Chapter 138: Trouble, trouble, always trouble!

The air again tightened as the two men looked at each other. Both of them with a mocking smile on their faces.

Luther tensed up. He watched his liege with wary eyes. If something goes awry he's going to step in.

Taking a deep breath to calm himself, Damien dismounted from his black stallion with an air of nonchalance. "Very well, sir knight," he said with a hint of sarcasm. "Frisk away, but I must warn you, I have a ticklish side."

The other travelers just looked at the scene and took off, not wanting to be in the middle of the fight. They're just poor merchants and travelers who could be plowed down like a scythe in the wheat field.

The knights exchanged glances, unsure of how to respond to Damien's remark. The lead knight cleared his throat and reluctantly approached Damien, starting the frisking process. He patted Damien down meticulously, searching for any concealed weapons or forbidden items.