Chapter 750 Knight Don Quixote
"Go ahead Sang Qiu, we will go into the city before sunset to visit Lord Perficote Brandlis. It would be rude if we arrive too late Things.” A knight in antique knight armor walked on the streets of Chenoberg with a skinny old horse.
Behind him, a short servant was holding a mule with their luggage on it.
"Master Don Quixote, will we really not be driven out when we visit that count like this?" The servant looked at his knight with some concern. It was really hard to imagine that person. The Lord, who is in charge of the life and death of all people in the entire North, will be willing to meet his own master who was poisoned by the knight novel.
"Sang Qiu, how could you speak like this? Count Brandlis is indeed a noble status and has a high position and a high position. He is the top figure in the entire empire, but this is not a reason for us to underestimate ourselves. "Although this knight master is a bit obsessed with reading knight novels, he fantasized that it is still a knight-era knight who walks around and is a hero who is righteous, he just has serious delusions, not because he has a brain problem.
He raised his equally thin chest and knocked on the antique armor that had been around for the past and said confidently: "I am a knight after all, and I am also a member of the nobles. Maybe we are visiting the Count. I have time to meet us, but as a nobleman, she will definitely give us the treatment of a reunited aristocratic status, rather than throwing us on the street like those rude people before."
Facing with my own home Sang Qiu seemed to be lacking in confidence in the master's confidence.
After all, my master said the same thing last time. As a result, when they visited a famous local nobleman through that city, they didn't even enter the door and were thrown into the street. .
If it weren't for the aristocratic appointment and removal document on his master, he did have a knight title, and he probably would have suffered more.
This made Sang Qiu very worried because he heard that Count Brandlis was not a good-tempered person. If they offended her, they would not have been thrown on the street. That's so simple.
Thinking of this, Sang Qiu couldn't help but sigh.
This old man named Don Quixote is not bad, but he has read too many knight novels so that he is not very clear-headed.
Always fantasized that I was also the protagonist in the knight novel, able to walk around, do heroic justice, punish those unjust people, and then win the favor of a noble lady or even a princess, thus obtaining a fiefdom, Successful and fame.
So when he was migrating to the north on the empire, he thought that the opportunity had come, so he sold all his property and found a way to get a certificate of enthronement from the north and took his only servant Sang Qiu came to the northern border together, planning to travel to the northern border to be a hero.
It's just in Sang Qiu's eyes that they have never encountered any good things since they went out for a trip with their master (the master said this is called a trip).
First, the master regarded a hotel as a castle, and the hotel owner regarded it as a nobleman, making all kinds of jokes and making all kinds of fools; later, he regarded the train passing through the railway line as some kind of rumbling monster, riding Old Ma suddenly thought that he had a rare charge to the train; then he regarded a factory as an evil demon cave where evil wizards detained the people...
In short, they encountered many things along the way, if everything was like him What the master said is indeed a wonderful adventure story.
But in Sang Qiu's eyes, his master was just a lunatic with serious paranoia, and they were making all kinds of jokes along the way.
If it weren't for his master who was indeed a nobleman, and he was kind enough to bring Sang Qiu from the empire to the north, I'm afraid Sang Qiu would have chosen to leave him long ago.
Instead of standing at the door of the lord's mansion with a nervous mood like now, with a nervous mood. Looking at the steam knights standing guard at the gate of the lord's mansion, and then looking at the tattered antique armor on his master's body, Sang Qiu seriously doubted the value of his master's knight.
After all, they knew they were knights at a glance, and their master...
Forget it, the master is indeed a knight, Sang Qiu felt that he should not say bad things about him behind his back. After all, he is his own master and is quite nice to him.
Don Quixote informed the guards at the gate of the lord's mansion about his purpose, and also stated the knight's status as a nobleman, expressing his hope of being received by the lord.
To be honest, the doorman has never seen this posture of Don Quixote before.
He said he was rustic, at least he was really a knight, and the knight's enthronement documents could not be fake.
But if he is not rustic... It's an era, how come there is such a fool who wears a broken iron film and says he is a knight, fantasizing about being a chivalrous and wandering around the world?
And looking at this guy's appearance, he didn't seem to be able to fight against the wind and snow. Why did he walk through different cities in the wind and snow in the northern border in just this ragged iron?
With such a strange idea, the guard still informed his superior about Don Quixote.
After all, this guy does look weird, maybe the lord would consider seeing him.
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"Miss, a strange guest came at the door. Do you want to meet him?" The old butler carefully considered the words and introduced him to Perficote in a more polite manner. Don Quixote's visit.
Perficote was now studying how to lock two different modules of the floating city together. When she heard the old housekeeper's words, she couldn't help but frown slightly: "What kind of guest can be used by Grandpa Afu, Grandpa Afu, you can use it' Strange to describe it?
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one bar!
If it is just an ordinary visitor, Grandpa Afu Just send me away. If not, please use a substitute to meet me. I don’t have the time to meet any 'strange guest' now.”
"Miss, if you can, I think it's better to meet you. Although this guest looks like a poor knight who has read too many knights, he can only wear old fashioned clothes in the current weather in the Northland. The knight's armor and a knight walking in the northern wilderness with a servant, I think he deserves your attention." The old housekeeper was also amazed by the Knight Don Quixote. After all, even with his current strength, I don’t dare to say that I can walk outside the northern border with just a set of old-fashioned iron armor.
When hearing the old housekeeper's introduction, Perficott couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, which really aroused her interest.
So she asked, "What is the name of this strange guest?"
"His name is Don Quixote." The old housekeeper said the guest's name and succeeded Purficot's eyes widened.
(This chapter ends)