Chapter 240: Ordinary People Who Dream of Becoming a Knight ~ Qiuyue
Chapter 240 Ordinary people who dream of becoming knights (please subscribe~please vote~)
Hoddis, who had gray hair on his temples and an old face, was wearing a brown linen gown and was sitting in the corner eating his dinner.
Large chunks of potatoes and a few beef cubes are the main course.
A glass of water and two slices of bread were all that was left.
Out of place!
Regardless of clothing.
Or the food you eat.
Hordis was incompatible with the well-dressed Fabol nobles in the restaurant, who were enjoying exquisite and luxurious food, as if a commoner suddenly broke into the palace.
Even the Fabol nobles who had already known Hordis's style could not help but look at the branch leader of the 'Rose Knights' at this moment.
Curiosity, surprise, and deep compassion.
If it wasn't Dirkmer, Hodis would be different, right?
Everyone thinks so.
Involuntarily, he looked at Hodith even more.
Under the gaze of many eyes, Hodis did not change at all. He used a spoon to crush the soft boiled potatoes into a puree, then mixed the beef cubes into it. After stirring quickly with the spoon, the mashed potatoes and beef cubes were ready.
Potato and beef meatballs are formed.
Hoddis scooped one of them up with a spoon and put it in his mouth.
A slight smile appeared on the face that shouldn't be old.
It is stomach satisfaction.
After all these years, only at this moment could he feel a trace of satisfaction.
Even the simplest food gave him enough comfort.
"Hodis!"
While shouting softly, Dortnil Mag suddenly appeared.
Looking at the eldest son of the Tulip family in front of him, Hodis was startled.
"Good evening, Lord Mag."
Hodith respectfully greets.
"You don't have to be so polite, Hoddis, have you forgotten the first time you called me 'Dot'?"
The eldest son of the Tulip family tried to use memories to close the distance between the two parties.
However, it's basically useless.
Hoddis remained respectful.
"It's not the same, Lord Mag."
The eldest son of the Tulip family stared at Hodis in front of him. It was difficult for him to connect this respectful... no, not just respectful, but already a bit timid man, with the amazing and talented man back then.
Not only does he look old.
My heart is also getting old.
The once gifted young man has now completely transformed into a middle-aged man overwhelmed by the burden of life.
"Did those setbacks really have such a big impact on you?"
The eldest son of the Tulip family asked slightly unwillingly.
"Is it still important?"
Hodith smiled.
Full of helplessness.
"I can help you, this guy Dirkmo..."
Buzz!
Just when the eldest son of the Tulip family wanted to say something, a sudden roar and vibration came from far and near. Although due to the distance, it had become very slight by the time it reached the ship, but the eldest son of the Tulip family and the people in the restaurant
Many people have noticed it.
Some of the Fabol nobles immediately walked out quickly to investigate the situation.
After a while, the person who inquired about the information came back.
Dirkmo is dead!
After hearing the news, the Fabol nobles in the restaurant had different expressions.
Most of them are surprises.
A small number of them are accidents.
Only Hodis, who was sitting there, had a trace of sadness on his face.
The eldest son of the Tulip family saw such sadness, but at this time, he couldn't care about Hodis.
He appears here to win over Hodis.
Relying on Hodis's reputation in the "Rose Knights", he drew the power of this knightly order to the Tulip family, but the death of Dirkmer disrupted his plan.
Not bad.
But good.
Well done Dirkmo!
Although it will cost you something, it is worth it!
He can attack the accompanying members of the "Rose Knight" more directly!
And Hodith?
It's not important anymore.
"Hodes, I'm sorry, I have to leave."
"Dilkemo's assassination of Goethe will arouse the anger of the Grand Duke of the North. I must calm the anger of the Grand Duke - otherwise, we may not be able to leave the North."
The eldest son of the Tulip family stood up and apologized.
Hoddis shook his head and made a gesture of invitation to the eldest son of the Tulip family.
Watching the departing figure of the eldest son of the Tulip family, the sadness on Hodis's face became even more intense.
Because, he heard the discussions about Dirkmo by the people around him.
