As the drums beat and the recorder played, the majestic music broke through the sky, and the black-feathered bird spread its wings, fell from the spire of the castle, and flew into the distance.

On the green ground, the knights rode like a tide, galloping through the manor, and then surging out of the tower gate, scattering in all directions.

With humility and integrity, with honor and bravery, he resolutely and firmly ran to the distance to complete his mission.

Maybe they go to the countryside, maybe they step into the town, or they may cross the mountains and rivers, and the responsibility on them does not allow them to turn back easily.

Probably only this vast blue sky can gently embrace the sincere hearts of the knights.

Under the mild morning sun, the large wheat fields looked golden and warm, and the comfortable wind blew slightly on the young but resolute faces of the young people, and when they looked back again, the castle had been quietly lost in the distance.

"Let's go!"

The teenagers on the same road watched quietly, and I don't know who shouted in a deep voice, turned the horse's head, and went forward again, and the rest of the people also looked at each other, and they all saw firmness in each other's eyes, nodded politely, and left in a different direction again with their own arrogance.

"Anne Wood." David looked into the distance, his jaw tightened, "This time, it's also a competition between the two of us." ”

"No compromise, no humility." He turned his head, looked at her, and reached out his hand, evoking a cold smile, "This time we are enemies. ”

The ponytail girl next to him looked at him fixedly, and laughed awkwardly, revealing a mouthful of white dangling teeth, her body slightly forward, and clapped her hands with him neatly.

"Well, this time we are enemies!"

"So—" He raised an eyebrow.

"Next—" she smiled.

"Goodbye!"

With that, the two of them left in opposite directions without hesitation.

The golden sunlight gently caresses every inch of the skin of the girl and the teenager, and the two contradictory momentum of gentleness and decisiveness are reflected in the two of them, and after many years of getting along, they are more calm than their relatives, and they have more understanding than their partners, both of them have a pride that is not humble to each other in an absolute field, and they cannot be humble.

The girl pursed her lips and rode briskly, listening to the sound of horses' hooves behind her, a hint of aggressive will flashed in her eyes, and she also bent down slightly and struggled forward!

"The selection of knights is not as simple as it seems. In the places you pass, you will always meet a being who is willing to do everything in your power to bring that flower back and make a choice that you have no regrets - just like the loyalty of a knight. ”

The words of the abbot are still in my ears.

In his memory, the rising sun shone on his white robe, and his face was solemn, as if on this day they were faced with more than the choice of whether or not to become knights, but more about life.

Her eyes swept over the flowers that the farmers had carefully planted for the nobles not far away, and looked more firmly into the distance.

Along the way, An Ningning also met several teenagers dressed as knights, with obvious exhaustion and confusion on their faces.

Knight's Day is a well-known day, so even in remote villages, only someone will know what these teenagers are doing. They warmly entertained the would-be knights with simple food and home-brewed beer, hoping that one day the knights who became the little lords would remember the favors they had received.

Several teenagers munched on black bread and sat at a stone table, exchanging information with each other.

An Ning rode past them, their eyes no longer showing curiosity and admiration for her on the first day of the Knight's Day, or disdain for anything else, but politely gave up their place, and asked with their eyes if she would be seated.

She shook her head and refused, but she also exchanged information with them, and picked a direction with fewer people.

The package contained enough food and a blanket to keep her foot in town, but to follow the trail of her mission.

As dusk approached, the golden afterglow dyed the heavens and the earth golden. This is always the most striking place in a less populated place.

An Ning Ning stopped to rest, and at this moment, the silence was broken by the shouts of a person.

A figure staggered in the distance, screaming as if something was chasing him from behind, and she rode her horse a few steps closer to recognize that this was the would-be knight who had first dispersed with them.

There was obvious horror on the boy's face, his knight's suit was already in tatters, and his horses looked very embarrassed and lost somewhere.

An Ning hurriedly dismounted and wanted to ask him what had happened, but was accidentally pushed to the ground by the boy who rushed over. The boy was trembling slightly with a whimper and a slight scream in his throat, and she was holding the back of her head, and was about to get up, when she heard the boy's soft, frightened voice come out, with disbelief—

"It's a monster, it's a monster."

"Lived, how could it live?"

He muttered that he had only sobered up a little after the fall, and looked down at her, and then at the small slit in his palm, as if he had realized where he was.

He got up, looked at the deserted silence around him, shook his head and laughed to himself, "I'm probably dazed, I think I'd better go to the town and drink some wine to wake up—"

As he spoke, he went straight on.

And An Ningning, who touched the back of his head on the spot and was still counting on the other party to help him: ......

Never mind.

After thinking about it, An Ningning got up and rode away in the direction the boy was running from.

……

The night in the wilderness was darker than what was seen in the manor.

The light moon and the stars were sparse, and the young man stood in place on horseback, his calm eyes looking at the dim vegetation around him. The crowing of insects, the rustling of the wind and grass, and the crowing of frogs that are hidden somewhere, make up a chant from a summer night.

And at this moment, on the vast field that could be seen at the end at a glance, several brilliant beams of light gradually rose as the sky darkened.

Those beams of light seemed to appear out of thin air, with a gentle dazzle, appearing in the sky, which was impossible to ignore. The colored light changes its form with the wind, and it is thin, and it looks beautiful and shocking.

David clenched the whip in his hand, frowned, looked around, and found that there were such views in several directions, and for a moment the edge of the sky seemed to be like an unintentional painting on a picture scroll.

He pondered for a moment, and finally picked a direction that seemed closest to him. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Fast Wear, No Tranquility Claw Book House" for the first time.