Chapter 114: The Spar
Chapter 114: The Spar
Through the inn window, one could see large crowds of idlers on the street, madly surging towards the castle.
News that two knights were about to duel in the square before the castle had already spread throughout the entire city.
For Montreal, starved of entertainment, this was undoubtedly a rare diversion. Especially for those of the lower classes, to be able to personally witness their high and mighty knightly lords distinguish themselves not only in skill but also in life and death, was simply too wonderful!
"The duel, is it only starting now?" Lothar didn’t know exactly what had transpired.
He truly had no interest in watching a knightly duel with a foregone conclusion, but to not show up at all also seemed inappropriate. After all, that Montreal knight had insulted the honor of the Royal Knights.
"Ulm!" Lothar summoned his first Winged Hussar, took out a heavy coin pouch, and said, "Tell Pepin this is a personal bonus I’ve prepared for him. Remember, give it to him before the battle begins. And tell him, I am not watching the duel because I know he will surely win this battle!"
Ulm nodded. "Milord, I will remember to tell him what you said."
"Andreas!" Lothar then summoned another Winged Hussar and placed a heavy coin pouch, filled with silver Denarii, into his hand. "Go purchase some silk, and also engage a priest and a craftsman skilled in heraldry. This afternoon, I intend to hold a knighting ceremony."
Andreas’s expression changed slightly. He opened his mouth, wanting to speak but hesitating.
"Relax, you are one of them." Lothar patted his shoulder; almost all the Winged Hussars knew this was his signature gesture for showing appreciation to someone. Even many knights of the Royal Knights considered it an honor to be patted on the shoulder by Lothar.
Tears immediately welled up in Andreas’s eyes. Being transformed into a Winged Hussar didn’t mean they had become unfeeling puppets.