The noise caused by Adam was too great, which instantly attracted the attention of the audience. The attendants and servants saw the fallen leaves flying beside Adam, and the Knight Wright felt the amazing energy.

"This kind of mental power is definitely stronger than Miss Ophelia, it's incredible!" Knight Wright was shocked, but his feet were not slow at all. The red fluctuation appeared again. With a sound of the ground, a shallow pit appeared in place, and the Knight himself had already arrived under a tree more than a hundred meters away.

"Incredible! Incredible!" Knight Wright reached out and grabbed Adam, feeling the extraordinary energy that was still stuck around Adam's body and couldn't stop exclaiming.

Adam's condition is very bad now, because the energy injected is too rough, and his skin appears densely packed as scars cut and whipped with knife. His pores are wide, his capillaries are ruptured, and fine blood vessels continue to overflow from it. Wright hurriedly took Adam away from the training ground and ran towards the manor's room. For the knights loyal to the earl, everything in the manor is the earl's wealth. He cannot watch Adam die here, otherwise it would be his dereliction of duty.

However, some people don’t think so. For example, the bearded man Qiao, who came to the manor at the age of ten, could tell at a glance that Adam was injured because his body could not withstand energy. After detecting that he did not have the qualifications to become a knight in practice, Qiao was very jealous of all qualified people, let alone that this person was a fool who was not as good as him.

"Go to die, go to die!" Qiao cursed viciously.

The backward science and technology in this world have not invented an effective way to deal with this trauma. The doctor just used salt water to clean Adam's body. As for whether he would suffer from tetanus and whether there was any problem in his body, his medical skills could not even judge, and of course he was helpless and could only leave his fate.

"It seems that he is fine now. Although his breathing is weak, it is still stable. There is no sign of infection in the wound for the time being. Take him back to rest." The doctor announced the result in a calm manner. He has done what he can do. Whether Adam can survive can only rely on luck.

Knight Wright understood the doctor's meaning, nodded and took Adam away. At this time, the door opened, and two young men came in one after another. Both of them had golden hair, blue eyes, and clothes made of luxurious fabrics. The belt around their waists made their figure more upright. Behind them, a strong man was followed by each, and they looked at their clothes as they were at the same level as Knight Wright.

After seeing the two, Knight Wright hit his left chest with a heavy punch, while the doctor bowed slightly and said, "Master Marshall, Master Dennis."

These two men are the count's eldest and second sons. Marshall took the lead, nodded at the two, and asked, "This is what caused the energy to rush through practice of breathing... Well, what's his name?"

The second son Dennis wanted to step forward, but when he saw Marshall take the lead, he didn't fight, but just flickered his eyes behind him.

Marshall's problem caused embarrassment. Adam's name was probably only known by a few servants who were about the same age as old Maff and had a good relationship. The rest of them were always called fools.

Knight Wright responded: "He is Miss Ophelia's groom, and his name is...everyone calls him a fool."

The name Ophelia seemed to have magical magic. Marshall's movements were stiff when he heard it. After he recovered, he sat on the chair and stared at Adam, and asked, "Oh? Is it my sister's groom? In other words, the breathing method was taught by his sister?"

Dennis smiled and his eyes narrowed and still said nothing.

It was still Wright Knight. This time he hesitated for a moment before he said uncertainly: "I think it shouldn't be. He never talks when he has a brain problem, his body has always been weak, and he has never shown any talent. He never participated in training. This is the second time he has been on the training ground in six years."

Knight Wright sighed in his heart. He didn't understand why his children were so anxious when the Count was in his prime?

As Marshall was in a state of excitement, the red fluctuations around his body flashed and the seats under him shattered. He stared at Adam with bright eyes, as if he had seen a rare treasure, and muttered to himself: "The second time, that is, have you never practiced?"

Dennis' smile stopped and looked at the knight who followed him quietly. The knight understood and quietly left the room.

Marshall knew his brother's actions very well, and his eyes flashed with viciousness, but now is not the time to care. Such a genius must be taken into his hands. If what Wright said was true, then this fool would be an important bargaining chip for his inheritance of the title.

"Haha, my sister is too careless. How can such a genius be just a groom? If he can become a knight, my father would probably be very happy. But it's not a fault for her. After all, she is busy practicing every day and doesn't care about anything else, so..." Marshall waved, and the knight behind her stepped forward and wanted to pick up Adam.

