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Chapter 116 Commendation Ceremony, King of Knights - Abel Gay

No one was surprised that the so-called list only had the name of 'Jessif'.

No matter in terms of strength or character, Jessif has already won their approval. Thomas sent Marvin to visit and investigate many times. Jessif's family background is clean and there is no abnormality.

"Those who have objections to Jessif's position as No. 12 of the Knights of the Round Table can raise it now."

Thomas looked around the crowd, waited for a while and no one spoke, he turned to look at Abel, "Commander Abel, sorry for the trouble."

Abel opened his eyes, his eyes were full of majesty, and he nodded silently.

Nowadays, there is no need for personal guarantee to enter the knight order, as long as you pass the assessment, you can join.But the knights of the round table can't be like this. As the guard knights closest to the lord, the knights of the round table are based on strong strength, but loyalty and character are more important.

So if you want to join a person, you need someone in a high position as a guarantee, and among the Knights of the Round Table, only Abel has this power and status.

After the matter was resolved, the meeting was concluded after discussing several remaining issues.

Cliff said in a weary tone: "After secretly examining that guy Jessif for so long, it's really not easy for Mr. Thomas to finally accept him."

In fact, the group of them had long agreed to Jessif's joining, but Thomas was very strict, with repeated assessments and re-examinations.

Also let Cliff, who has the ability to walk in the shadows, follow up and observe it every day and night, and report in time.

Everyone walked out of the knight's hall, Thomas and Marvin were still discussing official business inside, and Abel went to the office of the mansion to report to the lord.

Anthony asked suspiciously: "If Jessif joins in, there will be thirteen of us, what about the leader?"

Harvey glared at him, "Why do you think so much? The lord didn't let the leader join, there must be deep meaning in it."

Inside the office.

Ron checked the document submitted by Abel, which stated that Jessif would be the No. 12 seat of the Knights of the Round Table, and the bottom guarantor was - Abel Gay, marked the position, and the head of the Knights.

He raised his head after reading it, and Abel stood tall and respectful in front of him. Seeing the lord's reaction, he had a serious expression on his face, but he was actually nervous inside.

From the contents of the document, it is not difficult to infer that it was written by Thomas. It is naturally well thought out to be so detailed. This does not violate the definition of the Knights of the Round Table. Ron did not refuse again. Efforts made by desire.

After receiving the affirmative reply from the lord, Abel was relieved, and just as he was saluting and preparing to leave, Ron's voice came.

"You are ready to prepare, and the award ceremony will be held in a few days."

Abel was stunned, but seeing that the lord didn't want to say any more, he saluted and left the office.

Ron raised his eyes and smiled lightly. This was one of his transactions with the king. The Arnold family had a covenant with the royal family, and they were equal in status. From a certain level, the Arnold territory can be regarded as a country within a country, with autonomy. Power, and can be awarded the title of Knight of Honor just like the royal family!
The title of knight awarded by him is also recognized by the royal family, and he has certain powers in the kingdom.

When Ron proposed this power, King Meredith easily agreed, which was a rare benefit for the king.

In the king's mind, Ron made this request naturally for the fifth-rank knight Sig, but he would not have thought that the knight who was awarded the honor was Abel Gay.

Ron gave a lot of power to the Knights of the Round Table, completely above the Knights, and Abel was the head of the Knights, and he was in an awkward situation. Although he could make other people obey, he didn't have a corresponding position, which seemed nondescript.

Therefore, Ron thought of this method, awarding the title of honor!
Thinking of this, Ron looked at Joyce at the side and said, "Joyce, tell Rosalind to order her to order a set of clothes for the award ceremony. It is for Abel, and it must be the best. of."

Rosalind had opened a clothing store before, so she knew this aspect best. From the selection of fabrics to the design of clothing, Ron had very strict requirements.

"Yes, my lord."

Joyce immediately understood. She also knew a little about the Knights of the Round Table. She did not expect the lord to do this for Mr. Abel.

After explaining the matter, Ron suddenly asked, "I heard that you have been living in the library recently? There should be no place to rest there."

Joyston lived, and because of the influence of the territory, more scarce books could be purchased. She was fascinated by reading every night and forgot to go back to her room to sleep, so she stayed in the annex to rest.

The lord mentioned at this time, perhaps to warn her, that just as Joyce was about to speak, Ron's voice sounded again.

"If you like the atmosphere of the annex, I will ask Mr. Colin to add an extra room in the annex as your bedroom. If you need to add anything in the room, just go to Diana."

And Ron's words made Joyce stunned, and after thinking about it, he felt relieved, and said, "Thank you."

It was just a simple thank you, Ron was used to Joyce's style, nodded slightly, and then continued to review the documents.

