"Dean Ken, congratulations on becoming an apprentice knight!"

The man sitting behind the desk was serious and rigid. Even if he reached out to take out a rolled parchment from the drawer, he still kept his movements at the same pace, just like a clockwork robot.

After a pause, the man in military uniform pointed to the roll of parchment: "Also, this is the appointment letter to the Knights of Fycharun! I wish you a bright future!"

The man's expressionless blessing showed no sincerity, and similarly, Dean's expressionless response showed no respect, and even a hint of trance; and such a trance undoubtedly seemed negligent in the middle-aged man; therefore, he drove Dean mercilessly in his anger.

"Now, Knight Dean Ken, you need to leave the Central Knights immediately and arrive at the Knights of Fercharon within thirty days to report; if you are late..."

The man did not finish his words, but the threat was self-evident. Moreover, a gloating smile appeared on the expressionless cheek at this moment. In his opinion, the ignorant little boy in front of him, whether he was late or not, would definitely be taught a lesson by the people of the Fercharon Knights far away in Tyr, and a severe lesson.

After all, this was the order of him, Bokoci Bora, deputy commander of the Central Knights Order; a mere local Knights Order naturally knew what to do.

Dean, who stood straight but had a dazed face, instinctively stretched out his right hand and silently headed towards the man in front of him. After giving a standard military salute, he picked up the appointment letter and letter on the table, turned around and walked out--without the hesitation he had imagined, and even made him feel uneasy. This unexpected thing made Bokoji, who was already a little angry, even more angry.

Bang!

He stretched out his palm and patted the tabletop lightly, and immediately, a sergeant walked out of the room next to him.

"Go and spread the news that Dean Ken was expelled from the Central Knights and sent to the border!"

Bokoji gave this order, and then, looking at the sergeant who turned and left, the deputy commander of the Central Knights could not help but sneer: "I dare to ignore me! I originally wanted to let you live a few more days. Since that's the case, then let me die... a ungrateful untouchable, a pig!"

When Bokoji thought of this untouchable, a guy who was as slaughtered as a pig, he couldn't help but laugh.

As for the person who did it?

‘Bat’ Sally is undoubtedly a cruel guy. Facing Dean, who has ruined the other party’s transactions several times, it is certainly impossible for him to show mercy. If it weren’t for Dean’s Central Knights, he would have been thrown into the Emerald Lake long ago, and his corpse would have been gone.

However, this is definitely a piece of news, and for him, it is very good news.

Therefore, Bokoji's laughter became even higher and higher.

...

Dean's trance continued until he stood in front of the camp gate of the Central Knights' camp, and he felt a little responsive. He lowered his head and looked at his military uniform, then picked up his backpack and looked at the appointment letter inside, especially the date of the signature, which he read countless times.

It's October 1501 now!

It was before the Blood Moon War!

Where I am - the Emerald Capital!

Dean's laughter, a laugh of joy, blurted out like this, and this performance made the mercy on the faces of the members of the Central Knights who had been paying attention to him even more intense.

"Crazy! It's really crazy!"

"Whoever encounters such a thing will be crazy!"

"It's really a pity. Dean's swordsmanship is pretty good!"

"Silence, do you also want to be thrown into a countryside place like Tyr's leader?"

The last sentence seemed to have magic, which made the members of the Central Knights who were originally talking about it shut up. They continued to practice without looking at the corner of their eyes, and were still aiming at the peer who had a good future but was now going to die in a foreign land.

Tyrling is a territory adjacent to the dense forest of snow and close to the extreme north. It is a remote and cold place far away from the prosperous countryside. Even the suburbs of the Emerald Capital are a hundred times more prosperous than there. Moreover, I heard that the wind in winter there is like a knife, which can penetrate the hardest armor and cut off people's flesh and blood.

After going to that place, in the eyes of these members of the Central Knights, mostly composed of rich and nobles, it is naturally no different from death.

However, Dean definitely does not include it, or the current Dean!

The moment the explosion sounded, he lost consciousness. Dean knew that he was dead. No one knew better than that amount of burst crystal, especially the one he made by himself, how powerful it was. Even if a strong man of gold level came, he could only end up with a hatred.

Therefore, when he felt his body again, the surprise was so intense, even more surprising than the first time he woke up at Goethe; if it weren't for the years he had been accused of being calm in the face of any horrible incident, he would have exclaimed a long time ago - after that, Dean silently collected the information around him, and the information really made him feel happy!

Because, all the evidence shows that he returned to when he was eighteen-

The memory that had long been forgotten by him, but was suddenly clear at this moment began to appear before his eyes.

The memories of the scenes passed through his mind like film, making him close his eyes and clench his fists - in his previous life, he had too many regrets and too many sorrows, and he could not be calm even until he died; and now, with the opportunity to do it again, all he had to do was cherish it!

He wants to smooth out his sorrow and reject the original regret!

system!

Dean took a deep breath, and he tried to recite the words that only he could understand in his heart, and then, the data that only he could see appeared in front of him-

Name: Dean Ken

Age: 18 years old (human male)

Title: Practitioner Knight

Character Level: 1

Career: Warrior Lv1

XP:0

Life: 16 (Physical Constitution X10)

The familiar panel made Dean's breathing change rapidly, and then another set of data emerged in his field of view:

【Attribute: Strength: 1.5 Agility: 1.6 Constitution: 1.6 Perception: 1.5 Will: 2】

(Normal adults, all attributes are: 1)

Sure enough, it is!

Even though the calm state of mind trained by his assassin career was in chaos at this moment - even if he was still the nameless apprentice knight at this moment, even if he couldn't get a single Kimpton in his whole body, the system he considered to be a life-saving straw is still there.

What's more, the time he is now - before the Blood Moon War!

All disadvantages are no longer important.

Because his memory is still there, his experience is still there, and he remembers clearly how to fight, how to prepare potions, arrange traps, and assassination!

"I'm back, with great reluctance..."

Dean, who was whispering in a low voice, suddenly raised his head, his eyes as cold as a knife: "Siti, Gaosai, God's Cult? I'm back! This time, I will give you a big surprise! I guarantee you will never forget it for life!"

Standing at the door of the Central Knights, Dean made such a vow in his heart, then picked up his backpack and quickly walked towards the north gate of the Emerald Capital - the direction to Tyr's leadership, and there was still someone waiting for him at this moment.
Chapter completed!