Chapter 100: Don’t Speak the Truth, I Didn’t Admit It

A knightly duel ended in a very comical and ridiculous way. The winner was disgraced, and the loser was in painful embarrassment. After Verlinke passed out, Yuna Peck did not stay there, summoning two official knights who were waiting outside. They carried Verlinke and left in a carriage.

“Little Weir, you did that on purpose, didn’t you?” Senior Knight Molly recovered from her uproarious laughter and came over to Little Weir, patting him hard on the shoulder. This kid was improving so fast, he could actually contend with an official knight for over a hundred moves. One had to know that he had only been receiving knight training for just over two months.

“Don’t state the obvious so bluntly, I haven’t admitted anything.” Little Weir’s remark, which was like ‘no three hundred taels of silver buried here’, made Molly laugh non-stop. The two exchanged a knowing glance, and understanding each other implicitly, they went aside to whisper.

“The adaptation of the Orc Fist Art has already attracted the attention of other noble families. I believe many major cities in the kingdom with branches of the Kendall family are already under surveillance, because they have come out into the open, and we cannot stop them, nor can we use petty tricks to disrupt them.” Senior Knight Molly said unhappily, “So, the research during this period can only be temporarily put on hold. We’ll continue when the dust settles.”

“Is the Peck family very powerful in the kingdom?” Little Weir wasn’t actually very clear about the domestic powers. His focus had originally only been on Drake City. Later, following Professor Weiser’s teachings, he had based his understanding on humans, orcs, elves, dragons, and so on, but he was quite lacking in knowledge about royal powers and the like.

“They’re alright, similar to the Kendall family. Hmm, I’m talking about the main Kendall family.” Molly said with a troubled expression, “I still underestimated the allure of the Orc Fist Art. It would have been great if we could have completed the adaptation of all the Orc Fist Arts we have in hand and then released them all at once.”

Little Weir shook his head and said, “It’s not that you underestimated the allure of the Orc Fist Art; it’s impossible to overstate its importance. However, everyone has overestimated the prospects of the imitation Orc Fist Art. If it’s just to supplement a knight’s unarmed combat and accelerate physical fitness improvement, it’s not bad. But to reach the level used by orcs is basically impossible, perhaps not even achieving thirty percent of the effect they get.”

“Oh, have you discovered something, you rascal?” Senior Knight Molly had no doubt about this kid’s genius, after all, he was the first to adapt and imitate the Orc Fist Art. But now this kid was pouring cold water on the imitation Orc Fist Art, which was a bit incredible.

Little Weir nodded, saying with a relaxed expression, “Actually, to put it plainly, it’s very simple; it’s just that everyone hasn’t paid attention to it. What is the biggest difference between orcs and humans?”

“Bloodline!” Senior Knight Molly seemed to have thought of something, and after a moment of contemplation, she suddenly realized, “Legend has it that orcs possess the bloodline of magical beasts, and the Orc Fist Art uniformly imitates the movements of magical beasts. Could the biggest secret of the Orc Fist Art lie in the bloodline? If there isn’t a corresponding orc bloodline, even if the imitation Orc Fist Art has some effect, it’s just a clumsy imitation. Is that right?”

“You finally figured it out. Actually, this is also the conclusion I’ve come to after repeated contemplation recently. The quality of the Orc Fist Art already dropped a level after being adapted and imitated. Coupled with the lack of orc bloodline bonuses, it drops another level. Looking at it this way, the value of these fist arts, besides improving physical fitness, can only serve as a supplement to knight training. It won’t become mainstream in the human race, nor is it that important.” Little Weir’s words were like a thunderclap that woke Senior Knight Molly. No wonder her brother didn’t value these things and had advised her not to invest too much energy in them. It turned out he had already figured it out a long time ago, but she had been stuck in a rut and couldn’t get out. Only Little Weir’s advice would she listen to, after all, the origin of this matter was with him.

