"White Knight?!"

Earlier, the Queen granted Aiven the brigadier general rank, instead of directly letting him fully immerse in the pirate business.

Obviously, she didn't want Aiven to lead the privateer fleet with his true identity. Otherwise, it wouldn't be beneficial for his future and could easily attract enemy schemes.

In the Extraordinary World, if a powerful enemy truly hates you, as long as they have the means and can afford the cost, there are too many ways to enact revenge on you, your family, and friends.

Moreover, this time the opponent is the world's number one superpower, fully capable of such actions.

But by wearing the guise of the Kingdom Brigadier General, even if the true identity is revealed, he can rely on the Kingdom or even the Tulip Alliance, possessing the deterrence of state-level equivalency!

From this point, at least the Kingdom didn't seem to consider him a disposable pawn with darker thoughts.

And the title "White Knight" has only been used by Aiven once before, during the blockade battle against Forward Island.

However, the two captains sent by Sak and Atlant only knew the "White Knight" belonged to Phaletis, without knowing his true identity.

Especially at a time when all countries were targeting Hilus.

Even if the "White Knight" gradually gained fame, it was no longer important for Hilus to eventually find out from Sak that he was from Phaletis.

However.

In the eyes of the bearded Colonel Hubbard Rudolph, casually reporting a codename alias, the so-called "White Knight," truly did not know the meaning of the word death.

'Daring to attack a transport pony fleet that has never been plundered since the establishment of the Great Treasure Fleet.

No matter who you are and regardless of your success, after today, the mighty Hilus will tear you to pieces!!'

Especially as he was about to reach his destination and unload this burden, suddenly launching an attack against him.

Even though the postal road was filled with smoke, he knew that in such scale explosions, the losses on his side would definitely be extremely severe, and he had already reached the peak of hatred for this "White Knight"!

Clang——

Drawing his longsword from his waist, he pointed it at the pass above his head, gritting his teeth:

"Damn pirates hiding your head and showing your tail! If you dare, come out!"

Yet, the "White Knight," who wouldn't even reveal his true face, certainly lacked any semblance of supposed knightly spirit.

He responded with action.

Bam—!

A gunshot, slightly different from ordinary firearms, rang out, and one of the two major officers commanding the surviving soldiers to counterattack dropped in response.

Amidst splattering blood, Rudolph's eyes were already wide open. The instinct of a seasoned officer instantly made him realize that there was actually a terrifyingly threatening Divine Archer within the enemy ranks.

He must not allow him to shoot freely at the pass, or not only would the huge wealth being escorted be lost, but today's outcome would only be total annihilation!

"Damn it, come out and face me!"

Bang——

With feet hitting the ground, accompanied by a raging gust, he rushed up the steep slope below the pass, rapidly climbing upwards using tall, lush trees for cover.

Terrain was no longer an obstacle for an Extraordinary of his level, rugged rocks, intertwined branches, even a single vine, all provided excellent points for leverage.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Like a rabbit fleeing from a goshawk, he ascended halfway up in just a few short breaths.

Seeing this.

Having already created absolute troop superiority for his side with two strikes, Aiven put away his "Thorned Gold Rose," giving instructions to William and Gary beside him:

"You can't intervene in the battle between Peak Knights right now. Leave the rest to you.

In battle, prioritize preserving yourself without deliberately holding back, whether there are living witnesses to our great achievements or not, it's the same!"

"Understood!"

The Seagull Scouts had been following them for almost a month, and with Aiven's memory, he knew not only the number and strength of the team, but also the names of each member clearly.

And based on this, he formulated tactics.

With his careful planning against their unpreparedness, he had already determined to take down this transport pony fleet today!

Whoosh——

Without using his signature sword staff, he drew a half-handed sword he had long prepared and leaped from the top of the pass downwards, diving like a hawk amidst the scattered branches of the rainforest.

"Heh! Get back!"

Constitution 4.99, Strength 4.99, Agility 4.99, relying on his unparalleled physical prowess among Tier 2 Knights, plus the downward dashing momentum.

Aiven swung the half-handed sword in his hand with the momentum of a thunderbolt cleaving a mountain, fiercely toward the bearded Colonel.

The swords clashed.

BOOM!

After a thunderous explosion in the rainforest sky, Rudolph had already smashed through branches and fell heavily from a high forty meters on a large tree.

