The streets, paved with neatly laid stone bricks, were crowded with pedestrians.
They packed the street in the heart of the capital with people, making it so crowded and noisy that it was almost impossible to move.
All the pedestrians turned their curious gazes toward the center of the crowd.
I witnessed a group of knights in silver-white armor weaving through the crowd, clearing a wide passage.
The surrounding crowd gasped in amazement when they saw the knights.
Everyone could clearly see the Royal Knights' exclusive emblem.
A dark insignia consisting of an crossed silver sword and shield stands out prominently on the chest of the silver-white armor and the flowing cloak.
The sudden appearance of the Royal Knights has undoubtedly sparked a great deal of discussion.
"Why is the Royal Knights mobilized today?"
"I heard that a homeless person without identification has appeared in the West District... They seem to be there to arrest him."
"What? Refugees!? Could it be those monsters infiltrated...?"
"I don't know... Sigh, it's been several years since we've seen any refugees in our capital, hasn't it?"
Amidst the cacophony of whispers, many eyes were drawn to a female knight riding a white steed, her face stern and her presence imposing.
"It's actually Grand Knight Commander Gwen who's personally carrying out this mission!"
"I never imagined that I would have the honor of seeing Commander Gwen in person!"
"Knight Commander Gwen is so handsome..."
The passersby seemed to instantly transform into Gwen's fervent fans, their eyes gleaming with admiration.
However, despite their excitement, the pedestrians still consciously maintained order.
They dared not cause chaos, much less block the roads.
Even the voices of worship had to be lowered to almost silence to ensure they wouldn't interfere with the Knights' mission.
only……
The surrounding pedestrians gradually focused their attention on a man on horseback who was also surrounded by knights and was following behind Gwen.
Black hair, black trench coat.
Some people squinted slightly, scrutinizing the man, but somehow felt he was somewhat familiar.
However, no matter how hard they tried to recall, they could not determine the person's identity.
They could only stand silently, watching the knights disappear into the distance.
The crisp sound of horses' hooves pounding on the stone bricks and the clanging of armor gradually faded into the distance.
The knights left the streets of the capital, gradually disappearing from the crowd of onlookers.
...
The passing of the Knights always drew the attention of passersby.
However, every knight was already used to this and their hearts were not stirred at all.
One of the young knights stared sharply ahead.
Noticing that Grand Knight Commander Gwen was not paying attention to this place, he mustered up his courage.
With a deft flick of the reins, he propelled his mount nimbly toward the older knight.
Because he remembered that it was this very knight who had first interrogated the unidentified vagrant.
Surprisingly, the knight stopped in his tracks in shock before he could finish speaking, unable to utter a word.
This is usually well-trained, especially among these more senior knights.
It is rare to see someone display such a surprised expression.
As a rookie with only a few years of experience with the Cavaliers, he was filled with intense curiosity and wanted to know what had happened.
Therefore, he gently approached the knight, patted him on the shoulder respectfully, and asked:
"Hey, bro... what's the deal with that guy?"
He was referring, of course, to the refugee who was following behind Knight Commander Gwen.
The older knight looked to be around thirty or forty years old.
He was already considered a senior member of the Knights, nearing retirement age.
He glanced sideways at the young knight and spoke calmly:
"You're a knight who recently joined us, right?"
The young knight nodded.
He was a knight trained by the Delin family in the north, and after completing his training, he came to the capital and joined the Royal Knights.
No knight from the North could help but admire Gwen.
Although he knew very well that he was not worthy of Commander Gwen.
Moreover, no one is worthy of this powerful and aloof knight.
But hearing what Gwen had just said still made him feel very uneasy.
Just now, did Commander Gwen say something about taking that refugee back to get married?
Knight Commander Gwen's voice wasn't loud, but the members of the Knights were all very close to her.
He didn't believe he was the only one who heard those words.
Therefore, out of curiosity, he asked the older knight about his question.
Upon hearing this, the veteran knight showed no surprise whatsoever.
Instead, he sighed and explained to the young knight:
Do you know why I didn't finish what I was saying?
The young knight paused for a moment, slightly surprised.
He was equally curious about it.
Why did the interrogation stop halfway through?
But then, the older knight seemed to change completely, his gaze suddenly becoming much more serious.
His voice was steady, yet tinged with disbelief as he spoke:
"That man...both his appearance and his demeanor."
"In my eyes, he is simply the living Viktor."
Whoosh!
These words struck the young knight's heart like a bolt of lightning, leaving him utterly bewildered.
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