Chapter 84: Dark Shadow (1)
Broken Mountain, Severcro is still the same as usual, with a heraldic flag raised high, declaring the indisputable sovereignty of the Best family here. This is the gate to the north, and it was also the emperor of the Holy Empire, a shackle that controls the north. As long as the Bester family, who are eternally loyal to the Empire, remain here, no lord can have any delusions.
But now, it has become a fortress to protect the entire north, with strong walls and mountains to resist any attempts by the orcs, and it is also the first line of defense for humans against the orcs. Once lost, the orcs could attack from both east and west, locking the northern lords in their own castles and shivering.
In order to protect this fortress, Rome, Mithmeer and Salion have been sending suppliesββββ weapons, iron ingots, and even food to this place almost every day, because they all know that if this place is breached, even if they can repel the attack of the orcs, their territory will definitely suffer heavy losses.
Relying on the displaced people from the last battle, as well as the refugees who had escaped from the former empire's territory, Severcro had enough soldiers and workers to train soldiers every day, build new walls, and store supplies for defending the cityββββ such as fire oil, and no one knew when the next battle would start and end.
Old Best, who is in control of Severcro, although he has always been confident that his body is still strong and powerful, his swordsmanship and spearmanship have not only not regressed, but have become stronger than before. But I have to admit that some gray hairs have begun to grow on my head. Especially during the defense of Severcro, after seeing the almost fatal behavior of Salad and Theodore, this feeling became more and more obvious.
I have begun to age, although my body is still very liliang, but my soul has begun to age, and I don't have the belief that I used to see death as home.
A small defeat can crush you, hiding in the castle, using the walls to block enemy attacks instead of your own horses and spears, and even asking old friends for help. If I was young and saw what I look like now, I'm afraid I would be ashamed to see people, right?
People will really become the most disgusted appearance in the passage of timeββββ once brave and unparalleled chivalrous knights, but when they are old, they begin to rely on their "wisdom", even if Liliang is better than before, Old Best is sure that his current self is by no means the opponent of the bold and reckless bastard boy when he was young.
"Perhaps, this is fate, right? People will always get old, and when they get old, they will have to look at the young. Old Best thought a little self-deprecatingly: "The sunset always has to be replaced by the rising sun." β
The wind on the city wall was still very strong, and the gray big sword behind Old Best was dancing in the wind, and the two-handed big sword in his hand was slightly wider than the ordinary flame-shaped sword, supporting the old man's tired body, and not far away was a ring tower under constructionββββ such a stone tower had no defensive corners, and the top was open enough. It is an important part of the fortifications that make up the fortress.
"Lord Best, the knights who went out on patrol have returned. A knight who looked quite burly stood behind the old man and bowed his head humbly: "I didn't find anything unusual, everything is normal." β
"It's really not normal if there's nothing out of the ordinary. Old Best muttered, "How can those orcs live in peace? β
"Then, do you want to send someone to inspect again?" the knight asked in a panic, "There are a few people who have just finished training, you can go again while it is still dark." β
"No need, sooner or later. The old man waved his hand impatiently: "Forget it, so be it." Don't bother any more, let the workers hurry back to the castle, and don't forget to send someone to patrol at night!"
"Understood!" the knight breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly replied, "I will order someone to arrange these things." β
"What is Jim doing now, is he practicing swordsmanship according to the standards I set for him?" asked Old Best, "Or is he still messing with his mess?"
"Uh...... This ............" the knight squeaked, constantly looking at the tips of his shoes and his shoulders: "Of course Master Jim has practiced swordsmanship, and he is very serious...... I can swear by that!"
"So he's not practicing swordsmanship now, he's doing those alchemy tricks of his, like glass-making or something?" Old Best said coldly, "I knew it would be like this!"
"I'm very sorry, sir. The knight lowered his head and said in a loud voice, "I'm very sorry. β
"I don't blame you. Old Best shook his head: "He is my son, this is my responsibility!"
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There was a ββββ!loud bang, and a small door was kicked open with a boot, and the light shot straight into the small and dreary basement, and a beautiful face was full of horror.
Old Best's eyes were full of coldness and ruthlessness, and he walked into the small basement step by step, and the heavy iron boots made a "pop" sound with each step, as if they were smashed on the heart of the terrified young man, more frightening than the sound of the iron bell.
"Look at your appearance, do you dare to say that you are a member of your own Best family?!" the old man pointed to his nose and scolded: "How many knights have pale skin than yours?
"Father!" Jim trembled and put down the small clay pot in his hand and stood in front of the old man: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, but I'm ...... I really can't forget that. β
The old man's chest kept rising and falling, but he soon relaxed, and looked at his "good son" with a helpless face, he really didn't know what to say, and sat on the chair next to him: "Forget it, that's it, alasββ!"
"Tell me, Jim. Do you really like these things so much?" said Old Best in an indescribable tone, "These alchemy, really more useful than swordsmanship, tell me what you think?"
"I know you're going to be angry, but...... These things are really attractive. You know father, I found a lot of things in those books that I had never heard of...... Springs made of bronze that pump water to the ground, and weights that make the best catapults of all kinds!" Jim was madly excited at this: "The Romans have so many ideas that we have never seen before, they are great and incomparable!"
"Do you want to go?" asked Old Best, "Do you want to go?" Jim. β
"Go...... Where is it?"
"Caesarea. Old Best's voice was incomparably calm: "If you really want to go, I can send you there, and you can learn everything you want to know." β
"Father......" The young man in a tattered gray robe could not believe what his father said: "How are you ...... Would you say that?!"
"You think I'm crazy?" Old Best smiled, "I did get mad at you for this mess, but that was before. The reason I want to beat you up now is because you don't look like a real, descendant of the Best family, you know?!"
"My father, your grandfather once wanted to send me to the imperial capital to study, and he dreamed that I would serve the emperor Bixia and become a civil official, instead of staying at the bottom of this poor mountain for the rest of my life. But he was disappointed, his son's greatest dream was to become the best knight in the empire, just like his ancestors. When I told my grandfather about this, he beat me up for going against his will, but he wasn't upset, because your grandfather did something similar when he was younger. β
"You mean that my grandfather was an old man, and when he was young, he used to go against his father's wishes?"
"That's right!" Old Bessette nodded: "Do you understand now? The people of the Best family never live according to the will of others, even if that person is their father! The people of the Best family will only be themselves! This is the true meaning of this surname." β
"But as you do what you want, don't forget the vows our ancestors made. The old man took a breath: "Defend Severcro for the Empire, and then let your descendants dedicate themselves to it." β
"If you really like these things, tell me bluntly, I can't embarrass youβbecause you're a Bester offspring. Before Jim could breathe a sigh of relief, the old man said coldly, "But I will definitely beat you up, because I am your father, and I know what you should do!"
"Go and pack your things, and I'll send a team of knights to Caesarea tomorrow morning. Old Best patted Jim on the shoulder: "Fortunately, I have a little friendship with that Caesar, and he will not refuse such a small request." β
After saying that, the old man stood up on his own, and was a little lonely and ready to leaveββββ even if he thought about it, when his children could not grow up as he thought, the father was still very sad.
Before he could step out of the small door, he was stopped by a pain in his chest and pinned to the spot. Old Best grabbed his heart violently, as if the colic sensation of being pinched with the palm of his hand came from that place!
"Ahββββ!!!!h
(Kongkong arrived in Nanjing today, is there any Chinese paper sister paper in Nanjing?)
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