Dear Broom Knight

It seemed that the roster of the Lightwing Knights wasn't as difficult to modify as he had thought.

Alex listened to the subtle movements behind him from some who had also belonged to that roster, a hint of emotion flowing between his brows.

Actually, he should have realized that if Lord Lowry wasn't confident in his ability to modify the personnel list in his roster at any time, he wouldn't have so casually added the Tiger's Fang Adventurer Group, with its complex background, to it.

But, he still hoped it could be later.

Alex knew he was being too demanding.

The lord of the Northlands could never reserve a legitimate identity for a prince of a neighboring country.

But he was still very regretful.

Only on this issue did Alex have no thoughts related to interests… Although he hadn't left yet, he was already starting to miss life in the Gezar territory.

The days when he only needed to consider the children's knight lessons after getting up every day were as beautiful as a dream.

Alex actually admired Lowry quite a bit; he was truly broad-minded.

Regardless of whether he had sufficient means to monitor everything in the castle, he was able to let Alex teach the reserve knights of his territory without ever trying to interfere with matters like knightly cultivation courses… Someone without a broad mind really couldn't do that.

If he really were just Knight Alex, where could he be more free and unrestrained than in the Lightwing Knights?

Unfortunately, when the Dark Envoy placed the first letter on his desk, Knight Alex ceased to exist.

Alex closed his eyes slightly, reached out to adjust his cloak, and directly summoned his true mount… a pale blue, transparent crystal horse made entirely of eternal frost.

This was a magical creature like the Lightwings.

Just as Lightwings rely on devouring feathers to form a larger and stronger self, the crystal horse relies on devouring gemstones.

The only problem was that whatever color gemstone it devoured would form that color in its body, and eating gemstones of a certain attribute, beyond a certain limit… generally speaking, exceeding 10,000 gold coins was about the limit… would result in the same attribute as that gemstone.

Most crystal horses were multicolored, unless they only ate one type of gemstone from birth.

However, their level also determined that the grade of their food had to increase… When they reached the intermediate level, capable of stepping through the air, the gemstones they consumed at one time were worth at least two thousand gold coins.

Even with the most frugal crystal horse, which needed to eat two meals of gemstones a day, it was difficult to reach the high level.

However, Alex's crystal horse, which was clearly beginning to exhibit a gemstone halo, would probably soon pass the level 10 mark.

The benefits of such a resource-intensive crystal horse were, of course, much greater than those of creatures of the same level… For example, this horse, which clearly grew up eating wind-attribute gemstones, was probably faster than Mrs. Yagris's Gale Wolf.

Moreover, it could definitely fly, and it was the rare type of magical creature that could tread on clouds.

It was estimated that its attack magic also belonged to the wind element.

Over the years, Alex had never summoned his crystal horse outside.

Not to mention the Tiger's Fang Knights, even wealthy territorial nobles might not be able to afford such a precious horse.

But even the most dilapidated royal family would have no problem… Their problem was that they couldn't collect proper taxes, couldn't afford a border defense force, and could only allow the territorial nobles to grow stronger, but that didn't mean they were really poor.

Gemstones were indeed very valuable, but the army needed grain and armor.

Besides, Alex also had a particularly wealthy mother!

Alex leaped onto the horse and glanced back at the blue and white castle, which looked a bit illusory under the starlight.

Alex raised his right hand and waved it heavily, leading the charge towards the north.

— —

Completely ignoring the hardships of those outside, Lowry was busy carefully checking his virtual panel again.

He had just used the multi-select function to completely eliminate those who should be deleted, and he couldn't miss anyone.

Fortunately, he had been mentally prepared and placed those who might leave at any time on the same page.

It was just that in the past, he didn't need to concentrate so much to operate on them all at once.

Then Lowry's face couldn't help but darken… MD, what proper manor game would set the upper limit of its knight order to hundreds or thousands!

A knight order of two hundred people was already considered a lot!

Each member had to be slowly collected by the player with care!

Although his knight order was a bit broad, even reserve knights and deputies counted.

But, even Lowry, who was carefree, couldn't possibly get the number to over 500!

Being able to complete the achievement of two hundred people because of certain opportunities was already a sign that he was bold enough.

Lowry turned off the virtual screen with a displeased expression.

The achievement reward for 1000 people was indeed extremely precious.

But, it was a fragment of divinity.

