After admiring the ornamental armor, Gylornville walked leisurely around the sand table to see the current situation on both sides of the Umeya River. The sword behind his back, nearly five feet long, was stuck in its scabbard, and from a distance he looked more like a priest with a stick on his back and shaking his head.

At this point, Gylrenville's eagle-like keen eyes quickly caught a figure poking out the oak side of the door—it was Iris, who was peeking to see if his father was in the study.

When Iris saw that Gylrenwell was alone in the room, he pushed open the door in front of him and walked quickly in front of the other party, while Hart, who followed behind him, quietly guarded the door and gently closed the door from the outside.

The horns of Iris's shirt were crooked, and the look on his pale cheeks was like that of a fawn caught by a stupid farmer. Iris explained his intentions in a voice that he was worried about his father's presence at any moment.

He looked up at the man with the long sword in front of him who was listening to what he was saying, and the bright eyes, the gentle attitude, and the calm listening posture all made the anxious Iris feel very relieved at the moment.

In Iris's opinion, if his father was here, everything would be hopeless. Moreover, my father would say with an iron face that he was a coward and couldn't solve the problem by himself.

When Gylrenville listened to the request of the little master in front of him, he suddenly broke away from a joy that he was about to get a new chainmail shirt, and he felt sorry for what happened to Iris in Fort St. Ruz Godda.

"I'm sorry," said Gylrenwell, crouching down and helping Iris tidy up the mess, "I'm in charge of your father's safety, so I can't leave the castle." ”

People are always full of hope, and then they are crushed by endless disappointment. Iris stood in disbelief when he heard the other man refuse his request, and his beautiful jewel-colored eyes began to build up a torrential flood.

This expression is always very lethal to those who love him, and since it is Gylrenville, he should be at a loss this time, but he still smiles gently at Iris. "There's a better fit than me, and I think he'll gladly accept to accompany you on the hunt. ”

Iris suddenly stopped the tears that were about to well-up in his eyes, and asked curiously, "Is he better than you?"

Gylrenwell replied in the affirmative, "Whether it is in the ring or on the battlefield, there are very few people who are his opponents when they are one-on-one, and I am no exception. ”

Iris said angrily, "But there is a father's order......

Without waiting for him to finish, Gyloron replied, "Your father's domain will not find a more troublesome man in his domain who is more disobedient to the decree than he is." ”

Iris curled his slender white arm and gestured, "Is he strong?"

Gylrenville smiled at his doubts, "Yes, like a giant." ”

"Hah!" Iris cried out happily at this sudden turnaround, "tell me, where is he?"

"Wait a minute," said Gylornville, who walked over to the Duke's table, tore off a small note on a parchment roll, and wrote something that only saw the signature—your friend Gylrenville. "Go to the barracks in the castle, find a squire named Exsa, give this to him, and you will find the knight you want. ”

Iris didn't look at it, grabbed the note and ran out of the room.

The door to the study did not close, and Hart, who had been waiting outside the door, could hear it clearly, and even when he heard that Gylornwell had rejected the little master's request, he almost rushed in to argue with the knight.

"Young Master," Hart stretched out his hand to stop Iris as he was about to run down the stone stairs, "I'll leave this errand to me!"

"Hart, I know the way. ”

"Of course you know the way, but this castle is your home," said Hart humbly, "and since you're going hunting, you should change into a decent hunting outfit, and perhaps a fine dagger and a hunting bow." ”

"I had only a few clothes in my closet, and in one corner of the room were a dusty wooden sword and a few wooden shields. Iris wanted to say, but replied, "But I don't have any of that." ”

Hart smiled at him and said confidently, "You go back to your room and freshen up first, and I, a loyal servant, will do the rest for you." ”

Iris handed the note he had grabbed in his hand. "Thank you, dear Hart. ”

Hart left the main castle briskly, and he took the note through the streets to the barracks in the western corner of the outer fort, and soon found the squire named Exa, who he handed the paper to the young soldier.

After reading the note, Exa told the other party, "The knight you are looking for is not in the castle right now. ”

"And where is he?"

"He's stationed at the watchtower barracks in Elbeltown," said Exa, "and I'll go and ride now to deliver this note to the knight." ”

"Will this knight agree?"

"Trust me, he'll say yes without hesitation. ”

"Since you are so sure, then I will wait for you with the young master. ”

"Two hours later, we rounded outside the city gate to the south. After leaving these words, Exa rode out of the barracks on his fast horse and galloped towards the seaport town of [Elbel], which was located to the west.

