Chapter 84 It’s just interest [First order requested] (Third update)
Using a shovel to dig a hole on the hillside, Horn drank wine and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Although Prince Condai has already erected a tomb for Danji, Horn felt that this might not be what Danji liked.
Horn took out a spoon from his pocket: "This was originally my holy relic, but now it has become your holy relic."
Throwing the spoon into the pit, Huo En shoveled the soil back again.
After inserting the fir tombstone in front of the grave, Horn patted the dirt on his hands, took two steps back, and nodded with satisfaction.
Siting down on the spot, Horn took another sip of wine. The mead was so sweet that it turned bitter.
In everyone’s eyes, Danji just didn’t catch up or was injured and was picked up by the church.
Except for himself, who can know his bravery?
He died to protect these villagers, but Horn could not tell the villagers.
Those villagers didn't even know that Tangi protected them.
Danji has been depressed and cowardly all his life, but Horn cannot speak of his most heroic moment.
No one knows, only a few people like Horn know.
But if you want to tell the truth, then the lie of the Knight Walking Competition has been exposed.
When the common people realize that they are really fighting against the church, can they still unite and move forward wholeheartedly?
So what’s the point of Danji’s death?
Horn's heart was pounding, maybe because he drank too much, but he really couldn't breathe.
Holding the wine, he walked to Danji's tomb and poured the wine in his hand in front of the wooden sign.
After being silent for a while, Horn slowly spoke:
“Brother Danji, let me be honest with you, you and I both know what our Papal State is like.”
"To put it bluntly, it is just a cover. I use it as a cover to deceive people."
"You all asked me to create a fair country that does not need knights, but I have never thought about it. "I am very confident, but I am also very ordinary. I firmly believe that I can achieve great things, but not to that extent."
“You think highly of me.”
“There is no Papal State, and there is no country of ours.”
"After this journey is over, I will leave Qianhe Valley."
"I lied to them and said that my mother had seen you in heaven and that your glory was recognized."
"But that's a lie. I'm neither the descendant of Myrcella nor a chosen pope. I'm just, just..."
"I'm different from you, I'm just A liar."
"Maybe others don't know, maybe no one knows, but I know, I can remember, you are a real hero."
The clouds in the night sky blocked all light, and Danji's tombstone did not answer Horn's words.
It seemed that everything was in darkness, except for the candlestick in Horn's hand, which emitted a fluffy light and enveloped them both.
"Only I know..."
Horn lowered his head and muttered like he was dreaming.
If the Papal State is fake, in other words, Danji's achievements will almost never be recognized.
In everyone's eyes, he was still the knight who rushed into the waterwheel.
Horn raised his head.
It was clear that dark clouds covered the moon, but the moonlight on the tombstone seemed to be burning.
Holding his knees, he stood up.
He walked down the mountain, faster and faster, and he didn't even have time to pick up the windproof cloak he was wearing when it was blown away.
He threw the candlestick away, he ran, he slid right down the hillside.
Through the fence of the camp and across the ditch on the ground, Horn rushed into Sissi's tent.
"Sissi, where is my bow?"
"Still adjusting..."
Grabbed the big bow from Sissi's hand and put it He put it on his back and grabbed a short spear. Horn strode out of the camp, picked up a horse and climbed up.
The horse's hoofs flew through the mud, jolting Horn who was lying on its back.
Horn had never ridden a horse a few times, so he could only clumsily hug the horse's neck and run wildly toward the west hillside.
The night was thick and he could not see anything, he could only distinguish the general direction.
The stupid horse braked, and Horn fell off it.
His forehead was rubbed with blood on the ground, and his knees and elbows were bruised.
But Horn still didn't stop. He staggered up and took steps hard.
Hurry, run quickly.
As if someone was urging him, Horn was running wildly no matter what was in front of him.
The world is dry black, the ground is like the back of a giant beast, and the knotted fluff and hard hair rub against his ankles.
Horn was still running. He climbed up the hillside and accidentally slipped down. His clothes and knees were torn, but he was still running.
He didn't dare to stop.
