"Kyle!"

"Are you home, Kyle?"

The shouts outside were constant, and they could be heard, with a hint of anxiety in their tones.

"Aunties, what's wrong?"

Kyle comes down from the upper floor, walks out of the blacksmith shop, and stands in the doorway.

"Oh, you're really back!"

"We heard from the people in the bazaar that we saw you, but we didn't believe it!"

In front of Kyle, more than a dozen aunts surrounded him, with embarrassed smiles.

He knew that these were the moms of the Cadet Knights, and they had come to Kyle for...

"Kyle, is my son Cleaver back?"

"And my son, Joey, Joy Starr. ”

"And mine..."

The mothers hurriedly reported their sons' names, pulling Kyle to ask repeatedly. Their voices were loud and high-pitched, and the mix of voices made Kyle's ears very uncomfortable.

"Aunties!" Kyle shouted, and the surroundings fell silent for a moment, everyone waiting for Kyle's reply.

Looking at the eager and eager eyes of the dozen mothers in front of him, Kyle really didn't know how to continue, but he had to speak,

"Our Probationary Order... It's gone—" Kyle lowered his head, squeezing out the phrase in a slurch.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm asking my son, Cleaver, who cares about your Knights?"

"yes, didn't Joey come back with you?"

The mothers' tone was obviously a little angry, in fact, they probably understood what Kyle meant, but they didn't want to accept this fact, and they had to listen to Kyle himself.

"They're all dead, they've been killed by the enemy in the battle of Kailin!" Kyle couldn't bear it anymore, shouting out what they wanted to hear.

"No way! They're not old enough to go to war!"

"Isn't your camp very safe? Kailin is so far away, what does it have to do with you!"

"Where the hell is my son?"

The mothers are clutching Kyle like crazy, pulling left and right, as if they want Kyle to conjure their son out of the way.

"Get out of here! a bunch of brainless shrews who have a son!"

Kyle suddenly heard a roar behind him, and the aunts stepped back, and they saw a fat man with a hammer walk out, it was the blacksmith shop owner, Carey Flender, Kyle's father.

"Kyle still doesn't understand! Your sons are all dead in battle! They are all good knights of Ace!"

"Why..."

"Why didn't your son die?"

"Why did he come back!"

Finally, the aunts are awakened by Carey and accept this fact. They complain about Kyle, believing that he had ruined the lives of the apprentices.

"yes, why didn't my son die," Carey repeated as he tried to restrain his emotions, "He's coming back to save you, understand! brainless shrews!"

"He can't even save his own Knights, and he still saves us?"

"He should die on the battlefield instead of fleeing back alone!"

"Coward!"

...

"Enough!"

A calm and solemn reprimand came from behind the aunts, and everyone looked back.

"Commander Lane!"

The commander of the Valanger appeared alone in front of the blacksmith shop in the Eastside, with no guards and no horses.

"You're crying here, and it's not going to change the facts, you know?" Ryan stepped forward and said to the tearful mothers, "Your sons, they are all good, they are the knights of Ace, and they will always be!"

"Sir, my son... I can't come back..."One mother lost control of her emotions and fell to her knees.

Other mothers were stung in their hearts by this sentence, and they couldn't help it and cried.

"I can understand the mothers," Commander Ryan said in a much softer tone, "but it's not Kyle's fault, understand?"

Kyle looked at Ryan, the chief with a hint of sadness in his eyes, and the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes seemed to hide many stories.

"Sir, I'm sorry—" Carey quietly put the hammer behind him, apologizing to Commander Ryan.

"You don't need to apologize. Ryan looked at the father and son in front of him and said, "Kyle, you're doing a great job. ”

Kyle didn't know how to respond. The mothers in front of him are all experiencing the pain of losing their children, but he is the only member who has returned home. Maybe the mothers are right, he didn't die, it's a thing that needs to be deeply apologized.

"I promise you that I will bring back the bodies of the children and will not let them wander into the wilderness. Ryan said to the crying mothers, "It's not too early, please go back and rest!"

The citizens of Vallangue still have a lot of respect for their commander, and as soon as Ryan's voice fell, the mothers slowly left.

"Mr. Commander," Kyle looked at the commander in front of him and bowed, "Thank you..."

"I'm going to be alone with Kyle for a while," Ryan said to Kyrie, "Carey, I know you have something to do. ”

For Commander Lane's hint, Carrie's father and son panicked, and the chief in front of him seemed to know something.

