Chapter 7
In this evening, a fancy horse drawn carriage slowly rode across a road in the Kete province. This carriage was made with first cla.s.s materials, with a symbol carved on it, an iris wrapped around two crossing swords, a crown on top of the hilts. Two swords meant that this family once had a marshal served the king, and the crown meant they were blood related to the royal family.
There were ten knights in light armor surrounding the car. Although the armors are of good quality, the knights weren’t high in spirits. Mard sat next to the carriage driver with a straw in his mouth. He looked at the sky then knocked on the carriage’s window. "Master Duwei, should we find a place to rest? It’s getting dark."
"Fine." As Duwei answered, a knight on horse rode towards the carriage from afar and said, "Supervisor, there’s a town ahead, it seems like our only place to rest tonight."
"Master Duwei ordered, we should rest ahead tonight." Mard said.
There were only twenty knights that followed Duwei from the imperial city. A vice general could only afford to have twenty knights to accompany his eldest son to their family territory. How shabby it is. You have to know those n.o.bility in the imperial city would bring a team of servants and guards to even a picnic.
Even these twenty knights were specially picked. Everyone knew Duwei lost the right to heir, so no one wanted to follow him and live life in a rural area. These twenty knights were either low in combat skills, or rejected by their comrades, or young and naive.
Ever since the group left