Chapter 11
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One hour before the fight between Arthur and the bandit began, a group of knights clad in golden made their preparations in the mountainside just ride beside the ravine.
Four knights riding a black horse and three archers on their backs can be seen marching, they form a square pack, and just right in the middle of them is a figure wearing a white hooded dress. The said individual is quite peculiar, he's riding an elegant blond horse with blue eyes. It can be seen that the horses are well-fed and beautifully polished, even with the eyes of the lowly citizens.
Other than that it seems the individual is suffering from old age, his hands can be seen as soggy and dry. He has four rings in each of his hands and it varies from color to color, the individual might be old but the individual reeks an aura like those of royals.
The said group is an oddity, they seem to speak power but there is no regalia or family crest in any of their armors, perhaps they are rouges? or perhaps they are hiding their identity to do some gruesome deeds.
The old man in the middle halted, and so did everyone else. There they spotted an open space with few trees.
The glamorous knights then prepared four tents and have a little settling. The other three tents seem normal since it lacked the luxury, a plain white leather that is 4x4 and in the size of merely 5 feet and with a diameter of 10 meters, only a countable unlucky individual would reside there.
However in the middle was red velvet with smooth leather that have golden stitches all around, it is indeed applaudable for normal eyes, a royal must be resting in that tent.
And then, a group of bandits appeared out of the blue.
The bandits destroyed the image of the knights, making them look petty for being with them even in mere seconds.
They seem to be weak for they lack the equipment like those of knights, they do not possess majestic swords and they seem to lack the common sense of being a warrior, they all wear the same smiling mask and only wear trousers, nothing else.
Well, that was the case until a brute 6'10 beast came out and said, "I was hired, where is your boss". He claimed that only he was hired and the other bandits are just a fill-in.
One golden knight approached then spoke "I am the captain, can you give us a minute while we call our Liege" with a cold daring voice, she removed her golden helmet revealing a masterpiece of a face. With a pointy nose and black paling eyes, red lips, and golden blond hair, she's a world-class beauty.
"What a fine lady you are, perhaps we can grab a table or two?" sarcastically stated the brute.
"For a bandit like you, you sure do pick your words correctly. But I'm afraid I'm not as low as you, so I'd rather date a commoner than a brute who kills people for mone-" before the lady knight even finishes her last words, she received a blow from the brute.
The brute had punched her straight right into her face but it got stopped halfway.
"Watch your insolence mouth woman," said the brute while forcing his hand into her face.
The lady knight with one hand on his fist simply jested and said "can't take an insult eh?" she seemingly took the blow like it was child play but in reality, it could have crushed a normal person's skull.
"Tsk" the brute then took his hand off but...
"wouldn't budge eh?" the lady knight smiled.
The brute's eye suddenly turned black and then forcefully pulled his arm out of her hand to strike another one on her belly but she seemingly avoided it. Frustrated, the brute began throwing a barrage of punches at her but then again she avoided it like he was merely playing with him.
The brute took a hard dash in a blink of an eye and he's suddenly at her back, the impact of him dashing alone caused the ground to shake and he left a crater on where he once stood.
He then continued his barrage of punches.
Every punches the brute makes a silent *bang* can be heard. The brute is punching so hard and fast that it seems he is bending the sound itself.
The lady knight knew the danger she's facing, the moment she noticed that the brute is serious about killing her, she also took him seriously. But she seems to be dancing around her punches, not allowing herself to get hit because she knew one punch could lead to combustion of her insides.
The lady knight was quick to notice that she is being read, every move she makes is now being counterparted by the brute. And there a punch right beside her ear, it was so fast that she couldn't react.
She's merely dancing around his punches but she was startled at how fast the brutes punches had become. "was I late to react?" she asked herself. "no he's going faster" she confirmed.
The brute noticed a change in atmosphere as his ears move solemnly, he notices that the knight had found out his secret and therefore, he must end this quick.
He lunges at her at lightspeed, he appeared right beside her and threw a quick straight hook. And after throwing that hook, a cloud of dust clouded the area where the knight stood.
It was on hit, everyone knew that the knight got hit.
The knight found herself completely safe, her cheeks are just right beside the brute arm. The brute fist is so big that it can grip the lady knights face, she took a deep breath before doing a flip and lunging herself, as she's in the middle of the air she spun herself twice to re-direct her landing spot. She landed elegantly on a tip of the rock, her golden hair flew like its one with the air, with one foot and the other is on top of it forming what seems to be number 4. Not only that she had managed to draw out her sword and put it in front of her making an elegant posture, a light then pierced through the leaves of the tress then sword's tip reflected the light and made it an elegant rainbow, making her landing an elegant show to watch.
Everyone in the place was baffled by the beauty that had been presented right in front of their eyes, but the brute merely "tsks" in response.
"Can't appreciate art?" said the lady knight while staying at her position. "a brute indeed" she jumped and landed like a fine lady.
"A beautiful show, always." a white hooded dress old man appeared just right in front of the red velvet tent. His voice suggests that he's really old because of how rusty it is.
"My liege" the golden knights stated in unison then put one knee on the ground to show respect.
"liege?" the brute said and the ground turned real cold and he noticed, every knight has a dead eye on him and so he gulped as every inch of his body chills up.
"Yes, brute. I'm a royal"
"bow down you mongrels" the brute ordered his men to bow down. Some of them hesitated but it only took a mile-second stare for them to follow, and so they did. One by one.
"You got such manners for a brute" the royal compliment him.
"Arise" the royal ordered his men to stand up "Gather around, we have important matters to discuss"
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