Fortunately, the Main Line is at Hogwarts

"It should be."

Hermione said hesitantly, but she still had confidence in Charles.

Hermione, who was standing beside Elsa, had shrunk into a dwarf again, not the girlish image that Charles was more familiar with before. After all, she didn't need aging agents at Hogwarts.

Rapunzel lay on top of Hermione's head, resting her chin on her head, and her tone was brisk in Hermione's dissatisfied white eyes.

"I think it must be, otherwise how could he put on the armor so stupidly."

"I just don't know how powerful it is."

Rapunzel has never seen a real knight. Before that, she was imprisoned in a high tower with only storybooks as companions, and she only saw knights in storybooks. Everything else was left to imagination.

After entering the tree house, she has seen a lot, after all, she can watch TV! But watching those old-fashioned knight duels on TV, she was disappointed, which was different from what she had imagined.

No one answered Rapunzel's words, because everyone else was staring intently.

In fact, not to mention Rapunzel, even Jasmine was seeing a real knight in full armor for the first time, and Shire's appearance was much better than those realistic medieval knights on TV.

After all, his armor and sword are produced by the system.

………………

Anna stood beside Aisha, stepping on the stone platform of the flower bed, looking like she was looking into her brain. This used to be a school ground for knights to perform martial arts, but as the royal family of Arendelle fell from generation to generation, the school ground was gradually abandoned and changed to King's Square.

The conscripted farmers were in the middle of the square, Aisha Anna and Minister Wendell were near the flower bed, and further away were the residents of Arendelle in a circle.

Most of them are businessmen who make a small living, or the aristocratic class in Arendelle, they belong to the kind that live well, so of course they have to take a look at this time when there is excitement.

After all, apart from the last time the Queen ascended the throne, it has not been seen for hundreds of years, not to mention more than ten years.

Anna didn't know the details of Charles, she really thought he was a knight, she wasn't worried, but she was even more curious about where her elder sister found her.

"Aisha."

After realizing that it was not a ghost haunting her, Elsa hid herself mysteriously, maybe she was secretly meeting with Charles in private, Anna also returned to normal, she moved in small steps, rubbed against Elsa, and bumped her with her arm .

"How did you know him?"

Elsa who turned her head was taken aback for a moment. She felt that Anna's smile looked a little strange, why did she feel a little kind?

"Uh, through a friend."

"friend?"

Anna was even more surprised. Well, to put it bluntly, Elsa still has friends? !

However, Anna didn't pay attention to this matter. For them, going out to pick up princes, knights, princesses and so on is a routine operation. Although Anna has never encountered it, she has seen it a lot in the stories of bards.

In her opinion, Aisha probably met in the same way.

It was a sunny afternoon, when the dappled sunlight shuttled through the forest, and the deer was like an elf, Aisha met the knight unexpectedly..

"When will you have your wedding?"

Anna blurted out the question.

"puff!"

Ruthlessly abandoned by the pendant, Rapunzel, who was drinking Coca-Cola, spewed out a sip of Coke. The other members of the princess group also turned their heads instantly, staring at Elsa and Anna.

Anna suddenly felt a little chilly, no, didn't it mean... isn't it a ghost!

"Why do you think so?"

Aisha blocked her mouth in surprise, and quickly shook her head.

"We're not in that relationship, and he's not my subordinate, he's my friend, he's here to help me."

"oh."

Anna nodded slightly disappointed.

It's not that she's gossiping, she really hopes that Aisha can find a good home.

………………

While the princess group behind them were discussing, Charles had already pulled out the saber from his waist.

"poor."

"Very bad."

"very bad."

Charles said slowly, while speaking, he pointed at the three people in the front row with the Lion Heart Sword.

Different from other down-and-out poor ghosts, these three are neatly dressed. Not only are they equipped with knight swords at their waists, but they even have complete armor on their bodies, but they don't look so glamorous.

The three descendants of knights, and the only descendants of knights, were specially selected by Wendell.

Arendelle's previous legion was broken down, the knights died and disappeared, and now there are only four families left. They were all in the guard team of the palace before, and they were much better than ordinary guards when they were chief guards or something.

This time Elsa wanted to form a legion and reduce the palace guards, so Wendell took the opportunity to pick out three. He didn't have any other thoughts. After all, if there is a legion, someone must manage it.

"You three, come out."

Charles said.

The three looked at each other and took a step forward.

"I am.."

Being so picky by Charles looked at it like a commodity. Even if the knight's glory is not valued very much in the fairy tale world, human nature is always universal, and there must be some discomfort.

One of the most irritable guys opened his mouth and tried to resist, but Charles continued directly.

"I am the knight Charles."

"The General of Arendelle."

"Take office today."

"I know you have a lot of doubts and dissatisfaction, so I will give you a chance to draw out the sword in your hand and challenge me."

A few words from Charles directly choked this guy back, but it was also in line with their temper.

Knights? Although they are knights in the fairy tale world, in the final analysis, they are all about strength.

"I'm Ristobe..."

The descendant of the knight who spoke first drew out his long sword and took a step forward, but before he finished his introduction, Charles spoke lazily again.

"I mean, the three of you together."

Anger welled up in Rist's eyes.

He didn't appear in the original play, but his ancestors did. That's right, he followed Elsa's grandfather, the old king Runier, to the forest to ambush the North Uzo people.

The old king Lunier died, and the Knights suffered heavy losses. Rist's ancestors were also among them, but at least they left behind a bloodline of descendants.

The same goes for the two descendants of knights next to him.

"As a knight..."

Charles interrupted him again.

"You must obey the order. The three of you go up together. This is my first order."

"After all, I am still your general now."

"At least until you beat me."

After being interrupted by Charles repeatedly, even a person with the best temper would lose his temper. Rist roared and rushed towards Charles with his sword raised.

Even if Ciel said so, he still didn't call the remaining two to go together.

But even though he thought so, the remaining two didn't think so. They looked at each other, drew out their long swords, and followed Rist closely.

"Worse."

Looking at their messy footsteps, Charles shook his head.

It is not that there are strong people in the fairy tale world, but it is certainly not these peasants that Aisha randomly picked out from her kingdom...even if they are descendants of knights.

They seemed to be menacing, and their offensive posture was decent, but Shire, who had been fighting from the age of the Egyptian gods until after World War II, could tell at a glance that they had only received basic training at most.

It was only slightly better than the group of icecutters and farmers behind him.

But of course, these people are not without merits at all, otherwise Charles would not recruit them, after all, they seem not even qualified to be cannon fodder.

After all, the fairy tale world has its own advantages, that is, a slight immortality. Death scenes rarely appear in fairy tales, unless it is an unavoidable plot kill, so most people born in the fairy tale world have a slight immortality.

Or rather, luck.

Although they are the same human beings, they are equally vulnerable, but they are always luckier. For example, people from other worlds are likely to be cold if they are thrown by a dragon's tail on the wall, but they, falling from the wall paintings, may shake Head, you can fight again!

It is perfect for fighting against the Flying Monkey Legion and Poker Legion who also came from the fairy tale world.

"Poor skill."

"Nothing bad."

Charles raised his sword to block it, and with a swing, he easily knocked Lister's long sword off his wrist.

He didn't even move a foot.

Shaking his head disappointed.

"Dang! Dang!"

There were two more crisp sounds, and Charles took advantage of the situation to deal with the remaining two guys who were trying to fish in troubled waters.

The three of them failed to make a move in Charles' hands.