Chapter 46 You can kneel down and bark like a dog

Silver Moon Castle, meeting room.

Viscount Silver Moon sat alone in the hall, rubbed his brows, and sighed with a frown.

He had not slept well for a single day since the evil spirit incident.

Those ignorant lower-class people only thought that the Kubero Manor was haunted and treated this matter as a casual talk after dinner, but only he knew how serious the real situation was.

That was an evil spirit!

The legendary evil undead creature!

If it is not handled properly, the entire Stone Bell City may become a ghostland!

In order to deal with the evil spirit in the manor, he has lost a great knight and five knights, and his flesh is almost bleeding.

But after such a great sacrifice, the evil spirit is still alive and kicking, and even because it devoured the souls of six knights, it has become more ferocious and terrifying.

If the evil spirit is not eliminated as soon as possible, the situation will only get worse!

When he thought of this, Viscount Silver Moon couldn't help but hate Kubero who had been locked up in the cell.

If this idiot hadn't been unable to watch over his wife, allowing her to be deceived by the Spark Cult and bring the evil blood-colored flower into the manor, and if he hadn't blocked the news when someone died later because he was worried about his reputation being affected, things wouldn't have developed to the point where they couldn't be reversed.

This idiot who harms others and himself, killing him ten times won't relieve the anger in his heart!

After taking a few deep breaths, Viscount Silver Moon calmed down his anger and asked the clerk beside him: "Are all the recruits here?"

"All here, sir." The clerk bowed and said, "They are all waiting in the reception hall in front."

Viscount Silver Moon hummed, stood up and walked outside.

To destroy the evil spirit, the combat power of his men alone is definitely not enough, and some mercenaries or wandering knights must be recruited from outside.

To deal with powerful and terrifying evil spirits, one more knight's combat power is good.

It's a pity, if only a wizard could be found.

Not those liars who are called wizards but actually only pretend to be gods, but real wizards.

They are the real professionals in dealing with evil spirits.

But wizards always keep their whereabouts secret, and Viscount Silver Moon didn't know where to find them for a while.

"I heard that the second son of the former Flash Baron became a wizard. I don't know if it's true or a rumor?"

While thinking, Viscount Silver Moon had already arrived at the reception hall.

He glanced around and saw more than 20 people sitting in the hall, almost all of them were strong men in their thirties or forties wearing armor.

Knights who are not of noble origin usually have to be promoted to knights in their thirties or forties because of the poor quality of their breathing training and the lack of resources.

And generally speaking, knights are the end point. Unless there is an adventure, it is impossible to be promoted to a great knight in a lifetime.

So for those sitting in the hall now, it is good to have a peak knight, and there is no hope for a great knight.

There was one person whose dress was more conspicuous, which made Viscount Silver Moon look at him more involuntarily.

Not only did the man wear a thin gray robe, but he also wore a night owl mask on his face, which was particularly conspicuous among the armored knights.

However, those who can sit here have all been preliminarily assessed and confirmed to have knight-level strength, so Viscount Silver Moon did not say much, and went straight to the first seat at the back of the hall and sat down, waving his hand to signal the secretary.

The secretary immediately stepped forward, looked around and said: "First of all, thank you all for coming to participate in the recruitment. We have explained the specific situation on the recruitment form, but I still want to remind you that the evil spirit in the Kubero Manor is very powerful. Even as strong as a knight, he will die if he is not careful. Even so, do you still want to participate?"

Everyone's face remained unchanged.

The news that several knights died in Kubero Manor has long been a hot topic in Shizhong City, and they certainly know it.

In this case, they still came to participate in the recruitment, and they were obviously prepared psychologically.

"I only have one question." A burly man said in a muffled voice, "Is the bounty of one thousand gold coins real?"

The clerk glanced at the man and nodded, "Of course it is true. The thousand gold coins will be divided equally among everyone present according to their strength. If anyone unfortunately dies in the manor, we will also send the money to the family members designated by that person."

Hearing this, the knights present showed joy.

More than 20 people share one thousand gold coins. Even the weakest one should be able to get 20 to 30 gold coins, right?

This is almost equivalent to their income for three or four years!

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded.

"If I am the only one participating, will all the thousand gold coins be mine?"

As soon as this was said, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became stagnant.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and found that it was the guy wearing a mask who was unique and eccentric.

"Tsk, what a big tone."

"Do you know what you are talking about?"

"Want to take a thousand gold coins by yourself? Hey, I just don't know if you have the strength to do that?"

"I haven't seen such a rampant guy for a long time."

Many malicious eyes gathered on the masked man.

Who is easy to mess with when they come out to be mercenaries and wandering knights these days?

Seeing someone more arrogant than themselves, many people were immediately unhappy.

"Boy, if you want to take the bounty by yourself, you have to get past me first."

A burly man stood up, patted the iron axe on his back, and stared at the masked man with unfriendly eyes.

"Looking at how arrogant you are, you must have a few tricks up your sleeve. Let's compete. If whoever loses, kneel down and bark like a dog, and then quit. Do you dare?"

Someone recognized the strong man as a well-known wandering knight, whose strength had already reached the level of a high-level knight, and looked at the masked man with a hint of schadenfreude.

"That's a good idea!"

"Haha, let's have a fight!"

"Whoever gives in is a coward!"

"Boy, please agree quickly. Are you afraid?"

The knights clamored.

Viscount Yinyue watched this scene with cold eyes and did not say anything to stop it.

To be honest, he was also a little curious about the masked man's background.

Anyone who dares to say such things on such occasions is either an idiot or very confident in his own strength.

He intuitively felt that the masked man was not the former.

Under the gaze of everyone, the masked man, or rather Sunan, just nodded calmly.

"That's a good suggestion, that's it."

Su Nan raised his head and met the strong man's eyes, a strange light appeared in the eyes behind the mask.