Blond hair and green eyes, a well-proportioned and vigorous figure, and a humble smile on the face.
The man's handsome face resembled Morse's, but he exuded a bit more calmness.
His gaze seemed hesitant, but in reality, it concealed an extremely strong confidence.
Walking through the garden, each movement resembled a king strolling through his own territory.
A man like a lion's leader.
This was Angelet's first impression, and a hint of seriousness appeared in his eyes.
From this man, he sensed a strong scent of blood.
Obviously, the man not only killed people with his own hands but also killed a considerable number.
His indifferent demeanor, the disdain in his eyes, was genuine, impossible to fake or disguise.
Only those who killed daily had eyes like that.
"This is my other son, Hyland Ledro," the City Lord introduced Angele.
Angelet snapped out of his thoughts, smiling and nodding at the other party.
"Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Hyland."
Hyland still held a trimming shears in his hand, showing no concern for what he called mystical beings. He had absolute faith in his own abilities.
He also casually nodded at Angelet.
However, when he started to casually glance around, he suddenly revealed a look of astonishment.
After his gaze swept past Angele, he immediately stepped back.
His eyes lingered on Angelet for a long time, and his gaze became somewhat heavy. Slowly, he spoke:
"It's my oversight, didn't pay attention to someone as powerful as you."
"Oh?" Angelet was surprised. "You mean..."
Hyland handed the trimming shears to the servant next to him and walked over alone.
His eyes deliberately stopped at the longsword on Angelet's waist for a long time.
Angelet immediately understood his intention.
He detected Angele's knight-class strength.
"Chip, check Hyland's information."
"Scanning started...
Hyland Ledro: Strength 8.2, Agility 6.1, Constitution 5.8, genetic information unclear. The subject should keep a distance of over fifty meters from the target. Conversely, in case of enmity, there is a 52.78% chance of danger."
"Ah..." Angelet took a breath.
This ratio... it meant that even if he cooperated with magic now, he would only have half the chance of winning against the person in front of him. He might even be slightly weaker. And looking at his physique...
He was a Grand Knight...
It wasn't surprising that Hyland was so confident.
Angelet even found Hyland more formidable.
Basically, among the knights he encountered, those at the middle knight level had average physical strength ranging from 2 to 3.
In fact, the physique of high-level knights was not much better than middle-level knights, but they had an explosive life energy technique that could enhance certain attributes in one go, and the degree of enhancement was greater than that of middle-level knights.
This was why Angelet could rely on his swordsmanship to compensate for his middle knight physique, making his strength comparable to high-level knights.
But Grand Knights were different. Their physique, in general, could reach a very high level.
Facing opponents below the level of Grand Knights, the advantage in physical strength alone could bring a very high chance of victory. It was said that after reaching the Grand Knight level, life energy would also provide a certain defensive ability to the body.
Not to mention their strength after the burst of life energy...
A Grand Knight was essentially described as a war machine.
If there was no corresponding opponent, no one could resist unless faced with dozens of archers keeping their distance.
This was the first time they had met, but Hyland, who was originally disdainful, became the most enthusiastic person towards Angelet.
In the subsequent private feast, he often invited Angelet for a drink and actively discussed topics of mutual interest.
On the other hand, Morse and City Lord Alf seemed a bit silent.
Alf just smiled and listened to the conversation between the two.
Morse's smile seemed forced, and several times when he wanted to interrupt, he was pushed aside by Hyland. His face became increasingly unpleasant.
That night, after the feast, Hyland personally drove the carriage to pick up Angelet.
Originally, he intended to invite Angele to live in the castle, but after being politely refused, Hyland didn't care and acted very graciously.
This made Angelet have a good impression of him.
Sitting on the carriage back, Angelet also learned some information from the accompanying guards.
Hyland Ledro was the only Grand Knight in the entire city of Lennon, and he held the title of Lion of Lennon.
He was currently thirty years old, had participated in three campaigns for the kingdom, fought with significant achievements. Even though he did not inherit the position of City Lord, he still received the title of Grand Knight Lion of the Southwest from the National King.
He had an independent reward territory, although not as large as the administrative scope of the city of Lennon, it was equivalent to that of an ordinary baron.
This made Angelet a little moved by Hyland's goodwill towards him.
He knew Hyland's intention, and he could feel Hyland's threat towards him. The other party was not much different.
Because of this, Hyland showed such enthusiasm towards Angelet. In their conversations at the table, he implied that if Angelet joined his faction, he would treat him as an equal friend.
And from his words, he repeatedly talked about the vast territories surrounding the region.
Angelet vaguely sensed his intense confidence and ambition for the nearby territories.
Such a person was undoubtedly a heroic figure.
However, due to the temporary settlement decision, Angelet was also very happy to encounter someone like Hyland. He did not object to joining his faction.
But putting these aside, the first thing he needed to determine was what benefits he could gain by joining Hyland's military.
Returning to the store, Angelet was surprised to see Tia still standing in the yard, holding a branch she didn't know where she found, constantly practicing the basic sword techniques he taught.
"Alright, you can go back now. If you practice too much, it will create hidden injuries in your body. Don't overdo it," Angelet threw a towel.
The black towel completely covered Tia's small head. She hesitated before quickly pulling the towel off, wiping the sweat off her face.
"I understand, sir."
"Call me master from now on," Angelet corrected.
"Yes, master."
After Tia wiped off the sweat, she took a bucket of water from the well, wiped the sweat off the towel, folded it, and handed it to Angele before bowing respectfully and leaving.
Afterwards, Angelet realized that the entire store had been cleaned.
The floor was also cleaned extremely clean.
He became more and more satisfied with this disciple of his.
...
Time passed day by day.
Angelet settled into the store, spending each day meditating, researching, practicing sword techniques, and at the same time studying the art of concealing magical energy.
During the day, he had some free time to teach the little girl Tia. Occasionally, he was invited to private hunting and drinking parties with Hyland.