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Harlan Gosburg is a fortified castle that stands on a high ground surrounded by a large forest. If it weren't for the majesty of this fortress, which was built for military purposes, it could have been viewed as the legendary gathering place of elves in the forests of Selitla.

This large area of forest is called 'Ubo Forest' by the local Swadia people, and in the territory of the Swadia Kingdom, 'Ubo Forest' is a large forest on the same level as 'Erundeg Forest'.

The former was safe and secure because of the local rulers and produced a large amount of high-quality pine needle timber, while the latter was a paradise for green forest bandits because of its location on the border of the Kingdom of Swadia.

Most of the robbers in the green forest are people who have lost their property around the forest, and they have nothing but to leave the grass in the mountains. They are mainly entrenched in the mountains and forests of the continent of Calradia, and are known as bandits in the green forest.

Leaving the woods is very dangerous for the Woodbands, so they rarely come into contact with each other, but occasionally clash over territory. Among them, the 'Forest Brotherhood' is considered to be the most powerful of the Green Forest bandits.

At this time, the forest is hidden in a gentle twilight, and the afternoon sun shines through the gaps in the leaves, shining golden spots on the ground. The beams that tilted down with the position of the sun were unusually dazzling to the naked eye.

The peculiar scent of the forest is also joyful, squirrels leap and move in hazelnut trees, carnivorous beasts chase their prey in the dense jungle, and some unknown little beasts step on the soft golden leaves in the bushes under the trees to feed peacefully.

At this time, in the outskirts of the forest, a group of humans on tall horses broke in. This caused a lot of noise, and suddenly a flock of birds flew up, and the animals in Yubo Forest chose to avoid it, knowing that most of the animals are afraid of people.

A majestic knight rode at the head of the procession, wearing a set of toth-style full-body armor that was once famous for its extravagance and beauty in the early days of the Empire.

His burqa was emblazoned with the lion insignia of Svadia royalty, and he wore a bronze bronze helmet with a cone-topped cross trimmed with gold, and a beautiful snow-white horsehair hanging from the back of a rider's head, something only a champion of athletic conventions possesses.

The rich beige cloak was fluffy and supple over the back and covered the horse's rump, the fine texture and color were the velvet of [Viruga], the blue brown crocodile leather buckle carried a short sword, the hilt was silver, the tail was inlaid with small grains of gold carefully decorated by the craftsman, and a knight's cross sword was inserted into the scabbard on the left side of the horse's belly, and the scabbard was also crocodile skin. The knight's tall and burly physique is supported by this impeccable outfit, and he is as beautiful as a god.

His carriage was a tall and majestic purebred [Virgian] war horse, whether it was from the halter or the saddle, including the rope and the horse armor, even the royal family could not pick a more delicate one, the rope was being loosely held by a hand wearing chain gloves, showing the rider's superb horseback skills.

Like its master, the war horse raised its head majestically and with a little arrogance, and paced gracefully with graceful steps.

The knight was followed by two young squires, and such a decent master made them energetic, and their faces were filled with a peculiar pride and pride.

One carried a long riding spear, a spare pack horse, a pack bag on horseback, an axe, a throwing spear, a light sword and a crossbow, various weapons, as well as food and drink. The other was holding aloft a flag of emblem, which had been seen a few days ago, a white unicorn horse embroidered with a purple background.

He was followed by seven or eight knights, although not as good as the one in the front, but the leader was also very remarkable, and they were very calmly scattered on both sides of the tail of the line to act as accompanying knights.

This battle is rare in the entire continent of Calradia, and others will definitely think that some foreign prince is traveling and playing. The only mismatch was the boy sitting in the knight's arms, our Iris.

I don't know if it's scared or surprised, or angry, but it's all a blend of expressions. It was rare for him to see him today in a velvet robe with a pair of beautiful calfskin boots on his feet, how beautiful!

"Is this a deal?" said Iris, who had finally mustered up his courage, turned to look at the knight, "Do I have to let you hold it?"

The head of the cross-iron helmet was lowered as if to look at the interrogator, and he nodded slowly.

"But do you have to ride so slowly? you obviously did it on purpose!" Iris writhed angrily on the horse's back, and by this time the fear of strangers had extended to anger.

