Chapter 339: Live cause: life is too hard (1/3)
Chapter 339 Living cause: Life is too hard (13)
Patroll Knight...
Until the end of the viscount's speech, the remains of the guards were buried in the cemetery by Ian and the viscount.
Until the boy returned to his home after a long absence, lay on the bed, and looked at the little fish he kept by the window sill, which was still dying and struggling to live.
The word was still flashing in his mind.
To put it bluntly, patrolling knights are an independent armed force directly under the emperor. They have a lot of responsibilities, such as delivering the emperor's secret orders, executing court punishments, and arresting sentenced nobles and ministers; managing the imperial secret files. Library (commonly known as the Imperial Book of Hate), the right to investigate and interrogate crimes in a general sense, formal knights can also have the right to arrest and judge on the spot, their duties hinder the monitoring of nobles' movements in various places, eliminate corrupt nobles and ministers, and secretly arrest spies and traitor and so on.
It can be seen that even the most common right of patrolling knights is a privilege among privileges for ordinary knights.
This organization was not originally organized by the late Emperor Inaiga II, but it flourished in his hands and became a sharp knife for controlling nobles and ministers.
Even now, in the harshest curse spoken by nobles everywhere, ‘Let the inspector knights seal up your ancestral grave! ’ is still a very commonly used term, which shows the rights and domineeringness of the inspector knights in the past.
After the death of Inaiga II, the Patrolling Knights were briefly cleaned up and disbanded, and were declared to be an evil persecution and spy organization. There were even "Patrolling Knights secretly kidnapping the blood of the descendants of nobles from all over the world for bioalchemy experiments." 'Such a sensational legend.
No one can say clearly whether it is true or not, but Ian thinks that it should be something done by the School of Gnosis, and it should have nothing to do with the Patrol Knights.
In fact, because of the first knight, the elite patrolling knights are also responsible for the safety of the emperor when he travels, but this is actually only the responsibility of Hilliard, and other emperors of all dynasties will form their own royal relatives. Guards and Knights are in charge.
Theoretically speaking, the Patrol Knights have actually been disbanded once.
But as the Defender Axel gradually sat down on the chair under him, the Patrolling Knights quickly reorganized.
But this time, it became a genuine special force organization, directly under the emperor and only responsible to the emperor.
Compared with the period of Inaiga II, the inspector knights under Axel’s command had greater actual power—regardless of whether their internal corruption was serious or not, they all represented the face of the emperor. When chasing a knight, it is full of fear.
And therein lies the problem.
"Did Viscount Grant also know the identity of my Hilliard disciple?"
Lying on the bed, Ian frowned: "Although it feels a bit nonsense, why did he recommend me to be a patrol knight?"
Although according to the words of the Viscount, he can only introduce himself to the Marquis of Nanling, whether the matter can be accomplished depends on his own efforts.
But for nobles, being able to recommend this matter means that they are 70% sure of 100%.
Optimistic about yourself? Want to cultivate your own cronies in the Patrolling Knights? That's not to say it's impossible, this is actually what a normal nobleman should think—but if Viscount Grant has this strength, then he shouldn't just be a second-level entrapped in Nanling!
"No."
Ian sat up, and he thought to himself: "This Viscount, although he doesn't know the exact time, he did become the third energy level within six years."
"Could it be that, until now, I still underestimated the Viscount?"
That's not the case.
Ian thought about it, and felt that there might be a dual relationship between the 'Great Labyrinth' and 'Nanling Peace'.
The emergence of the Great Labyrinth of the South China Sea will definitely attract a large number of investors and adventurers, and the natives will naturally surrender completely after losing their main combat effectiveness and spiritual support.
In this way, Port Harrison and the entire southern part of Nanling really became the back garden of the Viscount.
Whether it is obtaining potion materials or political status, Viscount Grant will get a huge promotion in the next few years... and when he becomes the third level, he will be on an equal footing with the Governor of South Ridge Province, the Marquis of Barton .
Even now, the Viscount who has contributed to opening the Great Labyrinth, pacifying the natives, and expelling the other fleets of the Three Kingdoms, if he wants to rely on his father’s relationship with his father, recommend himself to be an apprentice in the Patrol Knights...
"It's not impossible—anyway, it's me who is in trouble, and he only needs to mention it."
After figuring this out, Ian nodded instead: "Classic tricks, I can't do it, and it doesn't take him a lot of effort. It's his credit for me to do it, and I have to say thank you."
As for being a patrol knight or not...
Nonsense, for sure!
A bewildered man like his senior brother Wiggs can be a patrol knight, so why can't he?
Not to mention just an apprentice, from this line, you can observe the current situation of the empire from the inside.
Whether it is to inquire about news or collect information for the future, it is definitely the most convenient and quickest way.
Not to mention, since he was recommended by Viscount Grant, he can naturally avoid many kinds of gazes, commonly known as the black under the lamp.
The honor of the knight is no longer important after Viscount Grant announced it in public. Ian's name has been registered, and it only needs to be sent to Nauman City, and then sent to the imperial capital for confirmation and stamping will become a fact.
Now, Ian only needs to wait for the viscount to prepare his due 'knight armor' and 'knight saber' before he can set off.
As for the line of inspecting knights, you also need to go to Nauman City and report to the Marquis of Barton.
Because the Marquis of Barton was the personal guard brought out by Axel from the iron cavalry in the east, and then became a patrol knight who beheaded and failed for the emperor. Finally, after being seriously injured in an **** battle, he was killed by Axel. Feeling that he has made great contributions, he was asked to step down from the front line and serve as the governor of Nanling.
Actually, this is a bit of a stretch. A third-level powerhouse without much background can hold the position of marquis. No matter how hard he works, he is not qualified to be the governor of the province.
But because this province is Nanling, it is not a big problem.
The Marquis of Barton is obviously not a person who cares about enjoyment, and he is also a typical martial arts nobleman. The mountain people and various aborigines in Nanling can't turn the sky in his hands. The most difficult to deal with, the aborigines of the Redwood Forest and the Viscount Grant helped him block it. , life is actually quite comfortable.
With this relationship, Viscount Grant recommended Ian to him.
"In a sense, this will probably be my first trip after becoming a knight."
Getting up from the bed, Ian looked at the little fish by the window.
He stared at the little fish that he used to predict the future and starved for four days, but it never died, and then sighed: "You, you are too alive."
"Theoretically, I can live up to two or three days, but in the end it just lasted for four days—this greatly affected my detection accuracy, although there will be no difference from the results."
Poured some of the fish food he had prepared for it, and Ian shook his head slightly: "I'll let you go tomorrow, after all, I have Frost Butterfly now."
Cause: Life is too hard.
After feeding the fish, Ian turned his attention to the top of his head.
There, a primitive goblin was still flapping its wings gently.
(end of this chapter)
