Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Past

When I got to the door, I haven't entered the door yet!

Salad shouted, "Mother...... We're back" writhing, jumping from my father's arms, and running quickly into the house, "My brother is back too......"

"Mother!" Malone smiled.

"Marlon......" Ryla greeted her with tears in her eyes and her hands open.

Malone gave his mother a hug and comforted him softly, "Mother...... I'm back."

Martin also walked out of the house, smoking a cigarette quietly, leaning against the door, not speaking, just looking at the family with deep eyes......

"Grandpa......" Malone said as he let go of his mother's hug.

"Let's go back and talk about it, there are so many people watching outside."

The mother rubbed her eyes and said, "Yes...... Yes, let's go home. ”

As he spoke, he took Malone by the hand and entered the house.

"I'll go take a shower first, the little sister will dislike me on the way......" Malone joked after entering the house.

"Right...... It's time to wash the dust, salad, go and help your brother find clothes, I'll go get some food, Marlon must be hungry......" Rayla had already entered the kitchen as she spoke.

Malone did not refuse his mother's arrangement, but just enjoyed the warmth of the family.

Waiting for the little sister to find a change of clothes, Marlon immediately went to the bathhouse, how long has it been since she took a bath?

It took half an hour to wash myself clean.

After changing clothes, I feel refreshed, and the whole person is two pounds lighter!

Mother had already prepared meals, hot bread, steaks, sausages...... There are ready-made and prepared in advance.

It's not time to eat, lunch is late, dinner is early, but Malone is really hungry.

The family sat at the table, and Malone talked about the experience while eating.

“…… Outside the forest...... Raid...... In the castle...... Three Knights...... Help...... Sacrificial ...... Promoted to Knights...... Demonic ......"

Ma Long recounted everything he had experienced during this time, and when he heard the thrilling places, the family let out exclamations from time to time.

Grandpa has been listening quietly, smoking, even if he hears things about himself, there is no change, but his eyes seem to be deeper.

The middle little sister asked some questions from time to time, interrupting Ma Long's words from time to time, she was too curious.

It wasn't until he finished speaking that Grandpa got up and said, "Marlon came to my house, I have something to say to you." ”

Seeing that his grandfather beckoned Malone into the house, his father Marven got up and said, "Father......"

Grandpa interrupted his father and said, "It's okay, just to confirm something" waved his hand and walked into the house as he spoke.

Malone gave a reassuring look, followed into the back room, and gently closed and locked the door.

Since Grandpa called himself in alone, he naturally didn't want others to hear it.

Locked the door, turned around, and a black shadow screamed straight towards the door.

The eyes must have been, Ma Long saw the coming thing clearly, but it was the grandfather's five fingers together, replacing the sword with his hand, and stabbing straight over.

The sword momentum was fierce, the sword power tore through the air, and in a trance, Ma Long thought that he had seen "attacking and killing swordsmanship".

The left forearm was outward, and the sword was opened, and the right hand held a fist, but it didn't blast out after all.

"Grandpa won't hurt himself......" After hesitating, Martin had already stopped.

"Sure enough, it's a knight, and it's still self-promoted!" Grandpa smiled with relief.

I could see that he was very happy, and a smile appeared on his face, which had been expressionless for a long time!

Originally, it was to test my skills, but Ma Long asked with a sigh of relief: "Grandpa, what is independent promotion?" ”

Grandpa didn't explain directly, but asked rhetorically: "Where do you think the knight's cultivation method comes from?" ”

"Didn't the knight sum it up?" Ma Long had never practiced the knight's method, nor had he thought about this question, but only answered instinctively.

"And what about the knight who summed up the method, and where did he come from?"

"Homemade?" Ma Long thought of the martial arts in the novels of his previous life.

Grandpa didn't answer directly, but asked again: "Do you think there was a knight or a knight training method first?" ”

Ma Long thought for a while and said, "Let's train the method!" Marlon said uncertainly: "It may be created by a wizard, a god or something." ”

"You don't know the history of knights at first glance." Grandpa said a little unpleasantly.

"Sit down, let's talk slowly." As he spoke, he sat on the edge of the bed, and Malone followed.

"The knight training method was created by the original knight and his own situation."

"And how did the original knights come about?" Malone asked curiously.

"Knights, like wizards, originally relied on awakening."

Malone was shocked by this answer!

"Doesn't knights rely on training?"

"Naturally, you have to train, but there is no specific training method, and the probability of awakening is too low, so there are knights who operate with their own energy, and they launch a method of training knights."

Marlon asked eagerly, "Is there a difference between becoming a knight through awakening and training to become a knight?" "This is where Malone cares, and I don't know if there is a hypocriac by awakening.

If you have a panel, even if you have it, it's not a big deal, right? Marlon thought unnaturally.

"Self-awakening is naturally stronger." Grandpa affirmed.

Ma Long was relieved, and his grandfather's reaction didn't look like there was a problem, so he was really worried in vain!

"The practice is reversed by the awakened, and through the written description, you know that there is a difference between the real and the described.

Moreover, not everyone is selfless and will teach everything to others, so the cultivation methods of each family are not all the same. ”

"I see, that is to say, there are deviations and gaps in the methods of knights' cultivation." Malone said with emotion.

Grandpa nodded, and a soft "um" sound was considered to be in agreement.

Knowing something about knights, Malone asked again: "...... thirty years ago?"

Before Malone finished speaking, Grandpa understood what he meant and said, "That thing started about forty years ago. ”

"Can you say that?"

Grandpa seemed to fall into memory, and said in a distant tone: "About forty years ago, the northern barbarians invaded North County through the Grand Canyon.

Those who have never seen it will never know how filmable that scene is.

Destroy, kill, feed on people, barbarians do all evil! ”

"What's even more terrifying is their strength, the shortest ones are all more than two meters tall, and three barbarians can defeat a knight."

"Hiss......" Malone gasped and asked in exclamation, "How many barbarians are there?" ”

Grandpa said in a bitter voice: "Thousands! ”

"What makes people's hearts cold is that seeing that they are invincible, the nobles of Beijun actually ran away en masse." His voice was full of resentment and helplessness.

After a pause, the grandfather said again: "In this way, there is not one in ten people in Beijun."

In the face of adversity, some people choose to escape, and some people choose to resist......"

Marlon didn't bother, and quietly listened to his grandfather's story.

"Adversity is the most tempering person, and some people awaken in resistance, some become wizards, and some become knights."

"I was originally a soldier in Northshire, and it was around that time that I became a knight.

If possible, I'd rather not wake up than have a barbarian invasion! His voice was tinged with tears.

Ma Long never knew that a person like his grandfather would cry one day, and in his image, his grandfather was always unfazed.