Augustus no longer had to weigh whether Christopher was completely abandoned, or whether the hand that remained in the shadows was in his hands, and he had no choice. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The two-headed Fen Python from Christopher is once again wreaking havoc in his territory.

The good news is that when he returned to the wasteland, Katieeni, who was patrolling Loland that night, smelled blood in time, leaving behind nearly 100 corpses of Christopher's knights who had launched the final charge, and the knights that had been captured scattered during this period of time basically made Christopher's White Terror against Alfred fall apart - However, this so-called good news can only be insignificant compared to the negative news that Augustus can hardly accept.

When Augustus got the news and rushed to Loland Town with the white-robed priest of the Holy See who remained in his castle, Baron Leo, the lord of Loland Town, had already been killed in battle.

Augustus has always had a good impression of Baron Leo, who was missing an arm in the war between Alfred and Stuart, not only because he was born in Alfred's subordinate order, but also because even if he left Alfred and subordinate to the Knights, he never forgot his belief in knighthood, let alone gave up defending Alfred's glory. Augustus vividly remembers the first meeting of Alfred, when the baron, who was missing an arm, blamed Alfred's servant who was about to move, and later, when Augustus and Sophia Lorraine were attacked, he defended his knightly dignity by dragging an Assassin with his mutilated body and fearless death, and bought Augustus enough time to kill two Assassins sent by Francis.

It can be said that even though Baron Leo became a nobleman, he was still Alfred's servant knight in his bones.

But when he left the battlefield, he finally died in a conspiracy and a despicable attack.

That night, when it was still dark, Augustus stood quietly in front of Baron Leo's corpse, silent for a long time, took off the purple iris badge from his chest, solemnly placed it in Leo's hand, and let him hold it tightly.

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And, even Augustus may not have realized that night, that Alfred had lost more than just Baron Leo.

Giving his soul to Alfred, and keeping a chivalrous spirit firmly by Augustus's side, Katieeni until dawn, Augustus left Lorraine and returned to the castle, making sure that there were no more enemies, and his count was absolutely safe, he finally left the bloody battlefield, and then he rushed back to his home as soon as possible - he also lived in Lorraine, and because no matter where in this world, there were noble districts, rich districts, The planning of the civilian area, his humble manor is actually really close to Baron Leo's manor, he walked all the way fast, did not ride a horse, his expression was always calm, and he maintained his usual calm and resolute, as if he did not worry too much.

It's just that maybe even he didn't realize it, the fist he was holding was already covered with muscles.

He pushed open the simple fence of his manor, the blood and corpses on the grass in front of the main building of the manor made him suffocate instantly, although he had an ominous premonition, and also thought of this possibility in silence, but when all this was really presented in front of his eyes, he still couldn't believe his eyes after all, he didn't even have the strength to lift his feet and walk into his manor, but as a knight, as a knight who believed in charging and charging again, how could he not move forward.

Katieani gritted her teeth, lifted her feet, and stepped on the blood.

He couldn't tell if the blood on his feet was the blood of last night's enemy or the blood of his servants.

He wanted to tell his mother and wife on the manor, as usual, that he was back.

But he was so tired, he had just been through a night of fighting, and after the battle he had kept his mind high and alert to the missed enemy attacking his count, and at this time his spirit was on the verge of collapse, and he still had the strength to cry out—he opened his mouth, but he made no sound.

He didn't even know how he got to the door.

He stretched out his hand and pushed the door, which was originally so simple that it was extremely difficult, especially for him, Alfred's number one servant knight, it was simply impossible.

The wooden door slowly opened.

Two female corpses are clearly presented in Katiene's field of vision.

A moment of dizziness caused him to fall almost immediately.

Katieani's originally handsome and resolute face suddenly lost the slightest trace of blood, almost transparent.

