In the wooden castle of the valley, Ron, who had returned from his wounds, was awakened from his sleep by the clanging of bells in the craftsman's workshop, and he got up from the hay bed in his cabin, glanced at the room full of iron pots, cooking utensils and miscellaneous goods, and put on a linen coat and pushed open the wooden door. ¥ ♀ Eight ¥ ♀ Eight ¥ ♀ Read ¥ ♀ Book, .2 ≠ ◆

Ron's mother, Emma, a hard-working woman, was sifting out the wheat bran out of the semolina at the door of the cabin with a sieve borrowed from the kitchen of the lord's mansion, and the small wooden basin under the sieve already had a thick layer of snow-white flour powder.

"Ron, you go back to the house and lie down for a while, and then you will get up and eat when I have baked the white bread, and your father will come back from the grain at noon today, and we will have a meal of white bread with apple stew at noon." Emma looked at Ron with a smile as she continued to sift the chaff in her hand.

Yesterday Art personally picked up Ron at the Lord's Mansion after returning from injury, this was the first meal Ron had at home after returning from injury, so Emma planned to spend a lot of money to make Ron a delicious meal of honey-smeared white bread and apple stew.

Now that the Ron family is the wealthiest of the Knights of the Valley, they can grit their teeth and eat a meal of white bread and stew, a food that was unimaginable in the past.

"Mom, I said that there is no need to make such a hearty meal, just make some minced meat paste, I have eaten enough at my lord's place yesterday." Ron didn't want his mother to spend so much money on himself.

Emma paused for a moment, looked up and said: "You are all people who have died once, and now you have finally returned to us with all your beards and tails, no matter what, you have to eat the best food, otherwise next time~" Speaking of this, Emma stopped, she choked up, and tears couldn't help but run out of her eyes.

Ron hurriedly stepped forward to protect his mother, and comforted him: "Mom, I don't have anything, do I? I am one of the lucky ones who are protected by God, and the devil cannot take my soul. ”

Emma cried louder and sobbed, "Ron, you don't want to fight with your master anymore, can you come back and farm with your father?"

Ron let go of his mother's shoulder, stared into her eyes and replied, "Mom, what did you say?" How can I leave the lord!! Do you want me to be a deserter? ”

Emma was speechless for a moment, but the tears couldn't stop pouring out.

Ron hugged Emma again, and after a long period of relief, he barely managed to stop his mother's crying.

"Mom, where has Camille gone? I didn't see her early in the morning. Ron changed the subject.

"Speaking of your sister, she is now chosen by Madame to be a little maid, and she follows Madame every day, and Madame likes her very much, and teaches her to be a little lady herself. ∷ Eight ∷ Eight ∷ Read ∷ Book, .2 ∞≠ "Emma frowned slightly when she thought that her little daughter had the honor of being chosen by the lord's wife to be her personal maid.

"That's great." Ron was genuinely happy.

"Mom, then let's save this sumptuous meal for dinner, I would like to invite the lord and the lady to share it."

Emma was stumped, "Ron, but we don't have so much flour to make enough white bread, and the military pay you have saved, as well as your father's and my father's salaries, will be used to pay for the huge cost of building a new house~"

"It's okay, the lord gave me another hundred pfenniels last night, let's buy more wheat flour and ask someone to help sift it out." As he spoke, Ron pulled out a bulging money bag from his bosom.

Emma took the money bag handed over by Ron and said with a smile: "Okay, then I'll buy some meat and vegetables from the wooden castle, and go with the fruit wine I just made, and we will invite Master Art and Lady Lottie to dinner." ”

Speaking of dinner, Emma remembered the chatter of the castle people last night, Zou Mei looked at Ron, and asked, "By the way, Ron, how did you bring a stranger back to the valley?" I've heard the burghers say that this guy is a heretic, a demon from the Holy Land. ”

Ron glanced cautiously around and said to his mother, "Mom, how can you think the same as those burghers?" Didn't you say it, Brother Jafar is a devout saint, he is a warrior of a hundred battles, and he was invited to guard the valley with us. ”

"But~"

"It's nothing, even Father Hamish has no objections, you can't say anything more infidels!!" Ron told his mother not to say the wrong thing.

"Jafar, you have been in this holy place under God's care for so many years, you must be cautious about what you can do and what you can't do, and I will say to the outside world that you are a saint who has taken the initiative to convert to God. Remember, never say the wrong thing, especially when it comes to devout faith in God. In the official room of the lord's mansion, Art repeatedly emphasized the issue of faith in God to the new Jafar.

