People in this chapter: (Ed Hallengoth), (Edward Hallongoth), (Gyloronwell).

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Chapter 024: (Chivalric Virtue)

After Iris left the study, Duke Harongoth looked at his young nephew and asked with a calm face, "Edward, can you understand why I made Iris your squire instead of other better knights?"

Edward pondered for a moment, then replied in the firmest tone, "It's your trust in me. He couldn't think of any other reason, as his uncle had said, he wasn't the best knight under his uncle's command.

Among the many knights of the Order of Sanctions, there were very few knights better than Edward, but there were a few, including Barron de Grana and Gylornville. Gylornville may be a better fit, but his first duty is to keep the Duke of Harongoth safe.

"Yes," said the Duke of Harongoth to him with a pleasant face, "but I trust you, not because you are my nephew, but because in my eyes you are a knight with all the virtues. ”

"It's all your teaching and training," Edward replied immediately, "and I will live up to your expectations and trust in me." ”

Being able to get the acknowledgment and praise from his always stern uncle made Edward's emotions suddenly agitated, and although he deliberately pressed his own uncalm mood, the pounding heart was like a reef constantly beaten by the surging waves.

"No, it is not me who you should be thankful for," Uncle told him, "but Master Parocus, who has groomed you to be a true knight." ”

Duke Harungus is equally grateful for his allegiance to Baron Parocus Red, a hero with the title of First Knight of Swadia, who has trained hundreds of brave and warlike knights for the Harungos family during his long twenty years as head of the Knights of Sanctions.

"Uncle, you are right," admitted Edward, "it was Master Parocus who made me a good knight. Then he raised his voice and said resolutely, "But if it weren't for what you have done for me, I would never have been a knight." ”

Edward is in his early twenties, the son of the late Baron Robert Harongoth, the younger brother of Duke Eddard. Unfortunately - he is the illegitimate son of his father, and the illegitimate son in the territory of the kingdom of Svadia has no right to inherit property and cannot even be counted as a member of the family.

However, Duke Ed Harungus publicly acknowledged the boy's ancestry shortly after his brother's death. Not only did he send someone to bring the young Edward back to his castle from his brother's remote and barren territory, but he also made Edward serve as an attendant to the head of Parocus.

Edward had always kept in mind what his uncle had done for him. He knew that if his uncle hadn't sent him out of his father's domain—his father's wife, and his half-brother, would have mistreated him in the same way he had treated his dead mother.

At the time, many people thought that Duke Eddard, who had always paid attention to blood and honor, would make such a choice because the male blood of the Harangos family had withered to the point of being nearly exhausted!

Mistress Eddard did not want to recall the past that made him feel guilty and guilty, and he digressed the subject, "I know that you have in mind that you have been longing to be able to prove yourself in the war and gain your honor and status. ”

Edward was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly. He knew that no matter what thoughts he had hidden in his heart, he couldn't escape his uncle's perceptive gaze. "I will never disobey your orders. He seemed reluctant to reassure his uncle.

What can a person's eyes see besides what is in front of them? Edward could not say clearly, he only knew that the vision of people is different from that of people, and this different vision dooms everyone to a different fate.

"I don't say this just to remind you of your duty," Mistress Eddard said, looking at him, "it's normal for knights to crave honor, but it's quite another to sacrifice one's life for the sake of vanity. Do you see what I mean?"

Edward didn't understand what his uncle meant, or maybe he didn't want to. "Humility, honor, sacrifice, valor, mercy, spirituality, honesty, justice," he continued, after a pause, "the eight virtues of knighthood, am I right?

"You say it word for word. His uncle replied quietly.

Suddenly, he expects his uncle to change his decision. Edward disguised his emotions and continued, "To fight against evil, to sacrifice one's own interests and lives to help others, is to fulfill the duty of a knight, and this is the glory of a knight. ”

Edward imagined in his heart that if his uncle could lead the Knights of Sanction and the 10,000 elite soldiers of the southern provinces to join the ranks of the kingdom's army on the upcoming southern expedition, then this war against the Duchy of Rhodok might win unprecedented honor for his uncle.

The most important thing is that the uncle will no longer be suspicious of the king, and will be slandered and maliciously accused by his close ministers. At this moment, he is not thinking about his honor, but wholeheartedly putting himself in his uncle's shoes.

"Are the Rhodoks evil in your eyes?" Mistress Eddard asked him, "who are you going to sacrifice your life to help? King? or... Me?"

"The honour of the nation is above all else, and this is what every knight should remember," said Edward firmly, "for the sake of justice, they have shed their blood on the battlefield, and their lives have been put on the line." ”

"Is this war really a battle for justice?" said Lord Eddard, not by questioning, but by stating, "Have you forgotten how these soldiers plundered the Rhodok villages, and have you forgotten your mother, or have you forgotten that you have half of the Rhodok blood in you?"

