(This chapter recommends the music "The Glory of the Knight King", and I read this chapter while listening to it, and I ...... it myself.) Alas, it's a shame!)

"Terenus?"

Caesarea Castle**, Theodore and Elendil sat on a bench beside them, drinking water and resting, playing with the weighted wooden sword they had used for training, apparently just after a pleasant friendly match between the two of them.

Without the slightest, Theodore was defeated and Elendil was victorious.

Although Theodore is no longer what it used to be, after several battles and more than two years of practice, compared to the past swordsmanship and horsemanship, it can be regarded as a small achievement, at least he will not be regarded as a layman. But when compared to a knight of the genius level like Elendiel, the gap immediately became apparent - even if Theodore used his best Roman shield and one-handed sword fighting jishu, he still couldn't have any advantage in practice.

And Elendil, who practiced with Theodore, was also miserable -- Caesar's skills were so bad that he didn't know what to do if he wanted to release water. It is a chore not only to not be able to hit his self-esteem, but also not to let the water go too obviously.

Thinking of this, Elendil suddenly admired Valence a little - how could he play at a good level without making Theodore lose too quickly? Sure enough, experience is also an indispensable part of a knight!

There was still some time after the practice, and Theodore and Elendil sat down to rest and chat. Elendil really didn't have much to say about this, he had always kept things about Princess Helena as secret as possible, and the rest was only his knighthood.

"Yes, Terenas Nohan. The Flag Bearer of the Knights of the Dawn, second only to the Grand Master in status, and on a par with Lord Landzel, the Chief Knight. But, in fact, this great man is the leader of the Order!" Elendil said approvingly, "Grand Master is an excellent military strategist, and Lord Landzel is the best knight of the Order;

"Since he is so majestic, Weishenme that he is not the Grand Master?" asked Theodore with a smile.

"Because...... He was the oldest knight of the Order, and the Order's flag bearers were held by such a beloved and experienced knight. Elendil said with a little emotion: "And the Grand Master is designated by the emperor himself!"

"Wise!" Diodore nodded, this method would not only ensure the combat effectiveness and cohesion of the Knights, but also not make its tail too big and lose its loyalty.

"Lord Terenus...... It was my mentor before joining the Order and taught me a lot, not just about fighting but also ...... Well, that should be the philosophical aspect, it gave me a lot of inspiration!" The knight looked at Theodore solemnly: "He is almost equivalent to my second father!"

"He was short-tempered and always capricious. He is a heavy drinker, and likes to tell some unfunny jokes, and he has no scruples when he scolds...... "Elendil babbles, as if he was talking about family life: "But he values the lives of his brothers more than anything else, and I believe that not only me, but also the other brothers of the Order regard him as a father!"

"That 'father' of yours, who is fighting the orcs in Tulgar in the north of the Empire, is weak and lacking support. Theodore pinched his chin and looked at Elendil: "So, are you going to support him and fight for him?"

"I asked Salad to send me five hundred Roman shields and five hundred Pompeii swords as a little moral support. But I guess he'll probably say he bought it from me, that guy!"

"Xiexie, for your support. But......" Elendil smiled and lowered his head, "I'm sure they probably won't believe me as a 'traitor'." What's more, I still have the imperial mandate with me, and everything about Helena is everything to me!"

"Ahh Theodore squinted his eyes and gently bit the thumb of his right hand, which was moist and sticky to sharpen his senses: "Helena~." ”

"Come here, Elendil, let me tell you a story. Theodore smiled and pulled the knight over: "This story is about another girl. The story of her and Mars, and one of their sons named Romulus............"

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The hunting north wind swept through the air, blowing the whirring old flag, and some broken flags reflected the bright sun and black smoke.

Terenus stood motionless on the wall. His right hand gripped the wall of the city wall, probably too hard, and blood oozed from his thick nails.

The hilt of the sword swayed, the sharp cold blade clanged in the sheath, and the smoke-stained robe fluttered wildly and swayed.

"Remy-!!!"

Marcia, who was standing beside him, could no longer hold back and shouted loudly. He shouted so wildly that he almost tore out his throat. Leaning on the wall, head outward.

"Remy, look at me, look at me!" Marcia hoarse, gray tears staining her face, "I'm Marcia!"

