The core of the Viscount Gerteng is of course Gerteng City.

Generally speaking, the common people in this world do not have surnames, only nobles have one. The surnames of nobles are their titles. In order to emphasize this, they will most likely name their ruling centers by family surnames.

For example, Duke Zhang San (assuming this duke), his duke's capital is called Zhang Sancheng - oh, it should be called "Zhang" City, because "Zhang" is the surname.

For example, the two candidates who are currently fighting for inheritance are Romon Gerten, who claims to be the illegitimate son of Viscount, and Stir Gerten, the niece of Viscount.

Then, for example, when he was wearing Sui Xiong's incarnation as a hat on his head, he must have a surname, but he just refused to say it out.

Of course, it is not necessary for nobles to have surnames. Many priests also have surnames. For example, priests who are favored by God can get surnames given by God. For example, if the holy land of Sui Xiong is built, then senior priests who participate in the construction and management of sacred land can also use the name of the holy land as their surname. Of course, non-priests can also be given names... but no matter what, they are the minority after all.

In general, in Sui Xiong's view, the level of civilization development in this world is really not high enough. It has not yet developed to the point where it is necessary to register the names of civilians on a large scale, so that it is necessary to give the surnames to civilians - on earth, China completed this work at the latest in the Warring States Period. Compared with the level of productivity, even if the spell is not considered, the level of productivity in this world is higher than that in the Warring States Period in China!

From this we can see that the rulers of this world, whether they are nobles or gods, are all a group of five scoundrels who are dragging their roots for the development of civilization!

When Sui Xiong was slandering the rulers of this world, Lei had already gone with Stile along the obviously unmaintained dirt road to Gerteng City.

He did not ride his own Xunlong, but released it when he approached the edge of the greystone mountain range, allowing it to restore its freedom. Because the characteristic of "Black Armor Knight riding Xunlong" is too conspicuous. In contrast, the words "Black Armor Knight" are much more common.

In order to restore the nature of this riding animal that has been completely tamed to its beast, he, who has always been proud and stubborn, so he asked Sui Xiong for help, using Sui Xiong's power to stimulate the wildness in Xunlong's heart and allow it to adapt to life in the mountains and forests.

When the mount that had been with him for several years suddenly showed fierce light in his eyes, as if he wanted to attack, but carefully considered each other's strength and left without any attachment, Sui Xiong noticed that the lonely thief's eyes showed deep sadness.

Perhaps... For this man who has been accustomed to loneliness for many years, the mount is almost his only friend. He parted ways at this moment, and it can be said that he was completely breaking up with friendship, so he couldn't help but feel sad.

Lei's riding skills were very good, which surprised Stile. Although she called Lei "Knight", she didn't really think he was a knight in her heart - who had ever seen a down-and-out knight who had no mount, a gun and a sword on his back, and was trekking alone in the mountains?

A true knight, no matter how he is in a bad mood, a sword in his palm is indispensable. Because of the lack of these two most important weapons, his strength will be greatly reduced.

But when she witnessed the amazing riding skills of the Black Armor Knight, she doubted her previous judgment.

A man who only touched his hand twice and made a violent horse docile and obedient; a man who rode a horse as relaxed as walking, and even the rhythm of his speech was not affected at all; a man who rode on a horse, and the movements of the man and the horse were completely coordinated, and seemed to be able to draw his sword to fight at any time... Such people are not knights, so the standards of knights are too high!

In her impression, it seemed that the most famous knights of Gerteng were the only ones who were in charge of Gerteng.

This mysterious black armored knight isn't really a powerful knight, right?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help feeling nervous again.

Knights, especially powerful knights, generally have origins and backgrounds. There are two most common origins, one is children with too low inheritance in aristocratic families, and the other is elites specially trained by the church. No matter which one, they must have seen the world and are well-versed in the "rules of aristocratic families".

She was confident that she would play with an adventurer who had little understanding of the aristocratic world in applause, but her confidence would inevitably shrink greatly when facing a knight from a truly aristocratic origin or a preparatory senior trained by a church.

Will she be better at playing tricks than other nobles? Obviously not. If this is the case, why would she be airborne by the illegitimate son of a big problem and almost even give up his life?

So, what about the church's preparatory senior management? I'm afraid it may not be much better. After all, they were trained to sing on stage with the nobles and intrigue with each other. Perhaps he is better at using his brain than using his sword...

