C12 Artistic to Sudden(part Ii)

Northernmost Knight Organization Base, Conference Room 3

"I'm sorry I came late" Arthur paused, shocked by the group of people in front of him. "

In the center of the meeting room, there was a large table. Beside the table, a large group of the high ranking members of the Order were seated in a neat row. There were more than ten staff officers in the Knight Gaia. They looked serious, as if they were having some important meeting.

"I'm sorry, I came to the wrong room." Excuse me. Arthur hurriedly withdrew himself.

"Where do you want to go?" A big man stood in the way of the young man. As he was walking backwards, Arthur clumsily bumped into the big sized man.

The youth turned around, looked at the person blocking his way, and was shocked and angry — This big man was the leader of Northernmost Knight Organization, Grand Duke Lyons, the important person who had been toying with Arthur previously.

"Is this another of Your Excellency's jokes?" Arthur asked in a low voice.

"Not a joke." In short, you go in and sit down! With so many people waiting for you, you should sit down and listen to what's going on, right? Grand Duke Lyons pushed Arthur.

The youth walked and fell, reluctantly entering the meeting room and sitting down, avoiding everyone's gaze. In the face of such a terrifying monster, this youth, who had never felt fear before, was so restrained that he didn't say a word.

Arthur did not forget his identity. He was just a servant, and one the knights had bought from the slave market. How ridiculous this little servant was in front of all these powerful figures.

He had never belonged here. And he knew that he would never belong to this place — in every sense of the word.

"Is everyone here?" I'll make it short. The Grand Duke of Lyons sat in the middle of the room and crossed his legs.

At that moment, Arthur was very sure that he smelt alcohol.

"I invite the twelve Golden Knight s present, the seven Knight Gaia s, and I, Heavenly Stage Knight of Northernmost Knight Organization, to attend. Leo Dickens is here as evidence. This Internship Knight, Arthur. had officially been promoted to Silver Knight and was bestowed the title of Viscount. From today onwards, he would be included in the special forces. Do you have any comments? "

None of the Knights present said anything. They looked at Arthur with expectant eyes, as if they had already come to a conclusion. Now this [meeting] is just a formality.

No one objected to such a ridiculous matter. This caused the youth to not know what to do for a moment. However, after just a moment, Arthur had a bright idea and said: "I thank the Grand Duke for his promotion, but, I apologize for not being able to comply. "

"Why?" The captain frowned. "How many people struggle all their lives to not be able to reach the position of Silver Knight, and yet you refuse to even think about it?" "

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Bronze Knight (Internship Knight/Bronze Knight) --] Iron Knight -- > SilverKnight --> Golden Knight --> Gaia Knight --> Celestal Knight >

Generally speaking, every Knight who advanced to the first rank had to pass a very strict trial. Those who were unable to pass the trial were not allowed to advance. Arthur suddenly levelled up from a servant to Silver Knight, which was equivalent to jumping three levels in a row.

"I don't want to be a knight." "I only wish to become a swordsman, not be bound by the rules of the Knight, and only exist to become the strongest." "

"But aren't you in the Order now?" the Grand Duke Lyons asked, puzzled.

"Strictly speaking, he is not part of the Knight Group, and he cannot be considered a Knight. He had been a slave until his wages were redeemed, because of the Knighthood's welfare plan, when he was hired as a servant. He was now a follower of the Knight Viscount Richard. "

"Tut." The Grand Duke snorted. "What a mess." As expected, dragons couldn't be bound. "

"Your Grace?" The young man was stunned.

"Nothing." "In other words, you don't want to be bound by the rules of a knight, do you?" No problem. The other teams had to act independently to begin with, so they wouldn't be restricted by the rules. Killing and arson, he was free to do as he pleased. As long as the mission was successfully completed. The reward was still considerable. "

When it came to remuneration, a subtle expression flashed across the young man's face. "I don't particularly care about remuneration." "

"There will be a very difficult task for you. It should be a very good exercise for you." the staff officer added.

The youth thought for a while.

It was obviously a pit, but he had to jump into it. Several tens of powerful figures looked at Arthur. With the Grand Duke Lyons offering such generous conditions, if Arthur still did not agree, everyone present would probably make things difficult for him.

Using great political pressure to force Arthur to submit to the threat of both morality and authority — was this how the old fox usually used to do things?

The youth sighed and said lightly, "Deal." "

(I will settle this debt with you sooner or later, Grand Duke Leonardo.)

"Good." The Grand Duke smirked. "Now that we've all come to an agreement, that's a deal." All of you, come here and sign your names. "

The Knights shook hands with the teenager one after another. They signed their signatures on the official documents as they spoke a few words of congratulations. Arthur only replied politely and with much difficulty signed his name. He immediately squeezed out of the crowd and left the meeting room.

"It really was a monster." The Chief of Staff, Cameron, whispered to the Grand Duke. "Do we really have to deal with such a monster?" What a dirty deal. "

"It doesn't matter, as long as it's an expert." What we need is his power. If his personality has any problems, we can use time to slowly change them. Didn't I tell you? I have a gift for taming monsters. The Heavenly Stage Knight said.

Leo Dickens was very happy to get a new toy.

His son was not happy at all.

Darksteel Knight Richard. Leo Dickens was lurking outside the window of the conference room, learning of Arthur's advancement.

The little servant whom Richard normally despised the most had actually levelled up three levels consecutively to climb on top of Richard's head.

What an unacceptable fact. Richard's face was as black as ink.

If he could, he really wanted to strangle his father, that old man who only knew how to go insane from alcohol.