But he finally came to the middle of the two female corpses, and he crouched down blankly, as if he had no soul, and he sat down on the ground, and slowly took the hands of the two corpses. He took his mother and his wife in his arms with difficulty, and it felt like a dream, and he felt that all this was false and illusory, because when he left, his mother was still complaining that his wife could not have children, and instigating him to marry another one, because even a few days ago, his wife, who was from a common family, was still feeling guilty because she could never conceive, and apologized to him.

But how did they die?

Katieani slowly lowered his head, his face pressed against his mother's face, and then against his wife's, not even knowing whether it was the blood of the killing or the tears on his face.

The room smelled of blood, empty.

No one scolded him anymore, not even his own wife, even a civilian wife, who didn't dare to discipline him.

No one had come back to bring him clean water to wipe his dusty face and dusty armor.

Yes, Armor, he is Alfred's number one knight, his soul belongs to Alfred, his mother, his wife, can only be ranked after Alfred.

He hugged them tightly, and they were covered in blood, and he was likewise covered in blood.

The sun rises in mid-sky and sets, and the room is bright and dusk.

Katieani sat like this for an unknown amount of time, until dusk, until the two bodies were completely cold.

He carried the two bodies to the grass of his estate.

Having come to his senses, he silently took off his armor, put down the great sword in his hand, and dug a grave in his manor.

Then he knelt between the two graves, bowed his head deeply, and buried his handsome face in his tousled blonde hair.

The pain made it impossible for him to breathe.

He muttered, "Forgive me, I am Alfred's knight, my soul belongs to Alfred, I can only protect Alfred first, forgive me...... Forgive me. ”

Tears fell down his wooden face and fell to the grass one by one, seeping into the ground.

He muttered forgiveness over and over again, and with his head down, his eyes fell on the blood armor and the great sword beside the grave.

His eyes finally had emotion, and he gradually became resolute, completely resolute.

He held his sword, but did not touch the armor beside the great sword, he knelt there, but did not wipe the tears from his face, and to his mother and wife in the grave, he solemnly promised: "While you live, I will be Alfred's knight, and I will not be able to protect you, but when you die, though I am still Alfred's knight, I must bear my responsibilities as a son, as a husband, and even if I turn my back on my soul, and on my faith for which I am willing to give my life, I will avenge you. I will beg the Earl's forgiveness, I will go underground and beg the old Earl's forgiveness, I cannot calm me. ”

He slammed his greatsword into the ground, and he vowed to wash away his hatred with Christopher's blood.

He finally went to the grave and kissed his wife's forehead and his mother's cheek.

Then Katieani got up decisively and did not even pour soil on the grave.

He stared for the last time at the armor on the ground that belonged to knights, glory, and faith, and turned around, with an indifferent expression, he drew his great sword from the ground, and raised his foot firmly towards the door of his manor.

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The sound of horses' hooves roared suddenly.

As soon as he reached the gate of the manor, Katieeni looked up and saw Augustus leading all the knights of Alfred in front of him.

Katieeni stopped, met the cold look of his count, he was indifferent, no one could stop him, no one could stop his thirst for revenge, even if it required him to give up his soul.

Augustus jumped off his horse, looked at the blood of his knight commander in front of him, and asked, "Do you want to take revenge yourself?" ”

Katieeni finally had a change in his expression, albeit imperceptibly - he had never thought that his count would let him lead the Knights in a vengeful charge, for he knew very well that his count was a shrewd and cold-blooded nobleman, and that was the case, and that was the case, it was certainly impossible for his count to act without being fully prepared just because of him.

But Augustus did not explain to him again, but only put his eyes on the two tombs on the meadow of the manor, and finally fixed his eyes on the armor next to the tombs, he raised his feet, walked to the manor, held the armor in his hands, and then returned, and solemnly handed it into the hands of Katieni, before he said: "Since you are the head of Alfred's knights, if you want revenge, of course you need to take your knights, Alfred's knights." ”

"Go, my knight master, and take your knights to the level of Christopher, and I will soon follow you. ”

Katieani was speechless, holding his armor and nodding heavily.

Augustus whispered, "Believe me, no matter what the circumstances, Alfred's knight is never alone. ”