Thinking of this, Stile couldn't help feeling uneasy, feeling that he seemed a little suspicious of driving a tiger into the front door and entering the wolf in the back door.

What's worse is that the tiger at the front door is still there...

Stile Gerten, who always thinks he is smart and beautiful (the latter is particularly important) can be regarded as the essence of the younger generation (if only considers something, maybe it is), suddenly felt that his previous choice might not be so wise.

But as the saying goes, "there is no turning back," she is now forced to a dead end, and stretching her head and shrinking her head is nothing more than a single knife. Just like a civilian who has been pushed into the noble court, the crimes and punishments have been arranged, and the trial is just a formality. At this time, even if there is only a glimmer of hope, she must fully use her mouth and guns to the fullest. It is best to beat the whole audience, and the plaintiff and the judge are speechless.

In this case, even the next day, the imperial minstrel sang "No matter how wonderful the criminal's argument is, it is not worthy of winning applause." At least after working hard, you can smile slightly when you go to the gallows and silently say "This is the meaning of the superiority, not the crime of war", and win yourself the final dignity.

Thinking of this, Stile was relieved.

No matter what, it is better than being fucked by those lovers while strangling them to death...

Two horses carried the knight on their backs and walked towards Gerten City without any haste. When they saw Stile passing by intact, the captain of the guard guarding the city gate was wide open, almost to the point where people doubt whether his eyes would fall out.

"Miss Sithir?!" He subconsciously stopped Sithir's horse, but didn't know what to say.

Saying "Welcome back"? It's not appropriate. If Master Romon knew that he was welcomed in public, he would have no need to know his fate!

So, saying "Why are you here?" It's not okay. Miss Stile is still the heir of the Viscount, second only to Master Romon. She is just a mere doorkeeper, and she is not in bed, so how can she be disrespectful to her! If you really think that a tiger who is dying of illness can't bite people to death!

What exactly should I say...

A layer of fine beads of sweat floated on the forehead of the burly captain, and they quickly moved closer to each other and became larger. In less than half a minute, they turned into two rays of sweat flowing down their cheeks.

Fortunately, he was a veteran after all, and he was a little anxious and wise. He barely came up with an excuse and asked with a smile: "Miss Stile, didn't you take a group of people out of the city before? Why did you bring only one when you came back?"

Stile smiled coldly, and disappeared from the usual slutty aura that he would glare at when he saw people. He raised his head, put on a nostril to look at people, and said in the arrogant tone of a nobleman who was too noble to be no longer aristocratic: "I don't know yet that a guard guard in Gerteng City dared to question the lord he was loyal to - do you think that what I do and what entourage I brought, I still need to report to you?"

This was really heavy, and it was simply rising to the level of class struggle. The captain suddenly became excited, stood at attention, posed in the most upright military posture, and shouted: "Line! Welcome Miss Stile back to the city!"

Although the soldiers did not understand very well, they saw that their superiors were all cleaned up, so they didn't know how to wake up! They immediately lined up in two teams according to their usual training and formed a welcome formation.

Strictly speaking, their approach is not in accordance with the rules, and the welcome ceremony is something that only the lord can enjoy. When the Viscount died and the position of the Viscount was empty, no one in the Gerteng lord was qualified to accept this welcome.

But at this time, who will investigate it in depth?

If we follow the original plan, there are probably some, because Romon arranged two people at the city gate to deal with possible accidents.

But seeing this scene from afar, one of the two had already turned over and ran towards the Viscount Mansion to deliver a letter. The other person who seemed to have good strength thought about it over and over again, but in the end he still didn't come to stop him.

Of course, these two people are not fools. When they see Stile, the weak chicken who is about to die, suddenly transformed. Not only is it full of confidence, the group of lovers who have been bribed by them have also been replaced by a black armored knight of unknown origin, and immediately felt something was wrong.

Since something is wrong, you cannot act rashly. Especially the extraordinary strength left behind is close to the level of a high-level swordsman and has outstanding vision. He looked at Lei carefully, but was shocked to find that although the black-armored knight was riding on the horse, his body was in a situation where he could deal with attacks from any direction at any time, which was simply impeccable - this could no longer be described as "strong", it was completely beyond imagination!

He has seen all the most powerful knights in Gerteng. Those who can maintain this state, but when they are in battle, they obviously do not intend to fight with others, but can maintain this state in daily life.

He easily came to the conclusion without very complicated logic.

A conclusion that scared him so much that his legs were a little weak.
Chapter completed!