Walking through the hillside, Horn could only see bushes and branches that were receding.
Landing on all fours, dragging the vines awkwardly, Horn dug his fingers into the soil and finally climbed up the hillside. He rolled and crawled to the edge of the cliff.
For Horn, it is just a small hillside, but for the people under the cliff, it is towering into the clouds.
The night was as dark as a thick fog, but you could still see the erected corner of the tent.
Under the cliff, at the bottom of the canyon, there are a few faint lights floating, which is the camp of Prince Condai.
"Condai!!!"
Horn roared towards the canyon.
“Kong Dai!!!”
"Kong Dai! You bastard of a Japanese goat!"
"Listen to me!"
The farmer carrying a big bow stood on the high cliff.
"One day, I will become the biggest man in this land!"
The farmer shouted at the top of his lungs, his body was covered with dirt and grass blades, and the nails on his ten fingers The cracks are filled with soil.
In the camp at the foot of the mountain in the distance, a few lights were lit.
“One day, I will let everyone know that Danji is a fearless brave man!”
“One day, I will sacrifice your head in front of Danji’s tomb! "
"Even if you hide in the ends of the earth, I will find you. I swear, even if you die, I will dig you out!"
I grabbed it from the ground and brought it up! Horn held both ends of the two-meter short spear and slammed it on his knee, trying to break it.
Unfortunately, he tried it two or three times, but it had no effect except for swollen knees.
He had no choice but to get one end of the short spear stuck in the crack of a stone, and kicked it several times before breaking it.
Pantling, he limped to the edge of the cliff and placed half of the short spear on the big bow that was half as long as his body.
“This arrow is just interest!”
“I swear!”
When Horn loosened the string, the softened orichalcum instantly regained its hardness.
The bow string flicked, and the strong wind brought up even rolled up a small vortex in the air, and he could even hear the scream of the short spear.
He just let go of his hand, and the short spear disappeared from Horn's sight.
The first time he shot an arrow, Horn couldn't even control where it went.
Looking at the thick night, the sound of the wind as the arrow disappeared seemed to still be echoing.
The canyon was empty, as if Horn had never said anything just now.
The lights that were originally on gradually dimmed again.
“Hehehehahahaha.”
The dizziness after opening the bow came, and Horn sat slumped on the ground with his legs spread apart, as if he had sobered up, laughing at himself. stand up.
What's the use?
But this is all I can do.
Don’t worry, there is no need for the so-called Papal State. After I become famous, I can regain your honor.
Putting his big bow on his back, Horn bared his teeth and limped slowly down the mountain.
…………
“Your Highness, Your Highness!”
Prince Condai covered the firelight with his hands and narrowed his eyes: "What's wrong? Is he the one who called my fiefdom my name?"
Standing behind the two soldiers, a groom was covered in blood. Trembling, his teeth were chattering: "You, you... you..."
Sitting up, Prince Condai pushed away the two soldiers, lowered his head and stood in front of the groom: "What's wrong? ”
“Your horse is dead”
When Prince Kongdai arrived at the stable, his dragon-blooded horse was already lying on its side, dying.
He walked forward slowly and held the dragon blood horse's head with his trembling hands.
Dragon-blooded horses can only emit a dying cry of "咴咴".
Half of the short spear passed through its back, waist and abdomen from its buttocks, and opened its belly. Undigested Black William's flesh, blood and organs were flowing out along the wound.
“What’s going on?” Prince Condai’s voice trembled along with his hands.
"Your horse was shot to death by a short spear..."
"I know." Prince Condai gritted his teeth and asked, "I mean, where did this short spear come from? Is there someone on the cliff firing a ballista?"
"No, no, I don’t know, we had arranged everything well, and your horse was sleeping soundly, but that short spear suddenly fell from the sky, and I didn’t have time to react. When we found out..."
"Ah ah. ——”
The iron hand fell on the groom’s face with an afterimage.
The groom's head turned on his neck two and a half times before stopping. He took a step forward, then took a step back, and fell heavily to the ground.
PS has reached its limit. Let me see if I can code another chapter after eating
(End of this chapter)
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