Not only is it terrible, but it's also a complete disaster.
What everyone is more interested in is: the lady Goethe brought with him was not Margareta Marg.
Looking at the excitement on the faces of the nobles around him, Hodis sighed.
He is not suitable here.
Your Majesty is right.
Fabol is ill.
A treatment is required.
A thorough treatment.
only……
Why was he chosen as the healer?
Thinking of this, Hodis stood up and walked towards his cabin - as one of the branch leaders of the 'Rose Knights', Hodis had a separate cabin.
However, it is the smallest among all individual cabins.
It's not being targeted.
It was Hodith himself who asked for it.
A living room that is too large will make him feel more and more uneasy.
Hodith took off his linen robe.
He put on his knight's armor.
He slung his sword at his waist.
He raised his hand and picked up a knight's gun.
A small nameplate was hung on his chest.
It read: Hodis.
Hodith raised his hand and touched the clear name.
"Everything will end, right?"
"It will all be over!"
"Everything will be fine, right?"
"Everything will be fine!"
During the self-questioning and answering, Hodith's suppressed pain made his voice tremble, even if he wanted to make himself firmer through the self-questioning and answering.
But it can't be done.
He could no longer look directly into his heart.
traitor.
This is the position he gave himself.
He betrayed too many people.
because……
He was loyal to Faber VII.
As a knight, there is nothing wrong with being loyal to your king, but as a knight, because you are loyal to your king, you frame your students and friends, pushing the other party into the abyss step by step...
Is this the right thing to do?
Hodith didn't know.
He asks himself this every night.
But from beginning to end, no answer was obtained.
now?
Same thing.
Hodith stood in front of the mirror, looking at the increasingly unfamiliar version of himself in the mirror. He unconsciously pulled out an ugly smile, put on his helmet, turned around and walked out of the cabin.
…
Dortnir Mag was sitting in the reception room, the anger on his face dissipated without a trace as Simlei Ke and Enmlei Ke left.
Negotiation.
No matter how much you agree with it from the bottom of your heart, you still have to show off.
The secret technique of ‘Fire Sword Qi Tornado’?
He doesn't feel bad about the Rose family.
500w gold grams?
The Tulip family wanted to pay, which made Dortniel Marg feel a little embarrassed.
For this layout, the Tulip family spent a lot of money.
Spend another 5 million gold grams?
That would really be a stretch.
But, it's worth it!
At least, the eldest son of the Tulip family can be sure that if he pays 5 million gold grams in exchange for the safety of the group, he will win the favor of more people, including those members of the "Rose Knights".
Even if it's not at the group leader level.
But as long as you are a member of the "Rose Knights", it is worth wooing.
After all, these ordinary members are not the same person.
He also has parents and relatives.
These people are the cornerstone of Fabol's middle and lower classes.
It is also what the tulip family needs.
Just when Dortnil Mag was thinking about the specific operation——
Tap tap tap!
Undisguised footsteps appeared in the corridor outside the door, followed immediately by a knock on the door.
Boom, boom, boom!
"Come in."
Dortnil Mag sat up straight.
When Hoddis, dressed in armor, walked in, the eldest son of the Tulip family was stunned.
He glanced at the nameplate hanging on the armor, sensed the breath again, and confirmed that the person inside the armor was Hodis.
But precisely because it was Hodith, the eldest son of the Tulip family was even more puzzled.
"Hodith, what are you doing?"
He spoke to test him.
"Loyal Lord!"
Hoddis took a deep breath and replied.
Immediately, Dortnil Mag came back to his senses.
"You choose to be loyal to Imos?"
"Is it Moss who asked you to stay with Dirkmo?"
"The failure of your second awakening was also a disguise?"
The eldest son of the Tulip family is seeking more information.
"My allegiance is always to Your Majesty."
Hodith replied.
It's brief, but enough for Dortnil Mag to understand most things.
Although there are still some questions, they are not important anymore.
The eldest son of the Tulip family looked at Hodis, who was boiling with fighting spirit, and stood up.
"Here?"
"Here!"
"A knight's duel?"
"A knight's duel!"
