However, he wasn't too averse to this kind of petty cleverness that excelled at seizing opportunities.

Ordinary people living at the bottom of society have pitifully few opportunities to change their lives.

People who can keenly grasp such opportunities may not have much ability, but they are at least smart.

An ambitious and clever follower versus a dull-witted servant with no ambition—any normal person would know which to choose.

Loyalty?

He never believed in such things.

1% loyalty and 99% loyalty, to him, made no difference.

As soon as this knight spoke, he knew that his gamble had paid off.

If he didn't intend to take him as a follower, he wouldn't be speaking to him so politely.

“I do need a follower.”

Rhode tugged at the reins, his tone like a bestowal.

Since he wanted to package himself as a knight, how could he not have a follower?

In this world, a proper knight wasn't just someone with a suit of armor and a warhorse.

Such knights could only be considered the lowest of the low in the knightly class.

The family had declined, and they only had the status of a knight, but none of the treatment and status that a knight should have.

They could only rely on their status to bully commoners who had no power.

Not to mention nobles, even ordinary knights would look down on such impoverished knights who didn't even have a few followers.

After all, the reason why knights could be called the bottom of the noble class was because they enjoyed all the privileges that only nobles could enjoy.

Manors, followers, territories, serfs...

This was the foundation of a noble.

Without the corresponding treatment and foundation, just relying on force to try to enter this circle?

That was a bit of wishful thinking.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, a knight with a wealthy family background...

In addition to a mount, should also have a horse to carry spears, swords, helmets, armor, and other supplies.

He also needed a person to carry armor, a warrior follower, and several male servants, guards, and bodyguards.

Calling them knights was actually a small team in itself.

This was also why wars between nobles often only had dozens or hundreds of knights fighting.

In reality, the number of soldiers and followers participating in the battle was often hundreds or thousands.

Therefore, if he wanted to package himself as a noble knight, he couldn't have too few followers.

“I can give you a chance to become a servant who serves me, but whether you can pass this test depends on your luck.”

Rhode's gaze was meaningful.

To become his follower, a little cleverness wasn't enough.

Whether he could pass the upcoming elimination round depended on how lucky this guy was.

“Sir, thank you for your kindness!”

“Jack will swear to be loyal to you until death.”

Jack knelt on the ground with a face full of gratitude, placing his hand on his chest to offer his loyalty.

Swish!

Rhode slowly drew the sword from his waist and gently tapped Jack's shoulders three times.

It was considered accepting his allegiance.

“Remember the name of the person you are loyal to, Rhode!”

“Get up!”

Rhode casually tossed out a small cloth bag, and spoke as Jack looked on blankly.

“From today on, you are my follower.”

“Take this money to settle your family. From now on, your life does not belong to anyone, nor does it belong to your lord, it only belongs to me, and only I can take it away.”

Rhode looked down at Jack condescendingly, and a pair of deep and indifferent dark eyes made Jack's heart couldn't help but jump wildly.

This knight's aura was so terrifying.

Touching the goosebumps on his arm, Jack felt a sense of numbness in his back.

This feeling reminded him of when he had encountered a brown bear in the forest and was chased by it, he had a similar feeling.

It was as if he would die in the next second.

If he hadn't been fast since he was a child, he would have died in the forest that time.

This was the most profound memory of his life, and also the closest he had been to death.

And now, he had the same feeling again.

Moreover, it was even more terrifying than the last time.

“Settle your family’s affairs, I’ll wait for you at the inn ahead. If you want to run away…”

Rhode smiled calmly.

His things were not so easy to take away.

Watching Rhode leave, Jack carefully opened the cloth bag in his hand.

Instantly, the dazzling golden light made him couldn't help but gasp.

Gold coins!

A whole bag of gold coins.

A flash of greed flashed in his eyes, and Jack's first thought was to take the bag of gold coins and run away.

With so many gold coins, why would he be a knight's follower? So much money was enough for him to move to another place and buy a large piece of land.

Hire a few serfs and become a carefree landlord.

Wouldn't that be much more free than being someone else's follower?

If he was lucky, he might even be able to get the status of a knight.

Completely change the fate of the family.

But in the next second, those deep eyes couldn't help but flash in his mind, and he thought of the casual warning.

His restless thoughts gradually cooled down.

He gave him such a bag of gold coins so casually, even if he wanted to run away, where could he escape to?

Moreover, could he really escape?

If this knight didn't have enough confidence, would he dare to give him a bag of gold coins directly?

“What a terrifying fellow.”

Jack put the gold coins in his arms and muttered in a low voice.

So many gold coins, let alone being a follower, it would be enough to buy the lives of his entire family.

Following such a generous guy, he shouldn't regret it, right.

Riding his horse to the inn.

Feeling the respectful gazes around him, Rhode's attention was drawn to a notice posted on the wall.

“The king is seriously ill and needs a giant's heart to save his life. Whoever brings the giant's heart will receive a piece of land and the title of Baron.”

Giant's heart?

Rhode stroked his chin. Giants were very common in ancient times.

At that time, gods, humans, and various magical creatures lived together.

The giant race was said to be descendants of the ancient god Titan.

Titan created the world.

Allowing all living beings to have a place to live, and then the gods were born.

And Titan's children were the giants.

The original giants possessed terrifying power comparable to Titan, and even dared to challenge the authority of the gods.

However, the original giants were brutal and had huge appetites.

Usually, one meal would consume hundreds or thousands of creatures, and eventually the gods, unable to bear it, sealed the giants and exiled them outside the world.

However, the descendants of the original giants remained in this world.

That was the giant race.

Inheriting the thin bloodline of the original giants, they possessed a strong physique and the huge size of humans.

Like the original giants, they had a brutal nature and huge appetites.

However, this thing only existed in legends, and he had never seen a real giant.

Rhode directly called the boss over and asked.

“Has there been any trace of giants in this vicinity?”

Rhode was full of interest.

He was quite interested in creatures like giants.

After all, giants were magical creatures known for their strength and powerful physique.

Their strength was second only to overlords at the top of the food chain like dragons.

If he could sacrifice a giant, he would definitely receive a generous gift.

“Giants? Not really.”

The innkeeper glanced at Rhode cautiously, thought for a while, and said in a low voice.

“However, there is a legend in the villages near us that there is a floating island above the clouds, and there is a huge castle on the island, which is where giants live.”

“Inside the castle, there are endless riches and treasures.”

“However, how could such a legend be possible? The clouds are so high, no one could have gone up there.”

Saying that, the innkeeper shook his head, not believing the truth of this legend at all....

Let alone whether the clouds could bear the island.

Even if it could, who could climb up the clouds and come down safely?

Even a piece of iron would be smashed into an iron pancake.

Therefore, it was simply impossible.

“Go down.”

Rhode nodded thoughtfully and casually threw out a silver coin.

The innkeeper happily took the silver coin and left.

Island in the sky, giants...

So, this is the story of Jack and the Beanstalk.

Rhode stroked his chin, and a rough plot of the story appeared in his mind.

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