A Western fantasy journey that began with Game of Thrones

The old knight died on the night he knighted Renly.

Renly also understood why he insisted on following him on the journey. He wanted to be buried in the plain where his father and brother died in battle, not in an unknown village. This was what he had repeatedly told Renly to do before he died.

This was actually not difficult, because the road from Acorn Hall in the Riverlands to King's Landing, which was their original route, passed through that plain.

This road was also the route that the old knight had been patrolling for decades.

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Although they had faced countless deaths before, the people in the team still couldn't hide their grief after the old man died.

Compared to Renly, most of the survivors had been in contact with Knight Lerin for a long time. Although this knight was usually quite silent and didn't always like to talk, he had already won the respect of everyone in his post of protecting travelers day after day.

Renly was also a little sad about this, and even a little ashamed of deceiving the other party. But no matter how he felt, it was inevitable to continue on his journey.

The next morning, the team, which had lost members again, continued on the road, and then someone discovered that the green-armored knight leading the way seemed different from before.

"If I hadn't known that he was canonized last night, I would have thought that Lemon had already been a knight." A member of the assembly riding a horse at the back of the team said this to his companion beside him - after the team lost members, they were able to have one horse per person.

Staring at the figure in front, the companion nodded subconsciously.

It seemed that the tall figure riding the horse in front was nothing special. His back was straight, and he held the reins with both hands and walked forward with his head held high. But compared with what he had seen before, he seemed to be more stable.

It was not the stability of temperament, but the posture of sitting upright on the horse.

Although they didn't pay much attention to the sitting posture of the man on the horse, they had some impression. It was like a rookie who had just learned to ride a horse not long ago. Although he could ride the horse normally, his posture was not very flexible, and even looked quite clumsy.

However, at this moment, the figure sitting quietly on the horseback seemed like a towering mountain. No matter how bumpy the ground was, he did not seem to be nervous at all, but calm and relaxed.

Like a senior knight who had been riding for many years.

"Maybe he was hit." A middle-aged man riding a horse behind them shook his head and sighed.

Although the specific situation was not clear, everyone in the team now knew that the dead Knight Lerin was related to the emerging Lemon leader. The old man always called Lemon to talk a few days before his death, mostly some words of advice. The team size has shrunk a lot, so they have all heard it.

"What does this have to do with being hit?" others questioned.

"It's a big deal. There is a..."

...

The conversation behind him was faint, and normal people probably couldn't hear it, but Renly was not a normal person, so he could hear it clearly. He shook his head speechlessly, feeling that gossip seemed to exist in everyone.

But the people behind him were not wrong. He was indeed different from yesterday or before.

After being canonized as a knight by the old man, he naturally completed the first task of the dungeon, and the reward he received was that his riding skill level was upgraded to Lv6.

Renly felt that this level was already the level that some senior knights could have. Sitting on the horse, he had a vague feeling of being integrated with the black horse under him.

Of course, this was just a metaphor, not so mysterious, but he was quite relaxed and comfortable on the road. He didn't even need to pay much attention. On the horseback, he could subconsciously adjust his sitting posture following the bumps of the horse, which was enough to avoid some discomfort.

This made him feel a little regretful. He felt that if he could receive more tasks after entering the dungeon, maybe he wouldn't have to learn anything at all. Just completing various tasks would be enough to make him a top knight.

Thinking of this, Renly's ears suddenly moved, and then he turned his head to look behind him.

Six or seven members of the assembly rode horses, and two strong ones sat on the ox cart with the two bound captives. At the same time, the old knight's body covered with hay was also placed on it.

This is their current team.

But Renly was not looking at his own team at the moment, but at the deep fertile field behind the team. His face gradually became solemn, and he even picked up a longbow hanging from the horse bag.

The people in the team looked at each other, and then turned their heads to look behind them, and then they found a group of small black dots approaching quickly at the end of their sight.

"Enemy?"

"Why did they suddenly catch up?"

"Damn it, get ready for battle!"

...

After a slightly panicked commotion, there was a sound of metal weapons being unsheathed. Relying on the previous battle, although there were not many of them at this time, they were all wearing leather armor and iron swords, and even four or five of them were equipped with bows, which was basically a replacement for a cannon.

The small black dots in the distance seemed to be much more numerous than them, but they were not without the power to fight at this time.

However, when the black dots gradually enlarged and were finally visible, the people in the team immediately breathed a sigh of relief - they were their own people!

"Did Matt find reinforcements?"

"That must be the case."

"Why did they come from behind?"

The voices of discussion told of their relaxation at this moment, which was no wonder, because the ones coming were a group of knights in silver-plated armor, and their rainbow cloaks fluttering as their horses ran were particularly conspicuous in the sun.

That was a group of warrior sons!

There were about forty or fifty warrior sons, and the way they ran together really had the momentum of a large army attacking. Renly, who put down his bow, was completely relieved.

After rushing on the road, they were afraid that the enemy would appear again, but at this moment, it was not the enemy but a group of church knights who came, which seemed to mean that they were no longer in danger.

Not long after, the warrior sons ran close, and the sound of reeling in the horses and slowing down was heard repeatedly. The members of the assembly looked at Renly, and after seeing him nod, a senior member rode up to negotiate with one of the knights who came over, and the rest stood there waiting.

Renly found that there was someone pointing in his direction while talking, which was not what he expected. Not long after, a middle-aged knight who seemed to be the leader of this group of warrior sons came trotting over.

"Sir Lemon?"

He asked.

Renly bowed in response. Seeing this, the other party said, "I am Mori Grey, the leader of the Warrior Sons in Stonetown. I heard about you in that village before. Can we talk alone?"

This person had no expression on his face when he spoke, but his words sounded polite. Renly had no objection, so he followed this middle-aged knight who looked a bit short and strong and rode away.

Only when they were far away from the team did the other party speak again: "Has he not been buried yet?"

It was self-evident who he was talking about, and he obviously knew the old knight. Renly replied: "He hopes to be buried near the Golden Avenue in front."

Knight Murray sighed after hearing this, and seemed to know something about the old knight, but he did not say much, but changed the subject: "You have made great contributions, Sir Lemon. Since Sir Lerin made you a knight before his death, I think I can understand what he wanted to express."

He paused, then stared at Renly with deep blue eyes, and said in a serious tone: "It's just that I can't absorb you into the Warrior's Son for the time being, because I think you still need to be taught."

Renly was stunned when he heard this.