Crash——

He crashed through the diverse plant clusters in the rainforest, falling towards the ground.

However, tropical rainforests possess a very peculiar stratified structure.

From top to bottom, they consist of the emergent layer, canopy layer, understory, shrub layer, and ground layer, and below the surface is the weathered layer, potentially reaching depths of up to a hundred meters, growing an incredibly rich variety of plants in a three-dimensional space.

Hubbard Rudolph, who fell from the emergent layer, proved himself worthy of his extraordinary rank as a Peak Knight, slowing his descent by grabbing branches and successfully stopping his fall.

With his strong constitution, he agilely flipped and jumped onto the treetop of a tall tree in the forest canopy.

In this region, twenty meters above the ground, the canopy grows horizontally, forming a continuous sea of green leaves.

Moreover, the active magic elements in the New Continent make the wood tougher than ordinary tropical trees, easily supporting the weight of adults.

Whish—

However, before Rudolph could stabilize himself, the White Knight who had forced him down swooped in, gliding through the opening Rudolph had created, landing gracefully like a nimble cat on the canopy.

Rustle!

The dense canopy under his feet didn't even shake.

"Hoo—"

Only at this moment could Rudolph see his opponent clearly.

A white mask covered his face, holding an ordinary-looking half-handed sword, standing tall in hunting garb with high leather boots.

Even though the rainforest temperature had exceeded 33 degrees, muddy, hot, and humid, the "White Knight" remained immaculate, not even a drop of sweat showed.

Compared to themselves, who've been struggling in the rainforest for nearly a month, looking and smelling awful, he seemed worlds apart.

Aside from the thunderous sword strike just now, Rudolph's heart sank at the sight, realizing that survival in the jungle only allows concern for appearance when resources are ample.

How could one ignore such an enemy appearing as if on a spring hunt?

"A strong enemy!"

Yet, the responsibilities he shouldered left no room for retreat, and his one opportunity...

Rudolph awkwardly straightened his attire, holding his sword in his right hand with the tip pointing skyward, while his left hand was behind his back, bowing slightly forward.

This was the noble etiquette for dueling across the continents; even deep hatred couldn't forgo attire or decorum in the sacred dueling ritual.

Apart from his rank as an Army Colonel, Rudolph was barely an upper-level knight among nobility, owning a small fief, similar in rank to the Divine Favored Knight bestowed on Aiven by the Tulip.

"Ha? Dueling me here?"

On a battlefield, either the tradition has seeped into the bones, or the person is utterly foolhardy.

Yet with absolute advantage, Aiven didn't mind granting this dying man's final wish, allowing him to choose his... death!

Standing in a T-step stance, equally holding his sword skyward, with grace and elegance far surpassing the rough old man opposite.

But as Aiven bent slightly forward.

Rudolph, seemingly straightforward, suddenly drew a uniquely designed giant firearm from his waist with his left hand, and lightning-fast, pulled the trigger aimed at Aiven!

Bang—!

Ten shots merged into one.

The peak of the number of barrels in flintlock pistols, named "Jel Pipe Organ," having double rows, each with five barrels, firing ten rounds at once with a trigger pull.

Crafted by a master gunsmith Jel with alchemist assistance, extremely rare.

Within ten meters, it could shred enemies like a flaming storm!

Despite complicated loading, reliability issues, excessive weight, and strong recoil, they weren't problems for a Peak Knight.

"Hahaha, die!"

The bearded man laughed heartily.

Even a Peak Knight is flesh and blood, unable to withstand close-range barrage; even if precision faltered, it was enough to create an opportunity for a fellow Peak Knight.

Enough to turn the tables!

Yet.

His laughter abruptly halted.

Clang! Clang! Clang!...

The White Knight's bright longsword transformed into a solid phantom, tearing through the air with a sharp chirping.

Sparks flew.

In the blink of an eye, each lead shot was caught by the sword's spine, deformed and fell at the White Knight's feet, then dropped through gaps in the canopy.

[Sword Style: Chirping!]

"You've pissed me off!"

Smiling, but chilling wind seeped through clenched teeth.

Always the one conniving others, but today nearly fooled by a seemingly carefree bearded man?

Karma truly arrives swiftly.

[Physical Liberation—eighty percent!]

Crushing the canopy underfoot, his body shot forth like a taut bow.

Whoosh—

"I declare, your manner of death is.... dismemberment!"

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