Chapter 138 The White Knight Passing By
"Bahhhhh."

With the sound of horse hooves, Roland and Hela rode their horses closer to the village.

This was a small village. When Roland approached, he could see the whole village at a glance.

Judging from the size of the village in front of us, there are probably only twenty or thirty households at most.

Looking at the animal skins hanging in each household and the scattered small farmlands around the village, Roland guessed that this was probably a village mainly based on hunting.

Since Lola and Hela did not hide the sound of their horses' hooves, when they approached the village, the villagers drew their weapons and looked vigilantly in Roland's direction at the village gate.

Hunters holding their hunting bows hid behind various wooden railings. A soldier wearing light armor and holding a long knife stood in the center of the village entrance. Behind him, militiamen wearing animal skins and holding wooden spears held their weapons tightly.

Just as they were on guard, Roland and Hela stopped not far from them.

Seeing Roland and Hela stop, most of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Then Roland glanced at Hela.

Hela met Roland's gaze, nodded, and rode a few steps forward. After getting a little closer, she dismounted and communicated with the lightly-armored soldier standing in the center of the road.

While communicating with Hela, Roland casually looked at the villagers at the entrance of the village.

Compared to the villagers Roland had seen before, the residents of this village were relatively thinner, and their clothes were basically full of patches. Even the guys who were eating had tattered hunting bows in their hands.

The look he gave Roland was also filled with awe and fear.

This is the most common village in the world, stupid, ignorant and backward.

Roland had seen before, whether it was the cultist villages that became wealthy by cannibalizing humans through sacrifice, or the villages that were strictly controlled under the rule of the Tower of Truth and backed by a school of thought. Their prosperity and peace were rare in this world.

Since Roland had been well prepared, the two of them not only had spellcaster badges, but also certificates issued by the Adventurer's Association. Therefore, Hela quickly completed the communication with the light-armored soldier.

Then the lightly armored soldier took off his helmet, revealing an old head.

He shouted a few times and gestured a few times to the villagers at the entrance of the village.

After seeing his greeting, the villagers completely relaxed, left the place in a mess, and returned to their respective houses.

Then, under the guidance of the old man, Roland and Hela led their horses to a house on the edge of the village.

After expressing their gratitude to the old man and paying for one night's lodging with some copper coins, the two men settled down in the wooden house.

Although the wooden house was a bit simple and had some dust accumulated, it was acceptable after being cleaned with magic.

Nothing happened all night.

At dawn the next day, when Roland and Hela were about to leave, the sound of heavy and thundering horse hooves echoed throughout the village.

Listening to the sound of horse hooves, Roland touched his horse's fur and looked up at the direction where the sound came from.

A cavalry force of more than fifty people was galloping towards them from afar.

This is no ordinary cavalry team. Almost all of these fifty-plus men are armed to the teeth.

They all wore white armor of similar style, and the white war horses under their crotch also wore matching vests. At first glance, they were all extraordinary and of good quality.

Except for two or three who are relatively weak and are still at the first level, the rest are at the second and third levels. There are also two fourth-level knights in the front row of the team.

Such a strong force? Which knight order are they from?
Roland took a quick look but didn't recognize him.

Although Roland saw some patterns on their armor, he could only tell from these patterns that they were most likely a religious knight group that believed in the Pantheon.

As for which specific knight order it was, Roland couldn't tell. Similar religious patterns would basically be used by any religious knight order.

Moreover, in his previous life, Roland was on the road of being a wizard and had basically no contact with religious forces. Most of the people he knew were the Knights Templar, which became famous in the later period.

Moreover, the Knights Temperament experienced a number of shocks, splits, disintegrations, and other messy things during the future Silver Queen's accession to the throne and the Reformation, and its foundation had to be changed countless times.

Even if Roland recognized them, he couldn't be sure what their current situation was. However, in the early stages, such a team was a considerable force. Was something going to happen?

Roland frowned and thought for a while, but he didn't find any useful memories from the plot of his previous life.

He shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

Forget it, it’s none of his business. Maybe the plot is different from the previous life.

Anyway, as long as it doesn't affect him, Roland doesn't want to care.

Thinking of this, Roland withdrew his gaze and packed up to leave.

And on the Cavaliers side.

More than fifty knights stopped at the entrance of the village.

Opposite them, the old man who had been wearing light armor changed into a set of shabby but still neat clothes and bowed and greeted respectfully.

Compared to Roland and Hela, who looked ordinary in casual clothes, even if one of these knights was a fool, he would know that they were not easy to mess with.

The old man had no doubt that they could kill everyone in the village without any harm, and at no cost.

Therefore, he did not dare to show any dissatisfaction at all.

At the same time, when the leading knight asked questions, he answered all his questions respectfully, telling as much as he knew and not daring to hide anything.

After racking his brains to answer a few strange questions, the leading knight suddenly looked in the direction of Roland and said.

"Has anyone stayed at your place recently?"

Following the knight's line of sight, the old man was also sweating profusely. He lowered his head and spoke in a low voice.

"Yes, yes. Yesterday two adventurers stayed overnight in our village."

"Ah."

The knight nodded, placed his right hand on the weapon at his waist, and continued to ask.

"Have you paid the accommodation fee?"

"Have."

The old man nodded, took out the accommodation fee that Hela had stuffed into his pocket last night, and showed it to the knight.

Looking at the copper coin in the old man's hand, the knight was also a little surprised. He put his hand down from the weapon at his waist and nodded slightly.

Afterwards, he didn't say anything else, turned around and left the village with his knights.

After the knight left, Roland calmly canceled the prepared spell model.

Roland naturally sensed the hostility and murderous intent of the leading knight.

Looking at the direction the knights left, Roland was also a little surprised, thinking back to the conversation he had just had with the old man.

I didn't expect that he was a white knight who strictly abided by the commandments.

He probably thought that Roland and Hela were trash adventurers who relied on force to do whatever they wanted, and he was going to help the village get rid of them.

However, after knowing that Roland had paid, he did not attack directly, but left a hidden technique at the entrance of the village.

If Roland and Hela were just ordinary adventurers with malicious intentions and attacked the village, they would probably trigger this technique and be directly blown away by it.

Roland took a look at the technique and did nothing. He left the village with Hela.

(End of this chapter)