"Your Excellency, the city wall is up from here, and your orders have been conveyed to every soldier guarding here, so please be careful."

The attendant escorted Reinhardt all the way to the south gate, and after listening to the attendant's report, Reinhardt waved his hand, signaled to Zhilu, and then said, "It's not early, you go and rest, I'll go to the city wall to inspect it myself." ”

"Thank you, sir!"

The squire trotted away, and Reinhardt slowly climbed up the gray-white wall, and in his heart, Sherlock's last words still lingered, tormenting him like a nightmare in the dark.

......

"Not good. ”

“...... I have long forgotten the past. ”

......

Reinhardt slowly climbed up the wall of the south gate, stroked the battlements that had begun to crumble carved with sword marks and blood, raised his head, stared at the bright moon in the sky, and the pain in his heart was torn, but he could not say anything.

"That night, it was also such a beautiful moonlight...... ......"

His eyes blurred unconsciously.

......

When he was young, Reinhardt was an upright and responsible young knight, because his father was a knight of the kingdom of Lucas, so he was a knight since he was a child, following Lucas I to fight in the north and south, in that battle, he led his troops to patrol the place near Marseille, the wind and the sun were beautiful, the grass grew and the warbler flew, everything was so peaceful, but at that moment, a nightmare encounter struck.

The enemy, several times his size, attacked himself and his knights, and in the end, although Reinhardt fought bloodily, he was shot several times and collapsed in a pool of blood, gradually losing consciousness......

In the coma, he felt that a pair of gentle hands seemed to caress his cold cheeks, that kind of warmth, that kind of heartbeat, he had never had, he was like a sailor struggling in the ocean, desperately grasping the back plank of the ship that was overturned by the giant Lang, just to be able to return to the long-lost land, finally, he finally woke up, and found that he was in a farmhouse, and in front of his bed, a girl of his own age was slowly wiping the fine sweat on his pale forehead。

The moment he saw her, Reinhardt's heart was like opening a box that had been treasured for many years, a feeling that he had never felt before, filling his chest, making him eager to hug, kiss, and care for the doll-like brown-haired girl in front of him.

He knew that from that moment on, he was in love with her.

"Are you awake?" the girl asked.

But Reinhardt was too distracted to hear the lovely man in front of him.

"What's wrong with you?" asked the girl anxiously.

"Huh?" this time, Reinhardt finally reacted. "I'm sorry, I was a little distracted just now, did you save me?"

"Well, a week ago, I went to a neighboring village to buy flour and found you lying on the ground and dying, so I called the villagers next to me and carried you back to the house, looking at your dress, it seems that you are a knight?"

The girl's eyes flashed with innocence and curiosity, making Reinhardt want to take a few more looks.

"Yes, I am Reinhardt Thomas, son of Baron Brandenburg, a knight. Reinhardt, though badly wounded, introduced himself as forcefully as he did when he was fully armed with a spear. "Have I been in a coma for a week? You've been taking care of me all this time?"

"Well, it's great that you can wake up, I don't know if my nursing skills are qualified, what if your injuries are more serious......" The girl nodded obediently. "I'm Sherlock Duran, home is here, Mr. Thomas, is there anything I can do?"

"Haluha, just call me Reinhardt. Reinhardt chuckled and said that the girl gave him the feeling that it was like a marigolda swaying in the breeze, light, fragrant, pure, and spotless. "Xie Lu, thank you for saving my life, and taking care of me so carefully, I really don't know how to thank you. ”

"Please don't say that, how can you stand by when you see someone hurt, as long as you don't think I'm clumsy. Sherlock panicked, his face flushed slightly. "Speaking of which, I especially want to know the story of the knights of the Dao Dao, the knights are always so righteous, noble, loyal, really handsome!"

Sherlock's eyes shone with a longing light.

"What an interesting girl...... Reinhardt said. "In that case, how about I tell you the stories I've been through, and the knightly stories I've heard?"

"Great!" Sherlock cheered, but suddenly remembered something. "Wait a little longer, right?"

"What's wrong?"

"It just so happens that I'm baking a cake that is almost ready, and after a while, you can tell a story while eating the cake, I think you must be hungry. ”

"Cake?"

Reinhardt couldn't help but read, and his stomach suddenly "growled".

"Ha Luha, it seems that knights are not only human, but also very honest in their stomachs!" Sherlock snickered, covering his mouth. "Since you're hungry, please wait a while, I'll go and bring the cake, the cake I baked is the best in the villages around here, even many aunts who have been baking for decades can't compare to me!"

"yes, then I think I'm going to have a mouthful. Reinhardt couldn't help but look forward to it.

