The beginning of the story seems to be ten years, or even earlier.

On the border of the Anglo-French Confederation, a small town where only a few people gathered.

It was such a remote gathering place, but a magnificent church was built to educate the people, at least, according to the official version.

The old knight Tom, as many people call this old man, is hunched on his back and lame on his left leg, only the armor placed in his dilapidated wooden house can prove that he was once a member of the knights of the kingdom, but a mere B-level martial artist was eliminated from the battlefield very early, and did not die as cannon fodder, it should be said that he was already a very lucky ending.

The old knight took in three children, a boy and two girls, and lived a life without fighting with the world, and then, the goddess of luck seemed to finally favor the family, not long ago, all three children were identified as A-level martial arts cultivators, which means that the three wild children who have never been favored by the residents of the town will become big names in the future, and the old knight Tom is finally blessed to be old.

Sitting on the small bench at the door, it was dusk, Tom clenched the pipe in his mouth, and wiped a heavy iron sword with both hands, this is his habit, he wipes it once a day, his expression is focused, the townspeople just laugh at it, maybe the old man can't forget the past on the battlefield, even the three children who were taken in are the same, they don't understand the old man's behavior.

Tom never explained.

In the eyes of others, this is the typical type of loneliness.

"Grandpa!" In the distance, there were three black dots moving towards here, and the boy at the front was a symbol of vitality, and the most lively of the three children, "Wind Feather, don't be so frizzy, ask me to say it a few times." "The girl who followed behind has the most conspicuous height, and her words and deeds are also very regular, she is an orphan with no name, old Tom first took in his companion's son Feng Yu on the battlefield, and then, two girls were found in the place full of corpses, one of the larger one protected the other, and now it is the same, behind the tall girl, there is a cute little dot, cowering and grabbing the corners of other people's clothes, only when he sees Tom, he will show a real smile, "Grandpa, we are back......" The youngest girl was named Vivien, who was timid by nature, and Old Tom remembered the first time he saw the two children, and the older girl desperately tried to protect Vivien, saying that it was his sister.

"Why does your sister have a name and you don't?"

"I forgot about it, but, as an older sister, I'll just take a name that's easy to remember, and it's called Ann. ”

The conversation between the two also determines the name of the tall girl.

"Went to church today?" Tom got up slowly, put the wiped iron sword back into its sheath, and carefully held it in his hands, ready to put it back in the room, "Yes, grandpa, the Holy Maiden and her Knights of the Round Table came to the church today, as if they were here to make rounds, it's so cool, those Knights of the Round Table, they are all heroes! I want to be one of them when I grow up." Wind Feather jumped up and down and circled around Tom, alive like a nimble monkey, Ann followed behind, her hands on her waist, and she had an indescribable displeasure with Wind Feather's style like her brother.

"Hero?" Tom paused, and then didn't know whether to laugh or agree, only Ann heard a strange laugh that was not easy to detect.

Dinner is a simple bread and jam, in this poor family, it is a very luxurious meal, after a full meal, everyone goes to bed early, in this kind of countryside away from the city, there is no interesting pastime, only An will occasionally practice swordsmanship in the yard at night, this is the Tom's family's days, ordinary and simple.

Then, in the middle of the night, it rained heavily, and the roar of the downpour almost drowned out all the movement, and the whole town fell silent.

It was so quiet that I didn't even notice what was happening.

The first to wake up from her sleep was Ann, who jumped out of bed alertly, and woke up her sister, Vivien, who was sleeping tightly.