What he didn't notice was that Joyce stared at him for a few seconds, lowered his head with reddened cheeks, and concealed his turbulent mood by dealing with official business.

what.

Ron snorted slightly, and read the paperwork he had just read seriously again. The sound he made made Joyce's heart tighten.

"Lord, what's the matter?" Joyce asked pretending to be calm.

After re-reading the paperwork, Ron chuckled and said, "I didn't expect Anthony to solve this difficult problem. I really didn't expect it. He must be rewarded. Let me think about it."

He moved the document to the side, and Joyce immediately got up and walked over, bent slightly to pick it up and check it. The document was sent by Abel just now, and it didn't pass through her hand, so he didn't know the content on it.

Originally, Viscount Fast surrendered to Ron, but now that Arnold's territory has defeated Eugene's territory, Earl Eugene is completely cold, and Ron also has a fourth-tier powerhouse under his command!
Viscount Fast was even more impatient with Ron. After he returned to the territory, Viscount Fast would send letters every day, and the letters contained some unnutritious words.

For example, the weather is fine today, Baron, what did you have for breakfast?I got a certain treasure by accident and wanted to give it to him or something.

As if licking the dog, Ron only replied a letter to the other party - don't come.

Now it seems that it is indeed necessary to write a formal letter to Viscount Fast.

Ron thought to himself, if the other party's performance satisfies him, it's not impossible to give him some rewards.

You know, Earl Eugene's territory is still in his own hands. It was given by the king forcefully, because it was too far away from Arnold's territory and it was difficult to manage, so Ron didn't take it over immediately.

So there is no official manager now, and the royal family has sent Honorary Lords to manage it temporarily in case of civil strife in the territory, just waiting for Ron to take over.

Eugene Territory occupies a very large area, and although it is not the most abundant product, it is considered to be very good among the earldoms.

Ron continued to think deeply about how to maximize the benefits of Eugene's land.

Headquarters building of the Knights of the Round Table, the room of the head of the Knights.

Jessif looked up at the door plate, knocked on the door, and Abel's majestic voice came from inside.

"come in."

He opened the door and walked in, only to see a man with his back to the desk, looking through the window at the training ground below the building, where a group of newcomers to the Knights were rehearsing and competing.

This man is Knight Commander - Abel Gay.

Jessif came to the table and stopped, saluted and called out, "Master, what can you do for me?"

Abel didn't turn around to look at him, and said calmly, "Take the document on the table and read it. If you have no objection, just sign it."

Hearing this, Jessif frowned, turned his eyes and saw that there was indeed a document with a corner opened on the table, he picked it up and looked, and suddenly his heart trembled.

Knights of the round table No. 12 seats!

why me?
In an instant, Jessif had this thought in his mind. He only had the strength of the first rank, and he was far inferior to everyone in the Knights of the Round Table. How could he be qualified to be the No.12 seat.

Although Abel didn't turn his head, he guessed what was going on in his heart, and the majestic and friendly words reached Jessif's ears.

"The knights of the round table are only loyal to the lord. If you have such thoughts in your heart, don't doubt yourself, and don't question the choices made by the lord and all of us."

These words were very calm, but they hit Jessif's heart like a heavy hammer, making him tremble all over.

He looked down at the document in his hand again, and it turned out that it represented approval, including the approval of the lord and the Knights of the Round Table.

In the next second, Jessif looked solemn and saluted: "This subordinate takes orders, and will surely live up to the expectations of the lord and all the adults."

Hearing the sonorous answer from behind, Abel finally showed a smile on his face, turned around and said, "Let me talk to you about the meaning of the knights of the round table. The knights of the round table were set up by the lord. Equality, no superiority or inferiority."

After explaining the so-called Knights of the Round Table to Jessif, Abel finally said: "Don't call yourself a subordinate in the future."

".I understand. May I ask, sir, after I become a knight of the round table, besides protecting and obeying the lord, do I have any other responsibilities? Are there any tasks that must be performed?"

Jessif nodded knowingly, and then asked.

What he said stunned Abel, did he?

Abel's expression remained the same, his mind turned back and forth, and he uttered a sentence for a long time, "The lord once said that to protect the territory is to protect him."

hiss~
Hearing this sentence, Jessif's eyes widened, recalling the scene when he first met the lord, he nodded heavily at Abel, "I understand, sir."

After finishing speaking, he saluted and left the head's room. Abel was a little confused, what do you understand, but you said it!

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a few days later.

Knights of the Round Table Headquarters Building, in the Knights Hall.

Anthony sat on his own exclusive treasure chair, eating an ice cream with a relaxed expression, while the rest of the people stared at it, and it was difficult to say anything.

