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On the way back, Edward rode a horse and met the half-brother John Edward. Perrot, a young and handsome illegitimate child, happily exchanged views as he walked back.

As for the big stupid bear, with a rope tied to his belly and four legs, he followed step by step, and looked at Edward with a salivating expression, and his saliva flowed all the way, and the trees could be irrigated with a lot of water, and it was expected that in a few months, the trees would grow more vigorously.

Edward rode a horse with John. Perrotte walked side by side, his squire on the left and John's squire on the right, their eyes wide and vigilant.

Edward and his bastard John, on the other hand, did not care, and still chatted with great interest.

"Edward, how did you come up with the idea of hunting at this time? Hunting is forbidden in spring! ”

John glanced curiously at the unusual horned bow in Edward's hand, compared it with the longbow in his hand, his face glowing with curiosity, but still reserved, and asked softly about hunting.

"This, I'm just bored, and I'm not ready to hit those pregnant animals, but my hands are itching, just try my skills!"

Of course, Edward knew the default rule that you should not hunt in the spring, but as the owner of this forest, when to hunt is not a matter of words.

Edward didn't pay attention to why John could hunt in his territory, there was still a tacit understanding between nobles, and it was common for nobles to hunt as long as it wasn't too much.

And if it's a civilian, it's completely different.

Answering the question, Edward began to ask questions as well.

"Mr. Perrotte, it looks like you're hunting here! I'm sure I'm familiar with this place, so I'm confused about this place if you can show me the way! ”

Edward was actually curious about this illegitimate son, knowing that before, he had been living with his stepfather in Pembrockshire, Wales, and suddenly how he ended up in Kent, a coastal county adjacent to London and east of London.

"I've only recently moved here, and I'm new to this forest, so I'm afraid I can't do anything about it!"

As he spoke, John made a helpless expression.

"Then, you must be perfect in the attainment of bows and arrows! It's so much better than I am! ”

After getting the answer he wanted, Edward gave him a small compliment.

When John heard such a question, he blinked his eyelids, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, showing that his heart was happy and happy at this time.

And in him, there is no such perverse and arrogant temper as a noble child, but he is very modest.

I saw him wave his hand and say indifferently:

"For bows and arrows, I'm just slightly proficient, and I'm far from being fully proficient, and compared to you, I've only practiced for a few more years!"

When Edward heard this, he smiled in his heart, you are obviously not modest and modest, and it really makes me speechless.

He could only whisper a few words and continue to chat.

Searching for the way he came, Edward took John with him. Perrot walked for nearly half an hour, slowly, and when he looked up, the sun had climbed high and it was noon.

Seeing this, Edward had to urge the horses under his crotch and lead the whole team to speed up.

After walking for less than ten minutes, I soon came to the original starting point.

And in this clearing, guards came out of the forest one after another, holding the corpses of large and small animals one by one, placing them in the clearing, showing off to other guards passing by.

"Look, this is a big wild boar, estimated to weigh five hundred pounds, this is a big guy, I have wasted a lot of strength!"

"I'll tell you, I'm going to be the champion, that's for sure!"

Before Edward had yet to go out of the forest, he heard such a voice in his ears, and when he came out, he saw a scruffy beard, covered in mud and leaves, whose clothes had been torn into several strips, and the whole thing was like a beggar, who had been in his twenties, and had become forty years old.

There was a wild boar lying in front of him, his eyes widened, and three sharp arrows stuck in his neck, and blood was constantly flowing from the wound.

The boar's long fangs, sharp and dense hair, and its huge size all show everyone that it was strong in life.

And this guard, who can capture objects that even brown bears dare not provoke, does have great courage and wisdom, and is a material that can be made.

When the others heard his words, they stopped in front of him, and they couldn't stop admiring the wild boar on the ground, and they could only acquiesce to his boasting.

All of a sudden, his jaw was lifted to the sky.

"Indeed, you are indeed a champion!"

Quietly walking out of the forest, no one had yet noticed the arrival of His Majesty, and as soon as his voice came out, it immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Whether they were watching the excitement or fiddling with their prey, they all bowed their heads and bent over, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty-"

"Well—" Edward snorted softly, but his gaze turned to John. Perrault.

This handsome illegitimate son had a very splendid complexion, first white and tender to ruddy, then white, and then to red.

His two attendants, on the other hand, were extremely pale, and it was evident that they remembered that they had aimed their bows and arrows at the king.

After a while, a resolute expression appeared on their faces again.

And this handsome bastard reacted extremely quickly, and after quickly changing his eyes, the whole person had already bent down, touched his chest with his left hand, and said respectfully: "Please forgive my faux pas, Your Majesty the King!" ”

"I didn't say, how would you know, it's not too late to know!"

With a smile on his face, Edward said softly.

"Your heart is truly admirable!" John looked up slightly, still complimenting.

Edward smiled and did not continue to answer, and met a man on the side of the road, and in a blink of an eye he was the king, which was indeed a test of people's hearts.

"Your Majesty, you're back!" On the other side, two pretty maids hurried over, and after a gentle salute, they walked briskly up to him, looking left and right, as if to find something.

When the two maids were satisfied, Edward broke free from them and came to the warrior who had defeated the boar.

"I don't know your name yet, Mr. Warrior!"

Edward's words tickled the guard's heart.

"Your Majesty, my name is Bane, and I'm from Bane in Hampshire!"

The young man glanced at his clothes embarrassedly, bent over, and replied respectfully.

"Did you really kill this wild boar?"

Edward asked, pointing to the bleeding boar.

"Of course, my majesty, I spent a morning hunting it alone!"

"In order to kill this big guy, I have gone through a lot of hardships, thanks to the last blessing!"

As he spoke, he seemed to recall the scene of the hunt, and Bane still had a scared expression on his face.

"I guess you can be called 'Bane the Pig Slayer'!"

As he spoke, Edward burst out laughing.