Not far from the city wall, a small figure, kneeling on the ground, next to it were two orc guards in charge of escorting.

Remy? No, no, no, it's just a creature in human form.

The two shoulders were locked to the sides, the bones were bent at an almost incredible angle, the cloak was emanating, making it impossible to see what the expression of his face was, the tattered burqa couldn't even hide the imprint on his back, as for the feet, oh Radiant Cross bless, at least the feet were still there, but it was impossible to stand up.

A broken leg can't stand up - yes, it's common sense, even the orcs know it.

As if hearing the shouts from above the city walls, Remy looked up with difficulty, and when he looked over, two bright eyes flashed, the corners of his mouth trembled, and he smiled.

Yes, he smiled, what a smile of delight. He smiled so happily, it was a smile from the bottom of his heart, he saw the two people he wanted to see the most, and they were both so healthy!

"Remy--!!!!" Marcia screamed, and cried and knelt on the wall, covering his face with his hands, he did not dare to look at the smiling face again, tears streaming from between his knuckles.

"Lord Terenus—and...... And Marcia—" Remy shouted with a laugh, his white teeth chattering, and the wound in his chest made him shiver with pain. He craned his neck and looked up at the flag, and the people.

"You ...... You tell me...... Tell me, knight...... Fulfill your mission!Keep your oath--" Remy shouted, "I'm back!"

"You've fulfilled your vow!" Terenas grimaced, and he barely smiled a little, "Well done!

"Well done!" said the old knight, pursed his lips.

"Do you remember, sir?" Remy smiled, though it was already difficult to tell, "You taught me, the proverbs of the Knight of Dawn!"

"Strong enemy present............ Be bold and loyal............ Loyal and upright............ Rather die than give in! Protect the weak! It is not against the principles of heaven!"

"I ...... I'm a knight!Knight of Dawn!" Remy lowered his head and chanted in a low voice, "Knight of Dawn, Knight of Dawn, Knight of Dawn............"

"The Dwarven Ironwall Legion has arrived-!!! they're to the west!, you must hold on!" Remy suddenly raised his head and shouted in the loudest voice of his life: "Victory is our !!!Long live the Empire--!!!!!!!"

"Roar---Whoa――!!!!!"

The roar of life was interrupted by the angry axe, which brought up the blood, leaving a mocking look and a little relief at the corner of his mouth.

yes, relief.

The mission has been accomplished, there is nothing to regret............

"Marcia, Knight of Marcia!" Terenus whispered, "Stand up!

"Your Excellency!"

"Come with me and gather everyone into the hall. Terenus looked calm, looking at him with a flat look: "Let's prepare for battle!"

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"I'm sure all of you have heard and seen it, Fearless Knight of the Dawn, Remy, who has sent us back a piece of information with your life!"

In the hall, Terenus stood at the front, and swept all the knights and soldiers with cold eyes: "His mission is complete, now it's our turn!"

"We will fight to the end!" one of the knights shouted, raising his right arm, "victory will be ours!"

"Yes!

"Long live the Empire!!"

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"There are no more reinforcements. ”

A plain word, but it calmed everyone down.

"Mistress Terenus, you ...... What did you just say?" Marcia stood up and looked at the old knight incredulously: "I'm sorry if I can ......"

"I said there were no reinforcements. Terenus looked at him expressionlessly, "Do you need me to repeat it again?"

"But ......?!"

"That's for orcs!" Landzel couldn't take it anymore, glared at Terenus, and couldn't help but say, "You really think Remy meant that?!"

"That kid doesn't know strategy, but that doesn't mean he's stupid!" Tyrenus sneered, then sighed sadly.

"We should try this, Knight Marcia, what would you say if it were you who were in this situation and you wanted to keep our people fighting and confuse our enemies?"

"What do you mean......" Marcia's eyes shook.

"Yes, there will be no reinforcements. Terenus said, "But that boy, have created a support army for us!"

"Your Excellency!"

Will suddenly ran in, came to the front like crazy, and gasped for air:

"The orc army is moving to the west! Most of the army, their main tent has begun to move!"

"Hehe, take a look!" the old knight smiled, opening his arms to embrace the castle of the Imperial Zuihou.

"Knight, fearless!"

(Let's work hard!!This volume is coming to an end!)