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Chapter 116 Investiture Ceremony, King of Knights—Abel Guy

The so-called list only had the name of 'Jessepher', and no one was surprised.

Whether in terms of strength or character, Jessepher has gained their recognition. Thomas sent Marvin to visit and investigate many times. Jessepher's family background is innocent and there is nothing abnormal.

"Those who have objections to Jesse's appointment as the twelfth Knight of the Round Table can raise their objections now."

Thomas looked around at everyone. After waiting for a moment, no one spoke. He turned to look at Abel, "Commander Abel, please excuse me."

Abel opened his eyes, with a hint of power in his eyes, and nodded silently.

Nowadays, no guarantee is required to enter the Knights. You can join as long as you pass the assessment. But this is not the case for the Knights of the Round Table. As the knights of the guard closest to the lord, the Knights of the Round Table have strong strength as the foundation, but loyalty and character are more important.

Therefore, if you want to join someone, you need someone in a high position as a guarantee, and among the Knights of the Round Table, only Abel has this power and status.

After settling the matter, several remaining issues were discussed before ending the meeting.

Cliff said in a tired tone: "After secretly testing that guy Jessefor for so long, it's not easy to finally get Mr. Thomas to accept him."

In fact, this group of people had long agreed to Jesse's joining, but Thomas was very strict, conducting assessments and reexaminations over and over again.

Cliff, who has the ability to walk in the shadows, was also asked to follow up and observe every day and night, and report in a timely manner.

Everyone walked out of the knight's hall. Thomas and Marvin were still discussing official matters inside, while Abel went to the mansion office to report to the lord.

Anthony asked doubtfully: "With the addition of Jesse, there will be thirteen of us. What about the leader?"

Harvey glared at him, "Why do you think so much? The lord didn't let the leader join, there must be some deep meaning in it."

Inside the office.

Ron looked at the document submitted by Abel, which stated that Jessef would become the twelfth seat of the Knights of the Round Table, and the guarantor at the bottom was - Abel Guy, marked with the position, Captain of the Knights.

He raised his head after reading. In front of him, Abel stood tall and respectful. When he saw the lord's reaction, his facial expression was serious, but actually he was nervous inside.

From the contents of the document, it is not difficult to infer that it was written by Thomas. Being so detailed must have been carefully thought out. This did not violate the definition of a Knight of the Round Table. Ron did not refuse. After all, it was his subordinates who wanted to complete the mission of his lord. Efforts made based on desire.

Abel was relieved to receive a positive reply from the lord. Just as he was bowing and preparing to leave, Ron's voice came.

"You should prepare for the awarding ceremony in a while."

Abel was stunned, but seeing that the lord had no intention of saying more, he bowed and left the office.

Ron raised his eyes and chuckled. This was one of the deals between him and the king. The Arnold family had an alliance with the royal family and were equal in status. To a certain extent, the Arnold Territory could be regarded as a country within a country, with autonomy. Right, and can be awarded the title of knight just like the royal family!

The title of knight awarded by him is also recognized by the royal family, and he has certain rights when walking in the kingdom.

When Ron proposed this power, King Meredith easily agreed. For the king, this was a rare benefit.

In the king's mind, Ron's request was naturally for the fifth-level knight Sig, but he would not have thought that the knight being decorated was Abel Guy.

Ron gave the Knights of the Round Table great power, completely overriding the Knights. As the leader of the Knights, Abel was in an awkward situation. Although he could make others take orders, he did not have the corresponding position, which made him look nondescript.

Therefore, Ron came up with this idea and awarded him a title of honor!

Thinking of this, Ron looked at Joyce aside and said: "Joyce, please inform Rosalind and ask her to customize a set of clothes for the investiture ceremony. It is for Abel. It must be the best." of."

Rosalind had opened a clothing store before, so she naturally knew this aspect best. From the selection of fabrics to the design of clothing, Ron was very strict.

"Yes, Lord Lord."

Joyce immediately understood. She also knew a little bit about the Knights of the Round Table, but she didn't expect that the lord would do this for Mr. Abel.

After explaining the matter, Ron suddenly asked, "I heard that you have been living in the library annex recently? There should be no resting place in there."

Joyton lived there, and because of the influence of the territory, more rare books could be purchased. She was so fascinated by reading every night that she forgot the time to go back to her room to sleep, so she stayed in the annex to rest.

The lord mentioned it at this time, perhaps to warn her. Just as Joyce was about to speak, Ron's voice sounded again.

"If you like the atmosphere of the annex, I will ask Mr. Colin to add an extra room in the annex as your bedroom. If there is anything you need to add to the room, just go to Diana."

Ron's words made Joyce stunned. After thinking about it carefully, he felt relieved and said: "Thank you."

