"There's cavalry coming this way, Sir Loras!" Captain Tasso, the captain of the guard, had not yet come down from his saddle, and clutched the reins in his hand with a nervous look: "Please hurry over, this is Madame's order!"

"I don't need you to say it, I've found out. Sir Loras frowned at the smoke and dust rising in the distance, and looked disdainfully at Tasso, who was so disdainful of it—if he didn't like Edward very much, it was a disdain for the new captain of the guard.

"This is the King's domain, are there still heretics?" said this, but Loras drew his sword, did not look at the captain of the guard, but beckoned to Edward, "Come with me, boy, I just need a squire!" and left without looking back.

Unable to refuse, Edward had no choice but to follow, waved and smiled at Tasso, who was "hanging there", and then left with him, leaving only the captain of the guard standing alone in place like a fool, twisting his head sharply, and only seeing the backs of those two people.

"Damn old thing!" Tassel, who felt himself humiliated, gritted his teeth, his blood trembling with excitement, and he clutched the hilt of his sword to kill the guy who dared to ignore him—but, no matter how hard he tried, he found that the sword could not be pulled out.

Sir Loras was Lord Otto Kwyn's most trusted knight, and he ...... Is it Madame's most trusted captain of the guard? I'm not even a knight now! He angrily inserted his sword back into its scabbard and glared at the guards around him who were still looking at him: "What are you doing there stupidly, why don't you hurry up and prepare?!"

The people around them had dispersed, and the camp, which had been quiet and ready to rest, suddenly became tense and busy again, and the rapid sound of trumpets sounded, and the soldiers gathered around the campfire quickly took their shields and spears, and assembled behind the wooden fence amid the captain's scolding and orders.

"It could be a robber, or a wandering mercenary - they look well equipped. Sir Loras stood behind the stake, leaning on the stake and watching the rising dust, apparently a movement that only a group of cavalry could keep: "Of course, it may be the noble lord of some family who has come to hunt in this wilderness. ”

Edward stood behind him and nodded nondeniably, and was about to ask something when a voice came running from behind him with a little excitement but still very nervous: "What's going on?!"

"Sir Allen, why are you here?!" Sir Loras turned his head in surprise and annoyance, glaring at the girl hiding behind Edward, "Go back to the camp and be with your mother, this is not the place for you!"

Seeing the other party's eyes, Alan almost subconsciously ducked back, but out of nowhere he got the courage, grabbed Edward's shoulder, proudly puffed up his chest and looked at him: "This is where I should come, the lord should fight side by side with the soldiers who protect him, not hide in his mother's arms!"

Sir Rollas was stunned - these words actually came out of the mouth of Young Master Allen, and for such a moment, he was speechless.

Only Edward's cheeks twitched and smiled, and he looked away from the two men very knowingly. Alan's sweaty right hand kept clutching his arm all the time, and he almost pulled it off.

"Damn, the Radiant Cross is on top, Edward, you hurry up and bring Sir Alan back to ......" The annoyed Sir Loras had not finished speaking, staring at the smoke and dust in the distance without looking back, and suddenly stopped talking: "Wait, it looks like it shouldn't be needed." ”

The smoke and dust shook the earth, and the sound of the horses' hooves was clear, and then everyone saw a group of knights with banners of black trees on a white background rushing towards them. Almost subconsciously, Edward took out the ring he had hidden on his body - the coat of arms on that banner was exactly the same as the one engraved on the ring!

"It's the Knights of the Sacred Tree!"

.................. The cavalrymen carrying the banner of the Knights of the Sacred Tree stopped in front of the fence, and a knight in a black robe and chain mail dismounted from his horse, holding the hilt of his sword at his waist with his left hand, and walked towards Sir Rollas. His cheeks were almost full of beards, and there was a hint of anger between his eyebrows.

"We are the Knights of the Sacred Tree who have come to inspect by order of His Majesty the King. It could be seen that he was quite unhappy: "May I be qualified to know which family the owner of this camp belongs to?"

"Don't you see that flag, we are from the Kwen family at Fort Hague, and we are on the orders of our master to visit relatives in the capital. Even in the face of a Sacred Tree Knight, Ser Rollas still did not give in: "In Lower Loras Sid, do you have any business?"

