Hiss - -

It hurts.

This was Han Bo's last thought before his consciousness disappeared.

A series of apparitions, which kept hitting him in the head, left him completely unconscious. And when Han Bo woke up again the next day, he had already arrived in a strange place. Of course, that's a story for later.

Meanwhile.

Yang Jiangong set foot on the land of the Kingdom of Camelot.

Now it is time for a showdown with Wesley of the Carmellot Kingdom, but at this time, Yang Jiangong still has to understand the inside news of this kingdom first.

The trees around you stand silently, and the shadows are thick, and it looks so heavy that it seems that you can't pass through. I raised my head and looked at the sparse treetops, there were no leaves, the branches were empty, there was no language, and I had a grim expression. In the thick black night, there was a yellowish crescent moon, like a bow knife, and then a few sparse simple stars, the stars seemed to be inlaid up, distant and small, and looked like nails nailed to the sky. Sometimes, walking alone in the cold night, through my own weak breath, the thin heat of the breath. Looking at the dark sky, thinking about life, what he was pursuing, Yang Jiangong didn't know, and couldn't find a very clear answer.

Surrounded by six retinues, he simply hummed a new kingdom battle song of the Kingdom of Lori Cardin.

At the moment when it was consumed by darkness, the fire of the past was ignited.

The air was filled with tension, and a full-scale war was imminent.

The footsteps of the enemy could be heard in the distance, and the whole earth trembled.

Our numbers are small,

Our blood boils,

We fear neither the enemy nor death,

The drama of the war turns into the shadow of death.

Blood was on his hands, his brains were smeared on the body of the sword, his intestines hung on his paratrooper jacket and swayed, and he became a pulp,

Entering the enemy's sight with the face of a devil, I will watch in silence as they crumble on the earth until the last one falls.

I came into this world in the name of ordinary. Create brilliance with your hands. I am the King of Lol Cardin, the King of Mankind, the King of Kings!

- "Heaven, please give me death before I grow old!" ”

"Learn about the court of the Kingdom of Carmellot. What is the name of the person we are going to meet? ”

Heard Yang Jiangong's question. Achilles, who was beside him, immediately responded, "His name is Felig, my king. ”

"Felig!? Trullo is coming soon, go and inform him. Yang Jiangong nodded.

…………………………

The young Shakira is only related to the fate of Felig.

At this moment, he was suddenly enveloped strongly by an aura, and that aura rose into the air. Rushing in his face, overwhelming, surging like the waves of the sea, like a mist rising from a deep valley, fluttering up and down, repeatedly attacking him, making him powerless to resist. The smell was getting stronger and stronger, permeating his entire room, it was a long-lost breath, a warm fragrance. There was also a sweet coolness, and he didn't seem to smell it for a long time. Shakira pushed open the window, and a cold wind blew in her face, and it was also the smell, a cool and sweet taste, with a sour sadness.

With a yearning for chivalry and a longing for her father, Shakira couldn't help but say, "The enemy is now fearless!" ”

"Courage and loyalty. Worthy of God! ”

"Geng is straightforward, I'd rather die than speak!"

"Protect the weak, no wonder Tianli!"

"This is your oath, keep it in mind! Canonized as a knight! ”

Thousands of miles of ice. Thousands of miles of snow drifting, and it is another cold and long winter.

Ever since the evil orcs invaded humanity and provoked war against the great kingdom of Camelot. War is a thing even more terrible than the devil, it is a bottomless pit that consumes national strength and wealth, and all industries are in ruin and farms are barren. This protracted war is definitely the biggest crisis in the history of the Kingdom of Camelot.

Truro, a provincial city in the southern part of the Kingdom of Carmellot, has been transformed into a fantastic city of ice and snow. In such a disaster, everything seems to become meaningless, people wearing thick rough winter coats, and any breath of heat seems to be able to freeze in an instant.