More than twenty years ago, Sir Robert Harlangerth led a troop of cavalry to invade the borders of the Duchy of Rhodok, burning, killing and looting in a village called Estynina, and taking possession of Edward's mother, a peasant girl.

Sir Robert brought the peasant girl back to Harlangosburg, where he had already belonged to his brother, and used her as a meanliest maid to beat her, and whenever Sir Robert was furious, the girl became a tool for him to vent his desires.

When Duke Ed learned about this, he sternly complained to his brother and ordered him to send someone to send the girl back. But Robert told his brother that the girl was pregnant with her own child.

Duke Ed told his brother that he would not tolerate this, and that it was the greatest humiliation to the family. He would never admit the child in the girl's womb and sent the girl away, but he was taken away by his brother halfway through the road and brought back to his territory.

A year later, the peasant girl gave birth to Edward, who was shortly afterwards whipped to death by Lady Stella, Baroness Robert. Stella regrets that she didn't kill Edward's mother when she was on a big belly.

Lady Stella has a son and a daughter, Sir Rutgers and Miss Alina, who are the light of her life. For Edward, the Baroness hated it so much. She was not worried that Edward would threaten her children's inheritance, but regarded this illegitimate child as the greatest humiliation to her.

Edward's heart ached as if he had been pricked with a steel needle, and he would never forget his mother, but that was all. "I have not forgotten," said Edward stubbornly, "but I am a Swadian, a son of the House of Harengoth, a solitary black eagle. ”

Lord Ed let out a silent sigh of disappointment, and said with a solemn face, "Never compare yourself to an animal, even a ferocious beast, unless you have taken yourself as a prey. ”

"The Black Hawk is not prey, it is a predator," Edward retorted unconvinced, "and no beast can hurt it, not even lions and mountain bears." He began to sympathize with his cousin, who was too harsh and harsh, and always spoke with a hurtful edge.

Duke Harongoth's face did not change, and he replied in a deeper voice. "The hunter with a good archer will stand by and wait for the black eagle to fly out of his lair, and all he needs is a bow and an arrow to shoot the black eagle down. ”

"And who would be the hunter?"

"Anyone can do it. The old man replied calmly. "Lions, goats, wild boars...... Even foxes. But his face turned a little pale, and his legs trembled slightly.

Edward looked at his uncle in disbelief. Only now did he understand the true meaning of his uncle's words, but why didn't his uncle say it directly and easily understand? but tried his best to figure it all out? There was only one answer, and that was the test.

Mr. Gylornville sat quietly and listened to the uncle's argument, and he remembered everything Eddard had said. Not long ago, he had asked the same question to adults, just like Edward, and the answers he had received were different, but he understood the truth.

"I see what you mean. Edward whispered in shame, "Uncle, I have disappointed you. ”

"Your only flaw is that you pay too much attention to honor," pointed out Duke Eddard, "and the virtues of a knight are important, but wisdom is also indispensable to a good knight, and true virtue cannot be without practical wisdom, and practical wisdom cannot be without virtue." ”

"I will take your teachings to heart. ”

The old man took out a piece of parchment that had already been sealed with wax from the drawer in front of his desk, and reached out to hand it to his nephew, who was sitting opposite, but his hand suddenly shook, and the parchment slipped from his hand, and instead of picking it up again, he hurriedly withdrew his hand and hid it in his loose long sleeves.

Seeing this, Gyloron immediately got up and picked up the letter on the table and handed it to Edward. At this time, the Duke of Harongoth spoke, "When you are in Nimeca, give this letter to Tormond in your own hand." ”

The old man's tone seemed a little sickly, but the attentive Edward didn't notice it. "Don't worry, I'll hand it over to him personally. ”

"Alright," Lord Eddard commanded in a low voice, "you should go back to your room early, and you will have to hurry to-morrow morning." ”

Edward stood up and bowed slightly to his uncle, then nodded to Gylrenville before turning to leave.

When the footsteps outside the door faded away, Gylrenville hurriedly got up and walked over to the old man. "Your Excellency," he knelt down on one knee, a worried look on his face, "your body can't drag it anymore. ”

"Gylronville," said the old man in a weak tone, "will you help me back to my room first?"

"Please," begged Gylornwell, uncomfortably, "let me send for Scholar Marcel!"

"No, wait," the old man's voice grew weaker, "wait tomorrow, wait... Edward and... After Iris leaves, after asking Master Marco... Heal me. ”

"I promise you, I promise you," Gylrenwell repeated in a panic, "Medicine, medicine, you take the medicine first." ”

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