After calming down,

Senior Knight Molly began to ponder repeatedly and found that, just as Little Weir said, the imitation Orc Fist Art was both important and not important. It offered some benefits but would not affect the overall situation of the human and orc confrontation, at least the impact was not as great as she had previously expected. However, the study of imitation fist arts was very beneficial for a little genius like Lilith, greatly helping with her realm advancement. Molly breathed a sigh of relief, “Since that’s the case, let’s put this matter on hold for now. You should focus your energy on knight training. Have you, little fellow, already touched the threshold of an official knight?”

“I don’t know myself. I feel my strength has improved a lot, but my accumulation in knighthood is still too shallow. When I accumulate enough, I will naturally be able to advance.” Little Weir was also helpless. He was just a child, his father was a knight, and his mother was a wizard apprentice. But why couldn’t they have let him receive formal training earlier? However, it seemed that thirteen was not too late, it was the golden age for training. His parents probably had their own considerations.

As night fell, in a luxurious mansion in the central district of Drake City, Yuna Peck stood before seven or eight knights. Piles of documents were displayed before her, containing all the recent news about the Kendall family in Drake City. They focused on knight training, and the other party had not concealed anything. Both the Pink Family and the Kendall family had copies of the “Imitation Demon Ox Body Refining Fist” and the original “Demon Ox Body Refining Fist,” and they had drawn their high attention. However, it was very strange that the Kendall family had made a big deal out of this matter but then let it go lightly. Although they had widely distributed the “Imitation Demon Ox Body Refining Fist” to their branch families and close subordinate families, they did not enforce its practice. They merely let them arrange it themselves, primarily for trial use, and then provide feedback, with no obligation to use it.

And the Kendall branch family in Drake City’s handling of this “Imitation Demon Ox Body Refining Fist” was also very peculiar. Neither the patriarch nor the patriarch’s heir took it seriously. Most of the family members arranged to practice it were for experimentation or as a formality. Senior Knight Molly did seem to take it somewhat seriously, but this set of fist arts was unfortunately not very suitable for female knights, so she actually found two outsiders to practice it. One of them merely practiced casually, not taking it seriously at all, while the other knight apprentice was very diligent. But was this truly a serious attitude?

All this intelligence was real, and accurate information could be obtained from different sources. The patriarch and heir of the Kendall family had always disdained the imitation Orc Fist Art, believing that knight training was the foundation of the human race. What good could come from barbaric orcs? Why should they learn their bare-handed fighting skills? Wouldn’t using weapons be better? Only poor, backward, and savage orcs would be so impoverished that they didn’t even have weapons and could only engage in close combat. What they said made so much sense that Yuna was speechless. She even suspected that Senior Knight Molly’s emphasis on the imitation Orc Fist Art was a facade, and that she, too, looked down on the Orc Fist Art.

Should I have an frank conversation with Senior Knight Molly? Perhaps I really misunderstood, or so one might say. At least in the Rose Knight Guildhall, I didn’t see anything suspicious. If there was anything, it was this person, Wildekran, who actually used such a rogue method to take down my butler. A wild child from the countryside is just a wild child from the countryside; no matter how good his academic performance or how hardworking he is, his nature is still so crude. This basically rules out the possibility that he and the boy named Angor know the complete “Imitation Demon Ox Body Refining Fist.” Even if Molly were more generous, she wouldn’t pass on such a good thing to outsiders. What she taught was only a small part of the simplified version related to training, without teaching any offensive or defensive routines. That makes sense!

“Is there any other special news?” Yuna Peck felt that since she was out, she shouldn’t rush back. It would be a waste not to play for a month after finally getting out.

“Drake City has recently been outwardly relaxed but inwardly tense. The Kendall family is also on guard against something, initially suspected to be related to the Hell Emissary. We received news that the famous Professor Weiser on the continent once taught at Mirdis Intermediate Academy for three years, leaving only two months ago. Shortly after his departure, the incident of magical beasts entering the city broke out. The Wildekran that Miss encountered is Professor Weiser’s student, and a student he thinks very highly of. During our tracking, we discovered that there are Temple Knights secretly tracking and protecting him.” A knight’s words caught Yuna Peck’s attention. A student valued by Professor Weiser, a young man protected by Temple Knights. Interesting. There must be secrets here that she didn’t know! How could she not want to dig them out?