Those with strong strength will naturally do more work, and those with weak strength can be the backbone of the team.
And now, what Roa needs to do is to show his strength.
Royal Martial Arena, this is an extremely spacious open space, covering an area of about one thousand square meters. Of course, such a place is only a part of the palace and cannot be considered very large.
In the wide open space, a team of a hundred knights, fully armed and armored, stood quietly in place.
The cold armor gleamed with a metallic sheen under the sunlight.
This is the palace's private army, fed by the state, so it is normal for them to be well-trained.
They were not wearing helmets, and there were both men and women among them. Although their faces were different, their expressions were all the same serious.
There was a wide age range, with some looking to be in their thirties, while others were only in their early twenties.
Among them, Roa saw a familiar figure.
Claire.
Her strand of purple hair was still too conspicuous, and her position was relatively forward, so he noticed her with just a glance.
Compared to the seriousness of the knights, Roa's side was much more relaxed.
Dozens of adventurers gathered together, some whispering in small groups, two buddies leaning shoulder to shoulder, muttering something, and some adventurers silent, not saying a word, staring blankly at everyone present.
The moment Roa entered the square, except for the serious knightly team, everyone turned their attention to Roa.
Then a chorus of gasps could be heard.
"Hiss."
The boys stopped what they were doing and carefully sized up the young man in front of them.
He was tall and slender, gentle and refined, giving people a sense of warmth.
The young man had handsome features, and although he was expressionless, his temperament gave people the mistaken impression that he was easy to talk to.
The young man had golden hair and golden eyes, and his gaze swept over everyone present. Although his temperament was gentle, no one dared to meet his eyes, and they all looked away.
Then the female adventurers' eyes lit up, eager to try, while the male adventurers' eyes darkened, secretly protecting their beloved behind them, fearing that he would come to steal their affections.
At the same time, they were curious about his identity.
Such a young and handsome youth, with such dazzling golden hair.
Golden hair is quite rare in this world. You can say that golden hair does not necessarily mean nobility, but ninety percent of nobles have golden hair.
And looking at his temperament, although he was dressed casually and not wearing clothes symbolizing nobility, temperament cannot be faked. The palace has seen many noble adventurers, and this young man's temperament is more noble than those nobles.
The noise here fell into a brief silence, and the members of the knight squad over there subconsciously glanced to the right.
What caught their eyes was the handsome young man. The knight was slightly stunned, not recognizing who the young man was, but seeing the tense atmosphere around him and his dazzling golden hair, he pondered for a moment, then suddenly straightened his back, his expression even more serious and earnest, his head held high and his chest out.
Heh, it's just a leadership inspection, simple, just take it down.
The knight was secretly pleased, and the surrounding companions noticed something was wrong. Seeing the guy next to him suddenly working so hard, they also learned from him, holding their heads high and chests out, looking ready to go.
Pretending, everyone knows how to pretend, and so do the knights.
Claire, standing in the front row, didn't react at first. Although Claire was Iris's bodyguard, Claire's level was not that high. Although the bodyguard knight sounds good, as the princess's confidant, but to be honest, such a position does not have the status of a noble, nor the power of a minister. To be honest, it is actually a little higher than the level of a maid.
Claire curiously cast her gaze over, but saw the young man with a calm expression.
The morning light shone on Roa's delicate face, and the young man stood there, his light golden eyes sweeping over everyone.
In his eyes, there was only an indifferent coldness.
Claire was slightly stunned, then somewhat enlightened.
If it was him, it seemed normal for him to attract so much attention.
Everyone gathered here, of course, not for nothing.
Soon, a middle-aged man in knight's uniform walked in from a distance. The middle-aged man glanced at everyone and quickly came to the top of the knightly order.
It was also the appearance of this middle-aged man that everyone's attention shifted from Roa to the middle-aged man.
Roa thought that the other party seemed to be the leader.
As if to verify Roa's guess, the knight coughed slightly, his eyes swept over the knightly order, and a few smiles appeared on his square face, although he was still stern, he looked quite satisfied.
The knight first reprimanded them with a stern face, and when he felt it was almost enough, he coughed and praised everyone slightly.
Everyone knows that leaders are like this, they like to criticize habitually, and then praise the other party.
It is a typical carrot and stick approach.
Although the routine is old, it is undeniable that it is very practical.
After routinely training his team, the middle-aged uncle turned his attention to the adventurers.
Whether it was an illusion or not, Roa always felt that when the other party looked here, Roa always felt that there was a hint of curiosity on the other party's face.
The adventurers rarely spoke, and the expressions on their faces became serious.
Everyone looked at each other, straightened their bodies, put away their previous lazy expressions, and leaned towards the knightly order.
Roa shrugged and walked towards the central knightly order.
The middle-aged knight didn't waste any time and directly stated the purpose of this visit.
"Hello everyone, some of us may be meeting for the first time, and some of us may have known me for a long time. My name is Russell Aiken, you can just call me Russell."
The knight named Russell nodded slightly to everyone, his brown eyes swept over everyone present, and then he said in a deep voice: "The adventurers here must be friends from all over the world, but since you have come to the Royal capital, you must contribute to protecting the Royal capital. The purpose of gathering everyone this time is to test everyone…"
Russell began to explain the rules, which were very short, and were actually combat drills.
The objects of the drills were also very simple, that is, the group of knights in the middle who were ready to go.
To be able to become a knight of the Royal capital, their strength would naturally not be weak. Most of them were actually intermediate professionals, with levels mostly hovering around twenty or thirty. The most powerful of them was Claire, whose level had reached thirty-five, making her the highest level in the group.