Grant was furious and pushed the servant to the ground, that York was something, and a person with no identity dared to mock the heir of the earl.

The laughter and conversation in the camp was gone, and there was silence in the field, and no one wanted to offend Grant at this time.

Ravenwood won Hampshire by four men, and if it weren't for that bet, people would have praised Ravenwood, but with this bet, people's perceptions will change, praising one side and laughing at the other.

They themselves lost to Ravenwood, but who cares? In the future, only Ravenwood will be remembered for the winner, and Hampshire for the loser.

"Ravenwood Seventy-Three, number one, Hampshire seventy-one, number two, ......"

On the stage, the statistician spoke.

Emma stepped forward: "Lord Grant, are you ready?" The smug look on his face before was finally gone, and now it was his turn to taste the taste of being ridiculed.

This bet was promised in front of everyone, and before the final result came out, everyone was unanimously optimistic about Hampshire, and also looked forward to the realization of the bet of 10,000 gold coins, but now it is just changed, and Hampshire lost.

Grant can't go back, there are too many important people here, leading the horse may make his reputation lower, but regretting directly makes his heir's identity flawed, which must not happen.

"Good. Grant gritted his teeth and agreed reluctantly.

Mormont reminded: "The Knights of York are also part of Ravenwood, and we have to wait until he wakes up." ”

Grant was even more angry, that York was the biggest cause of his defeat, and he didn't want to see him at all.

Albert of White Mist City cleared the siege for him: "Of course, the gambling contract must be fulfilled when the result comes out, and the York Knight can't participate, which can only be his regret." ”

The knights of Hampshire and White Mist City hurriedly chimed in.

"Well, in that case, you just need to lead the horse for Emma and go around the camp. "Lyon appointed Grant alone, and the rest didn't have to play.

"What!"

Grant disagreed, he would be the lord of Hampshire in the future, if it would not be a shame to lead a horse for another lord, now for a woman, it seems that he is still a maid, such a thing happens to anyone is a lifetime of shame.

"It's an agreement, are you going to go back on it?" Leon insisted on the decision, it was an agreed bet, and he couldn't refuse it.

There were also people around: "How could Grant regret it, he just needs time to think about it." ”

Grant closed his eyes tightly, his body trembling with anger, a lifetime of shame, and he must let Leon taste the same in the future: "Then get on the horse." ”

Emma was on horseback and was in a good mood.

Grant, under the watchful eye of the crowd, led the horse around the camp.

Early the next morning, York awoke from his coma.

There was no one in the tent, and there was a big movement outside the sound, according to the schedule, now start the camp and return.

He sat up with his left hand propped up his body, the wounds on his body had been treated, they were smeared with brown concoctions, he was about to forget the feeling of being wounded, in the small town there was Riley, trauma was not a problem.

He put on his clothes with one hand and lifted the tent.

"York, you're awake. "Asda is coming back from outside.

"It's time to go?"

"yes, I was about to come back and see if you were awake. Asda walked into the tent and began to pack his things: "You go and meet the lord first, and I'll come over when I'm done." ”

Lyons they were in the middle of the camp, and all the game they had hunted yesterday had been pulled outside, waiting for the large army to return to El Popley together.

According to the arrangement, they returned to the city in the afternoon, rested for a while, enjoyed the end of the dinner, and began to return to their territories tomorrow morning.

When York arrived, there were already quite a few people around, including the Lord, Mormont, and Emma.

"York. Leon gave him an eager hug: "You are a hero of Ravenwood." "The town was able to turn around, and York has the most credit for it, and deserves the best praise and reward.

"Thank you. "He's still a little dizzy.

"Did Hampshire throw in the towel yesterday?" he remembered a very important matter, a bet.

"How do you know he's going to lose?" Leon was a little curious, he was the last man to come back, and he had already been sent to the tent to rest before the final result.

"Because I inquired. ”

Before returning, York passed through several rendezvous points in the woods, where he could be inquired about, and according to calculations he knew that the town would win, and it was not known whether they would regret it.

Leon recounted the events of last night, causing everyone to smile.

Seeing everyone's happy looks, York also smiled.

Yesterday he fell down a steep slope, but fortunately he reacted in time and did not seriously injure his head, but his arm was affected and his body was scratched by some sharp stones.

He stood up, feeling a little dizzy, there were still twenty arrows in his quiver at this time, and if he returned to camp it meant that the town had already lost, and he did not accept such an outcome.

"Knight, you are already injured and cannot continue, and if something happens, I will die. The servants pleaded, they were servants with no status, and if an accident happened to the knight, they would suffer severe punishment and even lose their lives.

"I'll live, you don't have to worry. York went to the water's edge to wash his wounds, and then continued to mount his horse in search of prey.

The right arm was injured, and it was particularly laborious and painful to draw the bow, which deepened with each additional arrow.

"Hold on one more shot. York reminded himself that he couldn't throw in the towel at this time.

By the time he reached the tenth arrow, it became difficult for his right hand to be raised, and his fingers shook uncontrollably.

"York, another arrow. He silently said that giving up is failure.

Grit your teeth and pull the strings hard to aim for the prey in front of you.

"Whoosh. ”

Swift arrows pierce the neck of the prey, anchoring it to the ground.

The knights who traveled with him were shocked, it was a short-horned antelope, very vigilant against danger, and extremely fast, not to mention the wounded, even if they were intact, a dozen or so arrows might not be able to kill, what kind of person was he.

After releasing the arrow, Yorke could no longer lift his hand because of the severe pain, and the last ten quivers remained in his quiver.

He could give up, and no one would blame him for giving up with such a serious injury.

"Should I give up?" he asked himself.

As an illegitimate child, you can't get any honor in your life, why train hard, find an easy errand, get married and have children and live a dull life is the best way out for an illegitimate child.

He was not reconciled, he believed that there must be another way out.

After being selected to become a palace guard, he followed the prince to the town and became the knight of his dreams.

The bet between Ravenwood and Hampshire is superficially the result of unhappiness between the two lords, but at the depths of it, there are different ideas. Ravenwood firmly believes that people are born worthwhile and that one identity cannot wipe out all of a person's possibilities.

"Give up? Not this time. York wanted to prove that people who are looked down upon are not necessarily worse than others.