When he covered his black cloak and came outside, he saw three or five strong guards around a strong slave waiting for him outside.

Seeing the slave, kukas remembered what he had told the guards yesterday. "Take him to the training ground," kukas said concisely to the guards.

"All at your command, great Lord kukas." one of the guards stepped forward and saluted, then pulled the rope, pulled the slave down with the help of his companions and walked towards the training ground.

The slave madly cursed kukas, cursed him for doing evil and helping the evil noble master to humiliate their weak.

The guards saw that the slave cursed kukas and immediately punched and kicked him to stop him, but the slave knew his upcoming fate, so he didn\'t give in at all. Instead, he clenched his teeth and stared at kukas. He hoped to use his eyes to wake up the evil man in front of him.

"Dear Lord kukas, everything is our fault. I hope you don\'t blame me." a guard finally pulled a white cloth from his waist and blocked the slave\'s mouth. Although it was cold winter, sweat the size of soybeans rolled down his forehead, but he was afraid of kukas\'s punishment. "Everything was very normal when the slave came. It is estimated that he was excited to see the adult and didn\'t know how to speak for a time. This offended the adult."

"Go! Give him the best armor, shield and axe as I told him. If he can ride a horse, give him a war horse." kukas didn\'t pay attention to the curse of the slave and didn\'t have the heart to toss the guards, so he simply waved his hand and signaled them to leave.

When the guards saw kukas\'s rare generosity, they were happy, but they didn\'t dare to show it. On the contrary, they were still the same as before, and pulled the slaves towards the driving range in panic.

After the guards and slaves left, kukas went to the kitchen to find some food, returned to the room and put on his own armor.

The heavy armor is lined with a thin layer of wolf skin. Wearing it, you don\'t feel the cold of steel, but there is a trace of warmth. The reasonable armor design evenly distributed the weight of more than 30 pounds on him, which made him walk very comfortably.

The single edged and single horned battle axe was held in his hand. Through the fingertips of the gloves, kukas felt the patterns on it and the cloth wrapped around the axe handle. Kukas felt an endless sense of security. In this world, only the armor on his body, the axe in his hand and the horse in his crotch can bring him this feeling.

Wearing a helmet, the ferocious face is replaced by a more ferocious face armor. The green faced tusk armor was designed by kukas himself, and then the blacksmith in the manor modified it on the basis of the original armor.

"I kukas not only want to live in this world, but also want to live more freely and happily than most people; if anyone prevents me from living, I will let who can\'t live." the fierce light in his eyes flashed, and kukas whispered the words several times according to his habit. Finally, after finishing his equipment, he went to the stables to find his horse Katyusha to ride.

As soon as he got out of the room, he saw a knight and squire walking towards the door in the corridor. Kukas didn\'t bother to pay attention to each other, but followed him silently.

"Kukas, how about we fight again when we have time?" the knight\'s squire in front suddenly turned his head and looked at kukas behind him. Although kukas wore half armor and a mask, his body more than two meters high was the largest in the whole manor. Even if he was wrapped in a black cloak, all people knew him.

"If I remember correctly, you will leave the manor in a year. At that time, whether you become a knight or not, we will have a battle. Now I have no time to fight with you." kukas shook his head and said: "if you really want to fight with others, you can go to others and don\'t bother me."

The long boots full of iron nails made a clicking sound when walking in the corridor. The sound in front suddenly disappeared. The knight suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at kukas seriously. "I\'m about to break through the physical restrictions and become a knight. I don\'t want to fight you unfairly after I become a knight. I hope you can understand."

"There has never been any equality or inequality on the battlefield. Your enemy will kill you by all means, and you will kill your enemy by all means, won\'t you?" kukas laughed. He stepped forward and patted the relatively small knight and squire, laughing: "Our ambition is to become a knight. After becoming a knight, we will face enemies not only from the same class, but also stronger and weaker than ourselves. Who will demand fairness at that time?"

"As you wish."

The heavy and crisp footsteps echoed from the corridor again. Looking at the figure of the knight\'s retinue away, kukas giggled and shouted: "What you should do now is to pray for the gods you believe in, and pray for your gods to protect you. You can become a knight or even transfer to a divine knight in a year. Only in that way can you have a chance to defeat me, otherwise you will only fail."

"I will certainly become a knight. I swear by the reputation of the goddess of War I believe in." the knight\'s attendant paused a little, and then walked out at the same pace again: "you have no opponent under the knight, but you can\'t resist a knight, even the knight just promoted."

"Only after experience can we know. It\'s too early to say these words now." kukas disdained to curl his lips. According to his estimation, he can become a powerful knight in less than a year. At that time, even if the other party becomes a knight, he won\'t be afraid of half a point.

The long corridor finally finished. After leaving the huge room, kukas went to the stable and rode his horse Katyusha. Then he slowly urged the horse to go to the training ground.

Along the way, he thought about a lot of things, thinking about this chaotic and cruel world and the things he encountered in his previous life. All this was so chaotic. Sometimes for a long time, he almost forgot his identity as a reincarnator.

The horse\'s hooves flew the snow, and flakes of snow fell from the air, fell on the armor, melted quickly, and fell on the earth to hide some dirt.

"I don\'t want to think so much. In this world, I just need to live. No one can stop my thoughts, neither in previous life nor in this life." kukas muttered.