"Sister An, what's wrong. Vivien, who was sleepy-eyed, shook her head and didn't know what was going on, only to see her sister quickly walking to the door, picking up a wooden stick placed in the room for self-defense, "Shh...... Someone. "People?" Vivian looked out of the dark window suspiciously, she could only hear the sound of the rain, as for the voice and footsteps of people, how could they be distinguished, Ann carefully stuck to the door, and then slowly opened the door, and entered the living room, the source of the sound seemed to be the backyard, Ann maintained a steady breathing rhythm approaching the past, in the dark, there were other rooms that were opened, the figure of old Tom appeared in the faint light, the eyes of the two met, nodded tacitly, and came to the back door that made a movement, Tom waved his hand, signaling Ann to be on guard, and he opened the wooden door, and a gust of wind and fierce rain hit the living room"Dong" accompanied by a black shadow that appeared in front of her, a girl with slender blonde hair, wearing strange close-fitting armor, fell to the floor as if she had lost her strength, "She is ......" Compared to Tom's stunned, Ann's reaction was much more exaggerated, "Impossible, how could she be here, and she was injured!" You can see that the girl is clutching her abdomen, where blood is constantly gushing, mixed with the rain outside, old Tom's mind quickly made a decision, and closed the door decisively," Go get bandages and hemostats, Ann, hurry!" In the end, Yan sù shouted angrily, Ann nodded instinctively, and busied in the room.

This commotion naturally attracted Feng Yu and Vivien, and the two lit a candle to illuminate the messy living room, and after seeing the face of the girl who was helped to the chair, they almost unanimously shouted: "Holy Maiden...... My lord?" "Outside the church during the day, I saw the figure of the Holy Maiden from a distance, so beautiful and noble, but the woman in front of her was pale, and there were dirty wounds on her lower abdomen, "Lord Holy Maiden, is it really you?" Vivien asked in a cowardly low voice, compared to the ethereal nothingness during the day, the girl in front of her seemed very real.

"Ahem...... I'm not a holy girl, you have the wrong person. The girl endured the stinging pain in the wound and looked around the family, the old man and the three children with deep eyes, "Thank you for saving me...... But if you take me in, you will only invite calamity. He tried to stand up, but was pushed back into his chair by Old Tom, "I don't know who you are." The old man carefully applied hemostatic to the girl's wound, and his tone couldn't help but add a little more irrefutable majesty, "But for me, I can't watch the lady get hurt and leave it alone, and I have kept this in mind since the first day I became a knight." "This will be dangerous...... The girl with a weak voice actually feels weak and disgusted just by standing up, and the group of guys has poisoned themselves, thinking of this, her hands can't help but clench.

Ann, who was watching from the sidelines, observed with a perceptive look, she actually did not approve of leaving this girl, although the other party kept denying it, but she knew that the person in front of her was the holy maiden - the first woman of the Anglo-French Confederation who was overshadowed by the stars during the day, and the one who could make her flee and be seriously injured must not be a simple enemy, but she was too familiar with her adoptive father's character, and said that she would definitely do it.

Suddenly, Old Tom and Ann looked out the door together, and the steps of several people, who were being masked in the rain, were approaching rapidly, "Take her to the room, Vivien, Wind Feather." Ann and I came to deal with the guests. The old man couldn't help but pull up the girl, and stuffed it into the room with the two children, and just after doing this, he heard the sound of the door being kicked open, and in the dark rain, five men in armor walked in, and the leader had a terrifying strength, Ann remembered him, one of the Knights of the Round Table, Chekolov, an A-level martial artist with a usage rate of 95%, and was also an outstanding elite among the twelve Knights of the Round Table.

Chekolov glanced around the room, and all he could see was an old man and a girl who was not yet fully developed, "The smell disappeared here?" "Surely yes, Lord Chekolov." A knight behind him replied respectfully and affirmatively, he was a contractor with the ability to smell, and he had a strong pride in tracking, and the woman would never be able to escape from the chapel all the way here.

All Chekolov needed was this affirmation, stretched out his finger and pointed at the two people in front of him, and said indifferently: "I am one of the Knights of the Round Table of the Kingdom, Chekolov, I was ordered to protect the Holy Maiden to come here to patrol the work, there was just a little accident, an assassin raided us, the other party was very powerful, and under our protection, he also injured the adult, so I had to let the Holy Maiden flee first, I believe that you two are patriotic people, rest assured to return her to us." "It's the Knight of the Round Table, it's rude, but I don't know what you're talking about, this is the old man's home with a few children, and no one else has been here tonight. Tom's natural answer was unmistakable, but Chekolov didn't really need to know if he was lying.

"Really...... Can I go in and have a look? On the floor, there was still a trace of blood, and when Ann found this flaw, his whole body suddenly tensed, and the other party also found out!

