The Strongest Knight

"I'm Plan Cecil, you're Gray, right?"

The red-haired boy Plan picked up a piece of rye bread, took a big bite and swallowed it, then spoke in a familiar manner.

"Are you of Cook descent?" Gray answered irrelevantly.

They would have to spend the next six months together day and night, and Gray was not averse to interacting with the red-haired boy.

"Well, yes, my mother fled here from North Cook, and I inherited my red hair from my mother." Plan admitted it without any surprise.

Well, this is a guy with great mental strength, Gray commented in his heart.

Decades ago, the Kingdom of Cook, which was located in the north of the continent like the Kingdom of Dru, split into two camps, the north and the south, and fought against each other for many years.

The people who were injured in the war were civilians. Many homeless red-haired Kuks had nowhere to escape and became the source of slaves for the Dru Kingdom.

It is understandable that red hair carries some lowly connotations in the minds of the people of the Dru Kingdom.

Many redheads even choose to shave their heads.

Not only did Plann openly keep his fiery red hair, but he also showed no signs of being unusual when Gray mentioned his identity, which won Gray's respect.

"Gray Christian, from Green Town." Gray stretched out his hand.

"Plan Cecil, from Deepwater." Plan was slightly startled, and quickly stretched out his hand like Gray did.

"I hope that within half a year we can all become knights' apprentices and disciples of Sir Fielding." Plan looked hopeful.

Gray's heart moved, "Plan, you seem to know a lot about Birch Castle and knight training."

"My father is the guard officer of Waterdeep and has worked with Sir Fielding. He has served in the army for five years and participated in the battle to eliminate the invading Cook's soldiers. At that time, his centurion was an official knight." Plan said.

When talking about his father, Plan is very proud.

"You have a great father." Gray did not hesitate to praise.

Plan enjoyed it very much. After stuffing a large piece of beef into his mouth, he began to explain some common sense about knights and Birch Castle to Gray's undisguised inquiry.

Most of the students in Birch Castle this year are children of civilians. As Plan spoke, everyone's attention, including the dark-skinned bald man Garu, was attracted by Plan's words.

"The way of chivalry is a road of no return."

Plan spoke first with a serious expression.

"Why?" Gray asked out loud.

When faced with Gray's question, Plan's serious expression faded and he scratched his head. "I don't know either. That's what they say anyway."

Facing Gray's suspicious gaze, Plan coughed dryly and quickly changed the subject.

"Ahem, if you want to become a formal knight apprentice, leaving aside combat skills, the first step is to improve your body to the limit!"

"Then, when your body reaches its limit, if you have the talent of a knight, a knight's soul will be born in your body!"

"Only when you can condense a ray of knight's soul can you be qualified to be called a knight's apprentice!! You can be accepted as a disciple by Knight Fielding!"

"Only with the soul of a knight can you continue to break through the limits of your body! Take a step towards becoming a knight!"

"Condensing one strand of knight soul will make you a lower-level knight apprentice, condensing five strands of knight soul will make you a middle-level knight apprentice, and condensing ten strands of knight soul will make you a higher-level knight apprentice! There is a chance that you can become a formal knight!"

Plan paused and continued, "However, not everyone can condense ten strands of Knight Soul. At least half of the Knight Blood Apprentices can only condense five strands, and some can only condense less than three strands of Knight Soul in their entire lives..."

......

Gray was very useful to Plan's popular science.

This made Gray understand the basic goal of knight training - to condense the soul of the knight!

The soul of a knight, what on earth is that? Gray's heart was filled with curiosity and desire.

Not only Gray, but the other teenagers at the long table were also lost in thought.

They asked themselves whether they could muster the soul of a knight.

What if the knight's soul cannot be condensed?

......

Teenagers at this age get hungry easily, but this is also the time when they eat the fastest, so it is not an exaggeration to say that they eat like wolves.

Soon, the boys entered the selection rooms on the second and third floors of Sub-Fort No. 1.

Gray and Plan also went upstairs together.

The two of them tacitly did not stay on the second floor and went straight to the third floor.

Looking at the bald, dark-skinned boy who was a head taller than the two of them walking towards the end of the second-floor passage, Plan quietly said, "Gray, do you know that the guy named Garu killed his own father?"

Gray frowned. Plan didn't seem like the kind of person who would tell lies, and he had waited until now when they were alone before speaking. It seemed that it was true.

The one called Garu was the black-skinned boy who got first place in the test. He was gifted and his physique was comparable to that of an orc.

"He's also from Deepwater. Uh, his father is a drunkard who gambles and gets hungover all day long. The family of four has to rely on Garou's work to make ends meet."

"One day three years ago, Garou's father got drunk and set fire, causing his mother and sister to be burned to death!"

"Garru, who had just finished work, was extremely angry and pushed his father into the fire during an argument! Then, Garru was the only one left in the Crocker family."

Gray nodded. It was not too much to say that a man like Garu's father died. It was just a pity for Garu's mother and sister. It was a pity that Garu would be labeled as a patricide from then on.

"Isn't there any punishment for Garou in Deepwater?" Gray crossed the last flight of stairs and came to the corridor on the third floor.

"This kind of case damages the reputation of the town. My father didn't tell me the specific handling process. Even many local residents of Deepwater Town are not aware of this matter! They just think that Garu's father was burned to death accidentally!" Plan replied.

Gray frowned slightly, "Perhaps there is some hidden story behind this."

Pulan thought about it, and whispered: "Maybe..."

The passage on the third floor of No. 1 Sub-Fort is in the middle, with separate rooms lined up on both sides.

There is a bathing area on each side of the passage.

There were many rooms, more than enough for the thirteen teenagers to live in. The two chose two rooms facing each other at the end of the corridor.

Gray opened the door and the first thing that came into view was a small living room, a round table, and four wooden chairs.

There is a door next to the living room, which opens to a bedroom.

There was a simple wooden bed in the bedroom with a mattress. When I opened the wardrobe, there was also neat bedding inside.

The sunlight pouring in from the open wooden window makes the bedroom look very bright.

It looks like someone cleans here regularly, it's very clean and there's no smell of dust.

After thinking about it, Gray decided to faithfully follow the instructor's orders - to have a good rest.

I ran a full 50 kilometers this morning, so I should take a nap first!

After taking a shower, Gray closed the doors and windows. The bedroom fell into darkness. He spread out clean bedding and fell into a deep sleep.