"Didn't you get a warning when you entered the forest, or did you not stop in the last town?" the knight of the sacred tree asked rather indignantly, "This avenue of Turin has been completely under martial law, and you still swaggered in and lit a bonfire for fear that it would not be discovered?!"

"Warning, what warning?"

"The news from the King's Bridge that there is a rather large pack of blood wolves in this forest, and it is rumored that there are hundreds of them - the Radiant Cross blesses, and I hope it's just that the man is scared and talking nonsense. The impatient Sacred Tree Knight made a sneer: "But there have been many casualties, and we were commissioned when we were passing by." ”

"If that's the case, thank you for your heroic actions. Ser Loras beckoned behind him to get out of the way of the soldiers behind the fence and stroked his chest in salute the Knights of the Sacred Tree: "Lady Angelica of the Kwyns is in the camp, she must be eager to meet you, and it is our honor to be able to entertain you of the Knights of the Sacred Tree!"

The knight nodded, turned his head and beckoned to the cavalry behind him, and then a dozen cavalrymen rushed in under the gaze of the guards in the camp, still holding high the incomparably striking black tree flag on a white background.

Edward stood silently behind the guards without saying a word, his gaze never leaving the Sacred Tree Knight who was leading the group, a feeling of great familiarity restlessly stirring in his heart, but it seemed unlikely—he was completely sure that he had never seen him.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Edward's distracted look, Alan looked over with some curiosity, and then a slight sly smile appeared on the girl's cheeks: "Have you seen your dream come true? Don't worry, you can definitely become a knight of the sacred tree, little squire!"

"Huh?" Edward was stunned for a moment, and when he saw the "sure enough" expression on Allen's face behind him, he knew that the other party had misunderstood something - but it was just right to avoid explaining himself: "You really have won the prize, how many squires in this world can really be canonized, and how many people who are qualified can afford the entire set of equipment and ceremonies, not to mention the Knights of the Sacred Tree." ”

"It's okay, as long as it's ......" Alan had wanted to say that as long as his mother agreed, there would be a recommendation from the Kwen family and the Minest family, and it would not be particularly difficult to pay for the equipment and ceremony fees. But at the thought of her mother's disgust for the Knights of the Sacred Tree, the girl fell silent.

Edward didn't pay much attention to what was going on with the girl behind him, and followed Sir Lawrence towards Lady Angelica's carriage. The camp, which had been tense just a moment ago, was now bustling with excitement because of the Knights of the Sacred Tree, and many people gathered together to talk about it - apparently many people had heard the "bad news".

Lady Angelica, who got out of the carriage after hearing the news, was still a little tired, and her graceful expression like a white swan looked a little black, especially when this nasty news was actually a knight of the Holy Tree who sued her, her heart was even more upset.

"Thank you for taking the trouble to come to us with such important information, otherwise......" Lady Angelica remained neither humble nor arrogant, maintaining her proper etiquette as the mistress of the Kwen family, "Shall we then, then, leave this forest while it is still dark?"

"I'm afraid there isn't that much time left, the nose of a blood wolf is much more powerful than that of a dog. The Knight of the Sacred Tree shook his head: "I'd better send more people tonight, get ready, and then prepare more torches, just be prepared to be on guard." ”

"My brethren and I will protect this camp tonight with your knights - my sword will be wielded for you tonight!" said the Sacred Tree Knight in a deep voice, "Of course, if there are no blood wolves tonight, please leave this forest as much as possible, we still have a mission on our shoulders, and it is impossible to escort your convoy all the way." ”

"It's enough for you to do that, the Kwen family under the banner of the Black Shield Gun will never forget the helping hand of the Knights of the Sacred Tree. Lady Angelica smiled indifferently, and deliberately did not mention the Minest family: "May the Radiant Cross bless us tonight, and bless all the knights to fight bravely and never fall." ”

"Thank you for your understanding. The Sacred Tree Knight nodded unmoved, turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by the little priest Weber, who happened to be walking by.

"You haven't told us what your name is, sir. Webb, who was on crutches, looked at him as a matter of course: "Can you tell us your name?"

"Pardon my rudeness, Mr. Priest. The Knight of the Sacred Tree smiled apologetically, straightened up again, and bent down to Lady Angelica with his right hand on his chest: "In Lower Leonardo Gombray, as you know, is a Knight of the Sacred Tree. ”

Now, Edward finally understood why he knew the Knight-Tree--he looked exactly like the dead Knight of Tornier Cambrai!