Chapter 80 I Feel Like a Knight
The rope bridge began to shake. Groups of villagers held on to the carts and walked towards the other side, not daring to look at the rushing river under the bridge.
“Is it still too late?” Jeanna held Horn’s arm stubbornly, “At most, they will be able to cross the bridge after three small hourglasses.”
“It’s too late. "Looking at the villagers singing the dream of heaven, Sissi reminded, "We must cut off the rope bridge in advance, otherwise even the people in the past will not be able to survive."
"Okay. , then we have to give up..." After half a minute of silence, Horn responded in a low voice.
Perhaps, he should have listened to Sissi. He decided to take everyone with him to escape, but in the end he still had to abandon these 300 old, weak, women and children.
Maybe that’s a good thing?
Without these three hundred people, his transfer path might be smoother, and he could reach Fort Joan of Arc earlier.
There, with his knowledge, ability, and knowledge, he will definitely become one of the best.
Why should he be sad?
Horn clenched the half-sword in his hand: "Let's go, let's go notify the rope bridge and prepare, okay..."
"Wait." Holding the sword, Danji held on to the grass , stood up, "Maybe I can let them wait for a few minutes, and maybe those refugees can pass."
"If you still want to say something, please save it. Jeanne's face darkened, "Now is not the time to joke."
"No, I didn't mean that."
Danji turned around and opened the door on the horse. There were five lances in the cloth bag.
Leading Black William to the edge of the hillside, Danji stroked its head as if stroking the arm of a lover.
Danji puffed up his chest, and the golden light of the setting sun fell on his rough reins.
He looked not far away, at the winding river valley and the meandering refugees. Between the gaps in their clothes, their rough and withered skin was exposed.
He could hear the cheerful singing of these villagers, so touching and sweet, but mixed with the heartbreaking sound of hoofbeats coming from the distance.
The waterwheel rider’s thick fingers stroked the black horse’s mane: “Actually, someone asked me a question before. He asked, you don’t have a manor, you don’t have a horse, and you don’t have a glorious glory. How can you count? What knight?”
"I said, I think I am."
The waterwheel knight puffed up his chest, his mouth was smiling, but it was uglier than crying.
“Knight, knights should not become knights for nothing, such as messy status and estates, money and ladies!
They should hold their heads high and be confident. Earth, do you know? It is the kind of person who stands in front of the weak with special pride and says, I will protect you.
Not because of money, not because of land, but because of reason and reason. Justice!”
The rider of the mill smiled as if he were there, standing in front of the injustice.
He smiled longingly, his eyes sparkling, and he was even happier than when he returned from the Knights Tournament after winning the competition.
Sniffing, Danji did not let the tears fall.
He turned his head and looked at Horn and Jeanne. Horn couldn't tell what kind of smile it was.
“I can even imagine that day when I fell into a puddle on the roadside because of my stupid persistence.
No one gathered around the bed crying, no one brought me flowers, but I could say to myself, look, the chivalrous knight is here. "
The waterwheel knight laughed so loudly, it was as if he was crying.
"Knight, a knight, he is not the guardian of the kingdom and the church, but should be, should be The guardian of truth and justice is the right one!
They, how can they kneel in front of the strong, but kill the weak, plunder for money, and kill at will just for fun...
We are knights, yes Knight, we are not robbers! ”
Horn had never seen such an expression on Danji's face.
This knight, who always tried his best to maintain his grace, was now slovenly and crying.
Like a wronged child.
The tears fell down the ravines on his cheeks. The waterwheel rider wiped them with his dusty hands, but the more he wiped them, the more mud fell on his face.
Horn didn't know what to say, he vaguely knew that he should save Danji's farewell.
However, those words were lingering between his lips and teeth.
He couldn't say it.
"I made you laugh." Grabbing Black William's mane and wiping away his nose and tears, Danji showed a bright smile.
