Chapter 8: Friends
The next day, after some washing, Zhao Qian stood outside the martial arts arena in the backyard of the manor.
He had been woken up, and this was the second source of sound besides the sound of birds by the windowsill in the early morning.
The martial arts arena was "whirring".
A sturdy figure was seriously wielding the training weapon in his hand, like a peerless warrior.
The man's identity was recognized at a glance......
But strangely enough, there was no one else, no one but a servant standing still.
Zhao Qian looked at it, but he didn't look at the stunned male servant, let alone the so-called martial artist's posture. He was looking at the weapon in the man's hand, the metal greatsword in the man's hand that had been used for training.
The blade of the sword was blunt, but it shone in the early morning sun.
This is not the main thing, but more importantly, the more harmless the training equipment is waved in the man's hand, the more dangerous it becomes. It's as if this big sword has been polished, and the edge is still there.
The swordsmanship is very ordinary, and the people are also very ordinary, but after an ordinary knight's swordsmanship has been practiced by a person for more than ten years or even decades, it is not ordinary.
The sword swung off.
Zhao Qian watched silently.
Until, the last formula.
"Whew!"
Collect the sword.
The middle-aged sturdy figure made a ceremonial gesture that all the knights of the continent would have finished their training, and solemnly put down the training sword in his hand.
The heart is like stopping water.
"Good morning, Glenn."
The baron reached out and took the sweat towel that the manservant had prepared a long time ago, wiped his hands, and greeted.
But he didn't reply immediately, Zhao Qian hurriedly looked up and down, but this person no longer had the momentum of holding a sword in his hand just now.
It was as if he had just finished his morning workout.
"Good morning."
Then, as if in response, the boy nodded.
His performance made the sturdy man smile, which seemed a little inexplicable.
"You can see that you are a good knight."
This was the second sentence of the baron's exchange with his nephew. Obviously, a vicious eye is something that the owner of this territory will not lack.
"At least, you're much stronger than your father."
Meeting Zhao Qian's gaze, the man in thin clothes said to himself. The sun illuminated the lord's complexion so white that others could not see the slightest blood relationship between the two.
"Talk as you go."
As he walked to the restaurant, the owner of the manor said that he seemed so happy that he wanted to say a lot to the identified relative in front of him. Or in Zhao Qian's view, it is more like the station has some subtle influence on the plot character in front of him, and these details always provide some additional information to the traveler in some invisible places.
"Your father, my half-brother, is technically ineligible to inherit the realm even if Tyrone Winchester does not expel the current baron of Riverdale."
The maid at the table began to get busy again, and the early cook brought fresh ingredients from the farmer of the manor to cook delicious food for the new young master, and tried to make a good impression.
"Sit."
Motioning for Zhao Qian to sit on the edge of his seat, Zhao Qian nodded, but he didn't mean to speak at all.
He didn't want to lose the key to getting mission information because of one of his unexpected gaffes, even if he didn't know what the main quest two was yet.
"He's too weak."
This is Tyrone's last sentence before the meal, similar to the war years of the Middle Ages, when the first identity of the lord was a knight, and the others were secondary. Because in this kind of era, a commander who can fight is everything. (Note: Never imagine a knight as the kind in the novel, if you are interested, you can Baidu it.) It's not nonsense here, it's basically a knight servant who started at the age of 10, and it is possible to officially become a knight at the age of 21, and the knight has to know a lot of things in addition to the general force value requirements, and he has to know a little bit about poetry, books, etiquette, and art. )
Halfway through breakfast, the tall knight was called away with a frown at a few whispers from the old butler who had news from outside the dining room.
Zhao Qian sat at the dining table, he was still processing today's information, for no reason, he felt that these things were now placed in front of him like a mess.
In his heart, he crossed some of his own things, because he hadn't seen the Lord of the Rings, so the wisdom value of 6 didn't make him feel much thought, but at least one thing was certain, that is, his main quest two should be related to this Riverdale Town.
Maybe.
Stopping the action of eating in his hand, Zhao Qian looked out the window at the lush lonely mountain over there.
The contemplation was soon interrupted by the servant who thought he had walked in, who bowed his head and handed over a note.
"Master Glenn, just now an adventurer at the door handed me a note, saying that he was your friend."
Zhao Qian looked at the distorted words on the white paper, and his pupils shrank.
Soon his expression returned to the same shape.
It's as if nothing happened.
He got up and walked out of the pile of servants where everything revolved around him.
To be honest, it was the first time he was surrounded by such a maid, and he was still a little unaccustomed to it. Pirates of the Caribbean did not have this kind of treatment because of his status as a down-and-out nobleman.
Without saying a word, he walked out the door, and the servants behind him packed up what he had left behind. (To be continued.) )