This must be a knight under some lord.

"Are you a knight? What are you doing here?" Garman said to the knight.

The knight said nothing. He drove his beloved horse slowly out of the woods. Behind him were several other knights. Their weapons were not as good as the knight in silver armor. They should be the knight's squires.

As time went on, he emerged from the woods, followed closely by the attendant holding a banner.

The flag has a blue background and four abstract-looking flowers painted on it.

When the assassins saw this flag, fear appeared in their eyes, and Jenks, who lived in the Kingdom of Vigia, naturally knew who this flag belonged to.

Perhaps he didn't remember the flags of other small lords, but he definitely remembered this flag. It was the flag of Voldratboye, the lord of Kudan.

Since they were holding Voldratboye's flag, it meant that these people were Voldratboye's subordinates, or they were Voldratboye himself.

"You are a subordinate of Voldratboye." Garman said the name of the lord.

At this time, the knight revealed his identity. "I am Barolt, the war knight of the snowfield, and a knight under the command of Voldrat Boyer, the Lord of Kudan."

The War Knight on the Snowfield?! This title is quite impressive. At least he is a well-known figure in the Kingdom of Vigia. Why is he here?

Even Garman was intimidated by his fighting ability. At least in a head-on fight, Garman believed that he could not defeat this war knight on the snowy plain.

"What do you want to do? What does Voldratboye want you to do?"

Garman then asked, knowing the power of the war knights on the snowfield.

Behind him was a cavalry unit. Since this cavalry unit followed the war knights on the snowfield, its combat effectiveness must be very high. In this case, Garman had to consider his situation.

"Voldratboye didn't ask me to do anything. I just saw a group of bandits robbing a caravan, so I came here to help."

Barolt expressed his thoughts very directly.

He handed his bow and arrow to a servant beside him and drew the two-handed sword on his back.

"But now it seems that you are not bandits, but a group of organized and disciplined assassins. Who are you assassinating?" Barolt was also very curious about Garman and his group.

"Regarding this matter, I think that as a knight, you must have come out with a mission from your lord. Since you have important matters to attend to, you should not be concerned with our affairs.

You should complete your lord's mission first, right?" Garman knew that he could not defeat the war knight on the snowfield, so he tried to make the war knight on the snowfield leave.

"This seems to make sense, but why does it sound weird coming out of your mouth?" Barolt pointed his sword at Garman, and it seemed that a fight was necessary.

Garman also knew his own level, and he had no way of defeating the war knight on the snowfield.

"No matter what you say, there are laws in the Kingdom of Vigia. How can you kill people at will?" Barolt jumped off his horse. "Even though you are an assassin living in darkness, I still want to fight you in a fair duel."

Fairness? Law? Garman felt a deep contempt when he heard such words.

He didn't know where he got the courage from, but he actually fought with this famous war knight on the snowfield.

However, everyone knew the outcome of the battle. Barolt's people felt that this guy was simply looking for death.

Although Garman is very powerful compared to Walls, he is still very weak compared to the war knight on the snowy field.

Garman's men and Barolt's followers all tacitly agreed not to take action, they just watched their leader fight quietly. But Garman's side was obviously in a passive position, this was a group of regular troops, their combat effectiveness was higher than their own.

Barolt used his usual moves, which were considered exploratory attacks by some masters.

But for Garman, such an attack was extremely fierce. Originally, using such a two-handed sword was very strenuous.

But the war knight on the snowfield seemed to have endless strength. And just like his title, his attack was like a cold wind.

He used his two-handed sword to make a diagonal slash. Garman saw that the move was so powerful that he had no way to block it.

He wisely used his speed to the fullest. Garman was wearing a black casual suit, which was the symbol of their assassins.

In comparison, the armor on Barolt's body is very heavy, but a war knight on the snowfield is a war knight on the snowfield. How could he not know this?

So for him, how could such a speed difference hinder such a powerful guy?

Although Garman dodged one of Barolt's attacks, he still had another attack, and such attacks were endless.

Is this going to kill me?

Garman thought so, but the war knights on the snowfield didn't think so.

He was waiting for Garman's attack. He could see this guy's weakness when he attacked. Sure enough, this guy was hit by Barolt during this attack.

After only a few rounds of fighting with Barolt, a wound appeared on Garman's body. The pain from the wound surged to his head, making his already angry mind a little more sober.

No, I am no match for him, I shouldn't have gone up, I should have retreated.

Thinking of this, Garman was extremely annoyed. He was about to complete the task, but he did not expect that a powerful figure would appear at this time, making all of Garman's previous plans go down the drain.

"Let's go." Garman just squeezed out these few words.

The assassins had very strict discipline. They began to retreat after their captain issued the order to retreat. Their discipline was comparable to that of the regular army.

This made a deep impression on Barolt. Which assassin group is this?

Barolt did not order a pursuit, as he knew the fighting power of Garman. If he pursued him, his brothers would surely be killed. According to his lord and King Yarogerk of Vigia, he should not lose troops now.

The people on Walls' side all had a feeling of surviving a disaster. They plopped down on the ground, not caring how many people on their side had died or what kind of people came to rescue them. Their thinking had stopped.

However, Aileyen and Jack did not have such a feeling. They quickly ran to Walls to check his injuries.

In this case, Barolt could tell at a glance that I was the leader of such a team.

"Are you the captain of this team?" Barolt walked up to Wales and asked.

"Yes, I am the captain of this team. I am Walls." Walls was lying on the ground, his head was lifted up by Aileyen.

Walls was stabbed deeply in the leg by Garman.

Seeing the wound, the war knight on the snowy plain frowned. He turned around and said to his attendant, "Go get our medicine and apply it to this young man. No, apply it to all the injured people here."

When the servant received the order, he naturally did not dare to neglect it.

Soon the servant brought the medicine, distributed it to his men, and asked them to take care of the wounded. Then he went to take care of Walls himself.

"But it's a pity that our great doctor didn't come, otherwise he would have treated your injuries well." Barrolt said to Walls.

"Actually, I'm very curious about why this group of assassins are chasing you." Barolt asked this key question.

"This is a long story. I don't even know how to put it." Walls began to talk about what happened, and he subconsciously looked away.

He wanted to see Mavis.

But Mavis wouldn't let him have his way.

"Mavis?" Walls shouted.

But no one responded to him, because no one cared about Mavis at this moment.

"Mavis? Is that the girl? I gave her the medicine and she seemed to have left." said one of Barolt's followers.

What's going on? Walls wanted to stand up and look for Mavis.

"Don't move, lie down and reflect on yourself. You are almost dying." Wo Zhi's golden finger suddenly said.

Reflection? Walls thought carefully about his experiences during this period. If she hadn't appeared, he might not be lying on the ground injured.

Everyone grows up, and going through hardships is to forge a strong heart. Wozhi Golden Finger hopes that Walls can understand this.

"She left because she was worried about getting you into trouble. So now you should not worry about her, but work hard to improve your abilities. Only in this way can you defeat Garman and those stronger than him."

All that Wozhi's Golden Finger said was that he hoped that Wals could survive in this war-torn era. And Wals nodded in his heart.

As time went by, Walls told Mavis some things, of course, Walls concealed some things.

Such concealment was deliberate on the part of Walls, as he did not want Barolt to know that Mavis was a traitor to the assassin group.