Chapter 18: The Kingkiller
"Your Royal Highness Princess, there is no misunderstanding. "Count Cecil walked over to Zenas, and he took out his handkerchief and covered his nose, "In fact, he was seen plunging his own hand into Peters' chest with the sword that Count Peters had given him.www.biquge.info ”
In fact, he also confessed to the crime he had committed. Count Cecil looked at Zenas with a look of disgust, "Why don't you tell Your Highness the princess in person what stupid things you have done?" ”
"As early as a year ago, at the Knight Tournament, the title of First Knight already belonged to the Silver Dragon Princess!" Zenas was tall enough for him to look down on Count Cecil with ease.
"But you're right! I did do something stupid, I thought killing the Lord would make everything better, but I didn't expect a greedy jackal to be on the side!"
Count Cecil pursed his lips and nodded, "Very well! This is not at all the rumored, elegant and humble knights. Maybe you've been bewitched by the demons of the abyss, and you've become a foul-smelling anomaly!"
"Take him down!" he ordered the knights, then turning to Vivien Leigh, "Now, you don't have any doubts, do you?" ”
Vivien Leigh stood at a loss, and she could only watch as the former First Knight was dragged towards the deep dungeon like a fat pig waiting to be slaughtered.
"Ah, yes! Zenas! forgot to tell you something. "Don't worry, you won't be alone on the execution ground tomorrow, and your shameful followers will go to hell with you!"
Zenas stopped suddenly, he turned around, looked up and shouted, "I have no followers! I have committed all my sins alone, and I do not know the poor serfs!"
"But they claim to be fighting for you!" Count Cecil shrugged, "Of course I know that those mud-legged people won't do anything, but that's enough!
"They're just a bunch of wretched people who can't survive! if you give them a bite to eat and a little to plow, they're the best farmers!" said Zenas, who suddenly shook his chains frantically, forcing the knights to restrain him.
A dozen knights swarmed up and lifted him up like a pig. But he kept kicking his legs, and the roar from his mouth went farther and farther.
"Damn it! Grote, you can't do this to them! Wake up! they're the real cornerstone ......of the Empire!
The voices behind are no longer audible.
Count Cecil plucked his ear with his little finger, and he sneered at Fivien Leigh and said, "Listen, Your Highness Princess! What a terrible remark that he said that the cornerstone of the empire is those mud legs who can't read big words! Obviously, Zenas has gone mad! I'm sorry for letting you hear the devil's words." ”
Vivien Leigh opened her mouth, and for a long time, she lowered her head in loneliness.
"I'm tired, Count. I just want to get a good night's sleep in the soft bed. ”
"Of course, please come here, Your Highness the Princess!"
Count Cecil stretched out his hand and led the way with small steps.
At 7 p.m., Vivien Leigh was lying in a soft guest bed, and the room without the magic lantern was pitch black.
She covered her forehead with her arms and looked very tired.
Buckle ......
There was a knock outside the wooden door.
Vivien Leigh didn't respond, but the knock on the door was like an annoying croaking of frogs, upsetting her.
"Okay, okay, let me get a good night's sleep!" she thought it was Lady Rebecca's maid, "I said I don't want to eat!"
The voice stopped, and Vivien Leigh exhaled deeply.
However, in the next second, there was a slight click of the lock. Vivien Leigh flicked to her feet and vigilantly grasped the holy sword beside the bed.
A soft ball of light dispelled all the darkness and made the room clear.
Charlotte leaned against the wooden door, looked up at the dome and shrugged, "That's a terrible thing here, there's no magic lantern!"
Vivien Leigh's expression softened instantly, she lowered her head and hummed softly, "I don't want to eat, Charlotte, let me be alone." ”
"Who is Jingjing?
Charlotte made a joke about her past life, and he saw his little sister puff out her cheeks unhappily. He sat down on the bed and threw aside Fei Wenli's slender legs in silk clothes very willfully.
"You've taken my place. He lay down in a large shape, "Tell me about it, that guy named Zenas." ”
Vivien Leigh smacked Charlotte with her pillow as she snorted, "There's nothing to say! He used to be the first knight of the empire and a three-time champion of knighthoods! However, I used the Holy Sword in that scene. So, he's still the first knight in my mind. ”
"That's it?" Charlotte turned her head to look at Vivien Leigh.
“…… And that's not all. "We exchanged ideas after the game, and he told me about his ideals. I think he was a very good knight, humble, brave, kind, graceful, you can see in him almost all the good things of a knight! He was a model of a knight, and he once told me that his sword was for the vassal and the weak. ”
"I don't understand why he did that......"
"Probably because he had to choose between the feudal king and the weak!" Charlotte stroked the green beard on her chin, "His ideas are very advanced! But in the eyes of people nowadays, it is crazy. ”
"Do you think he's right, the people are the cornerstone of the empire......" Fei Wenli asked suddenly.
"It doesn't matter what I think. Charlotte stood up, and he tapped his head, "It's all about what you think! You're bothered by his words, right? The education from childhood to adulthood and the crazy rhetoric you've heard today, they're constantly pestering and clashing in your mind!"
"But in the end!" Charlotte pointed to her heart, "you have to follow the voice of your heart." ”
Vivien Leigh was stunned, and she lowered her head motionlessly.
After a long time, she suddenly looked up and smiled, "You're right, Charlotte! ”
"And what's your conclusion?" Charlotte asked, shrugging her shoulders.
"I won't tell you!" Vivien Leigh wrinkled her nose, "unless you tell me the little secret between you and Aven!"
Charlotte pouted and tilted her head and smiled, "Very good!
"Then ...... now," he said, kneeling on one knee, his left hand on his chest and his right hand stretched forward, "May I invite you to dinner?
Vivien Leigh tilted her head, revealing a proud and delicate expression.
"I will grant you this supreme honor, I am not at all reliable Mr. Knight!"
"The latter sentence is superfluous, you tsundere little princess!"
The brother and sister looked at each other and smiled. They are like the real knights and princesses in fairy tales, the princess's slender fingertips are gently placed in the knight's palm, and the knight leads them into the unknown distance.
The ballroom was brightly lit, and Sylvia sat in the most distinguished guest at the long table.
When she saw the moving happy expression on the face of Vivien Leigh, who was led into the banquet hall by Charlotte, her cheeks, which were as beautiful and cold as a frozen lake, suddenly frowned imperceptibly.
No one noticed that the girl in the ice lake, who seemed to freeze time, clenched the knife in her fingers.