The little follower looked at Arude with longing eyes. This vaguely familiar gaze made Arude feel heartbroken again. Once upon a time, he also looked at those big figures who could control his own destiny with such eyes. In fact, many things he hoped to obtain from the other party are just trivial things for the other party, but he could not obtain them even so, because it is not worth it for many big figures...

"Please tell me." Aruod nodded and said to the little follower.

"My family is the most remote squire in the Principal of Mason. In fact, it has long been a nobleman on the verge of bankruptcy. My father fought for the Duke for his whole life, but he did not get much spoil. As a result, even the only old war horse in his family died on the battlefield, and my father was demoted from a cavalry to an ordinary pedestrian sergeant. He has always regretted that there was no real knight in his family. If a knight could be produced in my family, then our fields would not be occupied and deprived, and we had a fief of our own family." The little follower wiped the corners of his eyes with his dirty sleeves. His usual arrogance came from his inner inferiority, as if only this could relieve the pain. He sucked his nose while narrating, and Aruod listened patiently.

"In order to make a name for himself, my father sold his old chain mail and used the money to send me to you, hoping that one day he could become a servant, and gradually the servant was crowned as a knight. I know that this is not traditional, but can I die as a knight before I die?" The young follower raised his head and looked at Aruod with tears in his eyes. He was not sure whether his unreasonable thought could be realized. The canonization of a knight must be obtained through a long test and needs to be recognized by his lord. Every knight is skillful and brave, and is a person with reputation.

"How is this possible? You are not even a servant, how can you get the super-class enthronement?" Baron Wendell frowned and said. This kind of thing has never happened before, but he has never seen it in his life.

"Father, lend me your sword." Arod looked at the pale little entourage in front of him, and turned to Baron Wendell and said.

"Uh?" Baron Wendell looked at Aruod in surprise, but he still untied the sword around his waist and handed it to Aruod who was standing in front of the little follower.

"Clang~~~." Aruod pulled out Baron Wendell's sword, and the sword body was shining with a little cold light. The sudden outshelf of the sword made several followers Aruod nervous. People who stood a little farther away and didn't know what Aruod and his little followers said. They thought Aruod was going to kill the criminal privately in anger, so they all surrounded him.

"Low your head." Aruod took a step back slightly. He held the hilt of the sword with his hands tightly and said to the small follower.

"Ah." Seeing Aruod pulling out his sword, he thought he had offended the young follower of the great nobleman, and his face was pale and scary, but when Aruod asked him to lower his head, he trembled all over. Could it be that Lord Gong Xiang really agreed to his request?

"My legal ruler of Mecklenburg County, appoint you with the title of my Count~~~Well, what is your name?" Aruod held the sword and placed the sword on the left shoulder of the small entourage, and said loudly. His voice echoed in the dungeon. Those who heard this sound came over. They saw the palace prince of Mason's Duchy of Mason, wearing a Germanic noble robe, holding a sharp sword in his hand, and the small entourage who was declared an assassin knelt at his feet.

"Rudolph Holland." The young follower excitedly reported his name. He said his name and surname that were not known to people on weekdays. His body trembled slightly due to excitement, but he tried his best to straighten his back.

"Rudolph Holland I will appoint you as the knight of Mecklenburg with the title of Earl of Mecklenburg and the divine duty given to me by God. From now on, you will serve me with all your heart and strength to serve me, your monarch, and I will also give you a fief and reputation commensurate with your identity. You will protect the weak and uphold justice, and serve God with the sword in your hand, and serve your monarch~~~~." Arod said as he enthroned the knight's oath

Ci, while using the tip of the sword in his hand to switch from the left shoulder to Rudolph's right shoulder, when he completed the last oath, he slapped the sword on his back and completed the entire oath ceremony of the canonization knight. Of course, the real canonization knight ceremony is much more complex and solemn than this, and it often takes several days to complete. However, the people who witnessed this scene in the dungeon clearly felt that the expression of the little follower Rudolph had changed.

"Thank you, Lord Gong Xiang." The little follower Rudolph felt the feeling of being beaten by the sword body on his back. At this moment, he clearly felt that a sacred light shone into this dark dungeon.

"I will grant you the title of devotee, Sir Rudolf." Arod took his palm over Rudolf's head, and after he said that, he turned and left.

When Arod pulled his thoughts back from his memories, many town civilians had gathered under the gallows. They raised their heads and looked at Jeff and the little follower Rudolph who were pushed onto the wooden platform with great enthusiasm. The fat Jeff tried hard to kick the ground with his legs, and his body leaned back and was unwilling to go up. He pulled his throat and shouted, but it attracted laughter from the audience below. The palace guards who escorted him forced him up without saying anything. Although the little follower Rudolph had trembling with his legs, he walked up without anyone's support, which won everyone's applause.

"May the Lord forgive your sins and pray for your soul now." A priest wearing a white long-eared hoodie, wearing a priest's holy robe and a black cloak, walked up with a wooden cross in his hand, and walked to Jeff and his young follower Rudolph, who was about to be hanged, and held the wooden cross before Jeff, allowing him to confess his death.

"Wuwuwu." Jeff suddenly grabbed the wooden cross and kissed the cross desperately, just like a person who fell into the water grabbed a straw and refused to let go.

Finally, with the help of the court guards, the priest took his cross back from Jeff. He hurriedly completed his deathbed confession and immediately stood aside. Two executioners wearing black pointed hoods put the rope around the necks of Jeff and his little entourage Rudolph. With a call to the several servants who pulled the other rope and used force together, the rope tightened and hung Jeff and his little entourage Rudolph in mid-air.

"Uh, um, crunch~~~." The two people who were executed thrust their toes in the air for a few times, and a terrible sound of coughing sound was made in their throats. Their bodies hang in the air for a moment and then no longer move, but they sway with the rope like leaves in the wind.
Chapter completed!