The money trapping plan came to a successful conclusion two days later. This time, a total of 21 first-level viscount knights, 79 second-level viscount knights, and 195 third-level lord knights were newly awarded. Except for those who are too old or too young, Not counting those with disabilities, the Third Knights actually increased their number by 220 knights. These two hundred and twenty people can be said to be of mixed quality. Under the advice of the officers, I decided to conduct a week-long training for the remaining new knights in order to screen out qualified knights.
The conditions for becoming a knight are actually very strict. In addition to having a noble background, you must also have a strong body and a certain culture. Most of these upstart knights meet the above three conditions. Of course, these are only the most basic ones, because what our third knight has to face is the mysterious and powerful black-robed organization, so I need these new knights to have steel-like will and strength. Super unnecessary courage.
Soon, under the high-intensity training of Stanton and others, the week-long newcomer training was over. Nearly half of the more than 200 people were eliminated, leaving only 130 people. And these 100 people thought they could finally For the newcomers, the real nightmare has just begun. . . . .
Just when Stan and the others started training the novice knights in full swing, Hewitt's grandfather passed away. When the old man died, he passed the Pirate King's treasure map to his grandson. After Hewitt got the treasure map, he quickly handed it to me, and I immediately found Montetier and Garr.
"Well, this map is indeed real. The biggest difference between it and the treasure map I got last time is here. You see, the locations marked in the treasure cave on Wuming Island are different. The locations on the real map are separated from those on the fake map. It's half a day away" Gal, who had been deceived once, spread out the fake picture he used last time and the real picture Hewitt brought together, pointing to the location of the cave marked in the two pictures respectively.
"Hewitt, did your grandfather say anything when he gave you the picture?" Montenegro can always find the key quickly.
"Well Grandpa asked me to give the picture to the leader, and he asked me to tell Mr. DiBoer not to believe his eyes." Hewitt said with some confusion.
"Don't believe your own eyes? What does this sentence mean?" I think this sentence must have a deeper meaning, maybe it is a hint, or maybe it is a mantra. . . . .
"Gaal, what did you see when you went to Unnamed Island last time?" Montetier looked at Gal opposite me and asked.
"It's nothing, right? It's just an ordinary island, except for those beasts that can eat people" Garr scratched his head, as if he was trying to think of a starting point.
"What kind of beast is it?" Monte asked in hot pursuit.
"It's just carnivorous rhinos, earth dragons, and panthers. They're very common. These beasts are also found on the mainland." Garr said disapprovingly.
"As far as I know, these beasts don't seem to actively attack humans. Why were you attacked by them?" Montetie seemed to have discovered a problem.
"I don't know about this. Anyway, they didn't attack us when we first arrived on the island, and I didn't see them. Later, we couldn't find the treasure cave and were attacked on the way back "
¡°That¡¯s it, I think Hewitt¡¯s grandfather told us that there are other people on the Nameless Island!¡± the masked man said confidently.
"What! Is there anyone else?" Gal, Hewitt and I exclaimed in unison.
"Since there are people on the island, why don't they take away the treasure?" I was the first to express the question in my heart.
"I can't guess this. I can only speculate that those beasts are driven by them, and it is very likely that they are lycanthropes."
"A lycanthrope?! Mr. Montetier, are you saying that it was a lycanthrope who drove the beasts to attack us on the Unnamed Island? But the lycanthrope is just a legend?" Gal didn't believe it.
"Who said lycanthropes are legends? Didn't you almost die at their hands? The only ones on this continent who can freely control various beasts are lycanthropes. Do you think they are still the Archangels under the Supreme Throne? Did Garter do it? (The legendary Archangel Garter is the god who rules the beasts in the world)" Montetier asked rhetorically.
"Well, I have also heard from the elders in the village that lycanthropes do exist, but their tribe is very small and most of them live in remote places. By the way, Lord Cremo's search team was in Proda last time. I've seen it in the valley." Hewitt agreed with Montetier's statement.
"But I've never heard of lycanthropes who like to hide treasures, gold and silver. I guess even if I give them a handful of gold coins, they won't know how to spend it?" Gal still didn't believe it.
"The beast-turned-people don't like gold and silver treasures. But the beast god they admire likes it very much" Just as we were talking.Suddenly, Lucas' old friend walked into the meeting hall leisurely with his hands behind his back.
"Hey! What are you talking about, old guy? Do you know what the god of lycanthropes is?" the masked man asked angrily. Since he started playing chess with Lucas, Montetie, who has always been proud of his superb chess skills, My son has never won. Seeing as it's lunch break now, I guess old man Lucas must be here to play chess with the masked man again.
"I said that you are not very old, but you are very angry. I asked you to learn more knowledge from me earlier, but you are still unwilling. Now you know that you are a frog in the well." Old man Lucas argued with the masked man and said, He carelessly sat down on the chair Hewitt moved for him.
"Have you heard of the Legend of the Ability God?" Monte nodded, indicating that he had heard about it.