Jafar picked up the cross from his chest and held it up to Art, and said, "Yat~My lord, I~understand. Attention, I will. ”

Ather nodded, "You know, I don't want my lords to be burned at the stake one day." ”

"You used to be a cavalryman, and now you're a cavalryman. The horse you rode back this time is Kenneim's riding horse for you, and in two days I will ask the baggage team to change you with a good war horse, and it just so happens that a few war horses will be sent to the valley recently, as a warrior on horseback, you can't fight on a miscellaneous horse. ”

"I have a sentry band, the one you saw in the northern wasteland. Now I intend to transfer Ron, the captain of the Sentinel Cavalry, to the rank of Captain of the Squadron, and you to be the vice-captain of the Sentinel Cavalry, and all food and lodging and armament will be provided by the Legion, and a monthly salary of one hundred pfennigs. ”

"The captain of the Sentinels will be Lusignan, who was once a sergeant of the Holy Order like me, but now that we are no longer enemies, we regard him as a brother to trust."

Jafar listened and nodded slightly, "Big~man, I~listen to your ~ orders!" ”

Art nodded in relief, stood up and walked over to Jafar and patted him on the shoulder, saying, "Brother Jafar, welcome to your joining." Forget the hatred in your heart for a while, as long as you fight for me with peace of mind, I will let you take revenge. ”

Jafar stood up from the stool and replied firmly: "I ~ believe in you!"

"Alright, you go down and rest, and I'll send you to the Sentinel in the afternoon."

"Let me out! You cannot imprison me like a criminal, and I demand the dignity and courtesy of a knight. In the cramped confessional of the Chapel of Wooden Fort in the Valley, Dean kept repeating the words.

Since Art's withdrawal, Dean has been "courtesy" to the valley, and the captured Dean is a knight lord who enjoys privileges, so he can't be held as an ordinary prisoner of war at will, but Art doesn't want people with bad intentions to wander around in his territory, and after thinking about it, Art sent Dean to Father Hamish's church to "confess" his crimes, and sent two soldiers to "accompany" the distinguished guest.

Although he was not subjected to inhuman nuèdài, Dean suffered from being confined to a cramped wooden box all day long.

"Let me out, I want to see Art, what kind of knight is he? He didn't even abide by the most basic knightly honors. Dean was still yelling.

Father Hamish finally couldn't stand Dean's mania and screaming, and moved from the nave to the confessional, and yelled at Dean: "Shut up, you bastard, you're a prisoner of others, and you're embarrassed to yell every day, if I were you, you should find a rat hole and hide." How could God make such a bastard as you a knight! ”

Dean ignored the priest's lessons, he had been spoiled by a wealthy merchant since he was a child, and such a hard life was what he should have endured, "You crappy priest, what do you know, if it weren't for that bastard who plotted against me with no regard for the honor of the knight, how could I have been his prisoner." ”

"Really? If you had been able to fight me like a true knight, my soldiers wouldn't have had a chance to catch you. Speaking of which, my soldier seems to be the "proud and proud" Knight of Dean captured in the rear camp. A voice picked up Dean's words.

Art paced to the door of the church's confessional and motioned for the soldiers to open the wooden door of the confessional and let Dean out.

Dean came out of the confessional, adjusted to the light, raised his head and said, "Sir Art, I ask you to give me the courtesy of a knight. ”

Art chuckled and said, "Dean, are you really embarrassed to call yourself a knight?" ”

"Why not? I am a knight of the Guardian who was personally canonized by the Marquis of the Imperial Court! Dean's tone was full of pride.

"Alright, Knight Dean, I'll give you a chance to get honored." Art leaned sideways to get out of the way, revealing Ron, who was following behind.

"Behind me is my personal bodyguard, Ron, who just returned from injury yesterday because I was assassinated by a group of men in black in Lucesin a month ago, and Ron was poisoned with arrows to protect me. Now, Representative Ron and I will duel you, and as long as you can defeat him, I will give you the courtesy of a guest of honor. If you are killed by him, I will also tell the world that the knight Dean died heroically in the dueling ring. As he spoke, Art drew the knight's sword from his waist and threw it at Dean.

Dean took a half step back, looked at the dark red and blood-colored blade on the ground, and then looked at Ron, who had murderous intent in his eyes, and didn't speak for a long time.

"Dean, I'll give you three chances."

"One"

Dean didn't move.

"Two"

Dean shuddered slightly.

"Three!!"

Dean stayed where he was.

Art stepped forward and picked up the knight's sword, and ordered the soldiers in custody: "Lock this soft egg in for me and continue to repent, maybe only God can let him pick up the dignity of a knight." ”

"By the way, I still have to tell you that your shrewd father made a fool of trying to get me to release you unconditionally through court pressure. Because of your father's disobedience, I have decided to raise your worth by increasing the ransom by 10,000 pfennigs, and I have sent a message to your father. ”

After that, Art no longer paid attention to Dean who was trembling with anger, and turned to Father Hamish and said, "Father Hamish, a second village has been built on the other side of the valley, and today is the day for the farmers to settle in the new village, and these devout saints hope that you can pray for the blessing of the new home on behalf of God......

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Chapter 164: Knight Honor