Troubled by worries, troubled by everything, busy.
Running around for fame, wandering for profit, hurt.
It wasn't until the day before the expedition, when his squire Todd asked Carlos what to do with the broken [Bonigoto Phantom Dancer] while packing, that Carlos remembered that he had defaulted on a promise that he had not fulfilled.
No matter how intense the emotion is, it cannot compete with the wash of time. The emotion that was as strong as bitter wine at the beginning has become indifferent and tasteless in the face of the annoying things, the important things, and the piles of troubles. .
It wasn't until he stroked the sword that had been with him for many years that Carlos remembered that he still owed Aslan an explanation.
Originally, he only informed the participants who had experienced that battle to send warmth to the widows of his old comrades, but Carlos found that he had underestimated his own influence, as well as the appeal of chivalry and heroic sentiments.
On the eve of the expedition, those who should be prepared have already been prepared, and those who are not prepared will not be ready even if the army sets off. More than 400 idle noble knights followed Carlos to Aslan's widow's residence.
In a small manor outside Alteran City, although the young Paladin did not give his sweetheart a grand wedding, he spent all his money to decorate a love nest for his little family.
A four-and-a-half-year-old girl was beating a scarecrow tied with linen with a small wooden sword. The huge crowd frightened the little girl. She ran into the house shouting "Mom, Mom", and a pink-haired girl ran into the house. The young woman with hair holding the little girl's hand came out.
Fuck. Aslan is not worthy of sympathy. This girl is not even sixteen years old, and her daughter is already so old!
Although I was distracted for a moment. Carlos quickly collected his divergent thoughts.
"I have met Your Majesty, sir."
Pink-haired girl... Although the young woman is dressed plainly, her etiquette is very standardized, and she can tell at a glance that she has an aristocratic appearance from an extraordinary family.
"Lux Klein?"
Carlos's left cheek twitched slightly unnaturally.
"Your Majesty, you shouldn't have come. His Excellency the Grand Duke has reduced our family's taxes for five years and paid out pensions. What will you make other soldiers who sacrificed their lives for the country think? Aslan has always wanted to do something without A flawless knight of integrity. Now that he is gone, protecting his name is the only thing I can do, so please go back, Your Majesty."
We haven’t gotten to the point yet. He was pushed back by the girl in front of him, but Carlos was said to have no temper.
"I want to give you a benefit, you can't refuse."
Not knowing how to respond for a moment, Carlos uttered a classic quote from the Godfather.
"Aslan is a noble person, an upright person, a person who has escaped from vulgar taste, a person who sacrifices himself for the spirit of chivalry and justice and truth. His only selfish intention is to win the title of countess for you. .Although I can't give Aslan a county, I will give you the status of a countess. This will fulfill Aslan's wish."
Despite her tough words, Lux couldn't help but shed tears.
He eloped with Aslan without the blessing of his family. I am only a half-year-old child, but I have to raise my daughter. It would be a lie to say that I am not bitter. Being able to get the king's promise and blessing is naturally great for her children, and it is naturally great for her own situation. The girl who has always pretended to be strong finally couldn't help but cry.
"Thank you, Your Majesty. Thank you all."
"Mom, why are you crying?"
The little girl didn't understand what was going on and had a puzzled look on her face.
"Because I'm happy. What's your name?"
Carlos crouched down. He asked with what he thought was a kind expression.
"My name is Raven, Raven Sara. Uncle, your face is too big and blocks my sun."
The little girl was not afraid of strangers and said in a crisp voice.
What a naughty kid.
For a moment, Carlos felt that the tragic atmosphere was ruined by Wuji's childlike words.
After hesitating for a moment, Carlos took the package from the attendant, opened it and spread it on the ground.
"Uncle Big Face, what is this?"
The little girl asked, biting her finger.
"Your Majesty, don't get angry with children, you damn girl, call your Majesty!"
Lux was also made to lose her temper by her daughter, and she smiled awkwardly to smooth things over.
"This is your father's last... gift. A gift left to you, a fragment... of a long sword that is destined to be remembered because of your father's feats."
When Carlos said these words, he thought of the man who left his back without hesitation and the forgotten hurt. He felt his heart was blocked and his words were intermittent.
"Why did my father leave me a pile of fragments? Why didn't my father give them to me personally? What about others?"
When Lux heard her daughter's question, she couldn't help crying again, but Carlos was distracted again.
How can a little girl over four years old come up with such clear logic? Are you wearing the same clothes?
But facing that clear gaze, Carlos could only sigh.
Carlos put his big hand on Raven's head and rubbed it twice, successfully messing up the little girl's braid, and Carlos stood up.
"The day the broken sword is reforged, the day the knight returns."
Leaving behind the white lies, the blessing of the Holy Light, and his own purse, the king of Alterac left deeply after giving up his wish.
With the king's example taking the lead, all the knights and paladins left their blessings and money bags.
At this time, the Paladins did not fully understand the sanctifying effect of the Holy Light, nor did they understand that although the long sword of epic quality was broken into pieces, as a holy relic, with an astonishing number of blessings and admiration, it had become a holy relic. change.
When all the mourners left, Lux was busy packing her money bags and sorting out the numbers, leaving her young daughter in the yard.
Although she didn't understand what that sentence meant, the little girl felt that if so many people said the same thing to her, it must be a good thing.
Holding the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, he discovered that the broken sword, which looked heavy, was much lighter than expected.
"The day the broken sword is reforged, the day dad returns!"
The child was very playful. After shouting the slogan in a cool manner, the fragments shining with runes automatically returned to their places and reintegrated into a complete sword.
"Huh? Wow! Cool!!!"
Although it only lasted for a moment, and the sword broke into pieces again, the young Raven became very interested in the hero named his father.
On the way back to the city, Carlos's thoughts were misty and distant.
But slowly, names popped out of the corners of my thoughts one by one, becoming clearer and clearer.
Aslan. Prayers.
Lux Klein.
Raven Sara?
Why is Aslan’s daughter named Sarah?
Forget it, changing the surname in Azeroth is not a big deal anyway, I won’t pursue this for now, Raven Sala, Raven Sala?
Carlos always felt like he had heard this name somewhere, and felt that this little girl would become a great person in the future! (To be continued)
ps: The big eyes are so cute, don’t criticize him.
Well, the author is quite cute, and he also told me that I am a fan of it.
The thing is like this. On the one hand, I have been busy with serious work these past two days, and on the other hand, my grandma has recovered and been discharged from the hospital, and my grandpa has been hospitalized again. No matter where I am, I am the eldest grandson, and I have to go to the hospital.
When things come together, nothing can be undone without human intervention.
But the audience is so supportive, how could the author not be there anymore, right?
Slowly, slowly again, it breaks out at the beginning of the month (licking my face, the old debt is settled, the new debt is easy to talk about, easy to talk about).
