With the sound of armor clanging, the knights who were half-kneeling on the ground stood up, their eyes fixed straight ahead, their gazes gleaming.
Unlike the immature Knights Order when Ryan first took over, the Knights of the Crown Guard have undergone a major transformation after Granville's training.
At this time, every knight of the Crown Guard exuded a faint aura of blood. It was obvious that countless people had lost their lives at the hands of each knight.
Moreover, the silvery luster on the knights' armor was gone, replaced by dark red marks of beatings.
After taking a quick look around, Ryan's eyes were filled with satisfaction, and he couldn't help but secretly sigh that it was a wise decision to recruit Granville.
"Hahaha, ta, ta." Ryan couldn't help but let out a sound of admiration.
After receiving Ryan's praise, the knights' chests, which were already puffed out, straightened even more.
The master's praise is their honor and their greatest hope.
Suddenly, Ryan's eyes lit up and his brows furrowed.
He stepped forward and called out a knight from the Knights Templar.
"Yar, step out."
Because Ryan had read the knights' information before, he could remember everyone's name clearly.
Yar, standing among the knights, was startled and shouted, "Yes!" and quickly led the knights out of the formation.
Ryan stood nervously in front of Yar, frowning at Yar's missing left arm.
"Where's your left arm?"
"My lord, I was hacked to death by a cultist during the suppression of the Grey Eagle Society." Yar answered respectfully without looking away.
But then worry appeared in Yar's eyes again.
Because he had a broken arm and always held his team back during training, Yar was afraid that Ryan would expel him from the Knights of the Crown Guard.
Granville, who was standing by, noticed Albert's worry and came up to Ryan and said.
"Master Ryan, Yar is a charge fighter, and his arm was also used to protect others from being chopped off."
"He is absolutely loyal to you. Although he may be weaker in some aspects now, he is still a good knight."
Listening to Granville's words, a strange look flashed in Ryan's eyes.
He looked at Granville strangely and spoke.
"You don't think I want to expel him from the Knights of the Crown Guard, do you?"
Hearing this, Granville nodded, "Yes, Master Ryan."
Ryan's mouth twitched. Although this guy's leadership ability is 99+, his emotional intelligence is -1.
No wonder the King of Wordsworth didn't like him...
This made him say...
Ryan snorted coldly, "Could it be that I, Ryan, am so heartless and disloyal in your eyes?"
Granville touched his head and said, "Ah...that's not the case..."
Ryan curled his lips, ignored Granville, and looked at Yar and said.
"I've said before, as long as you're not a coward and fight for me, I, the Knights of Ryan, will cover for you no matter what you do, as long as it's not against the will of heaven or morality."
This was said to Yar, and also to the other knights behind him.
"It's just a broken arm, not a big deal. Even if half your body is gone, I have a way to restore it."
"Do you still have your broken arm?" Ryan asked.
Yar nodded in surprise, "Yes, sir."
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