Chapter 40 Old guy, why don’t you be shameless
When the first ray of sunlight in the morning shone into Jeanne’s room, she had already opened her eyes.
Sitting up from the bed, Jeanne scratched her itchy scalp and messed up her previously fried black hair.
The sunlight outside the window passed through the four-petal cross-flowered pane, printing black shadows on the ground. Through the pointed arch window, Jeanne could still hear the sounds of children laughing and playing in the distance.
That was Horn's boy army. Now it has expanded to 55 people and is divided into 5 teams. Most of the first batch of boy soldiers like René and Duvallon have become captains.
Thinking of this, Jeanne couldn't help but think of the time when the child soldiers held a collective baptism some time ago.
That white-haired silly guy insists on being baptized, and he follows the boys and calls Brother Horne "papa". He is so shameless.
Jeanna grasped the sheets tightly with both hands, and her teeth made a squeaking sound.
What made her most angry was that the stupid man actually slept on Horn's bed in the name of his goddaughter.
Every time Jeanne would send her to the bedroom herself, but when she got up the next day, Jeanne would always find her in Horn's bedroom.
The large mahogany bed even had two pillows!
Two pillows!
Before seeing the two pillows, Jeanne could still convince herself that after all, Carrie and she were both witches and had lost their memory. They only knew herself and Horn, so it was understandable to be clingy.
But the moment those two pillows appeared, the string in Jeanna's mind was about to break.
Old man, you are so old. If you want to be shameless, do you know that he is someone else’s fiancé, and the engagement contract is written in black and white on the paper!
Suppressing the sudden anger, Jeanne got out of bed and took out a comb and hair tie from under the pillow.
Touching her messy hair, Jeanne had a smile on her lips. Wasn’t she just a coquettish person? Who wouldn’t!
After washing her face with water and loosening the neckline of her pajamas a little, Jeanne hesitated for a long time, then tied it up and left the bedroom.
Turn left and walk through the cold floor tiles, push open the obtuse-angled arched door of Horne's bedroom, and Jeanne walked straight in.
In the spacious bedroom, Carrie sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, with almost all the ties around her collar loosened, revealing her white collarbones and smooth shoulders.
If it weren't for Carrie's erect peak, the nightgown would have slipped from her chest to her stomach.
Under the warm sunshine, Carrie hummed the Orphan Blue ditty and leaned her back against Horn's belly.
Horn was kneeling on the bed, holding a comb and a hairband, concentrating on braiding her hair.
Jeanne recognized at a glance the technique of braiding two three-strand braids into one at the back of her head, because Horn had braided them for her when she was a child.
I only make it up during the holidays, because it’s too complicated, and I have to work in the fields, so I don’t have time.
But today is not a holiday at all!
“What are you doing?! Don’t waste Your Majesty’s time!”
Although Carrie was big, she moved like a nimble dog in the mountains. She immediately jumped behind Horn, Most of the body is exposed.
"Forget it, forget it, don't think she is big, she is actually just a child. Children are not sensible, why should you care about her."
Patting Carrie's firm body behind her Round thighs, while comforting her, Horn spread his hands helplessly and explained.
To be honest, he was startled by Jeanne's loud shout.
Why are you shouting so loudly every day? Inexplicable.
Horn looked at Jeanne with messy hair: "Why did you come to me in such a hurry?"
Jeanne's smile was a little forced, and she hid the comb in her hand. Zang: "Nothing, nothing..."
"You're here just in time, I have something else for you to do..." Horn said, but Carrie behind him secretly came from him The shoulders poked out the head.
Pressing her eyelids with her fingers, Carrie stuck out her uvula and made a face at Jeanne.
The comb in Jeanne's hand made a squeaking sound.
………………
“唔——”
Danji took four or five steps back before stopping. He just stood firm, A big sword struck head-on.
But Danji didn't panic. He leaned sideways and took a step back to dodge the sword. The flame-shaped sword in his hand was raised high and slashed down.
She was about to hit Jeanna's training armor, but a flash of lightning suddenly flashed by. If Danji hadn't raised his sword to block it, he would have been hit directly.
Take two or three steps back, Danji regained his posture and wanted to continue, but Jeanne straightened up: "You lost."
