The Eternal In The Magic World

Chapter 6: Knights

Since this was the first time, each step was taken with great care. However, since he still did not understand too much about it, he failed while constructing the entire rune.

As this did not consume too much of his spiritual power, he began drawing the model again after 10 minutes of reflection and rest. After three failed attempts, he finally completed the runes.

Fast Memory, learned!

The next day, facing the morning sun, Harold headed to the library.

On his way, Harold felt the difference after becoming a Level-1 apprentice.

A breakthrough of his mental strength suddenly changed the world in Harold's mind. Everything around him became clear and visible, and the speed of his brain's work also increased.

As long as he was within a certain distance, he could clearly sense all the movements.

There were people passing by with anxious expressions, smiling young ladies, and some people deliberately leaning into the crowd, their eyes staring around. They don't seem like good people.

It was clear that this was the perception of a witch. Perceptions, memories, and many other aspects of a magician completely outperformed a Knight.

In fact, even an advanced Knight might not be able to match his current perception.

As Harold was walking and feeling his change, he suddenly felt an abundant and powerful life force appear behind him like a ferocious beast.

With a clatter of hooves, Harold turned his head.

A few meters away, a burly man was riding a powerful horse in the middle of the road.

The muscular man was extremely tall and strapping, and his usual casual attire was stretched by his muscles. The great sword hung on one side of the horse, shining with a sharp cold light.

Needless to say, he must be a Knight.

Whether it was the sword in his hand or the Knight slaves following him on both sides, all of this showed his special identity.

And from the Knight badge on his chest, he was an intermediate Knight.

Knights are divided into low-level Knights, middle Knights, high-level Knights, Great Knights, and Sky Knights.

A low-level Knight can use his vitality to increase his strength, which is beyond the limits of humans. Intermediate knights were even stronger, with more vitality, and more durable strength. A high-level Knight was able to accumulate his strength completely and even control every muscle in his body. Dozens of people would not be able to approach him.

As for the Grand Knight and the Sky Knight, Harold did not know much about them.

Moreover, as the backbone of this world, Knights in general enjoyed excellent treatment in the Empire. Most of them were nobles or came from great descendants, and their status was high.

However, according to the book, as long as one was well prepared, a Level-1 disciple could even kill a high-level Knight. Thus, Saleen Metatrin's record was filled with contempt for the Knights.

However, despite his humiliation, this Empire was still controlled by the Knights.

Knights are mainstream, and the Magus Saleen Metatrin system seems to appear out of nowhere.

Across this Knight was another Knight.

A golden-haired Knight with eyes as sharp as an eagle was staring at the muscular man in front of him.

“Elvis, are you looking for trouble with me?” The muscular knight glanced at the golden-haired Knight and said.

“You're the one who blocked my path,” Knight named Elvis didn't back down either. The badge with two swords on his chest showed that he was also an intermediate Knight.

“Then let's duel.” The muscular man looked at Elvis and said directly.

The duel!

Solution to the problem between Knights.

And from the crowd's discussions, Harold also understood what was happening.

It turned out that the knight named Elvis was crashing into the path of another knight, which led to this conflict.

Sounds silly.

However, Harold who had been here for more than two months felt that it was normal.

Even two earls could start a war for various reasons, such as the possession of a farmer or a good warhorse.

Within the Empire, there were constant battles.

In war, Knights were the main fighting force. They are very brave. In front of them, ordinary people, unless they were wearing heavy armor, would die in a single blow.

Even if the war failed and the Knights were captured, they would not be killed. Instead, they would be held captive, and their family or Master would pay a large sum of money to redeem them.

This is a world where only ordinary people suffer.

“Good!” Facing the Knight's provocation, Elvis nodded his head.

Then, under the gaze of the commoners, the two knights left haughtily.

Along the way, no one dared to block the path. Everyone dodged.

The two knights were both riding horses, and they seemed to take everything for granted. They looked at the civilians around them without any fluctuation in their eyes. Only when they looked at each other once in a while did their eyes sparkle like sparks.

Tens of meters away, Harold saw this scene. The Knights were walking towards him, so he quickly stepped aside as well, not wanting to cause any trouble.

“Bad world!” After the two knights left, Harold stood there and said softly.

From the gazes of the two knights who had just passed by, Harold saw a sense of superiority, just like how ordinary humans looked at their pets.

They will respect you, communicate with you normally, and even protect you from harm, but deep down, they still hate you. That's not discrimination. Discrimination looks down on you, and this is really indifference.

This is a Knight.

In the eyes of the Knights, the status of ordinary people was even worse than Harold had imagined.

At this moment, several meters away from Harold, a child was staring at him, who was standing on the spot and showing an excited expression. He looked around, then rubbed his hands and came over.

He grabbed the money bag beside Harold with one hand while observing his actions.

‘That's good, his eyes looked straight ahead as if he wasn't alert at all.’

The boy suppressed the excitement in his heart. ‘My first job today!’

However, just as he was about to touch the money bag, a hand gripped his wrist.

The boy looked at Harold, who had turned his head, and showed an expression of disbelief. He looked into the money bag, then at Harold, as if he had seen a ghost.

‘Do you have eyes in the back of your head?

‘I haven't even touched it. How the hell did you know?

‘This makes no sense!’

On the other hand, Harold glanced at the boy in front of him. He was wearing tattered linen clothes and was extremely skinny. He shook his head, then let go of his hand and left.

There were many such children in this world, and most of them were gang members. They are used as money-making tools by gangs. It was extremely pitiful, and Harold did not have to make things difficult for them.

The main thing is that it is troublesome. Even if he hands it over to the sheriff, the sheriff will let him go. After all, he was only a child, and it was difficult to give an effective punishment.

The freed child also seemed grateful. Then, he dashed into the crowd and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

“This world!” Harold touched his empty pocket and sighed.

He had sensed the child's ill will with his overwhelming magician senses, but even if he did nothing, the result remained the same.

He has no money at all. Since he had no money, how could he be stolen?

“Job. I'll be late.”

As if he suddenly realized something, he immediately ran towards the library.

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