Tom's eyes narrowed, probably thinking about how to deal with it, when the door to the room was pushed open, and Vivien and Wind Feather obviously couldn't stop the Holy Maiden's decision.

"You've come here, Holy Maiden...... It's all right, let's ......" Chhkolov's words were interrupted by a wave of the Holy Maiden's hand, "I won't go back with you, it's better to let me die if I return to that kind of hell." "What are you talking about, is it appropriate to say that kind of thing in front of the devout believers of this country?" the man's smile made people feel very eerie.

"Chekolov, did you kill your own companions, two Knights of the Round Table who turned against you in order to protect me!" The Holy Maiden was able to escape from the church, also thanks to the cover of the other two Knights of the Round Table, and now, it was Chekolov who appeared here, and no one else, and the result was obvious.

Chekolov's smile slowly faded and became unwarm, and finally opened his mouth and grinned: "I actually like them quite a bit, and they are usually good friends, even I feel disgusted when I say this...... The weak should crawl at the feet of the strong, little girl, do you think you can escape? As a pawn of this country, you have no choice from birth to death. Sharp killing intent permeated the air, since the skin was torn, then everyone present had to disappear from the world, just thinking of seeing the blurred scene of flesh and blood, Chekolov couldn't help laughing, so he couldn't give up this identity, the words of the Knight of the Round Table, killing people casually is also something that can be forgiven, "Don't make unnecessary resistance, otherwise I will cut off your limbs and take you back." The holy maiden's body trembled slightly, knowing very well that it was not a threat, but a statement of a fact that would happen.

Old Tom had already pulled out the iron sword, which was wiped every day, held it in his hand, and said word by word: "Lord Holy Maiden, is there one thing I want to trouble you, and I want to escape from here with my three children, as far away as possible." "Haha...... Hahaha......" Chekolov was stunned for a while, and then laughed wildly, his originally handsome face was distorted, "You dead cripple is really interesting, you are not even an A-level martial artist, you want to be a hero?" It was a completely contemptuous tone, even the Holy Maiden didn't believe that Old Tom could do it, Chekolov was one of the few monsters in the entire kingdom, what could a wounded veteran do.

No matter how strong an ant is, it is still an ant, and it can't stop the beast.

"I ...... It's a knight. Subconsciously puffed up his chest, as if he saw the day when he was given a long sword, becoming a knight of glory, this mission Tom has never forgotten, "I once swore to protect this country with my life, and the people, whether it is a cripple or a weak, it doesn't matter." The old man stood between the two sides, and used his slender figure as a shield.

"Grandpa!" "Grandpa!" both Feng Yu and Vivien shouted in panic, and then the Holy Maiden grabbed her hand and rushed towards the back door, Ann froze in place until Tom turned around and squeezed out his usual smile, "Go, Ann, protect those two children, here, I will delay time for you." Biting her lip, Ann's chest was full of anger, but there was nowhere to vent, and in the end, she nodded and turned around and chased out.

None of Chhkolov's men acted, but watched their leader together.

"Do you think that even if you give them time to escape, you can still catch them? Tom understood the teasing in Chekolov's eyes, the other party didn't care about life, only the fun of hunting, "A person like you, even as a Knight of the Round Table, will one day be damned." "Strength, urging from the body, Tom's whole body burst out with an unexpected momentum, the use rate of 100% of the B-level martial arts, the old man in the secluded life, tempered this power to the limit.

Chekolov tilted his head, he didn't pay much attention to Tom, there is not much difference between a B-level martial artist with a 100% usage rate and an A-level martial artist with a 20% usage rate, they are all the same insignificant, "Well, then I'll give them ten minutes to escape, as for you, I promise that in the next time, you will definitely regret standing in front of me and provoking." Before the words fell, the sword light shot up from his hand, slashing Old Tom's right hand and the iron sword into the air, a qiē happened too fast, not giving people time to think, the body was obviously hardened, but it still couldn't stop the other party's random sword.

No, this is probably the ending that has been settled in my mind for a long time.

"Poof" followed by legs, fingers, and eyes, and instead of taking Tom's life lightly, Chekolov enjoyed the pleasure of being an executioner.

The pleasure of blood and wailing.