountains and forests, Dean walked outside the only town in Tyre, with a sword at his waist and a leather backpack on his back—unlike the marquis and earl, Baron Tyre, who only had a town and four villages under his jurisdiction, and this was achieved by the accumulation of three generations.

Otherwise, it will only be more shabby.

In the same way, because of his territory, the baron did not have many armed forces, except for the personal guards, only the Knights of Fecharon.

However, despite the name of the Knights, except for the fact that the commander of the regiment was a real knight, the rest of the people were only a collection of knightly squires and young men in the Tyre territory, and the total number was a hundred-and-fact, for various reasons, this number was less than fifty, and this was already counting the auxiliary soldiers and other miscellaneous soldiers.

As for why this is happening?

Of course, it was the good deeds of the head of the Knights of Fecharon, which he had done for ten years before Dean arrived.

And the reason why he has been able to stay unnoticed is, of course, because of the help of someone else: the tax officer of Tyre.

In fact, the other party is the second person that Dean must kill after coming to Tyre.

Who is the first one?

Naturally, it was the head of the Knights of Fecharon.

About ten kilometers after leaving the town, a camp had gradually appeared in front of Dean - the headquarters of the Knights of Fecharon.

A barracks with a tower enclosed by a wooden fence.

Old, dilapidated is the biggest feature of this place.

And the guard standing in front of the camp, although he tried his best to straighten his chest, but hunger made him unable to do better, and the whole person looked weak, especially the biting cold wind, even in the daytime, which made the guard involuntarily tremble and shrink his neck.

However, after seeing Dean walking in, the guard still dutifully let out a loud shout-

"Stop, this is the Knights of Fecharon...... Who are you? ”

Perhaps seeing the long sword at Dean's waist, the guard asked with a little nervousness after a pause; Located on the border of the Emerald Kingdom, the Tyr Territory often encounters people with weapons.

Even though Dean didn't look like a robber or a barbarian, thinking of his own ability, the guard couldn't help but swallow as he looked at Dean as he got closer, and moved his steps back slightly.

He already had a plan, and if it wasn't right, he would immediately run to the depths of the barracks.

As for the so-called glory?

He was just a farmer in the military in the territory, and he was not a real knight, where did the glory come from.

Thankfully, though, Dean's next words comforted him.

"Central Knights, Trainee Knight Dean, come and report!"

Dean said this, his voice was loud and full of energy, which made the hunter-born guard stunned, and then, in a hurry, made a nondescript military salute, and said respectfully: "I have seen the knight master!" ”

"I want to see your leader!"

Dean said directly.

"Yes, Lord Knight!"

The hunter-turned-guard nodded, and ran towards the nearby sentry post, which was a wooden plank-like structure that resembled a house, albeit a little more rudimentary.

However, in the midst of the ice and snow, such a humble building could provide enough warmth, not to mention, there was a brazier inside, and the smoke rising from the crack in the window made Dean very sure that there was such a heating device in it; Of course, the head of Potts would never be in this post.

"What Tmd knight lord, in the Knights of Fecharon, except for the head of Potts, where is there any knight lord!"

A swearing voice came from inside the sentry post, and then a guard who was different from the previous one who was weak and shivering from the cold came out of it - this was a guard wearing a padded jacket over leather armor, and the other party had a hint of alcohol on his body, which showed what the other party had done in the sentry post before.

And he was holding a short sword with a sheath in his hand, the leather scabbard had long been worn out, but the other party held it in his hand without caring at all, and pointed at Dean with the tip of the sword: "Is it you, a daring fellow, who dare to pretend to be a knight?" Tsk, you still dare to carry weapons, don't you know that Tyr Ling prohibits carrying weapons at will? Bring it to me! ”

As he spoke, the slightly drunken guard saw the long sword at Dean's waist, and suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he grabbed the long sword at Dean's waist regardless of it.

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