"Little master, little master, you have finally woken up, God bless Normandy, if something goes wrong with you, Lord Duke will definitely feel very guilty."

"Hmm... Hmm..."Gann wanted to open his eyes dimly, but he was stuck by many sticky tears, frowning, only to feel that the tear stains on both sides of his face were hot and uncomfortable, hungry in his stomach, and his whole body was weak.

A pair of large, rough and thin hands gently wiped the tears from Gann's eyes and cheeks, helped him to lean against a soft velvet bed, turned around and shouted to the two maids guarding the door:

"Tina, you go and ask the Duke to come and see Master William, Kelly, you go to the back kitchen and prepare some oatmeal and vegetable broth, go quickly."

"Yes, Steward Osborne." The two maids who were guarding the door bent down in answer, turned and walked out.

At this time, Osborne's butler turned around and saw that Master William had opened his eyes and was awake, so he hurried to the velvet bed with a look of surprise and said, "Master William, it's great that you have finally woken up." ”

"Huh? What's wrong with me? Where is this place? Gann only felt that this young body did not seem to be his own, and the surrounding scenery became very unfamiliar, and he subconsciously questioned.

The old butler Osborne thought that Young Master William missed his mother, and comforted him softly: "Young Master William, please don't be sad, your mother Arlett will be married to Sir Herwin of Conteville, she will live well in the future, young master, you can often go to Conteville to see her." ”

"William? Arlett? Hmm..."Hearing these familiar and unfamiliar names, Gann subconsciously recalled.

"Ah......h

"Young Master William, it doesn't matter to you, don't have anything to do, Young Master William." The old butler was frightened by William's appearance.

After only a few moments, the flood of memories vanished, and Gann looked blankly at the richly decorated European-style ceiling and thought: "I am William, son of Robert the Duke of Normandy, the famous conqueror of the Middle Ages." April Fool's Day has already passed more than half a month, God actually played this kind of joke on me, I, Gann, was just interested in William the Conqueror when I watched the documentary, and as a result, I was brought here to play at 2 o'clock in the next kingdom, and I became William the Conqueror when I was a child. ”

His eyes were fixed on the ceiling where the mural was painted, and the cranky William's blank look made the old butler Osborne think that he was being taken by a demon, and could only shout William's name anxiously by the bedside.

Stompe... Stompe... Stomp

At this time, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door, and I saw a middle-aged man dressed in gorgeous armor and wearing a jeweled gold crown hurriedly walked in, sat on the side of the velvet bed, stroked William's forehead, and said gently: "William, you are the heir of the Normandy family, the son of my Normandy Duke Robert, take courage and cheer up." ”

Feeling the warmth of the big hand, William seemed to be surrounded by a strong father's love, and the fear of traveling through time and space to a strange environment gradually subsided, looking up at the father in front of him and nodding in response: "Knowing my father, I won't cry anymore." ”

"Hahaha... This is my Robert's good son. Come, let's be hungry for the past two days, eat some oatmeal. So saying, Robert helped William to sit up and leaned on the pillow, took the hot oatmeal from the maid Kelly, scooped a spoonful and blew it down, his eyes full of concern.

"Hmm."

William's eyes couldn't help but moisten when he heard Robert's words of concern, and without saying a word, he opened his mouth and drank a sip of hot oatmeal, his body warm.

"Hahaha, William, eat more and work hard to get stronger, you are the hope of our Normandy family." I couldn't help but laugh when I watched my son William gulp down oatmeal.

"Well, father, I'll try to be strong." Perhaps moved by Robert's fatherly love, or perhaps courage emerged after the fear subsided, William nodded with a strong look.

Gann, who later became William, the son of the Duke of Normandy, is now moved by the deep fatherly love of Robert of Normandy, and is determined to protect his father and strengthen the Normandy family.

Now that he has come to the Normandy family in the European Middle Ages in 1029, he must protect his father and mother, protect the Normandy family, and in this chaotic Middle Ages, with his knowledge of history and knowledge of the future, he will definitely be able to surpass the achievements of William the Conqueror in history, and will not die in the war to conquer France as in history.

"Father, I'll do it myself."

Struggling to sit up, he took the oatmeal and spoon from his father, Robert, and drank it all in one gulp.

Syllable... Syllable... Syllable...

Seeing that his son could face his mother's departure strongly, Robert was relieved and clapped happily.

Putting down the wooden bowl, William stood up slowly, straightened his body nearly 1 meter, and said strongly to Robert: "Father, I want to strengthen the Normandy family, for the glory of the family, tomorrow I will learn martial arts and military strategy from you." ”

Hearing this, Robert couldn't help but show a pleased smile on his face, patted William's little shoulder and said: "Hahaha, my good son, who can muster up the courage to face everything is the man of the Normandy family, tomorrow he will go with me to the arena in the castle to practice swordsmanship, and by the way, I will help you choose a good foal." ”

"Yes, father." Looking at Robert, the burly Duke of Normandy, William's little face showed a cheerful smile.

"Okay, William, you've been tormented for the past two days, and you're going to practice well today. William, I'll go first. ”

Saying that, Duke Robert helped William to lie on the bed, carefully covered William with a white velvet quilt, and turned around to say goodbye to William.

"Okay, goodbye father." William nodded and waved goodbye to Robert.

......

On the second day, in the arena of the Château de Rouen, Robert and William, who was just over two years old, stood opposite each other, each holding a large and a small wooden sword.

"Come William, attack me with all your might with a wooden sword like this, yes, this is it." As he spoke, Duke Robert made a slashing motion with the wooden sword in his hand towards William.

"Heh... Ahh

"Watch the movements in my hands, watch William." Robert reminded loudly.

Syllable... Smack

I saw Robert easily use the wooden sword to slash diagonally and pick the wooden sword held by William's hands into the air.

"William, pick up the wooden sword and attack me again, like this."

As he spoke, Duke Robert made a few moves to William with the wooden sword in his hand.

"Yes, father." Nodding in answer to Robert, William picked up the wooden sword on the ground and posed to attack Robert again.

In this way, after the father and son had been practicing swordsmanship for two hours, William quickly mastered the skills of attacking with a sword and defending counterattacks, which was praised by Robert, and the father and son enjoyed themselves.