"Stay tuned~" Sherlock smiled lightly, ran out of the room like a canary, and suddenly turned around and said, "Your injury is not healed yet, but you must not move, just lie down like this." ”

As he spoke, Sherlock's figure disappeared into the distance.

"Sherlock......" Reinhardt muttered the name, and there was an emotion in his heart called love, which was expanding, infinitely expanding, as if it could devour his soul.

Finally, after three weeks of recuperation, Reinhardt's injuries were largely healed, and he changed into the shiny knight's armor and spear that Sherlock himself had put away and wiped, and prepared to return to Brandenburg, mainly for two things, one was to let the family no longer worry, and the other was to explain to his father that he was going to marry Sherlock.

"Your injuries are still healed, are you going to leave so soon?" Sherlock reluctantly.

"Little fool, it's not like I'm not coming back, it's my home, and I'll have to go back to report my safety anyway. Reinhardt hugged Sherlock and kissed her lovingly on the forehead. "Don't worry, I'll explain this to my father when I go back, and then take a large team of knights to marry you home in style!"

"Hmmm!, great!" Sherlock nodded, staring at Reinhardt's handsome face in confusion. "Okay, I'll always be here waiting for you, and the day you come back will be the day we get married. ”

"Well, well, knights don't lie, they don't betray, I will do what I say. Reinhardt stroked Sherlock's soft brown hair dotingly, turned on his horse, and then said, "Wait for me, Sherlock, I'll be back." ”

"Okay, I'll be waiting for you!"

Sherlock shouted loudly to the men and horses that were fading away.

After returning to Brandenburg.

"Bastard!" Baron Thomas was furious. "Don't you feel ashamed that you, as a son of a nobleman and a future baron, would say such a thing?"

"Dad, she saved me, I like her, what's wrong?" Reinhardt shouted aggrievedly.

"What's the matter, you dare to propose to marry the peasant's daughter, you are tarnishing the noble blood of my Thomas family!" Baron Thomas slapped the table angrily.

"Dad, bloodline or something, how can it be more important than love, how can you do this!" Reinhardt was still arguing.

"Get out!" Baron Thomas's anger finally reached its peak, he flipped the table to the ground and roared at Reinhardt: "If you dare to marry the peasant's daughter, I will not have you as a son, and I will take back everything you have!"

With that, Baron Thomas walked away, leaving Reinhardt, who was in pain, alone in the city lord's hall.

A month later, in front of Sherlock's house, that night, it was the rising moon.

"Reinhardt, you're back!" Sherlock heard the sound of galloping horses' hooves from far and near, and galloped out excitedly, and sure enough, the man she had been dreaming of, wearing the familiar knight's armor, rode a tall horse, and returned to his door.

"Sherlock......" Reinhardt turned over and dismounted, his hand trembled and stretched out to Sherlock, but he didn't dare to hug her again, his heart was like a knife, but there was no other way, if he chose to be with Sherlock, he would lose everything, including family, honor, etc., he really couldn't give up these, so he could only endure the pain and agree with his father's decision, but when he faced Sherlock with a smile and innocent expectation, he couldn't say anything anyway.

"What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood? See how depressed you are?" asked Sherlock, noticing Reinhardt's mood. "Come in first, anyway, I've baked a delicious cake for you!"

"Sherlock. Reinhardt looked at her solemnly.

"Huh?" Sherlock didn't know why, but she suddenly felt that something very bad was about to happen.

"My father does not agree with our marriage......"

Reinhardt told him in detail about what happened after he went back, and Sherlock's face changed from the joy of seeing Reinhardt to sadness, and then to a kind of calm at the end, which made people feel flustered.

"That's right. Sherlock nodded calmly. "Then you go. ”

"Huh?" This time it was Reinhardt's turn to be stunned, he didn't expect that Sherlock did not cry, did not seek death and life, but accepted all this very calmly, but this kind of Sherlock made Reinhardt even more uneasy.

"You go, I'll forget all this, I'll forget...... I loved you. ”

Sherlock slowly finished saying this, turned around and walked back to his room, but Reinhardt could clearly see that her shoulders were trembling slightly, and he could hear her mouth muttering, "Never...... Lie...... Never...... Betrayal ......"

Yuehua plated Reinhardt's shiny armor with a layer of pale.

......

"Never lie, never betray ......" Gazing at the same moonlight as that night, Reinhardt's tears dripped down the walls and turned blood-red. "I'm sorry for you...... I'm sorry for you......"

The soldiers defending the city, no one knew why Reinhardt wept, and no one knew the remorse and pain in his heart since he left Sherlock.