I don't know how others feel when they see that thing, but maybe because he doesn't understand the essence of the fantasy world that much, Lowry has absolutely no interest in that thing.

Rather than considering becoming a god, he might as well consider how to become a fifth-circle mage!

The past accumulation has been completely exhausted, and Lowry can only slowly grind time to advance from now on.

However, he really wanted the achievement reward for 500 knights!

That was a legendary weapon called the Holy Avenger.

Also, it was a magical weapon that could ensure that Lowry's knight training over the years wasn't a complete waste.

Although the ability to expel evil would be stronger when used by a proper knight, a mage could also use it if he had enough power.

Moreover, if you don't pull out this sword, the Holy Avenger hanging on your waist is weightless.

As a light-attribute legendary weapon, it can turn itself into light.

So, when pulled out of the scabbard, it really is raising a ball of light, and then gradually turning into a white long sword in your hand.

Um… Lowry didn't really care about the attributes and lethality, mainly because it was handsome enough.

At his age, which man hasn't thought about 'I am the light, I want to turn into light'!

Just seeing the virtual animation made Lowry extremely excited!

If he still had any sense, he would have added the people from the Yagris Knight Order.

Unfortunately, how could he still have any sense?

How could he still have any sense to speak of!

Lowry, full of complaints, summoned his broom, jumped into the clouds in the moonlight, and quietly followed all the way north.

— —

"Sister Valera!" Cheska exclaimed as she left the city wall, preparing to return to the castle.

Taylor, who was about to return to the Knights' garrison, also stopped and turned to look at his eldest sister who was slowly emerging from the shadows.

"Big sister?" he asked a little confused, "Shouldn't you be guarding Qingfeng Valley?

Aren't there still some caravans that need attention over there?"

"Charles is enough," Valera's expression wavered slightly for a second, then she immediately spoke calmly, "The most important thing in Qingfeng Valley is not me, but the mechanisms and magic arrays inside."

"If you say so, that's fine." Cheska raised her hand to stop her little brother from continuing to ask, "What are you doing back at the castle?"

"Can our baron stay in the castle honestly?" Valera hesitated for a few seconds, but still retorted in public, "I have to go see him."

Cheska's eyes blinked frantically… Valera was hinting to her that this was what their baron told her to say.

Lowry, what is he trying to do? Or has he discovered something again…

Damn it, she knew that the King of the White Dragon Kingdom would never let this farewell pass so plainly!

But what does this have to do with Lowry?

Staring at her eldest sister, Cheska said expressionlessly: "Don't think that just because Alex and the others are gone, our castle will return to peace.

Say these words back in the castle in the future."

Valera nodded gently.

Taylor, watching his two older sisters, suddenly felt chills all over his body and immediately said: "I have to go back to the Knights' garrison to take a look and completely clean up everything they didn't take away."

Although Alex, as the future king, would definitely not leave anything used in his daily life in another country… Otherwise, prophecy mages have many means to use these things to deduce Alex's movements for a period of time.

But those followers and staff may not have this awareness, especially those who will not be able to stay with Alex in the future.

Lowry did not intend to be spied on by outsiders, so he directly asked Taylor to clean up all these things.

Of course, he didn't do it so resolutely.

Within a period of time after Taylor led people to clean up, those who were interested should have already taken away what they wanted.

"Is the Knights' garrison going to be reorganized in the future?" Valera asked curiously.

"Oh~ Completely torn down and rebuilt." Cheska smiled, "Our baron thinks that leaving too complicated an aura will only make people irritable."

Valera looked at her sister and smiled with pursed lips.

Yes, it's quite annoying.

The moonlight shone on the two beautiful girls like water.

Taylor moved his feet lightly, turning his body with his most agile movements, and quickly rushed towards the Knights' garrison.

"I wonder how Mal and Komran are preparing…" Cheska said softly, "Should they be lined up?

Prince Alex's horse is not only beautiful but also quite fast."

"I saw it." Valera curled her lips, "As fast as the wind~"

— —

Mal narrowed his eyes, looking at Komran who was facing him across the road.

The blue and white armor, which looked somewhat similar to Gezar Castle, made them quite conspicuous in the moonlight.

He touched the armor in front of him, listening to the horse's slight snorts, relieving the tension in his heart.

Of course, Mal wasn't afraid, he was just worried that he was too excited.