A look of surprise flashed across Edward's face, and the just right amount of embarrassment made Green Turn's smile, and some of the tension had eased a lot, and there was a hint of understanding under the corners of his mouth.

This guy was standing on the stairs so heavily armed just now, but the whole five people didn't notice his existence - if you count the silent downing of two guards at the same time, this young knight of the sacred tree would be a little creepy, and Green Turn, who was still a little "noble" contempt, finally put away his playful thoughts.

Lord Marquis Holard Minest, you really don't overestimate him at all...... Remembering the old man's meaningful comments before he left the Minest mansion, the royal knight felt that what he said was true—how could a young man who could be so valued by Mercer Kane be a country boy like that?

"Alright, that's the end of the joke, we still have something very important. Sir Green Turn, with a smile away, took out a stamped scroll from his armor, tied not only with a golden-red ribbon, but also with a paper as white as milk: "I should have read it, but ...... Just take a look for yourself. ”

"I beg your pardon for being rude. Edward nodded slightly, and took the scroll with the royal seal - at this point, of course, there was no need to doubt the identity of the other party, the black-haired young man didn't even look at it, and showed a very trusting look at the other party: "I hope to forgive me for doubting your identity before." ”

"It's natural. Greene Turnn nodded, put his hands behind his back, and the two guards who had passed out on the ground finally woke up and stood beside him with the other two: "Now ...... Can you get ready and come with us to the royal palace on the hills of Marchelus?"

"It is also an honor for me to be able to meet His Majesty. Edward smiled and bowed his head, then turned and crouched down in front of Angela, who had been leaning against the doorway, although the girl still had no expression, but her eyes were no longer as gray as they used to be, but a little panicked and frightened.

"Y-Are you really going to go with them?" Angela clutched Edward's clothes, her petite body still trembling slightly, "Can you take Angela with you?"

"This ...... I'm afraid not, because it's too dangerous, Angela is a cute little girl, and it's too dangerous to go to that kind of place. Edward shook his head regretfully: "What's more, Angela has more important tasks to do!"

"More importantly...... Task?"

"Protect our home and don't let any outsiders come in and destroy this place, anyone!" Edward held up the girl's smooth face with his right hand, and his black eyes pierced deeply into the girl's two dark green gems: "No matter what happens, don't leave here, I'll be back soon." ”

"I must come back, Edward!" the girl nodded, although she was still stunned, but she was deeply afraid of it, worried that she would be abandoned again, and that no one needed her again: "I will definitely protect the 'home', don't ...... Don't ......"

"In the name of the Radiant Cross, nothing like you would ever have imagined would ever happen!" Edward smiled and looked at the girl—no matter how much personality changes, humanity does not change. If you get it, you will worry about losing, if you have worries, you will have worries, and those who have nothing must be fearless.

That's why I'm not afraid...... At least for now. Edward slowly stood up, opened the door and let Angela, who was still struggling, return to the bed, until he saw the girl close her eyes before slowly inserting the deadbolt.

"This girl looks like she's really pestering you, you can't see it. Green casually joked as if he was joking: "Beautiful little girl, in a few years will definitely become a big beauty." ”

"When I picked her up, her father was dead and her mother was dead, and she didn't even have a loved one who could take care of her and adopt her. Edward gave him a cold look: "Just like me." ”

"Uh, sorry, didn't mean anything else, I just wanted to compliment her......"

"You don't need to apologize for such small things. Edward shook his head and stood in front of Green Turn, like a knight of the sacred tree, "Can we go now and go to the palace to meet Your Majesty?"

"Before that, there is one more important thing to do. The royal knight's smile looked mysterious, and he brought a jug of wine and two glasses from Edward's living room: "We need to have a drink first." ”

After speaking, he took out a red pill in front of Edward, threw it into one of the quilts, then poured two full glasses of wine, picked up the other glass, and glanced at Edward a little provocatively: "How is it, dare to drink it?"

"May I ask what kind of medicine it is?"

"Not right now -- that's one of the tests, if you're willing to take it as a test. With that, Green picked up his cup and looked at Edward, as if waiting for his next choice.

Of course, Edward didn't believe what he said, but he trusted his own judgment, and naturally there were some objective elements - if he didn't plan to leave Turin City for the castle in the east, then gaining the trust of the other party was a necessary prerequisite. The black-haired boy picked up his wine glass without hesitation and touched it lightly with the other party: "Kingdom is important!"

"Long live Turin!" replied Greene Turn, both of them sipping down the wine in their glasses at the same time. Sweet liquor flowed down his throat and into his body.

"How does it feel?" Green asked, putting down the cup, but Edward had no way to answer him, his black eyes slowly contracted inward, and his steady body slowly began to stagger back and forth uncontrollably, struggling to support his right hand, gasping for breath and sweat on his cheeks, as if telling others how much pain he was enduring it.

"Is it to the point of being arrogant and expecting that I won't kill you here, or is it that I already knew what kind of drug it was, and deliberately pretended not to understand?"

"Load him in the carriage, and we'll go straight to the palace - now, without a moment's delay!"

"Why?" Green's brother looked at him strangely, "Didn't the Marquis of Minest say send it to ......"

"The Turnes are loyal to the flaming goshawks of Marcherus, not the one-horned seahorses of Mineste - who knows what will happen when he is sent there!" Green sneered, "I am also not obligated to serve the Home Secretary." ”

.................................... Clean hospital beds, empty rooms, and doors locked. The cold sunlight shone through the glass window on the quilt, which was very dazzling.

Edward hated dreaming when he slept—it had been like this for a long time, and all the illusory qiē was unreal, all fake, just something that his innermost personality longed for.

I hope to see my father come back, I hope to see my mother smile happily, I hope that I will have friends to accompany me, and I hope that I can stand up again and get out of this cold hospital bed...... At that time, I longed for a lot of things, and I had a lot of things that made me happy.

If you insist on comparison, it is as if the candle is the brightest moment before it burns out, and the more clear your heart is, the more unwilling you are to give up, the more you want to see a miracle be born, as if the golden light of the morning sun shines on the dark curtain and shines on the sleeping earth, awakening all life.

Inside the eggshell called "hope", which seems to be strong but is actually fragile, there is the deepest despair, which completely swallows up the former Edward, and there is no regret - or extremely empty, Edward, who has lost a qiē, closes his eyes.

Slowly getting up from the bed, Edward, wearing a hospital gown, although his appearance was almost no different from that of the "Edward of the Sacred Tree Knight", looked even thinner - almost as soon as he got out of bed, the whole person almost collapsed on the ground, and his pale hands grabbed the edge of the bed, supporting himself to stand firmly.

The black-haired boy pursed the corners of his mouth tightly, staring at the locked doorknob without leaving for a moment, holding on to the guardrails on the edge of the bed and at the end of the bed, slowly, little by little, moving this extremely weak body, the cold floor kept stimulating the soles of his feet, as if he couldn't feel it at all.

Walking, then falling to the floor, struggling to move his body, his shivering limbs stiffened and began to call, but his eyes did not take off the doorknob.

Climbed to the door frame, leaned against the wall, propped his head on the door panel, put all his strength together, threw his right hand up, and put it on the doorknob, the sound of the door lock turning, the sound of the door being pushed open echoed in the ears almost at the same time, and the endless golden light instantly poured into the entire empty room, swallowing it all.

I, Edward Witwood. I don't get obsessed with what I lost and what I had in my previous life

I'm not going to lie in bed and dream about what I've gotten.

Take away what I want to take, get what I want to get, that's what I'm going to do!

(Thanks to the two book friends Roaring Assen and Knife and Pen Extraordinary for their tips!)