(444) The fate of the warrior
It's a day to celebrate,
William Einfurt, the only son of the Imperial Chancellor, was promoted to the rank of lieutenant general and was about to take up the post of commander of the Valstad Imperial Young Guard.
The military and political elites of the imperial capital of Fort Midknight gathered in the banquet hall of the Golden Lake Palace, but excluding the Imperial Prime Minister, the Marquis of DalΓ, who was blushing in search of the dragon.
The protagonist of the banquet, William Einfurt, is the youngest general in the empire today,
He wore a new black general's gown, with soft gold tassels hanging from the epaulettes, a chain of pure gold ribbons hanging between the red epaulettes and the buttons on his chest pocket, a silk belt embroidered with the national emblem at the waist, a pair of blue eyes inherited from his father, and a flaming version of red curls inherited from his mother.
The most striking thing is the seven military medals that William wears on his chest, which is extremely rare to establish a Rutz meritorious service at his age, and most battlefield veterans are ashamed of themselves.
No emperor had any objections to his rapid promotion, because William's official fortune did not rely on the strength of his family or his father's interpersonal relationships.
It is obtained by relying on excellent military literacy and real hard work, and the rank of lieutenant general on the epaulette is well deserved.
The aristocratic girl Sister Dai Yanen crossed her hands and looked at William with a nymphomaniac, and he turned to look at his best friend, the princess in a costume who was drinking champagne in a wheelchair:
"I really envy you, Your Royal Highness, I really envy me for having such a handsome and heroic husband!"
Edgar Midknight put down the goblet, she couldn't see where her best friend was, she could only turn in the direction where the voice came from, and smiled:
"Thank you, I also consider myself lucky that he never disliked me."
Sister Dai Yanen wondered: "My old man, look at the wives of those generals, they are old and ugly, and they are so fat that they can't walk, it's really unsightly, if I were to be an excellent general's wife!" β
A hint of displeasure appeared on Edgar's pretty face:
"Dai Yan, do you want to be the general's wife?"
"Of course I want to, I dream of it, there are a lot of annuity subsidies, how many cosmetics and skirts you need, and you can also buy a big mansion in the imperial capital, and the general's wife also has a unique face when she goes out, and there is a cavalry escort behind her, how good!
"Have you really figured it out? Most of the generals are over fifty years old, and you are not yet twenty years old. The princess reminded.
Sister Dai Yaen frowned: "Of course...... Age is an issue, if you marry an older person...... It will definitely be especially favored...... Right. β
She comforted herself like this, and then continued: "It would be great if I could marry a handsome guy like William! I'll just do it, don't be jealous, good girlfriend. β
"Well, I can give you some practical advice."
"Great, I'd like to hear about it!"
"If you want to find a young general as a husband, you must first marry a lieutenant with potential.
Then he followed him to live a few years of eating and sleeping in the mountains and borders, in the rainforests, and in the desert, in addition to worrying that he would become a widow, and when he was promoted to general, the hard life would end. β
"Well, it sounds like a lot of work, but it's easier to find a ready-made general...... Sister Dai Yanen said, and then she went to talk to the old generals with her wine glass.
A warm voice came:
"My dear, I was entertaining the ministers just now, and I kept you waiting."
William Einfurt walked over to straighten the wheelchair, lowered his head and kissed his wife's forehead,
His mouth was full of wine, as well as the pungent smell of garlic and onions, and the princess seemed to be full of care, after all, she was also a person who had been on the battlefield and smelled the smell of ** corpses.
"It's okay, you go socialize, it's good for me to stay here, it's just as boring at home anyway."
William looked at his wife with pity, he knew her pain,
Edgar Midknight is like a swift with broken wings, she longs to rush out of her nest to fight the storm, but she can't do it anymore.
"Something you're interested in,
My father has found the dragon's tracks, and in the vicinity of the southern mountains, scouts and observation posts in the various territories are constantly tracking, and the National Guard and militia will be fully mobilized in both cases, and I have asked Your Majesty to fight, and she has promised to send the Young Guards into battle. β
Hearing about the fight, the princess Edgar immediately became excited:
"The Dragon Knight of Voodoo...... I've fought with one of them, his name is Michalanders, and he is indeed a powerful character, and his dragon killed Victor, and I hate him, and I killed him and his dragon with my own hands, but I can't deny the fact that this man is worthy of respect. β
Thinking of this, the princess's face became gloomy, and she said excitedly:
"But the other female dragon knight is a coward, she doesn't dare to rush down and have a good time with me, she knows to play some yin, and me off! This cunning woman is such a slut that her dragon spits out poisonous gas to smoke me! β
William pressed his wife's slightly trembling shoulder:
"Good news for you, my dear,
Your enemies have come to the Empire, and my father's letter to me mentions a dark green, zombie-like dragon with a female knight who lets out an eerie laugh as she leaps over our observation posts. β
Edgar was so angry that his eyebrows stood up, and his teeth chattered:
"That's right, it's that guy, she's the one who sent a poisonous mist down in the Michischwagen fortress, and I'm going to smash her foul mouth so she can't laugh anymore!