When the knights in the back saw this scene, they nestled in their helmets and laughed strangely.

"Master Iris!" the squire with the banner was Hart, and he hurried forward and said, "No, you see, your lord's armor weighs more than fifty pounds, and the weight of the lord himself and yours is all about saving horsepower, and it will come in handy for a while." ”

The knight glanced sideways at his squire, and nodded in acknowledgment of his claim.

Iris didn't care what Hart was saying, he just looked up at the knight fixedly, his face was covered by the cross helmet, and Iris could only see his deep, resolute eyes through the gaps in the iron helmet's face.

I don't know why, his little heart was impressed by this silent and majestic aura, perhaps it was because he couldn't see the knight's face, and he didn't know who he was in his father's territory, this mysterious aura and the unique characteristics of knights made him feel an inexplicable awe.

Iris asked, "Can't you really speak?"

The knight shook his head.

"Will you promise not to hurt me?"

The knight nodded, placed his left hand parallel to his chest, performed a standard knightly salute, and hammered his chest with a dull and powerful metal thump in affirmation.

"Alright!" Iris turned back to look around, making sure he was still some distance from the hunting grounds, and leaned back and muttered as if in a compromise, "Then everything will be as you wish." ”

At this time, the silent knight quietly turned around and gave a thumbs up to his companions behind him, who also smiled and waved the cavalry spear and emblem in his hand twice. It was a summer afternoon, and in an open meadow near a small lake in the Ubo Forest, everything was ready for the children of the Swadian nobility to fully enjoy the hunt.

The summer seemed to be a little hotter than before, and some of the servants had set up chairs under the trees for the ladies to escape from the heat, and the maids were busy with their various requests, such as a young lady in need of a drink, or she needed some ice cubes, or something.

The boys danced and played with swords in the service of their attendants, and the boys were always keen on these things, no matter what kind of weapon they could not help but love, such as the Emer Chell scimitar, the Gruenwo axe, the Serezk sword, and the hand axe of Yamu, which were particularly emblematic and sophisticated, and they would always find ways to get the guys they wanted to keep in their arsenal, although many of them were not available.

The guards who followed them guarded them in a circle twenty paces on the outskirts of the hunting ground, and there were also knights who accompanied them, and they chatted together in twos and threes, and the content was simply boring, nothing more than showing off their horses, weapons and equipment, or which lady was favored by so-and-so. They were all accompanied by the children of these nobles, which might seem to them an innocuous and easy errand, and the parents of these children always wished that someone else could protect their dear children.

In the midst of the group, a young man with a gloomy face was standing on a low slope with his arms folded and looking south, with a look of anxiety and gloom that did not match his age.

"Will he come?" the boy asked without looking back.

An attendant behind him hurriedly stepped forward and leaned down with the servant's characteristic flattering smile, "Yes, Your Excellency Adeline, you personally repair the book and invite him, he doesn't dare not come." ”

Adeline glanced back in disgust, and such an answer was obviously not satisfactory to him, and he waved his hand impatiently and said, "Go get some cold wine." ”

The squire went at once, and Adeline grunted hatefully with the sword at her waist, her eyes looking to the other side of the hunting grounds.

It was the ladies' resting place, and under the shade of the trees lay a wide variety of food and wine, and some precious utensils, and a young girl was leaning lazily on a chaise longue with one hand holding a scroll of poetry high, and her other white hand was perhaps accustomed to playing with her beautiful blonde hair, her slender fingers weaving back and forth in the soft ends of her hair, and her delicate lips twitching and reciting brisk verses.

"Irena!" Adeline couldn't help but call out to her.

The girl turned her head slightly, her eyes shifting from the parchment scroll to the source of the sound, and smiled slightly.

The boy waved his hand happily at her, then turned to be satisfied. He took the wine glass brought by the servant and drank it, and the cold mellow wine and the girl's gentle smile gradually soothed the anxiety in his heart.

"Look, Iris, I'll make you crawl home today!" said the boy viciously, tossing the glass at his servant.

At this time, there was a commotion among the guards guarding the perimeter, and a guard wearing the Michod family crest hurried in. "Young Master! Iris's here. ”

"Very well!" Adeline said excitedly, turning sharply, "to inform everyone that the hunt is about to begin." ”

The guard cast a hesitant look at Adeline, this look was contradictory and helpless, obviously he knew the young master's temper, but he still said, "Young master, Iris's escort has called you to meet you. ”

"What?!" Adeline's mood just calmed down as if she had poured a spoonful of boiling oil on charcoal from a spark, "this coward is very daring!"

