Demon Sword God

After leaving the Magicians Association, Mu Lin didn't stop too much and took Qingqing and Bekas directly to the Knights Association on the other side of the city.

As the Knights Association, a sub-organization of the Continental Warriors Association, its appearance is obviously much shabbier than the Magicians Guild that Mu Lin visited just now. Although the Knights Association of Yicheng is the general association of the southern continent, the status of knights in the army

After all, it cannot keep up with the magicians. Therefore, the walls of the Knights Guild are dozens of centimeters lower than those of the Magic Association. The gatekeepers of the Knights Association have also changed from sixth-order monsters to third-order knights. But obviously, the two third-order knights who guard the gates have to

They were more devoted to their duties than Warcraft. At least the two knights guarding the gate did not sleep, although they were both sitting and chatting with the people around them.

Mu Lin took out the medal of the fourth-level knight from his pocket and hung it on his chest. A guard just glanced at the medal on Mu Lin's chest and continued chatting with the person next to him.

"By the way, aren't you a fifth-level knight?" Mu Lin suddenly remembered the medal on Bekas's chest the day he left the forest.

"Do you have such a young fifth-level knight in your family?" Bekas asked angrily.

"Oh, yes! Then that medal of yours..."

"Ahem, the decorations I bought..." Bekas quickly turned his face away.

"I just said that a fifth-level knight can't be that good." Mu Lin nodded in realization and then turned to Qingqing, "You think so."

"Yeah." Qingqing nodded in agreement.

"Tch." Bekas put his head in his hands and snorted angrily.

At the counter, Mu Lin handed over his knighthood medal to the female receptionist who was responsible for handling the formalities. The female receptionist placed Mu Lin's medal on a special magic instrument and scanned it, then said to Mu Lin helplessly.

"Are you Mu Lin Sawyer's relatives?"

"Why do you ask?" Mu Lin looked puzzled.

"The knight of this medal, Mu Lin Sawyer, was registered as killed in action three years ago, so this medal has been invalidated." The female receptionist looked at Mu Lin with regret.

The young man looks similar to Mu Lin Sawyer in the medal registration image. The two should be biological brothers, except that the color of his eyes and hair are different, and the young man in front of him looks more

He is younger, but the Sawyer family has been destroyed in the war. This man... should be the illegitimate son of Count Sawyer.

"It's strange. It's obviously invalid, how can it still be used?" The female receptionist played with the Oracle Medal curiously, and then put the Oracle Medal into the medal recycling basket aside.

Killed in action! Killed in action! Killed in action——

Mu Lin's mind kept echoing the female receptionist's words.

I was actually... identified as... killed in battle?

For a moment, the prominent feeling of loss quickly subsided from Mu Lin's head.

"I remember correctly, the stingy guy's name seems to be Mu Lin Sawyer." Bekas tugged at the corner of Qingqing's clothes and whispered.

Qingqing made a silent gesture towards Bekas.

"Are you the illegitimate son of Count Sawyer?" the female receptionist asked tentatively. After all, this kind of question is not very polite, but it is necessary for the follow-up procedures.

"Uh..." Mu Lin hesitated, not knowing how to answer, and this hesitation made the receptionist confirm that the handsome young man with a cold expression in front of her was the illegitimate son of Count Sawyer.