"I want to learn martial arts from you!" Anson said firmly, he was about the same age as Esthew, with a childish look on his face, and he was not yet out of the boy's category, and he rolled up his sleeves in front of Eshy, revealing his thin arms, and struggling to stretch his biceps. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Esher looked at the big boy with a flushed face, sighed, and began to regret why he had rescued this kraft candy from the ruffian.

Estheu's sigh embarrassed Anson, who obviously knew that his stalking was embarrassing for both sides, but Anson still mustered up the courage to repeat: "I want to learn martial arts from you!" ”

"Why?" Eixiu rubbed his eyebrows, the smell of alcohol in the bar gave him a headache.

Anson saw a glimmer of light and replied in a loud voice, "I want to be a knight!" I don't want to spend my life in a monastery! ”

"Knight...... "Essho," asked Estheau, "what's your last name?" Where are the nobility? ”

Anson scratched his head a little shyly: "My father is a civilian merchant in Laria. But I know chivalry! Humility, honor, sacrifice, valor, mercy, honesty, justice, soul! He was like a treasure, and his face flushed with excitement, as if the eight virtues of knighthood had been added to him.

"You haven't answered my first question yet." Esher said, "Why do you want to learn martial arts from me? ”

"Because I want to be a knight! And you look like the kind of warrior with powerful martial arts! Anson said he looked impressed by the six ruffians who had been brought down by Eshu in a minute.

"That's all?" Eshua said lightly, his face still expressionless, but a cold light radiated from his eyes. Anson shuddered, like falling into an ice cave, and his blood gradually cooled under Eshy's icy gaze. "You learned martial arts from me, so how do you become a knight?"

"This ......," Anson was stunned, and more than once he fantasized about his heroic appearance after becoming a knight: wearing shiny silver armor, and a tall horse under his crotch. The girl flew to him with a shy but fiery kiss; The noble lady hid her amorous smile under a small folding fan and sent someone to send a lingering love letter. Duke Brenus will retreat before his edge, the undefeated Archon of Kairos will be ended by him, and the Knights of Anson will be intimidated by Pander! Anson had already made a knighthood in advance, but the only thing missing was the pale reality that he was still a helpless commoner. Looking at the big boy's stunned and dazed face, Exiu remembered the Jeno who died in the hands of Oruba, the two were of the same age, and they were looking forward to a glorious future, but Jeno's death became an insignificant part of Oruba's bloody record, and he even held the huge surprise of seeing his idol before he was trampled on by Oruba's neck - Jeno himself said to Eshu before: "I must live to see Oruba-sama!" ”

But he was dead, and his body lay on the dry sand of the Arena of Janos, the sky a dead dark blue in his pupils, and he could no longer speak, laugh, or wink at Estheu. It turns out that life is the cheapest thing in Pande, a burden for the sword to be snatched and plundered, and a funeral object for war and ambition.

Eshu took a deep breath to calm his agitated mood, and he stared at Anson: "Tell you, all knights are forged in the flames of war!" Pande's knights have always had only one virtue, and that is, "Eshua said word by word:

"Kill!"

"Tell me Anson, you, do you have the virtue of killing?" Eshua asked coldly. "Or are you just reading too many knight novels?"

"It's not like that!" Unexpectedly, Anson angrily confronted Estheux, and he roared like an angry calf, "Knights should never be instruments of war!" A knight who kills for a living, not a real knight! ”

"Then tell me, what does a true knight do for a living?" Eshua asked rhetorically, "Is it the ridiculous Eight Virtues?" ”

"The Eight Virtues are not ridiculous!" Anson roared.

"It's ridiculous." Estheus was unmoved by Anson's emotions, "The term chivalry first appeared in Madigan's knightly novels, adapted from the code of the Griffin Knights. As the early work of the most famous bard in the history of Pande, it remained unattended during Madigan's lifetime. It wasn't until he became famous all over the world because of the forbidden long poem "The Prophecy Comes True" that even those knightly novels were revitalized. Although he was eventually burned at the stake, his writings have endured to this day. He glanced at an agitated Anson, "You seem to have read all of his knightly eight-part series." ”

Anson was dumbfounded, he didn't expect Esher to know all about the origin of chivalry. "To be sure, the eight-part series did set a precedent for chivalric fiction, and the fact that many knights have enshrined the eight virtues mentioned in it as the supreme standard cannot be surpassed. But," Eshua remembered what the old drunkard had said, and he blurted out subconsciously.

"Madigan is a writer of novels, and you believe everything he says?"

"You, you...... What kind of fallacy do you have? Anson's words were a little inadequate, and he could not refute Esthew, because what Esthew stated was basically objective facts, and the iceberg stood like an iceberg, and it was no longer something that he could climb over with wishful thinking.

Eshua smiled tolerantly: "You can verify it yourself." Don't you want to learn martial arts? Okay, I'll see you at the city gates at five o'clock tomorrow morning. ”

In the wee hours of the morning, the newborn day can't wait to push the dying night, weaving into a misty gray in the sky. The sound of the waves of the inland sea washed over Marions with the breeze, like thousands of books clattering, and the old city breathed regularly, gradually drumming with life. Eshua leaned against the base of the city wall, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was feeling the breath of the city's vastness. He was heavily armed, with dew on his chain mail, and the Death Knight sword was stuck in a cheap scabbard, making Essho look like a mercenary waiting for his work. A guard who had just been laid off saw Eshu and quipped, "Hey, buddy, the Duke was out of town a few days ago, and if you want to recommend yourself, you should try your luck at the border!" ”

Eshua replied with a polite smile: "Wait for someone." ”

"I'm sorry." Anson said as he stood in front of Estheu.

"You're an hour and a half late." Eshu opened his eyes, not as furious as Anson had expected, "It's half past six. ”

"I can't get up at five o'clock." Anson muttered, but Estheu's next sentence hit the nail on the head: "Do you want to be a knight with this virtue?" Where are you a nobleman? ”

......Anson didn't speak, he suddenly realized that the man in front of him who had promised to teach him martial arts was different from all the soldier instructors he had seen before, he didn't roar loudly, he didn't wave his whip, his tone was calm, he didn't make a noise, but he didn't get angry. He wasn't the kind of martial artist with muscular bumps in his head, and Anson thought that he would get a beating for his stalker yesterday, but Esher just refuted his dream of knighthood, and then agreed to teach him martial arts, although the agreed time was a bit exaggerated......

"What do we learn?" Anson was a little eager to try, and after eighteen years of life, he felt for the first time that he was so close to the manly career he longed for!

"Learn what?" Estheu thought for a moment, "Run along the city wall and around Marions first." ”

"What?" Anson's voice was raised, he looked at the majestic city wall of Marions, and recalled the emotional opening words of "Marions Local Chronicles": covering an area of nearly sixty square kilometers, Marions is the cultural pearl of Pande...... six big characters of "sixty square kilometers" are spread out in Anson's mind, and every stroke seems to be knotting muscles. "Running? Didn't you say you wanted to learn martial arts? ”

Ai Xiu glanced at him and handed over the sword in his hand: "Raise it for five minutes, and we will bypass the physical training." ”

Anson held out for thirty seconds before he was defeated, but he was also amused and ready to go. "Wait," Eshy called out, "do some preparations." ”

So in the early morning, the two young men did a squat and frog jump in front of the city gate of Marions, and the passers-by threw curious glances at them, and even the guards were a little sideways. He looked at Eshu, who looked like usual, and gritted his teeth and persisted.