A man in a smock bowed down to his knight friends to show that he was not accompanied, and walked over to the side and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Adeline recounted such a simple event with an almost roaring as she snapped the whip in her hand, and the man gestured to the frightened guard that he could leave.

"With all due respect, Master Adeline, you should not lose your temper so much for such a simple matter, it is completely inconsistent with who you are," the man reminded in a gentle voice, "Besides, you see, Tibel and Miss Irena are watching you. ”

Adeline realized that many people were looking at him curiously, especially Irena's gaze, which made him feel cramped and uneasy. "For God's sake, Radvi, let's go over there and meet him!" Adeline quickly turned and walked to the periphery of the hunting grounds.

Radvi smiled and followed him and went with him.

Iris sat in front of the Nameless Knight, and the guards gathered on the periphery were visibly stunned by the Nameless Knight's incomparable outfit like a ball of headless flies.

Adeline's eyes widened when she saw this team, the eight knights were clearly spaced apart, the armor was bright and neat, they were all wearing helmets and couldn't see each other, plus their tall and burly bodies were riding on the back of tall war horses, which made people feel solemn and solemn, and each of them had an eagle-shaped insignia on their chests, which indicated that they were indeed members of the Knights of Sanction under the territory of Harongoth.

In particular, the knight in the front of the middle, who was dressed in a gorgeous cloak, was riding on a majestic and beautiful war horse and stared at him condescendingly, the snow-white tassels on the helmet fluttered in the wind, and the vision from the gap between the eyes in the helmet made him feel breathless, and the humiliating anger of Adeline just now disappeared without a trace at this moment, and I don't know where it went, I just felt that it was all really bad.

An attendant holding a banner held high stepped forward across the line and chanted aloud: "His Excellency Iris Harengus, son of Duke Harengus, Governor of the Southern Province, is here!"

Hearing this, the knights behind him turned over and dismounted neatly, and the noble knight respectfully held the rope with one hand, and the other hand slightly supported the steps with his palm, serving the little master and dismounting.

Iris was dismounted in a daze, the Nameless Knight leaned sideways and made a graceful gesture of please, and Adeline stood motionless as if she had been spelled.

At this time, the commotion had spread from the periphery of the hunting ground to the rest area of the ladies, and there was a lot of discussion and boiling inside, and Tibel and Irena had already seen Iris, and as soon as they heard the news, they rushed from the resting place, and studied the visitors from head to toe with the same eyes as "qingren", and their observations were as meticulous and enthusiastic as the men's attention to the approaching knights.

"Hey, Iris!" Miss Tiber greeted him cheerfully as she pulled the slow Irena. "You see, the fine velvet robe of Veruga looks so much better on him than your doll, and he carries a sapphire-encrusted dagger bigger than the one in my mother's necklace, and he's pretty, isn't he? Irena!" she cried out to her beautiful cousin, and patted her on the shoulder. "Come back to your senses, little beauty. Tiebel laughed.

Almost immediately, Irena's fair cheeks climbed into an imperceptible red. "Yes... Oh! no. I was just wondering if he had brought me new verses or tunes. ”

"Hah!" Thiebel smiled slyly, "yes? Yes, yes, he is the best at this, isn't he? Her head was simply and neatly tied into a long ponytail that reached to her waist, and her hair was soft and thick, with a hint of maroon and red. Her beauty belonged to that energetic and fresh feeling, and there was a kind of heroism not often seen in Svadia women, and she was pouting and smiling mischievously, revealing a small half of her smooth teeth.

Our little master was still stunned and stupid, and walked forward, but he had not yet come to his senses.

"Iris, this way!" said Tibert, raising his horsewhip and striking the shoulder of the man who was about to walk past them, "What's wrong with you, dear cousin, you look like you've lost your soul, and your uncle is scolding you again?"

Only then did he come to his senses, rubbed his stiff face with his little hands, and took his cousin's hand and kissed it with a little reluctance. "Cousin Tibel, Cousin Irena, you are as beautiful as ever. ”

Tiebel was fourteen years old, but she already had the tall figure of a sixteen or seventeen girl, and although she was only a year older than Iris, she was nearly a foot taller than him, which had a lot to do with her love of hunting on horseback.