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The so-called knights do not necessarily have to ride tall horses! Riding bulls, donkeys, mules, turtles, dragons, and ...... Sometimes it can be called a knight, and the same is true - there are also knights who don't ride!

The Holy Spirit Knight is a title, it only represents one identity, and the Holy Spirit Knight Druman in front of him has never ridden a horse in his life!

The old farmer sensed Feng Kan's gaze, raised his swarthy face, and smiled innocently at everyone!

The invisible pressure that had been enveloping Feng Kan and Ainius suddenly disappeared!

(This place looks like it's unfortified, but it's actually not necessary to be defended at all, right?)

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"Please forgive me for meeting with my sir in this way! just because I can't get out of here right now!"

In the small dark brick house, the melodious sound of the Polla harp wafts out leisurely. The crisp and euphemistic sound of the piano is like a clear and winding stream, slowly watering the hearts of the listeners.

"Uh! You're so kind!"

Although it is also a little strange why the other party wants to lock himself in such a small room, but the old otaku doesn't mind how the other party communicates with him, with his heartless character, of course, he won't feel flattered, but this is actually a little apprehensive in his heart, after all, this is the living history of the Kingdom of St. Austin in front of him!

However, he was more concerned about what kind of piano skills could make an ordinary instrument speak in a straight voice than the eminent status of the Great Prophet!

"I took the liberty of inviting Sir to come, in fact, I have some doubts that need to be answered by Sir Ji!"

Hearing the words of Grand Elder Balrotan, Archbishop Veronica, who was accompanying him, silently motioned for the people around him to leave temporarily, and then disappeared into the cathedral.

"Ainius!"

Seeing the archbishop's actions, the old otaku also knew that the conversation below them was not suitable for others to be present, so he turned around and motioned for the beast-eared maid to leave for a while.

"Well, in fact, we all know about it, and it's the same when you ask her!"

When everyone else left, the old otaku regained his hippie smile - pretending to be stupid, he has always been very good!

"Can you show me the coat of arms on Sir's hand?"

Balrotan suddenly single-handedly raised the question that Feng Kan was most worried about!

“......”

The smile froze on Feng Kan's face for a moment!

"W-What coat of arms?"

The small brick room was silent, but the old otaku could still feel the Grand Elder Balrotan smiling.

"Don't worry, I didn't tell anyone about it, Veronica didn't tell anyone else, and if Sir doesn't want anyone to know, we can keep silent!"

The melodious sound of the Polla harp is like a pair of gentle big hands, softly soothing Feng Kan's mind swaying from side to side due to doubt!

“......”

"Sir, you're a decent man, and you're not used to lying!" Barrotan's voice was filled with laughter, "You don't have to worry, I just want to confirm something!"

"You just say I'm a good guy!"

The old otaku smiled helplessly and took off his gloves.

“......”

There was silence, silence for a long time, the air around him seemed a little oppressive, and the Great Prophet seemed to be thinking carefully about something!

"'Descend under the gaze of the gods;

Rooted under the attention of Osetin;

One hand defends life, the other hand spreads death;

Create destruction with one hand, and master creation with the other;

struggling between the past and the future, wandering between light and darkness;

Inherit the will of the gods and follow the laws of chaos;

Ossetin called it '......'"

After a long time, like a dream, the language deduced by the sound of the piano made people feel a little trance.

"Excuse me~~"

"What do you think 'freedom' is?"

Balrotan interrupted the other party's question, and suddenly asked such a strange question without a head!

"Huh?"

Feng Kan was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect the other party to ask such a question!

"Freedom?"

"Yes!"

"Hmm~~" The old otaku clasped his hands together, frowning and distressed, "Seriously, I really don't know this very well! In the vast majority of countries in our world, they advertise 'freedom and democracy', but for what 'freedom', it seems that everyone has their own understanding, even in the most developed countries, there are still people who feel unfree!"

"And what about you? How do you understand that?"

"Me?" the old otaku looked up at the clear blue sky, his tightly knit brows gradually stretched, "For me, freedom is not about doing whatever I want, but what I want to do, no one can force me to do anything!"

"I see...... It seems ......"

Balrotan seemed to be muttering something to himself.

"Excuse me~~" Feng Kan didn't know that the other party was not satisfied with his answer, so he asked cautiously.

"Dear Sir Feng Kan!" Balrotan seemed to have confirmed what he wanted to confirm, "I have something to tell you!"

"Please advise!"

"Yes, although not many people know about it yet, but at the moment Trantak is in fact facing a great threat! My mentor made one last prophecy when he left this world, and I think that this prophecy has been confirmed now, so I hope you will ......"

"Please wait a minute!"

Feng Kan's face was huddled together, and he clutched his head in anguish.

"That...... Suddenly bringing up such a heavy topic, to be honest, I was a little overwhelmed......"

"............" Balrotan.

"............" old otaku.

"............" Balrotan.

"............" old otaku.

"You're so humorous!"

"We're telling the truth!"

At this moment, the eyes of the old otaku are more innocent than Little Red Riding Hood......

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Feng Kan didn't expect that such a vulgar episode would befall him one day! He seemed to see a dirty, unkempt old man and said to him: "Young man, I see that your bone essence is a peerless master like no other...... In the future, the task of maintaining world peace will be entrusted to you. "Then shouldn't we code out a row of books with rough workmanship like a first-grade elementary school student's workbook, with titles ranging from "Nine Yin True Scripture", "Six Veins Divine Sword" to "Rulai Divine Palm"?

Joke!

Again:

Wife, children, hot kang head,

Peasant women, mountain springs, and a little field.

- This life is enough!

The old otaku has never been arrogant to save the world, he just wants to be able to stay in his own home and do what he wants to do!

Although he is now also giving advice to Fastro VII, he is only coming up with ideas and giving advice! This is just so that St. Austin will no longer be oppressed by Jamins! The reason why he will do this is just to see Stro VII pleasing to the eye! That's all! Of course, there is a more justified reason for him to do these things again -- to help his father-in-law, isn't that a matter of course?

However, the only remaining Great Elder of St. Augustan, the Great Prophet of Balrotan, seems to be ......

"I'm sorry!

The Great Prophet of Balrotan was not angry because of the old otaku's attitude, "I just saw the teacher's prophecy come true, so I was so excited!"

"Well, how can you be sure that I am...... So what...... The people mentioned?"

"Hehe, of course I have my own way! But everyone has their own little secrets, doesn't they?"

"Uh! You're right!"

"I have just made an excessive request, and I hope that the honorable Sir will forgive me for my presumptuousness!"

"That...... Aren't you angry?"

"Sir Feng Kan also said just now, freedom is not to do whatever you want, but to do what you want, no one can force you to do anything!

"This ......"

The other party is so reasonable, but it overwhelms the old otaku!

"Time will tell, I think Osetin will show us the way!"

"Osetin!?"

Feng Kan's mind appeared in his mind again, the strange uncle with silver-white hair lazily lying on the white beach chair!

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PS: It's very irresponsible to say, is the old otaku really going to leave it alone?

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