Birmingham, who may be in the Black Rock watchtower now, doesn't know that two people are looking for him, but now it is just silently listening to the sound of the golden iron horse from afar, and the sound of the sword. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Do you hear me? The trumpet of war seems to have been blown awake. ”

"I don't know if it blew or not, but what I know for sure is that in Birmingham you don't see the pomp and circumstance of that day. ”

The Viscount smiled coldly, he heard the weakness in Birmingham's tone, the soul could not last forever after all.

The female knight, silently restraining her holy light, pursed her lips, and clenched her hands, only in this way, only in this way can she calm her mood, only in this way can she maintain a perfect knight, maintain a perfect image in the heart of her master.

However, the little mage Ellie may not have this concentration, and she kept rummaging through her mind, hoping to get a way to save her master's life or two.

"Life and death are very fair to everybody, do you say, Birmingham?"

"Naturally. Birmingham laughed, and that almost transparent smile already heralded the fact that this soul was going to die, and that this was coming.

"This is your glory, the way you want to revive the glory of your family, with all due respect, you are like a fool now, what will you leave behind when you die, a grief-stricken female knight, or a desperate little magician, or a noble manor that has long since lost to you, Birmingham, why didn't you listen to me, honestly being a down-and-out nobleman and honestly staying in your own manor, family glory is too far away from you and me. ”

"Is this a persuasion from a friend?"

"No, it's a curse from a stranger. ”

Birmingham and Benjamin looked at each other like this, as if they hadn't been like this for a long time, since Birmingham wanted to set out to revive the glory of his family, they had become strangers, just like in a fairy tale, two down-and-out teenagers who had hoped to eat and wait for death, I don't know what madness one of them had, and even started a daydream of becoming a hero, and now this daydream has finally awakened, but the price is the life of the teenager, and the other teenager who chose to escape has embarked on the path that he once hated the most。

Become a cold-blooded executioner, a vanguard officer who wags war.

This is too ruthless! My lord, old John really didn't expect his master to treat you like this, he hasn't seen him for a long time, as a servant who watched Benjamin grow up, of course he felt very familiar with Birmingham, and vaguely remembered the ridiculous things of the two noble young masters when they were young, he once thought that time passed slowly, this one was a down-and-out noble young master, and a family sister-in-law who did not learn and did not know how to do anything would not change, but this good wish was still in vain after all.

"Benjamin, do you think my journey is pointless?"

"Pretty obvious answer, isn't it?"

"Then have you seen Abela, the only pearl in the rough sea, have you seen ultramarine? that flower-like season, and frost, and blue, and even that Juggernaut, you know? I know in Abela, what is a companion, and in ultramarine, I understand what courage is, and in Shenzhen and Hong Kong, it is for me to regain my glory, and now, I ......"

Birmingham paused, looked at the Viscount Renekton in front of him gradually revealed puzzlement and surprise, and spoke again: "Here, I know my responsibility. ”

"Responsibility?" Benjamin chewed on the word, and then spat out fiercely: "This is the experience of your adventure, I really didn't expect that you down-and-out nobleman would say some high-sounding words, but you just got these words, and they didn't return any use, and they couldn't stop the fact that you were dying." ”

"Do you think it's just high-sounding words?"

"Isn't it? I have the impression that only a professor in the academy has such a tone. ”

"But it is such high-sounding words that have made an imperial princess disappear in front of me, a sword master a history, and now even a giant dragon has returned to the arms of the goddess, if you think it is just some high-sounding scene, then think so, but now I have a responsibility that I must shoulder. That sentence seemed to come from the soul, no, it should be said to be a voice from the soul, even though Birmingham's body had gradually begun to crumble, this collapse seemed slow, but it was irreversible, evidence that a soul had finally dissipated.

Without much arguing, Birmingham silently bypassed Viscount Renekton's cloudy face and stood outside the Black Rock watchtower.

Obviously it was just a wooden door apart, but it seemed to be two different worlds, the heavy rain drowned out Birmingham's voice, and at the same time drowned out Benjamin's voice, the Viscount of the Empire looked at the back of the knight Tina and the little magician Ellie leaving together, and looked at Old John's expression of wanting to speak and stop, and the irritability in his heart turned into a heavy sigh.

"Sir?" said Old John watched worriedly as the figures of the three Birmingham disappeared, as if seeking the viscount's opinion.

"He actually wanted to convince you, I really didn't expect it?" The abrupt voice mixed with a familiar figure made Old John's inner worry instantly replaced by fear.

"You didn't expect it, I'm afraid you planned it a long time ago, let me be the first to come here, just to meet him again, you want me to convince him!"

"Perhaps, as his cousin, deep down I still don't want him to die completely. "The mysterious man, no, it should be the Count of Luvia who looked at the distant figure with some amusement, although he knew that his cousin was a naïve person, but he did not expect him to be so naïve, and even stupid.

Responsibility, what a ridiculous word, only victory is the rule of nobility, this is what Count Luvia has always enshrined.

"Okay, get ready, your White Knights will be here soon, and then it will be your chance to make a contribution, and I'm very much looking forward to how you will behave?"

"I won't let you down, Lord Count. Drawing his exquisite long sword, the sharp blade reflected Viscount Reekton's mixed expression.

Your responsibility, is this the path you have chosen to revitalize your family, to become a qualified nobleman, a mortal with no regrets.

As a nobleman, it is my duty to keep the people away from war.

As a servant, it is my duty to fulfill the commission of the Lord of the River.

As a mortal, it is my duty to cast out the evil that rages on me.

This is Richard . The path Birmingham has chosen is my way of reviving my family's glory, and I will not back down even if the road ahead is thorny.

It's enviable, Birmingham, and before you know it, you've become a real nobleman, and I hope my choice is not wrong.

Retracting their swords, the White Knights stood like the sun in front of the watchtower, waiting for their master's orders.

"Come, Benjamin, shine again in the place where the glory of the empire began, and let the light of Ella spread again!" Count Luvia let out a cry of excitement, his blood boiling and his body trembling.

"White Knight, attack!"

In 477 A.D., the Ella Empire launched a shocking surprise attack from the Black Rock Watchtower, and the White Knights, known as the Imperial Sword, pounced on the territory of the Betley Empire without warning, and in the same year, the Stan Empire also launched an attack on Betley on the grounds that the envoy Fran had been murdered, echoing the Holy See that came with the slogan of exorcism.

The war began.