Chapter 18: Poetry and the Sword

Kailin, is the child of Baron Kaysen.

As the youngest son of Baron Kaysen, he was favored by Baron Kaysen since he was a child and was one of Baron Kaysen's favorite children.

And at this moment, as the youngest son of Baron Kaysen, he stayed by Baron Kaysen's side and was sharing lunch with him.

"This start seems to be much better than the previous one......

Feeling the memories that kept surging up in his mind, Chen Heng thought about it, and this thought flashed in his heart.

Compared to the previous two times, this time he was from a noble family, and although his mother had died, his father was a baron with a domain.

This start, to some extent, is even better than the previous identity of Solondo.

At least nominally, Zorodo's father was just a knight.

Of course, although this is true on the surface, these are all false.

After Chen Heng carefully combed through his memories, he found that although his cheap father this time was said to be a baron, he seemed to be inferior to the Sicilian knight simulated last time in some aspects.

At the very least, the Knight of Sicily was a true knight, and he had a loyal knight under his command, the Knight of Edward.

But here Baron Kaysen, there seems to be nothing.

Although he owns the territory, the scope is not too large, and the inhabitants of the territory are not too many.

As for the armament of his subordinates, although they also had them, among the hundreds of guards, there was not even a real knight.

This man seems to have more troops than Sir Sicily, but when you count them seriously, they are no match for the Sicilian knights.

As long as there is a knight to lead the team, and some random people are brought with them, these hundreds of guards will immediately break up, and they are no opponent at all.

"Named noble, nominally it seems to be one level higher than the knight, but in reality it's just a false name......."

After accepting the memory in his mind, Chen Heng was a little speechless: "Moreover, it seems that there is no ...... even the knight's breathing method."

When he dared to start knowing his identity, Chen Heng was still a little excited, thinking that he could get a knight's breathing method for nothing.

But as it turned out, he thought a little too much.

Baron Cayson was indeed a nobleman, but he did not have a glorious ancestor, so there was no knightly breathing method handed down.

It seems that even if they are also nobles, there is a big difference.

"Sure enough......"

Chen Heng sighed secretly: "I want to expect an identity worth thirty points to have too many surprises, but I still think too much......

In fact, it only cost him thirty points.

Thirty points can have a starting point now, which is already extremely good, and you still want the knight's breathing method?

Dream!!

"Kailin, my child, what's wrong with you?"

Ahead, a gentle voice came.

Listening to the voice, Chen Heng subconsciously raised his head and looked ahead.

In the center of the hall, a man who looked a little thin and dressed in a black robe, who looked to be about forty or fifty years old, sat upright, and a pair of eyes were now watching him.

He looked close to fifty years old, which was already very old in this world, but he still looked very energetic, and his eyes were fixed on Chen Heng, and his attitude was quite gentle.

"I'm sorry, father. ”

Chen Heng had a just right smile on his face.

He looked at Kaisen in front of him and smiled lightly: "I was thinking about today's homework just now, so I was a little distracted." ”

"Oh?"

Kaysen came to his senses: "What? Didn't you hate these homework the most in the past?"

"Disgust doesn't mean you don't think. ”

Chen Heng slightly recalled Baron Kaysen's preferences, and after thinking for a while, he spoke: "Love is just instinct, no one wants to face a bunch of boring and scarce knowledge. ”

"But I don't think these things exist because they're useful. ”

"So, it doesn't hurt to think a little more. ”

He said without changing his face.

This is a complete lie.

In fact, as far as he was aware of, such as the so-called poetry and chanting, the old art history courses, etc., he didn't think these things were of much use.

He doesn't deny that these things are useful, but there is no doubt that they don't change the situation of most people.

In normal times, it is something that Chen Heng will not look at.

But not right now.

Baron Kaysen liked it when he said it, so he said it.

Sure enough, in front, a smile appeared on Baron Kaysen's face: "Not bad. ”

"Kaelin, my child, I never thought you could speak so thoroughly. ”

"Let me ask you one more question. ”

He raised his head, looked at Chen Heng in front of him, and asked another question: "Sword and poetry, which of them do you think is more important?"

Chen Heng was stunned, but he was a little surprised at this time.

He looked down and thought for a moment before he continued: "Of course, it depends on the occasion. ”

"Poetry can soothe a panicked man, and a sword can kill him......."

Which one is more important, it depends on the purpose, but also on the occasion. ”

"But ........"

Chen Heng paused, paused at this time, and then continued: "Whether you master poetry or sword, you can become a great character. ”

"But the sword and the poetry, this is not in conflict......."

"So ......"

Kayson asked, thoughtfully.

"Why..... Can't you do it all?"

Chen Heng lowered his head and said softly.

There was a long silence in the hall.

Sitting on the top, Kaisen looked at Chen Heng in some surprise, looked at him for a long time, and then nodded and said, "What you said makes sense......

He sighed: "Our Azilan family is here, and it has been passed down for hundreds of years......"

"For a long time, we have mastered poetry and become assistants to higher rulers, but we have only lacked the sword......"

He sighed deeply, as if he remembered something, and his face looked a little melancholy at the moment.

After a while, Chen Heng walked out of the hall.

Walking out the door, in the outside world, a sound of footsteps came quickly, accompanied by a rush of footsteps.

Chen Heng looked up and happened to see that outside, a tall figure wearing a suit of armor strode over, and walked quickly towards the place where Chen Heng was.

As his pace accelerated, his appearance gradually revealed.

This is a very tall young man, about the age of about 30 years, which is a good time to be young and strong.

He was wearing a white soft armor, which looked extremely powerful, and the whole person looked like a brown bear.