The Knight's Journey to the Empire

Because according to the original intention of the Marquis of Barbatos, he would indeed be appreciated by the Marquis of Barbatos and then be knighted and become a nobleman.

But in the end, he did not become the most loyal guardian of the Marquis of Barbatos' family, but instead had to marry the mentally retarded first heir to the Marquisate, that is, his half-sister.

Of course, sleeping together is impossible, which is something that Marquis Barbatos would absolutely not allow. Their marriage is just a formality, a scam.

Finally, Kzerovinia and her sister's personal maid need to secretly give birth to a child, and use the child to confuse the public, and pass it off as their biological child.

The specific method was that during the pregnancy, Marquis Barbatos and Kzerovinia would jointly refuse all visitors on the grounds of poor health, and lock his sister and the personal maid in a room alone to prepare for pregnancy until the child was born.

Then, regardless of gender, the child will directly become the first-in-line heir to the title of Marquis of Barbatos.

Moreover, Marquis Barbatos also promised the personal maid that if his daughter died, Kzerovinia would marry her as his successor.

After all, in this world, it is not uncommon for a nobleman to marry his personal maid as his second wife after his wife dies.

Moreover, as we all know, with the medical level in this world, people with such intellectual disabilities are generally destined to die young.

Therefore, the title of Marquis of Barbatos will be inherited by the orthodox bloodline of Barbatos.

The whole plan was perfect, the execution was flawless, and everyone got just the right arrangement, except for Kzero.

But he had no choice. His identity as an illegitimate child forced him to accept it passively, unless he wanted to go back to the slums, compete with stray dogs for food, and associate with gangsters and thieves.

Or maybe one day someone will discover this handsome face, forcibly take him to some dark entertainment venue, and eventually become a plaything for the sexual gratification of some big shot.

……

"No, Kezero, just give up. I won't agree to your request. I absolutely cannot become your squire knight. I, Soren Lipton, will never be anyone's squire knight, and I will never be anyone's vassal!"

Despite this, Soran still would not change his mind, and in order to make Kezero give up completely, he looked directly into Kezero's eyes and spoke in the same tough tone.

Unless, of course…

[Forget it, the author can’t continue driving this car any further. The character changes here are a bit complicated. Please be patient, handsome and rich readers. After this plot, everything will basically return to normal.]

Being employed by a formal knight and becoming his squire knight means being loyal to him and performing duties for him. The two will become a community of interests and share honor and disgrace.

Even if the official knight died in battle, he still had to pledge allegiance to his descendants.

This relationship of loyalty is one of the basic relationships that maintain the smooth operation of the Knight Continent society. It is extremely important to all nobles and cannot be easily betrayed, let alone terminated unilaterally.

Otherwise, he will be abandoned by the upper class of the whole world and eventually become a degenerate knight despised by everyone.

And in the Knight Continent, no one would believe in a fallen knight who could betray his knightly allegiance, not even the poorest slaves.

This is a deeply rooted belief in this society.

The soul that traveled from another world has not yet experienced the cruelty of reality, and there is still a trace of pride or superiority. Maybe he also believes in his heart that he is the son of destiny in this world.

Therefore, Sauron didn't want to have a boss above his head or something like that, which would put a "tight ring" on himself invisibly.

Soran and Kezero stared at each other for a long time, as if Soran's firm eyes shook Kezero's thoughts, so Kezero chose not to pester him anymore and sat down to drink one glass after another.

He did this because he was actually unwilling to accept the arrangement of fate and he also wanted to fight for his own future.

"Since we can't be superiors and subordinates, how about being friends?" Looking at Kzero drinking alone, Sauron felt helpless.

So he raised his glass to Kzero and started chatting to ease the awkwardness.

Kzero raised his glass to clink with him, then drank it in one gulp without saying anything.

No, you really want me to be loyal to you, right?

Soran was really at a loss for words.

"What's going on with the final between you and that Pierstro? You were just acting, don't think I can't see it!" Soran quickly changed the subject, not wanting to follow Kzero's emotions.

"Huh? You actually figured it out? I thought we performed really well!" Kzero rolled his eyes at Soran and said slowly.

He had finally come to terms with it. Since he couldn't recruit Sauron, he might as well just be friends with him.

After all, more friends mean more paths, and a good friend might be a lifesaver in the future.

"You guys really acted well and fooled most people, but you couldn't fool me. Of course, it's possible that Pierstro was really taking drugs!" Soran raised his eyebrows to indicate that was all.

"It's half true and half false!" Kzero said helplessly after drinking a glass of wine.

"What's the matter? Don't you want to take first place? Isn't the reward for first place very generous?" Soran frowned slightly, expressing his confusion. He really couldn't understand.

Because he didn't know who was behind it.

"First place? How many gold coins can you get for being first?" Kezero laughed. "Let me ask you, if I lose, who will get the most benefit?"

"Of course it's Pierstro. All the first place prizes go to him!" Soran thought for a moment and blurted out.

"Superficial, classmate Soran, you are so silly and cute. I even doubt whether being friends with you will cause me unnecessary trouble in the future!" Kzero laughed at Soran.

"Isn't it?" Someone looked like a puzzled emoticon, with only a question mark missing from his head.

"Of course not. The biggest beneficiary must be Father Weathert's Casino. So many people bet on me to win, and now the situation has reversed. Just imagine how much I will win!" Kzero lectured Sauron in a disappointed tone.

"Oh~" someone suddenly realized.

After Kezero's reminder, Soran also realized that it was indeed Father Withert who won the most in the casino, but...

“How many gold coins did they give you?” Soran knew that Kzero must have received something, most likely gold coins.

"This is a trade secret. I won't tell you the details. You just need to know that this is several times the prize for the champion!" Kezero smiled, and all the previous unhappiness seemed to have disappeared.

"What about Pierstro? How many gold coins did they give him?" Soran continued to ask.

"Pierstro? Why should we give him gold coins?" Kzero asked back.

"Isn't he acting with you? Aren't you guys in the same gang?"

"Didn't he win first place? The drugs he took were given by them!" Kezero patiently explained to the curious Soran, "And this Pierstro was originally one of theirs. Otherwise, do you think that with his civilian background and the fact that he cultivated his fighting spirit later than me, his fighting ability could be so high?"

“Fuck, this is so dark and unfair!” Soran was a little angry, with an angry expression.

"Anger is useless, classmate Sauron. This is how society is. There is never real fairness!" Kzero took a sip of wine and shook his head while preaching to the angry young man Sauron.

but......

"Tsk, social fairness has nothing to do with me. I'm just wondering why they don't come to bribe me. After all, I'm the third place, okay?" Sauron spread his hands and said helplessly.

"Puff~" Kezero spat out the wine he had just drunk and asked loudly, "Why? Why would anyone bribe you? You haven't even cultivated your fighting spirit. Maybe in their eyes, you are just like a stray dog ​​on the roadside!"

"Hmph, stop looking down on me. I'm telling you, I will definitely achieve great things in the future. Just wait and see."

“Hahahahaha… Then I’ll wait…”

So, after the third watch, we washed the cups and drank more. When the food and kernels were all gone and the cups and plates were scattered, we lay down together in the room, not realizing that the east was already bright…

…………

At the end of November, the graduation ceremony of the Donbass Knight Academy arrived as scheduled, was held smoothly, and finally ended successfully.

At this point, Soren Lipton's four-year study career at the Donbass Knight Academy officially came to an end, and his life will begin a new journey from then on.