"Let's go," Ryan patted Kyle's arm, "follow me." ”

Kyle glances back at his dad and sees Locke standing behind him, and he immediately motions for the imp to return to the house.

Carey turned around, unaware of the child behind him, and quickly carried him to the blacksmith's shop.

"Stinky boy, didn't I let you stay upstairs!" asked Carey, pinching Locke's little face, shaking it frantically.

"I feared that you would be in danger, so I came down to protect you. Locke replied lightly.

Carey sighed, put the hammer down, and sat down on the stool, leaning against the wall,

"Little hairy boy, his tone is not small, and he still protects us..."

"What's burning in this stove?" Locke walked over to the stove, where there were several long pieces of iron, red from the fire.

"It's the weapons of the warriors to resist the enemy, you don't understand. "Carey didn't want to talk so much about a twelve-year-old imp, because he wasn't old enough to understand war.

"Uncle, these things can't resist the enemy..."Locke raised his right hand and stretched out his right hand into the stove, where the fire was blazing.

"Hey, stinky boy!" Carey hurriedly got up to stop him, "Don't!"

But it was too late, and Locke's hand reached in.

Carey wanted to rush over and carry him back, but when he saw the next scene, he froze in place, at a loss.

Locke took the red-hot piece of iron from the fire with his immature hands, and just like that, calmly held...

"These pieces of iron can't quell the war at all. With both hands, Locke bent the red-hot iron at once, "and the soldiers carry it to the battlefield, and they can only become little lambs to the slaughter." ”

"You—" Carry's eyes widened, and his body retreated unconsciously, "How could it be..."

Locke looked at Uncle Carey's surprised eyes, realized that his actions had frightened him, and silently put the iron back into the furnace.

"Actually... Everyone has something they are good at. Locke turned his little brain and explained, "It's like you're a great drinker." I'm just not afraid of getting hot. ”

"Who the hell are you..."Carey obediently sat back on the stool, his eyes not taking his eyes off the imp in front of him for a moment.

"I'm just an ordinary savage," Locke blinked, his innocent eyes looking pitiful, "but now, with this, I'm going to be you Ace." ”

Locke pointed to the family seal on his forehead that Carey had drawn for him.

"Ugh," Carey sighed, as if he had regretted the deal.

"Who's that chief?" Locke continued, "where is he taking Kyle?"

"That's Valanger's commander, Ryan Starr. Carey looked out of the house, and there was silence in front of the blacksmith, "He's a good leader to respect." ”

"I can see," Locke followed Carey's words, "that he should be a good elder too." He can help Kyle and make him a good knight. ”

"yes, I also want Kyle to be a good knight. ”

Carey looked at his fat-filled body, his unfulfilled dream, but fortunately there was a chance for his son to come true.

"Uncle, do you really want Kyle to be a knight?" Locke sat next to Carey and asked him, "You see those aunts, if they knew that this was the end result, they wouldn't have given their children away, right?"

Carey looked at Locke, feeling that these overly mature words should not have come out of the mouth of a twelve-year-old at all.

"I already told Kyle when he decided to join the Youth Training Army," Carey recalled, "we discussed all the possibilities, if the world was peaceful, he might be able to become a knight, if..."

"If war comes, he needs to be ready to give his life at any time. Locke helped Carey finish his sentence.

"This is the mission of every knight, and if they choose, there is no escape. Carey stroked Locke's head, "When you showed up in the afternoon and told me Kyle was alive, I was grateful to God a thousand times in my heart. ”

"Uncle, do you hate war?" Locke blinked, like a friend, chatting with Carey.

"Nobody likes war, you see?" said Carey, earnestly, "but sometimes war is necessary for the sake of peace." ”

"I don't understand, I just hate war. Locke's eyes glistened with tears, "It will take away our homes, our good friends, and our loved ones." ”

"Now, make Valango your home. Carey comforted Locke, but he didn't expect this rugged man to say warm words, "Treat this blacksmith shop as your home, and treat us as your relatives, okay?"

"Thank you, Uncle Carey. ”

"Don't say that," Carey smiled heartily, "Would you like to go to the bazaar?"

"Is there any grilled fish to eat in the market here?"

"What is grilled fish!

"Then we'll wait for Kyle to come back..."

"Don't wait for him! The commander doesn't know how long he's going to talk nonsense with him, so let's go, okay?"

"That's good. ”

"Let's go!"