Basically, the only people who knew the old knight were Kunsang, Nanding, and Nanamp. But none of the three were present.
The tea servant next to me heard the old knight talking like a brat, and the hand holding the tea was shaking! Oh my god, this is your Excellency!
The servant mixed some dry tea with sugar cubes and brought it to the old man. This kind of tea is produced in the Mediterranean and is made from dried fruit. It doesn't taste as sweet as Eastern tea, but it's not bad either.
Mixed with special sugar cubes, it has a unique taste. The old knight was a man of the world, older than Oran's father, and had served as a knight in Charlemagne's eldest court after his death.
Later... the girl next to the old knight was tall and thin, always lowering her head and looking at the ground.
It had been like this since she came in. Oran looked over and saw that there was nothing on the ground. This meant that the girl was timid or docile.
Hot tea, fried noodles, and fragrant soft bread were served again. When Oran didn't see them, they were worn out, had traveled a long distance, and smelled bad.
No one takes it seriously, so they don’t get food. Now the cook is back on the job, and soon the hot soup will be on the table.
The old knight's face has sunken and he is at least twice as old as he was more than ten years ago. After Oran expanded its power and began to contact the Franks, it also looked for relatives on the maternal side.
In this era, it is always easier to use people with close bloodline. The Vijay family is thin. If there are Frank nobles on the maternal side who can recruit or contact them, it would be a good choice.
But later Oran found out that almost all of the people on the maternal side also died due to palace intrigues and disasters.
In this way, the old knight became one of the few elders still alive in the world.
"Today, you can call me whatever you want. Remember, it's only today, old man."
"You brat, that's a real honor for me." The old knight was not afraid of the heat and used his fingers to open the roasted lamb chops and inhale the spices on them.
His fingers were dirty and there was mud inside his nails, but he didn't care and sucked them into his mouth.
"You are too old to fight anymore. What do you want to prove? If you really want to compete with young people, I will help you win. Hundreds or thousands of people will participate in the battle, and I can guarantee your top ten position."
"Why, you can also control the tournament."
"You have been away for too many years. Times have changed. The old thing can't do anything except birth, old age, illness and death. I can intervene in everything else."
"It's really scary." The old man ate quickly and called the girl to join him. But the girl didn’t dare, the old man explained,
"I have many children. The one who inherited the territory rebelled with me and was killed by Louis the Pious. The other illegitimate children were scattered everywhere. I rebuilt a manor in Frank and found one of the illegitimate children, who was the father of this girl. I wanted him to Inherited, but he died many years ago, and this girl was raised like a dog by an alcoholic mother. She is probably old. I saw many miserable situations when I was young and was not sad, but this time, I cried." The old knight ate again. A plate of meat, hands and face are all oily.
"I killed several more people after that, including the local security militia and a police officer. After hiding for several years, I couldn't hide anymore, so I came to you to take refuge." Years of worry and fear made the girl feel uneasy even when she reached a safe place. His whole body was shaking, and his hands and feet were covered with scars.
The old man's illegitimate granddaughter, even if it's a relationship, this girl is also a distant relative of his.
"You speak, otherwise she won't dare to move." After the old knight finished speaking, Oran replied,
"Eat until you get tired of seeing all this food." The girl finally plucked up the courage, took the plate, squatted in a corner, and turned her back to Oran.
"If you eat like this, even if you hit her, she will still be able to eat several more mouthfuls. I have tried, but I can't change this habit." In just a few words, the old knight put the girl's experience on paper.
"If you are a king, you should be kind to your subjects. Many people will never experience the warmth of the sun in their lives."
"Old man, I haven't seen you for a few years. Are you hanging out with Greeks and making love jokes? You should be an actor." Olan shook his arm. The girl felt the movement and took a big mouthful of food to speed up her food intake, filling her entire mouth. Fill up.
The vegetable leaves stuck to my face and I had a hard time swallowing. She looks even worse than when Titan was eating! People can be so despicable.
Eat it up quickly, or you may not have another meal. The girl protected the food and looked at Oran Shadow. The candlelight in the camp lengthened Oran's shadow.
She didn't dare to look into Olan's eyes, so she judged from the length of the shadow whether she should rush to protect her grandpa. Grandpa protected himself several times before, and the bones in his body were broken.
"When I was young, I secretly went to the Holy City to fight those pagans. At that time, I thought I would never grow old in this life... Now, I am old and useless. Can you help me take care of her?"
"It's very expensive to raise a person. If you teach me for four months, I will pay you back forty years. Forty years for each person. You can go to heaven early and give her the rest of your years." The girl had blond hair and dirty facial features. can not see clearly.
"How old is it?" Oran asked.
"Fifteen or sixteen years old."
"You have fleas all over your body. Go and wash it off." Before Oran stood up and left, the old knight took out a large bunch of leather papers from his sleeves.
These are all the Frank map materials he recorded in the past few years. He knew these things were valuable and he didn't like freeloading, so he gave these to Oran.
"Everything about Frank in my mind belongs to you, feel free to ask me." After a few glances, it was not difficult to obtain these maps for Oran, it just took some time.
Before he walked out, he replied to the old man from behind,
"You are a good teacher. If you live for two more years, you can help me educate Edward." Then, the blanket was pulled down.
Servants came in, lit incense candles to repel mosquitoes, and brought soft cushions. The girl could finally lie down in a safe place and spend the night.
In the same season, the sky in England is warmer than in Frankfurt. The girl slept until morning, when suddenly someone broke in, took off her dirty clothes, wrapped them in linen, and carried them out.
Soon, the girl was thrown into the vat. She received full care from the maids! They used long brushes, towels, fine cloths, soap oil, and milk to clean her body.
Her mouth was opened and she was forced to drink clean water and chew something to cleanse her breath. It tasted good! She drank it down.
"You can't drink it!" After a few more sips, the girl drank it anyway... Nian Hu's hair was quickly cut off with scissors, leaving her with a crew cut, like a tomboy.
It was not until the sorting was completed that he was brought to Oran. Her real name is
"Shu'an". Olan didn't change his name and let her keep it. The old man came in and was very satisfied to see his granddaughter's new look.
"Your Excellency, when the competition is over, I will help you get in touch with those nobles." The old man's name was very long, but Oran used to call him Mann.
What he calls great nobles refers to those noble families who are on the wrong side after the death of Charlemagne and a series of infighting among the nobles in the kingdom, resulting in the division of the country.
There are also bloodlines from the royal family among them. Oran is now connected to the official royal family, but having a few more friends wouldn't be a bad thing, and he might one day be able to intervene in the civil war.
Today, the old man started using honorifics. Oran agreed with his idea and asked the old man to join his plan.
Give preferential treatment to your own people. Oran asked someone to fetch a list of names, which were densely packed with names of the knights who had signed up, including their birthplace, age, and experience.
As the organizer, Olan has the inside track on different competition events. If the old man wants to compete with a horse and a gun, his opponent will be an unknown person for several rounds.
Oran's name is also on it. As Dawn, his opponents are all his own. This is the most stable control.
If you want to win with a few moves, just use a few moves to win. A good name can make the event full of vitality and become a topic of conversation after dinner.
On the last day to the last day, Oran decided on the name. The history of Unsa records that in the summer of 871 A.D., a contest took place at Repton.
Full name: England Premier League, abbreviation: Premier League. This was an unexpected grand event, which would also affect the competition and development of the European Catholic countries in the future.
