Romans & histoires How Many Knights Were In The Round Table

**Gabe's POV** We’re surrounded on all sides!” I let out a deep, guttural grunt as I surveyed my fellow knights. Among them were both men and women, all strong and skilled warriors with determination etched into their faces. “If we fight head on, we die. They have got us outnumbered,” a fellow knight spoke up.

After freshening up and having breakfast, he went to the Chorteaus' hall with his group. Rourie and other Chorteau elders awaited Severin's arrival, and Rourie was still a little rueful that Severin had rejected Kiyu's proposal. However, he knew that dwelling on the past was of no use whatsoever, and the focus had to be placed on the tournament. Rourie took a deep breath and informed Severin, "Based on the information I received, there will be five participants each from the Gahrrs and Lischalts and about eight others from the other families. All are level nine royal saint attainment."

To me, it was a fulfillment of a better world for Julius and me - our future kingdom. "Inform the new chef that the snacks will be needed on the commissioning day," I informed my knight. "I got it, my prince. If I may ask, for how many guests?" "Three hundred. Only for special guests," I answered him. "I got it." "For now, let me have some," I said and walked to the pantry. "It's finished, my prince," he informed me and I was annoyed. "Why?" I yelled, "Don't let it finish before you replace it. Understood?"

Selena and Johanna were seated side by side at the other side of the upper deck with Leah, William, Helena, and Amilek seated by their sides. Suddenly the doors of the great hall open, and royal knights file in at both sides like ants making a straight line. Armed with swords and clouded in shining armor. They matched in making a rhyming beat as their feet kissed the ground. They lined up at both sides of the door, making a path all the way to the priest. They clashed their swords in an X-shaped manner, each knight to the one opposite him. Then they stopped marching; for a brief moment there was silence. Then slowly a man with the air of a mighty wind stepped in

Darryl nodded in agreement. Indeed, a tavern was an excellent place to gather information. "Why did you tell me to come here? What's the matter?" After recovering to his senses, Darryl went straight to the point. "Oh..." Blue Rose laughed and said softly, "A Royal Court Knight came to my tavern. Of course, I have to entertain you well. There are only three Royal Court Knights in the entire Heavenly Star Principality, including you. Such a noble title is many people's dream for a lifetime."

Kent was shocked to hear the trials were suddenly being pushed forward was beyond their expectations as it only happens during times of great strife. Though Kent understood if they pushed forward with the trials with Requiem’s fall and over 87% of the Venerable knights cursed with the Dreamless Sleep. The entire kingdom is severely underpowered with over 5 million active knights with the ranks of Champion and lower while the Venerable elite knights remained only number in the hundreds. “Bossman If ya don’t mind me askin and all why the flying F*ck would they start it now when practically less than a million knights are barely out of Adept training?” Clayton asked.

According to Christine's arrangements, everyone set to work immediately. Ordinary knights and lords had only about ten permanent soldiers each, while barons had about thirty, so-called full-time soldiers. The rest were members of the militia who had to be called up on a temporary basis. The Barony of Stewart was relatively wealthy and could afford to maintain forty permanent soldiers. Knight Abel ordered the soldiers to open the armoury and remove the weapons and armour for packing. The squire sent by Knight Liam Stewart had already ridden out to gather the militia from the various villages.

She knew something was up. “Cecilia. Looks like we got guests.” Yuki gestured at them with her chin. Cecilia looked out and saw them as well. She also had a feeling that this was not good. … At the front yard of Cecilia’s mansion, the knights from three regions were standing in formation as if ready for battle. There were a total of 60 knights behind their master who wore the official noble clothing. Facing them were only ten guards from Cecilia’s side who were on duty.

This was a good thing, as I couldn't even fathom making this journey without the knowledge of riding. When we initially departed from the palace, there were only six of us. However, with the addition of Alpha Knight and his guardsmen, our group had expanded to about twenty individuals on horseback. Among them, five were Alpha Knight's personal guards. Judging by their interactions, it was clear that they had known each other since childhood.

Sitting on the chair was a man in his forties wearing a gold surcoat, with an eagle embroidered on his chest. He looked at the list in his hand, and the man's voice was low: “Commander Gawain, I am here because of the king's order, asking me to select the best of your chosen knights to train alone for three years, so that they can become the king's accompanying knights, protect the king personally, and be incorporated into the Royal Knights. I see that you have 300 knights here who have just gone through two years of training. Time is running out, just let the top 100 in the knight assessment come out…“