"According to the records in the Book of Abilities, the beast-turned-humans worshiped a beast god in ancient times. This beast god was said to be completely black, capable of flying into the sky and diving into the sea. When he flapped his wings, he could call for wind and rain, and when he spoke, flames shot up into the sky. "
"Okay, okay, okay, can you, old man, tell me something specific?" Montenegro interrupted Lucas's reverie impatiently.
"Humph!" Lucas rolled his eyes at the masked man.
"Teacher Lucas, please stop arguing with this guy and tell us." I secretly kicked the masked man to signal him not to lose his temper at this time.
"Hey, look how stingy you make me sound. Forget it, I just won't argue with this kid." Old man Lucas finally continued to speak.
"I have done some research on the gods of the beast-turned-human beings in the Book of Alien Gods. I think the so-called gods of the beast-turned-human beings are the black dragons that have long been extinct on the mainland! Haha Don't be surprised, kid! If you don't believe it, you can go there yourself Read the book." Old man Lucas teased the masked man wantonly. Even I didn't expect that this rude person would be choked to the point of being speechless. . . .
"Well, I can understand if it's a black dragon. I heard that dragons like shiny things the most. I think it's likely that they occupy the treasure cave." Gal finally figured it out.
Black dragon? ! If it is really a black dragon, does that mean the treasure is on the unnamed island? How many would there be if the treasure were real? Now that we know about the Pirate King's treasure, will the man in black robe also know? If they knew, would we run into them? If the man in black robe had already taken action, how could the treasured child exist?
Many questions suddenly popped up in my mind, so I decided to go to the Unnamed Island to have a look for myself. I gave Hewitt and Gale full responsibility for going to sea, and requested that they be ready before the new knights' training was completed. And I worked with Montetier to make a specific plan.
I plan to treat this treasure hunt on the Nameless Island as an exercise for the new knights. Of course, no matter what the outcome is, I hope they all come back alive. In order to protect these future knights of the Third Knight Order as much as possible, I found the snot-nosed boy Paparoni. I hope to use his technology to improve the knights' armor.
When he found Paparoni, Snotlout Kid was wearing his robot knight and receiving riding training with the newcomers. Snot Kid's robot rider is big and heavy, so the riding instructor Chicobol assigned him a Kenster Plateau horse sold by Hewitt and Gansance. This was a giant beast that was half as tall as an ordinary war horse. Its fiery red body was as huge as a city wall. The Snot Kid stood on the edge of the city wall and did not move a step for a long time.
"What's wrong? Paparoni. Are you scared?" I happened to see what the snot-nosed kid looked like now, so I walked over to give him some advice.
"Who said I'm scared? I just don't know if I should ride him?" the snot-nosed boy said angrily.
"Why?" I asked curiously.
"Grandpa said that the war horse is the other half of the knight's life. You must first be sure that your war horse has chosen you. Otherwise, even if you ride it, you will not be able to completely make it obey your instructions. In that case, it is absolutely impossible to become a knight. An excellent knight." The snot-nosed man said with a nose and eyes.
"Hey, Mr. Dibol, look what this guy said is true, haha" Chicobol is a battle-hardened veteran, but this guy obviously didn't take the words of the snot-nosed kid Paparoni seriously. .
"Hmph!" The snot-nosed boy ignored the instructor's ridicule and continued to stare intently at the horse in front of him.
I waved my hand to Chicobol, indicating that I would watch over him and let him continue training. After watching Chicobol walk away, I said to the snot-nosed boy:
"You're absolutely right, but if you decide to stand and look at it all your life, you won't be able to become a knight anyway. Go ahead and ride it and have a look." I said to the snot-nosed kid encouragingly.
Paparoni turned to look at me, and I smiled at?? nodded.
"Then shall I ride?" The snot-nosed boy was still a little hesitant.
"Ride, how will you know it has chosen you if you don't ride on it" I still encouraged him.
Seeing the snotty boy grabbing the saddle with one hand, I quickly walked to the other side of the horse and gently stroked the horse's neck and chest while helping him hold the reins. I knew that the warhorse had been tamed, but I was still worried that the snot-nosed boy who was riding a horse for the first time might startle it because of his unskilled movements.
The snot kid wearing the robot knight finally climbed onto the horse's back, but due to the excessive movement, the horse was a little uncomfortable. The Kenster Plateau horse snorted and shook its head for a while before calming down. Seeing that the war horse got used to it, I handed the reins to the snotty boy.
"Don't pull hard yet, just let it walk slowly" I guided the snotty kid while following him and watching him nervously.
"Yes, good job, that's it! Okay, good!" The snotty boy gradually became familiar with the bumps on the horse and began to control the reins under my guidance. . . .
"Okay, hold on, okay Oops! Haha" The snot-nosed boy started to speed up on his horse and trotted. I didn't catch up and slipped on my foot and fell to the muddy ground. . . . . . . . .