Truro, though barren, was a good escape from the fighting for the occupied areas to the south. To this day, the war has burned the entire area south of the Cross Mountain, and many of the southern lords and nobles have fled to Truro for refuge.

In winter, if you ask which place is the most beautiful in Truro City? Romantics would say it's an ice sculpture garden. Optimists would say the square. Pious people will say it's a church, but if you ask where it's the gloomiest and where it's the darkest, most people will tell you it's the lamb to the slaughter.

Yes, it is such a place, as if in this era of war, there is no sunlight all day long.

The tavern is the only property owned by the Armand family. Shakira has been the owner of the place since five years ago. Five years ago, his mother, who was seriously ill, died, and his father, a glorious knight, died in a war. As the father's eldest son, he not only had to take care of his younger siblings, but he also had to take care of the 'lamb to the slaughter'.

Ever since she was nine years old, Shakira has always been popular, knowing when to speak up and when to shut up. So I've heard and seen more than many people. The magistrate of the police station was a good friend of his father, and he often came to take care of him, but no one came to bully the boss when he was young and dared to make trouble at will.

He has a delicate face and fair skin that is not inferior to that of a girl. And when he speaks, he is gentle and modest. People were amazed at his beauty. Some unruly men said that if he was a girl, he would definitely marry him.

Hearing these words, Shakira blushes.

In the course of five years, Shakira has seen too many drunkards, **, homeless people, and poor people, and in addition to that, there are more people who don't know what to say and are incomprehensible.

Among those who don't know what to call it, Old Man Felig is definitely the most special one among them.

Old man Ferig doesn't talk much, but he is a very strange man, no one knows where he comes from, only that he does not allow anyone to touch his 'crutches', you look down on him, you can humiliate him, he is never angry, as long as you don't touch his 'crutches', otherwise he will definitely vomit on your face.

According to Old Man Ferig, he was a powerful professional, a noble magician. But everyone scoffed, because no one had ever seen him use a single spell. Even when a drunk spat on him, he never got angry, at most he just scolded him for being uneducated or something.

There is no one who does not know the rarity and nobility of magicians. Even if it's just a lowliest-level apprentice magician, it's synonymous with status and pride. Old man Felig's performance had nothing to do with this, so everyone didn't take his words seriously, just thought he was an old disrespectful braggart. Shakira was unimpressed, though he didn't believe that Old Man Felig could be a magician. But he knew that Old Man Ferig was by no means a sloppy old man who could only brag, because there was a secret between him and Old Man Felig.

It was one day a year ago, and I remember that old man Ferig had no money to pay for the wine, and Shakira didn't want to ask him, but the tavern was not a business without capital after all, so he just told him not to come again, and gave him a pot of wine for free. Unexpectedly, the old man Felig quit, he seemed to have been greatly humiliated, and immediately blushed and shouted about chivalry, and he had to teach Shakira what martial arts. This is to pay for the wine debt.

Shakira said yes, but she didn't take him seriously in her heart, she just smiled and agreed to the other party. Being treated like this by a teenage baby, the old man Ferig seemed to be on fire, and he swung his fist and smashed it into the big bluestone by the door.

How could that thin fist withstand such a collision, Shakira was too late to dissuade him, seeing that the old man Felig was about to hurt his right hand, but the result was beyond his expectations. With a "bang", a hint of excitement flashed in Shakira's eyes, and she couldn't see Old Man Felig closing his fist. A deep fist mark appeared on the bluestone.

There were no others present, only a stunned Shakira and a triumphant Felig. From then on, every evening in the evening, Shakira would go outside the city to be trained by Old Man Felig. Old man Ferig wouldn't let Shakira call him teacher. He is not allowed to tell anyone else. He had a reason to laugh and cry Shakira, saying that he didn't want people to know that he was a magician who only knew martial arts. He simply offered that the 'tavern' should always be open to him free of charge in exchange for it. Shakira has no opinion on this.