He pulled the scabbard of the knight's sword from his waist and threw it towards Horn.
The scabbard drew a precise arc in the air and landed in Horn's hand.
It was a simple scabbard, wrapped in leather, wood and iron, clean and old.
"This scabbard is given to you. I see that you still hang the unsheathed sword on your waist."
"Then where should you put your sword? "No need." Danji got on his horse, turned his head, and the wind in the valley puffed up his sleeves, "Your Majesty, you will definitely be able to build a country without knights.
Our Papal State, our country, no longer needs knights to protect the weak, to maintain fairness, and to uphold pedantic justice.”
Horn opened his mouth, but couldn't say a single word.
"What on earth are you talking about?" Jeanne took two steps forward at a loss.
Taking a deep look at Jeanne, Danji laughed: "The "Knight Sifal" I gave you must be read carefully. It is the work of my adoptive father. He is a true chivalrous knight. "
Looking past Jeanne, Danji looked at the looming black fog on the horizon.
"The giant is coming. I'm going to kill him. You don't have to wait for me. Let's go first."
Riding on the horse, Danji used the classic knightly etiquette, smiled and tilted his head towards Horn.
Amidst Black William's neighing, he shook the reins and rushed out along the slope.
"Danji, what are you doing?" Rushing to the edge of the hillside, Jeanne shouted at the back of the waterwheel rider, "Are you crazy? Come back quickly!"
Kedan Gee didn't look back.
He lowered his body and raised his lance. The black mane of the black horse covered his eyes.
The evening breeze carried the smoke from the kitchen and whizzed past my ears.
Under the rolling hills, he saw a black line, which was a human wall composed of thousands of knights.
The war horses were neighing, the earth was shaking, and the black tide divided the world into two, with the golden-red sky above and the brown-black earth below.
The black tide is getting closer and closer, becoming clearer and clearer.
Danji could clearly see the lances in their hands, the swords at their waists, their indifferent expressions, and the smoke rising under their horses' hooves.
The sound of horse hooves sounded like a giant stepping.
In the boundless black tide, he saw the knight riding the dragon blood horse at a glance.
The tall knight held an extra-long iron lance upright, sitting upright on the saddle, hiding his face under the mask, and was half a body taller than the person next to him.
Danji laughed out loud.
No matter how he looked at it, the human wall looked like the wall of a mill, and the tall knight looked so much like the waterwheel he crashed into.
Yeah, like the waterwheel he crashed into.
Danji lowered his head, and Black William snorted crisply.
He has never accomplished anything in his life.
Go to the competitive competition and lose ten consecutive games in the knight competition.
Going to do chivalry, all the clothes were taken off, and he went naked to ask for help.
He was a joke everywhere he went.
After so many years, Danji wants to retire, but before that, he can do one last thing.
The only thing that still proves that he is a knight.
The only thing that still proves the existence of knights.
Raising his head, Danji's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and unreasonable anger burned through every inch of flesh and blood, almost cracking the corners of his eyes.
He was never so angry when he fell into the pit, was never so angry when he was stripped naked, and was never so angry when everyone laughed at him.
For the first time in his life, he was so angry that he didn't care.
When the knights of the Order charged, he opened his mouth wide and let out an unprecedented roar:
"The Grand Master of the Holy Grail Knights of the Papal State, Danji Alfonso· Hurd, here!”
The knight who once charged towards the waterwheel proudly raised his head and raised his lance, standing in front of the human wall of knights.
Hidden in the billowing smoke were 2,700 fully armed extraordinary knights.
The knight who once charged towards the waterwheel had only the hills rising on both sides as his allies.
Pointing his lance at the robbers, the waterwheel knight confidently, with his head held high and extremely proud, let out a deafening roar:
"You damn robbers, if you want those If you want to save someone's life, come on! "Come and break my spine! Cut off my head!"
"Before this -"
"You can't even think of taking a step from here!"
(End of this chapter)