When the last round of dinner was over, everyone was given a piece of roasted suckling pig. The skin was crispy and the meat was oily and tender. It was the first time for Chen Yi to taste so many spices.
Thanks to the pagan pilgrimage day, the castle generates a lot of tax revenue for more than a month every year, so the routine banquets become more luxurious every year.
After the dinner, Chen Yi stayed in the hall, waiting for Baron Atai to settle down the lords and nobles and bid farewell to the squire documents.
Baron Atai returned to the hall. He called Chen Yi over. In order to stay awake, he drank much less than usual. He bent down and borrowed a fire from the fireplace to light the torch.
"Let's go to the warehouse."
Chen Yi nodded and stood up, followed the baron into the inner courtyard of the castle, passed two small suspension bridges, and walked to the school grounds. Baron Atai stopped and held up a torch to identify the location. Because of the market, most of the guards in the castle were sent there. Patrolling the streets. There was a neighing sound, and there was a stable next to it, and the smell of horses overflowed.
"This way." Baron Artest said.
After walking past the stable, he took out the key to the warehouse. In the row of wooden warehouses, the weapons warehouse was at the end.
Unscrewing the door lock, Baron Artai led Chen Yi inside. There were sword holders, halberds and halberd stands, and weapons were classified into different categories. Chen Yi glanced slightly and saw a hand sword, a chain-head hammer, a crow's peck, etc. There are several types of weapons, which are very rich by the standards of a baron.
Baron Artai walked to the innermost part of the armory and pulled out a long wooden box. He touched it lightly with his fingers covered in dust. After distinguishing the logo on it under the firelight, he presented it to Chen Yi's face.
"Child, this is your uncle's sword." He said as he stuffed the torch into the iron torch holder on the wall.
Chen Yi took the long wooden box and put it on the ground. Baron Artai handed over a key.
The key was inserted into the keyhole and turned, Chen Yi opened the wooden box.
Among the yellow and brown wheat straw, a long and narrow sword lay quietly inside.
Even though the sword body is covered in dust, it is still a gorgeous light silver under the firelight. The weight ball is dark gray. The blood groove extending from the cross sword pattern to the sword edge is beautiful and smooth. The blade is long and straight at first glance, and thin. Observing carefully, Chen Yi saw the slightly concave arc in the middle of the sword body, like a well-proportioned beauty's waist. He was amazed. It was not the first time he had seen it, but it had indeed been many years since he had seen it.
"I think you know its name: the steadfastness of the world." Baron Artest said fondly: "But you may not know its previous name."
"Previous name?" Chen Yi raised his head and asked.
Baron Artai paused and wiped the dust from the sword grid with his sleeve, "Here it is."
Looking down, he saw that it was the real Awen. Chen Yi tried to read: "...taboo?"
"Remember how to pronounce that word in Kexi language." Baron Artai said meaningfully.
"Taboo...Haide" Chen Yi recited again, opened his eyes wide and said: "Hedwig?"
"Yes, your cousin. This is not his first sword, but it was forged after his daughter was born." Baron Atai said, and then added: "His first sword is the name of his wife. That’s your aunt, Melissa.”
Chen Yi touched the name on the sword grid, which was painted with gold paint, which seemed to symbolize her soft blond hair.
One can imagine the significance of Hedwig to the Pune family.
As for why he changed his name, needless to say, Chen Yi also knew it.
Hedwig passed away.
The later name: Earthly Constancy, which means that Uncle Raymond has devoted himself to the gods since then.
"Pick it up and try waving it." Baron Artest said.
Chen Yi put his palm on the hilt of the sword, took a deep breath, picked it up, held the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, stepped back a few steps, to a slightly open position, and swung down simply, feeling the sharpness that seemed to cut through the air, and the palms of his hands were excited Sweat stained the sword hilt with dust.
Tabu, or Hedwig, is a sword made of unknown steel. It is light and sharp. The length is shorter than ordinary long swords, so it is not only suitable for both hands, but can also be wielded with a little more effort when held in one hand.
Baron Artest stood up at this time and suggested: "I have to tell you, I hope you will not have the opportunity to swing your sword, and I also hope you will not have personal vendettas with others. After all, you have not been trained as a knight."
With that said, Baron Artai found a cowhide scabbard. Chen Yi took it and put the taboo in it.
Baron Artest took a deep breath, "I mean, if you are willing to become a knight, it is not too late to train now."
Chen Yi clutched the long sword.
Knight, what a great honor it is for civilians.
In the entire barony, there are more than 2,000 peasant households and only 16 knights.
And this is far better than ordinary baronies. After all, not every barony happens to be located on a pilgrimage road.
"Sorry...Baron, I'm afraid I can't carry out knight training for the time being." After hesitation, Chen Yi refused.
Based on the current situation, since Christopher ascended to heaven, new changes have taken place above the sea of clouds. He still needs to continue to explore the kingdom of God, mysticism, and study ancient sayings.
The arrival of Oude from the Temple of Misery made Chen Yi even more wary.
Even now, he still couldn't get rid of the doubts. Chen Yi felt that he should be nervous. Resurrection Town, his kingdom of God, was already being targeted by others.
And that witchcraft manuscript has definitely appeared in Resurrection Town.
In fact, Chen Yi plans to go to the Kingdom of God tonight to deduce the future of the town again.
"Okay, I respect your choice." Baron Artai didn't expect Chen Yi to refuse. He was stunned, and then said slowly.
............
There was no curfew tonight, but guards patrolling the streets could be seen everywhere. After bidding farewell to the baron, Chen Yi held the taboo in his arms and wiped it with water in the castle.
After unlocking the door at home, Chen Yi walked straight into the house.
"Hedwig." Chen Yi shouted.
Sister, she walked out of the bedroom and saw Chen Yi lighting the rush lantern and holding something in his hand.
"You're back, brother? What are you holding?"
Turning around, Chen Yi smiled and said, "Hedwig."
"What Hedwig...am I not standing here?" She scratched her temples and asked in confusion.
"Hedwig is Hedwig."
Hedwig was confused. She felt that her brother meant this and said, "What? You must be fooling me again."
After hearing what she said, Chen Yi put the sword directly on the dining table without any hesitation.
In the light of the fire, Chen Yi saw Hedwig. Her sister's eyes widened, she covered her mouth, and even her beautiful eyes were trembling.
"Dad's sword, the steadfastness of the world... you said it."
"Fool, that's why I said, Hedwig is Hedwig." Chen Yi smiled lovingly at her sister.
It was only then that Hedwig suddenly understood that her memory told her that this sword, its original name, was given to...herself.
I...are I really myself?
It should be called...the steadfastness of the world...
Hedwig lost consciousness for a moment.
No, I shouldn't. I should be immersed in joy at this time, capture that touch, return to that touching emotion, don't think too much, Hedwig, don't think too much.
Thinking about it this way,
Under the gentle light, she shed tears.