"So, I will train him."

Dennis smiled again on his face, stepped forward and stopped the Knight, and then said to Marshall: "Brother, he is his sister's servant after all. I'm not good to take him away directly, right? I'm afraid my sister will get angry when she finds out."

Dennis's smiling face was full of deep reluctance. Why did good things never appear on her? Her father supported her elder brother. Her younger sister had terrible talents, and she had nothing. But why, her elder brother was mediocre, and her younger sister only knew how to practice all day long, and only she had the ability to inherit the title. Why is such a genius not her subordinate?

Marshall looked at Dennis with a ferocious corner of his mouth, but said gently: "My dear brother Dennis, what are you doing? Do you want to stop me?"

Dennis responded calmly, but he did not take a step back: "No, no, brother, why would I stop you? I just have to wait until my sister is here before making a decision. Otherwise, if there is a conflict between the brother and sister because of a servant, my father would not be happy, right?"

Marshall was anxious and took the fool away now. When he asked for instructions in front of his father, his father would definitely comfort Ophelia. But by the same token, if Ophelia came later and took the fool away, he would never have a chance again.

"Dennis, get out of here!" Marshall's voice became cold and his eyes were staring at his younger brother fiercely.

Dennis was unmoved: "Why is my brother so urgent? Wait a little longer, isn't it good to make a decision when my sister arrives? You know, father..."

The red fluctuation appeared next to Marshall again, and he shouted in a low voice: "I'm talking once, Dennis, get out of the way, otherwise..."

Dennis' expression changed, and the corners of his mouth mockedly raised: "What else? My dear brother, are you going to attack me?" At the same time, a red fluctuation that was stronger than Marshall also appeared on him, with an open and confrontation ahead.

Dennis was fearless. Although his guardian knight left the room, Krlet was still there. Wright was completely loyal to the earl and would never watch Marshall hurt him. As long as he was delaying, he could withdraw from the battle when Ophelia arrived, he watched Marshall and Ophelia hurt each other. As for tearing his face with his brother, haha.

Marshall suddenly grabbed Adam and shouted, "Quinn, do it!" He knew he was not Dennis's opponent.

Quinn loyally executed the order, with red light, and his arms spread out and hugged Dennis. Even if he took action, he would not have the courage to really hurt Dennis. Otherwise, the Earl would never let him go. It was not a life-and-death battle now. Just delay Dennis for a few seconds.

The doctor was just an ordinary person, and he could not gain a foothold in the battle between these knight-level monsters, so he rolled and crawled out of the room.

Knight Wright sighed again, his breath echoing back and forth in the closed room. He stepped like a step between Dennis and Quinn, blocking Quinn, and Dennis punched Marshall: "Brother, you will hurt him like this. If you are pinching him to death, would you guess your sister will attack you? Just like you are against me?"

"Dennis, you are seeking death. I am the heir to the title. Everything under the Earl Leader will be mine. No matter who he is now, he should be loyal to me!" As he said, punching Dennis, and after each took a step back, he said angrily.

Before Dennis could speak sarcastically, he heard a female voice coming from outside the door with footsteps: "Marshall, I don't know who gave you the courage to say such words. Who do you think you are? Do you think we are your slaves?"

"Ophelia." Dennis greeted.

"Ophelia, damn it!" Marshall raised his head and roared silently in his mouth.

From the outside, Ophelia is a perfect woman with creamy fair skin and a devil-like figure. Her long golden hair hangs like waves around her waist. When her eyes as blue as the sky look around, no one dares to look at her.

Ophelia walked up to Marshall and said coldly: "Get out of the way."

Marshall: "Ophelia, you..."

"I said get out of the way. Do you want to fight with me? Add your guardian knight?" Ophelia's tone was plain, and her eyes did not even stop at Marshall. Instead, she looked at Adam who was lying quietly on the bed. She didn't know how the fool who had been feeding her horses for seven years suddenly became a genius.

"Let's go!"

For pretentious idiots, ignoring them is more annoying than mocking them in person, but what is helpless is that Marshall has no choice but to face this Valkyrie woman.

So he and Quin could only leave the room in a panic like a defeated dog.
Chapter completed!