William, look at these eyes, promise me, avenge me! β
Edgar Midknight untied the goose down strip that was blindfolded over her eyes,
The big violet eyes were still as stunning as ever, but because they had no vision, they looked a little hollow and melancholy.
William was very distressed and scolded:
"How dare you bully my lovely wife, this bitch is so tired and crooked, I'm going to swatt her and her damn dragon with a fly swatter!"
Edgar pursed her lips: "Hmph, your tone is like coaxing a child, not sincere at all!" It should have to be a little more ruthless, like smashing that's skull with a hammer or something. β
"Okay, I'll listen to you, I promise to smash it to a pulp, even her father can't recognize the body, it's all right?"
"Hmph, that's pretty much it."
"Honey, can you reward me with a kiss?" William begged.
"Phew! Who wants to kiss your stinky face, you ate garlic baked snails and crispy roasted onions, right? β
"Oops, the nose is pretty good! Like a dog. William laughed.
"You're a dog! You smell terrible, go to the bathroom and rinse your mouth! When you come back with the head of the dragon knight, it's not too late for us to mention the reward! β
Despite this, she kissed her husband.
After that, William returned to the banquet to entertain the imperial officials.
With her husband as a pistachio, Edgar's mood became much better, and she poured a few glasses of champagne and listened to the people around her laugh, laughing at every vulgar joke.
At the same time, the Empress was watching her every move from afar.
(My good daughter is so strong, she can smile so brightly even if she loses her light) The Emperor thought bitterly.
The smile hurt her heart, and she walked to her wheelchair and reached out to comb her daughter's long silver hair, and the others bowed away.
"Your Majesty, is that you?"
"It's me, just the two of us here, just call me Mom, I just saw you kiss William, what, how do you treat you? Do you want your mother to teach him a lesson? β
"You're too suspicious...... Your precious son-in-law treats me well, but don't blame him like last time, it's not William's fault...... Anyway, don't bother him anymore, okay? β
"Haha, the folk saying is true, the daughter who marries out, the water that spills out, you are now turning your elbow out, and you are also talking to your husband."
"Mom, I heard you've been coughing lately, William, you coughed up blood at the meeting, are you very sick?"
"It's okay, I'm fine." The emperor lied.
"Don't lie to me, I'm blind, but my ears are very useful!
The ministers are discussing this, and they are even deliberating about the succession to the throne, and if it weren't for the seriousness of your illness, you would have been able to take on the dragon this time. β
The emperor was dumbfounded by his daughter's question, pursed his lips and remained silent.
"Mom, will this disease kill you?" Edgar asked.
This is obviously an embarrassing question,
Two generations of princesses in military uniforms, one standing, the other in a wheelchair, and Sarantos Midknight gently strokes her daughter's hair:
"No, I don't know, my darling, you'll never know what will end your life in the end,
Of course, it is better for me to die on the battlefield than to die on the sickbed, and that is the fate of a warrior. "The emperor is downplaying.
"What a coincidence! I think so too! Edgar replied, and she heard her husband's voice at the wine table in the distance, and she couldn't help but worry about him:
"William and his Young Guards are about to face the dragon, and I've seen what the dragon knights are capable of, and I ...... I'm a little worried about him. β
The emperor looked at the back of his son-in-law, and she was full of confidence in this handsome and strong young man:
"My time has passed, it's the turn of a new generation of heroes,
The spirit of sacrifice is the cornerstone of this country's survival, and everyone should do their part.
The nobles of Valstad are all warriors, and warriors should take up arms to defend their homeland, William is doing his duty, wealth is here, life and death are fate, just let this guy do it. β
Edgar shook her mother's hand: "Mom, I still hope to get your personal blessings. β
The Emperor nodded:
"I sent Ainfoot and his son this time, I hope that they will work together to do this, I don't believe in the Templar Church, since you want to hear it, I will reluctantly make it difficult, a high-sounding blessing,
May Minerva, the Valkyrie, bestow Einfurt and his son with divine powers, and wish them prosperity in their martial arts! β