Chapter 345: Level 3 Fighting Knight, Just a Loser

"Hey? My Lord, you actually knew it in advance." Rosaria jumped down from the table and puffed up her cheeks. "It's boring. I thought you would be happy. You tricked me into making a wasted trip."

"I only know the general idea. We captured the Baron of Fiery Horse and learned that the Shadow World Sect had the help of the Corrupted Chosen One, but the specific details are still unclear. Rosaria, thanks to you this time, you are worthy of being the eldest lady and the second model worker of the Night Territory."

Field gave a thumbs up and praised him without hesitation.

"Hehe, that's right." Rosaria shook her long hair, "This time I went out, I accumulated enough strength to help you advance to the third-level Dou Qi Knight."

"Oh, how could I forget about Dou Qi Knight. I sacrificed too much for the territory."

Field slapped his head. Rosaria has the ability to feed back Dou Qi. He was too busy and even forgot such an important thing.

"This time I'm invincible."

He put his hands on his waist and was very excited. A third-level fighting knight could fight with a first-level chosen one for a long time, which was considered to have a good ability to save his life.

After returning to Starry Night Castle, Field immediately began to upgrade to a third-level fighting knight.

Countless blood lines flowed out from the Gluttony Great Sword. Field immediately felt that every cell was beating violently, the power like a torrent kept rolling, and the bones all over his body made a "crackling" sound.

If Baron Liema was present, he would definitely swallow his tongue in shock. There was such a violent way to upgrade.

An eighteen-year-old third-level fighting knight is unheard of. Countless people cannot reach the third level in their entire lives.

"Now the serfs who have turned over are singing."

He threw a punch plainly, and the sound of the air bursting like a torn cloth was particularly pleasant.

"Hehe, Shadow World Sect, your brother Fei is here to teach you a lesson."

Thinking of what happened in the Bull Territory and the Shadow World Sect's crazy style of doing things, Field was particularly unhappy.

"Thank you very much, Rosaria." Field thanked sincerely.

"I want to rest, I'm so sleepy."

Rosaria, who had consumed a lot of energy, swayed slightly, yawned tiredly, and even her voice became soft and sticky: "I have consumed a lot of accumulated life energy. I feel dizzy."

"Do you want to add some?"

Field was distressed. Although Rosaria's vitality could be supplemented by killing corpses, she rarely felt so tired.

A sense of guilt arose spontaneously.

But since I felt guilty anyway, I didn't care more.

"Hey?" Rosaria's eyes suddenly widened, and she couldn't help but take two steps back, "What do you mean? It won't be like last time, no, it's too dirty."

"Hehe, this is not up to you."

Field stepped forward, grabbed Rosaria by the waist like a chicken, and after feeling her slight struggle, Field laughed like an elder of the Soul Hall: "Hehehe, you are so weak and still struggling. It's lighter than expected, is it because you have become stronger."

It feels particularly strange to be caught by yourself when you are obviously very powerful.

"You are so mean."

Rosaria was blushing and was stunned, pretending to protest in anger.

How can you thank someone one second and turn your face the next second? It's too mean.

"I'm afraid of you. I'm really a little hungry." Rosaria licked the corner of her mouth, helpless and expectant, "Just don't push it."

The two had a deep discussion on the topic of "Fighting Qi Use and Oral Cleansing".

The next morning.

Tisifa came to Field to work as usual.

He ran into the dignified Rosaria, who was walking around the sand table map of the Night Territory in the lobby on the third floor with her skirt lifted.

"Stare~"

Tisifa narrowed his eyes and glanced at Rosaria's skirt unconsciously with a strange look.

"Don't look at me with that look, I'm fine, and I haven't done anything out of line." Rosaria couldn't stand it anymore, and said in a cold and serious tone, "Any qualified noble lady will not accept unspeakable behavior before marriage."

This is true, most of the nobles are like this. Even Simon, he really let himself go after getting married.

This is about family inheritance.

So in this world, even if there are "Kun" courtyards everywhere, the purity rate of nobles before marriage is surprisingly high. Not to mention the commoners, most of the messes are after marriage.

As for the "right of first night", the lord can issue this decree at any time, but no noble will do such a boring thing. The daughters of common people are not the lovely Cinderella in the movies. Most of them are dirty, ignorant of etiquette, and ugly women.

The beautiful ones are selected as maids or married by merchants.

"No, that's not what I mean." Tisifa waved her hand quickly, "This is in line with the teachings of the Holy Light."

"I know, I was also a loyal believer of the Holy Light ten years ago, and I almost entered the monastery." Shrugging, Rosaria joked, "It's a pity that the Holy Light can't save anyone, but it is used to kill. The Holy Light will be a sharp knife."

"You..."

Tisifa wanted to refute, but there was nothing to say. The Northland believed in the Holy Light at the beginning, but it was eventually corrupted by the disaster and turned into monsters.

"What are you talking about?" Field walked out with a depressed look on his face, no longer the domineering aura of yesterday, with dark circles under his eyes, "Level 3 Dou Qi is not enough. What level 3 Dou Qi Knight, just a piece of shit."

"Nothing, just a greeting." Rosaria smiled, "If you want to fight, just call me Miss."

After saying that, Rosaria returned to the greatsword.

Putting the greatsword on his back, Field stretched his arms twice, patted his cheeks, and made himself energetic: "Let's go, let's go visit Baron Lima."

"Okay, you yesterday..." Tisifa shook his head. Compared with thinking about things ten years ago, yesterday's things are more concerning.

"Oh, just discussing the future of the Night Territory. If you want, I can talk to you."

Field looked vicissitudes, raised his head at a 45-degree angle to the sky, with an expression of worrying about the country and the people.

"I don't believe it." Tisifa rolled his eyes coquettishly.

As a baron and a fighting knight, he naturally cannot be a slave. Anieri was imprisoned in the basement of the Lord's Hall of Starry Night City and guarded by the corrupted greatswordsman.

"Damn it, Field actually has a bunch of fighting warriors."

"Let me out. If the empire suffers losses, you can't take the responsibility!"

"I knew you had a deal with the devil."

Aniri scratched at the iron window, and occasionally leaned on the rusty iron window and roared.

"What responsibility do I have? You even lost the territory you were guarding. No matter how you look at it, you are more responsible." Field walked down the steps unhurriedly and walked to Aniri. "I just got a message. There is not a single suspicious spy in your convoy. Moreover, there are no rebels chasing you."