Leon stood there for a long time, then slowly took two steps to the side and sat down on the bed that his grandfather had mentioned.

For some reason, the words that Darren had just said after he appeared brought him a feeling of depression. As his grandfather said, he fought in the army, and after leaving the army, he came to Campbell, who was a barren land at the time, and went through countless battles in ten years, and stabilized the southernmost part of the kingdom, which can be said to have served the kingdom all his life.

In Leon's memory, the longest time he spent with his grandfather was ten years at Campbell, and what impressed the young man the most during this time was the sternness and old-fashionedness of the old man, and the deeper and deeper wrinkles on his forehead, and only a few times by chance that he had seen a smile on his face, and almost all of them before Leon was a teenager.

Leon's father, Brooke Redfield, was the opposite of his grandfather, he would smile kindly every day, and he had a gentle attitude towards people and things, and he could hardly see the time when he was angry, but occasionally he could see a kind of helplessness and sadness on his face, especially when facing Leon.

In the past, Leon was still young, and he didn't know what meaning was hidden behind their expressions, but when he became an adult, he didn't care, only that his grandfather and father were getting more and more loose about him, so he was busy eating, drinking, and having fun with a group of friends all day long, rarely going home, completely detached from the affairs of the family and the territory.

When young people think about it now, Leon was not necessarily completely playful at that time, but probably didn't want to go back to the house and face his grandfather, who would make people feel oppressive. However, "playing" is addictive, especially since his grandfather and father were quite loose in his control. So that young people gradually become what other people call prodigal aristocrats.

After a while, Leon sighed and began to look around silently.

The chamber was transformed when the lights were on. At this time, it looks more like a study with a bedroom function, and the most striking thing is the several oil paintings hanging on the opposite wall.

The middle one was a portrait of a woman, and Leon glanced at it and immediately knew that it was his grandmother, who had died not long after he was born. Grandmother Joanna is an ordinary person with no background, and it is Darren who meets during a battle to protect a frontier town after joining the army, so they come together. He spent his years in the military.

On the left are his parents, Brooke and Winnie, who were quite young at the time. The two of them sat and stood together, smiling naturally and with a sweet expression.

And the one on the right...... It was my childhood self that sat in a proper manner. Haircuts that are popular in the army and are short enough to see the scalp.

These paintings hang together. Li Ang couldn't help but have a feeling that these people were alive again, looking at him with a smile.

Leon shook his head, shake off the feeling of touching the scene, and moved his gaze from the painting to the other side. On the other side of the wall stood two small cabinets with various statues and medals, as well as a row of weapons on either side, and the swords looked quite old.

These should be the honors that my grandfather received back then and the weapons he used to use. At this time, it is not only placed here to carry his glorious past, but also whether it is a statue or a medal. Or those weapons have been wiped clean, and even in some places, they are often fiddled with at first glance so they are rubbed and shiny.

On the other side of the chamber, on the ground were two large chests, also very old, but I didn't know what was inside.

Li Ang thought about it, and did not open the two boxes immediately, but bent down and pulled out the iron box that his grandfather mentioned last from under the bed.

"Your burden...... What the hell could it be?" he muttered to himself.

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The iron box was slowly opened, and the first thing that caught my eye was a dozen thick leather books, with a stack of cards on the side and a thick stack of paper at the bottom.

Leon took everything out and set it aside, put the box back under the bed, and then half-reclined on the bed and opened the first thick leather book.

"A.D. 945, the month of the Flowing Fire, day 5. ”

"Today is really a memorable day! I was finally admitted to the garrison and became a reserve soldier of the garrison, and I have fulfilled my wish! So I want to record every bit of my time in the army from today, and I can slowly remember it when I get old!"

"Oh yes! You can show it to my kids! haha!"

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"A.D. 945, the month of the Flowing Fire, the 17th day. ”

"I finally started training today, these projects are too easy!, but the captain said that everything starts from the very basics, so I can't ignore it, and I have to be as serious as everyone else!"

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This is Darren's diary, since he joined the army at the age of sixteen, he has recorded almost every day's mood, sometimes only a few sentences, sometimes he writes nearly a page, looking at the number and thickness of the book, it can be said that the old earl's life is covered.

Li Ang only picked up and watched a part of it to feel the change in his grandfather's style, from the youth and flamboyance of the first enlistment, to the maturity and stability of several wars, and the low-key and humility after success, and finally transformed into a style of piggybacking on heaviness, although the source of this heavy mood is not revealed between the lines, but it can still be clearly felt.

However, there are some more heartwarming moments in it, and Leon accidentally turns to a page and sees the account on it.

"A.D. 975, the month of the newborn, the 27th day. ”

"Haha, dear Joanna gave me a baby, a little man! I have a son, too! Now those bastards can't laugh at me anymore!"

"Stinky boy, hurry up for me! I'm going to train you to be a qualified soldier and fight with me on the battlefield! Haha, you'll laugh when you think about it!"

"By the way, what am I going to call him? Hogan, Ian, or Brooke?"

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Leon sighed, feeling sympathy for his father, Brooke, for his tragic childhood. But when he turned his head and thought about it, something was wrong, in his memory, his father had never shown much strength, and it was estimated that he couldn't even reach the second order, and he didn't join the army, could it be that his grandfather Darren's mind changed later?

So he flipped through a few more books, but he didn't find anything on them, but he didn't mention much of Brooke's so-called training, and it seemed that Darren had forgotten about it.

The young man closed the notebook, put them all together, and picked up the stack of cards again.

The text on these cards seems to be written quite casually, and there are some terrain and lines, and Leon carefully looked at a few of them, all of which are the number of soldiers, formations, and the location of the terrain and the movement of the enemy, etc., which should be some of his grandfather's plans and ideas before some major wars, and then kept them for future study and review.

These were of little use to Leon either, and he straightened out the cards and put them aside, finally putting the thick stack of paper in his hand.

The young man looked at a few pictures quietly, and his expression gradually became stern, and it seemed that these were what his grandfather Darren called "heavy burdens". (To be continued......)