Although he was born into a family of knights and nobles. But Shakira was not a pampered person, and he had been practicing the basics of a knight since he was a child. In his heart, there is a dream, that is, to be a brave, loyal, fearless knight like his father. He was deeply impressed by Old Man Felig, he was a true professional warrior, and even his father was only a second-class knight.

Shakira has just turned fourteen this year, and there are two younger siblings below him, his ten-year-old brother Kelvin and his five-year-old sister Helen. For Shakira, it was a lifelong regret that he could not receive formal knightly training, and he could not let his younger brother follow in his footsteps, so three years ago, he asked his younger brother to go to the castle lord to receive formal knightly training like many children of the same age.

The training of knights goes through four stages: squire, servant, trainee knight and official knight. According to the custom of the kingdom, the squire period generally begins at the age of 7-8, and at this time, he enters the lord's castle and learns the basics of etiquette and various related knowledge while working as a squire of the lord's family. At the age of seven, Kelvin entered the castle of the Lord of the Castle and worked as a boy in waiting, and Shakira would visit him in his spare time.

A new day is coming to an end, but for this tavern, the arrival of darkness means the beginning of a day. In those days, there were almost no people on the streets during the day, and it was only at night that people with the smell of blood appeared.

Goose feathers and snow were still dancing outside the window, and Shakira got up early, had dinner with her little sister and the old servant, and went to the 'lamb to the slaughter' and began the night's business.

Shakira opened the thick door panel, and a rickety figure first came into view, as soon as she saw the "crutch", she knew that it was the old man Ferig. As always, he was always the first to come, still with the rough 'sword'.

Old man Ferig is a very strange man, no one knows where he comes from, only that he does not allow anyone to touch his 'sword', you look down on him, you humiliate him, he is never angry, as long as you don't touch the 'sword' in his hand.

From the time he appeared in Truro three years ago, he would arrive every night, boil a pot of wine, serve three or five side dishes, and sit up until dawn, then he would get up and pay the bill and leave.

Anyone who often comes to the 'Lamb to the Slaughter' knows the incident of the humiliation of Old Man Felig two years ago, and the Great Captain of the Rich, who was a well-known ruffian in the locality, relied on his uncle to be a city defense officer, and spent his days idle, wearing the dog skin of a sergeant, and specializing in some bullying things.

At that time, someone told Li Lu about the old man Felig, and Li Lu laughed when he heard it, he not only made fun of the old man Felig for being a cheap bone, but also intended to take the 'sword' in his hand. No one wanted to offend the young man, and everyone was waiting to see the joke, but the result shocked everyone in the tavern.

The lightning-fast punch didn't even allow many people to see clearly, and the road flew out of the window upside down. Shakira in the corner saw it so hard that he would never forget that punch. In Shakira's mind, only a knight like her father should match that speed and strength. At that time, Rilu vomited a lot of blood, and he never appeared again after being carried back, and he was probably dead.

Strangely, after that incident, no one ever came to trouble Old Man Ferig. Since then, no one has dared to make fun of the scruffy old man Felig. It's hard to imagine that such an inconspicuous old man Felig could be so mysterious. Who would have thought that in that seemingly thin body, there is still an unknown power hidden.

"Shakira, good evening!" Strangely, the taciturn old man Ferig liked to talk to Shakira, and he would say hello to Shakira in the morning and evening. He was very calm, still wearing the white shirt.

"Night Harper, Uncle Ferig!" Shakira smiled and nodded. He shifted his steps, and as usual, made a gesture to invite in. Not to call the teacher in front of outsiders, this is what they agreed early on.

There was a rare smile on Ferig's old face today. "I'm not going in today, and I won't come again."

"Are you going on a long journey?" Shakira chuckled in her heart and asked curiously.

"It's not a long trip, it's that I'm going to die." Old man Ferig gave Shakira a gold coin and turned away, his back getting more and more rickety in the snow. (To be continued.) )