"Carl! Cal! Wake up! Wake up......"

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"Uh-huh......"

Ying Hong groaned and slowly opened his eyes, but the feeling of faintness still made him very uncomfortable.

"I'm ...... Where is it? Ying Hong shook his head, making his vision a little clearer.

It's just that the next moment he was stunned, and the scene that caught his eye was a very simple room, and it was made of wood, not like modern craftsmanship, but more like ...... Western medieval?

"Shhh...... It hurts! Ying Hong suddenly took a breath of cold air, and the sharp pain in his head seemed to kill him.

"Mother! Mother! Carl woke up! On the side, a young man saw Ying Hong sitting up, and hurriedly rushed out of the room with a shout.

Ying Hong's brain was buzzing and chaotic.

"Who am I? Where am I? What happened? Ying Hong was overwhelmed by the three questions, but soon his head hurt again, and messy memories began to emerge.

Only a moment later, his mouth grew and his face was full of shock.

"Wait, wait, won't you...... Really crossed? Ying Hong swallowed his saliva and digested the memory in his mind.

This is a world similar to the Western Middle Ages, and his current identity is the second son of Sir Dias's family - Carl, and just half a day ago, Carl, the original owner of this body, fell down speechlessly, and the most outrageous thing is that he also fell on his head, hit the stone hard, and fainted directly.

It's just that Yinghong thinks that Carl is afraid that he will die on the spot, but he is just cheaper than himself as a traverser.

God also gave himself a chance, before the crossing, he encountered the most bloody crossing bridge, encountered a big card known as the designated tool for crossing, and hit it directly, making him burp on the spot.

"Second son? Don't it......" Ying Hong finished digesting the information, and couldn't help but feel a little helpless, the second son of a country nobleman...... So what can it do? You must know that this is all primogeniture, whether it is Sir Dias's title or this fiefdom in the future, it will be his eldest brother Pyne's, and he is afraid that he will have to eat himself in the future.

If it is the second son of some big nobles, it is okay, it is estimated that his father can still give him some money, but unfortunately, Sir Dias is only a knight over half a hundred years old, and his fiefdom as a fief of the fiefdom of Black Thorn Village is just a small barren village that cannot be smaller, and there are not many people, I am afraid that I will not be able to give him the money.

"My child, you have finally woken up, you have frightened us, but God bless you."

At this moment, a middle-aged woman came up with an apron, followed by his eldest brother Pine.

"Carl my child, are you okay, do you still hurt?" Lady Aisha asked with a pitiful look at Karl.

"My mother, I'm much better now, but the back of my head still hurts a little, I'm afraid it won't get better for a while." Ying Hong...... No, it's going to have to be Carl now, Carl shook his head.

"You're so careless, you can actually get hurt here, fortunately nothing happens." Lady Aisha looked reproachful.

"It's just a moment of carelessness, I promise there won't be a next time." Carl secretly said in his heart, where is there nothing wrong, your real sons have returned to the West.

"Alright, I'm going to get dinner ready, Pyne, and you take care of your brother." Mrs. Aisha patted her eldest son on the shoulder.

"I don't have time to take care of such a weak guy." Pine pouted, the big would-be knight didn't seem to think very much of his brother.

"That's your brother." Lady Aisha glared, and Pyne pursed his lips, but agreed.

Seeing that Pine relented, Lady Aisha left satisfied.

"Carl, my brother, it's not me who said, you're too weak, and your body is not good, otherwise how could you fall like this!" Pine sat on the edge of the bed and said dismissively.

Carl could only smile bitterly, strictly speaking, his physical fitness was not bad, at least much better than many of his peers, but compared to the big quasi-knight brother in front of him, he was indeed a lot worse.

"Brother Pine, not everyone can be as strong as you." Carl slapped Pyne's ass slightly, and sure enough, Pyne had a happy look on his face.

"Hahahaha, that's true, after all, I'm going to be a knight!" Pyne was also not modest, and generously admitted it.

When it was time for supper, Mrs. Aisha came out with a large pot of minced meat and some barley bread.

Looking at the food, Carl almost didn't throw it up, what a mess......

But when you think about the cooking techniques and conditions of this world...... Forget it, it's good to have these things, at least you can still have meat to eat.

"Carl, how are you doing with sticks and swordsmanship?" At the dinner table, Sir Dias asked.