"When did I lose? ...When did you throw the dagger!" Danji looked down at the dagger stuck in the gap in the armor, and raised his head in disbelief: "We are fighting with swords!"
"We are fighting! If you were really on the battlefield and you said no, no one would use it?"
"A knight shouldn't use such despicable methods. Aren't you also a temple knight?"
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"Knights are so despicable!" Jeanne stuck her sword into the ground, "Even the legendary hero Bayel would throw daggers in battle."
"I never heard that It is said that Bayel can use a dagger."
"Chapter 7, Section 5, Paragraph 3, 'Bayer threw the dagger at the dragon and pierced the dragon's eyeball. '."
"That's a pair of evil dragons!"
"Obviously your study of "The Legend of Bayel" is too superficial."
"My study of "The Biography of Bayel" is superficial ? You should read more about "The Legend of Adimas" and "Knights of Sivar" to know everything about Bayer!"
The two men turned from fighting to fighting each other with sullen faces. He scolded and defended himself so loudly that he even forgot to take off his armor.
But gradually, both Jeanna and Danji felt something was wrong, and the quarrel gradually turned into silence.
Danji straightened up his hunched waist and put the sword back into its scabbard: "I don't understand."
Jeanne wiped the sweat from her forehead: "What don't you understand?"
"You like the story of chivalrous knights so much and know "The Legend of Bayel" by heart. Why do you hate knights?"
"Stories are stories, reality is reality, and stories of chivalrous knights are all lies. , I advise you not to take the story as reality."
"This is not necessarily true. There are indeed chivalrous knights in reality."
"Then where was he? Where was he when my father was used to block the knife? Where was he when I was almost defiled? Where was he when Brother Horn was innocently beheaded? "
Jeanne put the long sword back into the scabbard, took off the hot and heavy training armor, and put on her coat.
"By the way, the people who did these three things are all knights..." Jeanne walked to the bench and sat down, picked up a handkerchief and began to wipe the sweat on her face and body.
"No, just one knight does not represent all knights..."
"Stop lying to yourself, I still say the same thing, if he really exists, where is he? ?" Jeanne interrupted him directly, her eyes full of coldness.
"I have heard about your deeds. You, like me, are poor people who were deceived by the stories of chivalrous knights."
"I am a knight, and chivalrous knights are just my goals and role models. I walk everywhere You acted chivalrously and never felt cheated..."
"Yes, you acted chivalrously and fought off the bandits, but in your sleep, you asked the villagers you saved to tie up and steal their clothes. He had no choice but to go to the church naked to ask for help."
Danji immediately looked uneasy: "I..."
The other villagers and guards around him made low sounds. snickering.
"You imitated the chivalrous knight and drank in the church, carrying a spear, mistaking the waterwheel for a giant, a dog for a horse, and a horse for a lion. You smashed other people's walls and fell into the cesspit... You really used the waterwheel as a giant. Did the knight take it as a ban?"
Danji opened his eyes and said, "How could you accuse someone of innocence out of thin air..."
Laughter gradually sounded among the nearby crowd, and there were even snickers. Whispering inquiring voices.
After inquiring, most people had uncontrollable smiles on their faces.
“I know you must have come from a wealthy family, a child of a noble family, otherwise you wouldn’t have been so naive and ruined your family’s fortune and could only rely on the connections left by your father and ancestors to become a knight in a remote place like Hedge Township.
But haven’t you seen it in all these years? What is a knight like in today's world? What is a priest like? Don't you know yet? "
Danji's face flushed red, and the veins on his forehead bulged: "I am not a wealthy man... I am a knight! ... Knights' affairs cannot be calculated like this. "
"Hahaha——" Someone in the crowd couldn't help laughing, but immediately covered his mouth.
Although this statement was said by Dan Ji Countless times, but it still has a comic effect
"Huh! "Seeing that Danji was still arrogant, Jeanne shook her head and sneered, turned around and walked towards the monastery gate. She still had things to do according to Horn's instructions, so she couldn't delay.
Facing Jeana's leaving figure, Danji murmured and wanted to explain, but couldn't say anything.
After standing alone for a long time, the expression on Danji's face gradually turned gray. He turned around and walked toward the stable with a shuffle.
(End of this chapter)