"I bet he pissed his pants! Now he's regretting his arrogant behavior!"
"Yeah, I can already smell something weird in the air! Hahaha."
Gary put one hand on his hip and pinched his nose with the other, looking like he couldn't stand the smell.
With such a smug look, who could imagine how pathetic this guy looked just a minute ago?
Eric looked at the glob of cow dung stuck to Gary's backside and shook his head.
'There was no need to stoop to an idiot's level.'
He turned his gaze back to the burly man before him—Hereward.
'He knew the name: Hereward. One of the leaders of the English rebellion after the Norman Conquest, nicknamed 'the Knight,' and just as famous as another English rebel leader, Adric 'the Wildman'.'
'The only Warrior in all of England with the title of Knight.'
'He was under the impression, however, that Hereward had been killed in battle two years ago. The story went that he had made peace with King William, only to be betrayed by him.'