"Carl's swordsmanship and clubs are terrible, and I doubt he can even beat the peasants." Carl hadn't answered yet, but Pyne had answered for him first.

However, it is clear that Pyne is very disgusted with his brother's abilities.

"Carl, this is not good, you will be your brother's squire and protect his back in the future, if you can't even practice stick and swordsmanship, how can you do it?" Sir Dias frowned.

Sir Dias, as a subordinate knight of the Earl of Lens, has been fighting for the Earl of Lens all the year round, and the whole person has a kind of majesty, frowning at the moment, with the face with a slight sense of vicissitudes, but it makes Carl a little flustered for no reason.

"Father, I will practice hard and I will soon meet your requirements." Karl lowered his head slightly and said.

"If that's the case, it's best, you have to hurry, the world hasn't been peaceful lately." Sir Dias sighed.

"Honey, what's going on?" Lady Aisha asked, confused, and scooped a spoonful of broth for Pyne.

"Well, lately I have heard of some border friction between the Earl of Lens and the Earl of Lorraine, and that both sides are vying for a piece of territory, and both have legitimate claims, and I fear it will turn into a war." Sir Dias's voice was a little worried.

"This ...... Probably not, dear, maybe you're thinking too much. Mrs. Aisha comforted.

"Either way, we should be ready, if the Earl does have a call-up, we must go and fight for the Earl." Sir Dias shrugged his shoulders.

"Really, we were going to ...... for a piece of territory that didn't belong to us," Pine said with a grunt, disgruntled.

"Shut up Pine! The Earl has given us such a fief of the Dias family as a fief, and the Earl needs knights to fight, so we naturally have to fulfill our obligations, which is sacred! Hearing Pyne's words, Sir Dias's face changed dramatically on the spot, and he rebuked.

He has always been an upright knight, sticking to the rules of knighthood and being loyal to his feudal lord, and hearing his son's words at this moment is like a great rebellion, which naturally makes him angry.

"What's so good about this broken village, you don't even know father, we are almost the poorest of the knight families with fiefs! We don't have a lot of Black Thorns in this village combined! Pine retorted.

"Smack!" Sir Dias slammed the table, startling several of them.

"No matter how poor Black Thorn Village is, it is the Earl that gave us a fief, to feed our family, and to raise you so strong! Look at how many knights there are without fiefs! ”

Sir Dias was really angry, this village of black thorns was a fief he had won by fighting to the death, although it was barren, but it was a proof of his heroic battle, it can be said that such a barren village was already a proof of his achievements for most of his life.

"Honey, Pyne doesn't mean anything else, don't be angry, come, some more broth." Madame Aisha hurriedly came out to play the round and stroked Sir Dias's back.

"Pine, don't apologize to your father yet!" Lady Aisha glanced at Pine and gestured.

Pine was a little reluctant, but he obediently apologized under his mother's stern gaze.

Under Mrs. Aisha's comfort, Sir Dias gradually lost his temper.

Carl just quietly watched the scenes at the dinner table, after all, he was a newcomer, although he inherited the memory of the original owner, but there will still be many differences.

The dinner soon passed, and Carl returned to his room, lying on his bed, looking at the ceiling in a trance, and for a moment he was a little confused.

Coming to this world suddenly, the extremely unfamiliar environment made him really scared, and he didn't know where to go.

"Let's take one step at a time...... "With a sigh, he slowly fell asleep, in the dream, the parents in the previous life seemed to be very sad, and the white-haired people sent the black-haired people to make them white-headed overnight.

When the first rays of sunlight shone on his face in the morning, his pillow was already wet with tears.

"Carl, my child, why are you crying?"

Karl opened his eyes and saw his mother, Lady Aisha, crouching on the edge of his bed, looking a little worried.

"No, it's okay my mother, it's just that I had a nightmare."

Carl hurriedly got up, wiped the corners of his eyes, wiped away his tears, and hid his innermost thoughts deeply.

"Don't worry, the Lord will bless you." Lady Aisha didn't suspect him, but she was just scared of Carl's injury.

The family sat together and enjoyed a decent breakfast, but at this time, the housekeeper came to report that a farmer had asked to see him.

"Why are those lowly guys bothering us at this time?" Pine said dissatisfied.

Sir Dias, however, did not ignore Pyne's complaints, but asked the butler to bring people in.

After a while, a peasant with tattered clothes appeared in front of Carl.