Just a simple thank you. Ron had become accustomed to Joyce's style. He nodded slightly and continued to review the paperwork.

What he didn't notice was that Joyce stared at him for a few seconds, lowering his head with slightly red cheeks, trying to cover up his turbulent mood by attending to official duties.

Huh.

Ron let out a sigh and carefully read the paperwork he had just read. The sound he made made Joyce's heart tighten.

"Lord, what's wrong?" Joyce asked pretending to be calm.

After reading the paperwork again, Ron chuckled and said, "I didn't expect that this tough problem was solved by that guy Anthony. I really didn't expect it. I have to give him some rewards and let me think about it."

He moved the document to the side, and Joyce immediately stood up and walked over, bending slightly to pick it up and look at it. This document was sent by Abel just now and had not passed through her hands, so she did not know the content on it.

Viscount Fast originally surrendered to Ron, but now that the Arnold Territory has defeated the Eugene Territory, Earl Eugene has become completely cold, and there is a fourth-level strongman under Ron's command!

Viscount Fast was even more obedient to Ron. After he returned to the territory, Viscount Fast would send letters every day, and the letters were full of useless words.

For example, the weather is nice today, Baron, what did you eat in the morning? I got a treasure by accident and wanted to give it to him.

As if he was trying to lick a dog, Ron only replied to the other party with a letter - don't come.

Now it seems that it is indeed necessary to write a formal letter to Viscount Fast.

Ron thought, if the other party's performance satisfies him, it's not impossible to give him a reward.

You know, Earl Eugene's territory is still in his own hands. It was a forced gift from the king. Because it was too far away from Arnold's territory and difficult to manage, Ron did not take over immediately.

So now there is no formal manager. The royal family has sent the honorary Lord to temporarily manage the territory to prevent civil strife in the territory, just waiting for Ron to take over.

The Eugene Territory covers a very large area, and although it is not the richest in products, it is considered very good among the earls.

Ron continued to think deeply about how to maximize the benefits of Eugene's land.

The headquarters building of the Knights of the Round Table, the room of the Knights Commander.

Jessef looked up at the door number, knocked on the door, and Abel's majestic voice came from inside.

"come in."

He opened the door and walked in, and saw a man with his back to the desk, looking through the window at the training ground under the building, where a group of new knights were practicing for a competition.

This man is the leader of the Knights - Abel Guy.

Jessefor came to the table and stopped, saluted and called out, "Master, what do you want from me?"

Abel did not turn around to look at him, but said calmly: "Take the documents on the table and read them. If you have no objection, just sign them."

Hearing this, Jesseff frowned, turned his eyes and saw that there was indeed an open file on the table. He picked it up and looked at it, and his heart suddenly shivered.

The twelfth seat of the Knights of the Round Table!

why me?

For a moment, this thought appeared in Jessefor's mind. He was only at the first level of strength and was far inferior to everyone in the Knights of the Round Table. How could he be qualified to hold the twelfth seat?

Although Abel did not turn his head, he guessed what he was thinking, and his majestic and intimate words reached Jessepher's ears.

"The Knights of the Round Table are only loyal to the Lord. If you have such thoughts in your heart, don't doubt yourself, and don't question the choice of the Lord and all of us."

These words were said calmly, but they hit Jesseforth's heart like a heavy hammer, making him feel excited all over.

He looked down at the document in his hand again. It turned out that it represented approval, including the approval of the Lord and the Knights of the Round Table.

The next second, Jesseff looked solemn and saluted: "I accept the order and will definitely live up to the expectations of the lord and your lords."

Hearing the sonorous answer from behind, Abel finally showed a smile on his face, turned around and said, "Let me talk to you about the meaning of the Knights of the Round Table. The Knights of the Round Table were established by the lord, and their status among everyone Equality, no distinction between superior and inferior.”

After explaining the so-called Knights of the Round Table to Jessefor, Abel finally said: "Don't call yourself a subordinate in the future."

"I understand. Please tell me, Captain, after I serve as a Knight of the Round Table, apart from protecting and obeying the lord, do I have any other responsibilities? Are there any tasks that I must perform?"

Jessef nodded clearly and then asked.

His words stunned Abel. Is there any?

Abel's expression remained normal, his mind turned over and over again, and he uttered a sentence for a long time, "The lord once said that to protect the territory is to protect him."

Hiss~

Hearing this, Jesse's eyes widened and he recalled the scene when he first met the lord. He nodded heavily to Abel, "I understand, Lord Captain."

After saying that, he saluted and left the group leader's room. Abel was a little confused. What do you understand? That's it!

——

A few days later.

Knights of the Round Table headquarters building, inside the Knights Hall.

Anthony was sitting in his own exclusive chair, eating an ice cream with a leisurely look on his face. The others stared at him, but they didn't say anything.