Because whether it is Anthony's throne or ice cream, they are all rewards from the lord.

Everyone secretly slandered and stared at him and his chair. Anthony didn't feel anything at all, but rather smug.

This seat was not a direct reward, the lord only rewarded him with a chance to find Hadey to forge equipment, but this kid let Hadey create an extraordinary seat.

He moved this treasured chair with special effects into the Knights' Hall, because the chair is larger than others, with metal armrests on both sides. Anthony sat on it, and the backboard was half his head higher than him, which looked very mighty. Domineering.

And the ice cream he ate was one serving a day for a month.Although other people can buy it by themselves, the meaning is different. You can tell by the expression on Anthony's eating.

At this time, Buprofen quietly asked: "Can you sit comfortably?"

"That's right, you don't eat ice cream much, why don't you give me the next share?" Cliff also said.

"It's comfortable, how can it be uncomfortable, this is a reward from the lord, it's very comfortable."

Anthony showed a look of needing to be beaten, and he bit the last few words extremely hard, and several people's fists were hardened.

At the last seat, it was the first time Jessif saw the knights of the round table with such 'faces' in private, no. This is the true temperament, he was very surprised, but he also saw that the crowd was not really angry, More like an alternative competition.

He seemed to understand the definition of equality.

Seeing Jessif's absent-minded look, Taylor next to him elbowed him, "What are you thinking? Look at Anthony, you don't want to beat him?"

Hearing this, Jessif just wanted to say something like respect, but then thought of the meaning of the Knights of the Round Table, and changed his words to, "You can't win."

Taylor cut it, "If you can't win now, it doesn't mean you won't win in the future. Besides, we have eleven seats and the other twelve seats, so we have to raise it."

"Ah? Isn't this position fixed?" Jessif was surprised.

"Probably not, let me ask."

Taylor was also not sure. He shouted towards the opposite side of the round table: "Mr. Thomas, how are our seats arranged? I think it is most appropriate to rank according to strength."

As soon as the words came out, everyone cast their gazes. Anthony didn't even eat the ice cream, and a teasing smile appeared in his eyes, "Hehe~ It seems that Taylor has something in his heart. Come on, let's go out to practice." Practice."

"Stop making trouble, I have to attend the awarding ceremony of the head of the regiment later."

Thomas reminded, and then looked at Taylor, "You have a good idea, and I will discuss it with the team leader later."

Does this work?
Jessif was shocked again, and Taylor who was next to him was still about to speak, when the door of the Knights Hall was pushed open, and Abel in a costume appeared at the door, everyone looked over and opened their mouths wide in shock.

Damn, so handsome!

"Let's go."

Abel greeted, turned and left.

The main hall on the first floor.

For the conferring ceremony, this place was solemnly and solemnly arranged. The surrounding walls were covered with all kinds of swords and shields, and flags were hung on the top as decorations to decorate the hall. Knights stood on both sides, looking Look towards the center of the front two-way steps.

There were two people standing there, the lord Ron and the butler Mr. Egbert.

"Lord Lord."

Egbert called softly, and Ron nodded slightly. After receiving the signal, Egbert stepped forward and shouted in a solemn voice: "Knight Commander Abel Gay please enter."

As the voice fell, outside the main hall, a handsome man in white delicate clothing stepped in.

As the man stepped forward, the single shawl behind the collar of his clothes fluttered and caught everyone's eyes, and he remembered this solemn moment in his heart.

Abel walked through a short carpet, went straight to the bottom of the steps, swung the shawl with his left hand, and half-kneeled.

Afterwards, Egbert's voice sounded, and he recited Abel's achievements, from stopping ten thousand monsters at the border of the Black Valley forest to protecting the lord and so on.

Today, all the achievements of Abel are known to everyone, and everyone is in awe and admiration.

In the end, Egbert's voice became passionate, "At this point, the lord personally confers the title of knight on Abel Guy!"

Speaking sideways backed down, and bowed to hand something to Ron's hand. It was a special identity medal, which was both an identity badge and a medal. The material was not pure metal, but more like an exquisite gemstone. There are entries brushed by Ron, although not purple, but the effect is equally powerful.

In front of everyone, Ron said in a solemn tone: "As Lord Arnold, I confer on Abel Guy the title of King of Knights."

Everyone present stopped breathing for a moment.

King of Knights!
What an honor this is. This title contains the lord's high hopes for Abel, as well as his infinite trust.

"I, Abel Guy, swear on this"

After a swearing-in, Ron put the ID card on Abel himself, and said with a smile: "From now on, you only need to pay a half salute when you see me, King of Knights Abel Guy."

(End of this chapter)