Because whether it is the throne that Anthony sits on or the ice cream, they are all rewards from the lord.

Everyone secretly cursed and stared directly at him and his chair. Anthony didn't feel anything at all, but felt smug.

This chair was not a direct reward. The lord only gave him a chance to find Hadyi to forge equipment, but this kid asked Hadyi to build an extraordinary seat.

He moved this special-effects chair into the Knights Hall because the chair was larger than others and had metal armrests on both sides. When Anthony sat on it, the backrest was half a head higher than him, making him look very powerful. Domineering.

The ice cream he was eating was one serving a day for a month. Although others can buy it for themselves, the meaning is different, as you can tell by looking at Anthony's expression while eating.

At this time, Ibuprofen asked quietly: "Are you comfortable sitting down?"

"That's right, you don't like ice cream, how about you give me your share in the future?" Cliff also said.

"It's comfortable. How can it be uncomfortable? This is a gift from the lord. It's quite comfortable."

Anthony looked like he wanted to be beaten, and he bit the last few words extremely hard, and several people's fists were already hardened.

Sitting at the bottom of the table, it was the first time that Jessef met the Knights of the Round Table. He was surprised that everyone in the Knights of the Round Table had this kind of face, no, this true temperament in private. However, he also saw that everyone was not really angry. It's more like a different kind of competition.

He seemed to understand the definition of equality.

Seeing Jesse's distracted look, Taylor next to him nudged him with his elbow, "What are you thinking about? Look at Anthony like that, don't you want to beat him?"

Hearing this, Jesseff was about to say something like respect, but then he thought of the meaning of the Knights of the Round Table, and changed his words to, "You can't win."

Taylor made a sound, "If you can't win now, it doesn't mean you can't win in the future. Besides, we have eleven seats and twelve seats, so we have to move up."

"Ah? Isn't this position fixed?" Jesse was surprised.

"Probably not, let me ask."

Taylor was not sure either. He shouted towards the seat opposite the round table: "Mr. Thomas, how are our seats arranged? I think it is most appropriate to arrange them according to their strength."

As soon as he said this, everyone looked at him one after another. Anthony didn't even eat the ice cream, and a playful smile appeared in his eyes, "Oh~ It seems that Taylor has something in mind. Come on, let's go out and practice. One practice.”

"Stop making trouble, we have to attend the regimental leader's medal ceremony later."

Thomas reminded, then looked at Taylor, "Your idea is good, I will discuss it with the group leader later."

Is this okay?

Jessefor was shocked again, and Taylor next to him wanted to speak. At this time, the door of the Knights Hall was pushed open, and Abel in full attire appeared at the door. Everyone looked over and opened their mouths with shock.

Damn, he’s so handsome!

"Let's go."

Abel greeted and turned to leave.

The main hall on the first floor.

In order to hold the investiture ceremony, the place was solemnly and grandly decorated. The surrounding walls were hung with various swords and shields. Flags were hung on the top as decorations. The knights stood on both sides, looking at each other. Look towards the center of the two-way steps at the front.

There were two people standing there, the lord Ron and the butler Mr. Egbert.

"Lord Lord."

Egbert called softly, and Ron nodded slightly. After receiving the signal, Egbert stepped forward and shouted in a solemn voice: "Please enter the Knights Commander Abel Guy."

After the words fell, outside the main hall, a man with a handsome face wearing white exquisite clothes stepped in.

As the man stepped forward, the single shawl behind the collar of his clothes fluttered, catching everyone's eyes and remembering this solemn moment in their hearts.

Abel walked across a short stretch of carpet and came directly to the bottom of the steps. He tossed his shawl with his left hand and bowed half-kneeling.

Then, Egbert's voice sounded, and he recited Abel's achievements, from stopping ten thousand monsters at the border of the Black Valley Forest to guarding the lord and other deeds.

Today, Abel's various achievements are known to everyone, and everyone is in awe and admiration.

At the end, Egbert's voice became passionate, "At this point, the lord will personally award Abel Guy the title of knight!"

As he spoke, he stepped aside and handed something to Ron's hand. It was a special status medal. It was both a status medal and a medal. The material was not just metal, but more like a fine gemstone. There are entries that Ron brushed. Although they are not purple, the effect is equally powerful.

In front of everyone, Ron said in a solemn tone: "As Lord Arnold, I grant Abel Guy the title of Knight King."

Everyone present stopped breathing for a moment.

King of Knights!

What an honor this is. This title contains the lord's high hopes and infinite trust in Abel.

"I, Abel Guy, swear this"

After an oath, Ron personally put on the identity tag for Abel and said with a smile: "From now on, you only need to pay half a salute when you see me, Knight King Abel Guy."