After a question and answer, the eldest son of the Tulip family walked aside and picked up a knight's gun - the 'Tulip Knights' were disbanded when the Rose family came to power, but this does not mean that the heirs of the Tulip family will not be familiar with knightly duels.
.
The two stood face to face, raising their respective knight spears upright.
"My armor..."
"I don't need armor."
As soon as Hodis finished speaking, he was interrupted by Dortnil Mag.
Although Dortnir Mag said this, for the sake of fairness, Hodis still took off his helmet and armor.
He chooses fairness.
But just when Hodis was taking off his armor, Dortnil Mag teleported behind Hodis, swung the knight's gun in his hand and hit Hodis on the neck.
At the same time, don’t forget to say it in your mouth.
"Your style has long been outdated."
"To hell with your old dogma!"
Hodith's body trembled.
He couldn't help but fall into the situation when he first met Dortnil Mag -
When he was a boy, Dortnil Marg held his knight's spear high and charged face to face with Hoddis on his horse. The two passed each other and fell off their horses at the same time. The eldest son of the Tulip family lying on the ground curled his lips and said insincerely.
.
'knight?'
'Old stuff.'
'but……'
'Very handsome.'
'A knight is not handsome, but loyal and honorable!'
Hoddis, who is also a young man, emphasized.
'Hmm, loyalty and honor.'
'As my father said, the loyalty and honor of a tin can are a man's romance and...waste until death.'
The words of the eldest son of the Tulip family angered Hodis.
He stood up and struggled with the opponent.
More than once.
But ten times.
It's all a draw.
But every time, the eldest son of the Tulip family would choose the knight's duel method to fight him.
He thought it would be the same this time.
but……
Everything is different.
Bang!
Different from the wooden spear used in practice, the metal spear made entirely of metal hit Hodis heavily on the neck, but Dortnil Mag's expression changed drastically.
The touch feels wrong!
This shot didn't look like it had hit a mortal body.
It was more like hitting metal.
And when the eldest son of the Tulip family saw the dragon scales emerging from Hodis' neck, his expression changed again.
"Dragon Blood Warrior?"
"Have you ever taken dragon blood potion?"
"The person who took the dragon blood potion refined by the three captains of the 'Dragon Blood Knights' was not Dirkmo?"
"It's actually you?!"
Dortnir Mago exclaimed.
And the answer Hodis gave was a dragon roar——
roar!
The loud dragon roar shook the entire ship.
The power of a dragon, like the power of heaven, instantly enveloped Dortnir Mag.
The sudden trembling in his heart caused the teleportation of the eldest son of the Tulip family to fail in an instant.
Just a moment.
But for Hoddis, it was enough.
Clang!
The long sword at his waist was unsheathed.
The figure flashed and stood behind Dortnil Mag.
Dortnil Mag took two steps forward.
"Quick sword?"
"You haven't given up on the sword at all."
"You also hide the dragon's blood,"
"you……"
The eldest son of the Tulip family murmured in a low voice and subconsciously raised his hand to rub his neck.
puff!
As the blood surged, a blood arrow spurted out.
The eldest son of the Tulip family fell to the ground, his life flowing away rapidly.
Hodith, holding the sword in his hand, turned around, and the annoyance in his eyes became more intense. It was no longer just regret, but also mixed with a kind of confusion - confusion about his self-belief.
He lowered his head, looked at Dortnil Marg who fell to the ground, and said softly.
"Feel sorry."
"Oh?"
"Victors should not be so hypocritical."
Dortnil Mag covered his neck and sneered.
He knew he must die.
But he must die later.
He still has things to finish.
The next moment, a tall figure appeared in the field.
Looking at the figure that looked like a little giant, Dortnil Mag wanted to say hello elegantly, but he couldn't do it. His eyes had begun to blur.
But my sister can still see clearly.
"Brother?"
Margarida Mag looked at her brother lying in a pool of blood, and immediately teleported to Dortnil Mag, wanting to apply medicine to her brother.
"it's useless."
"I'm hopeless."
"The Tulip family is also finished - remember, you must marry Goethe. He is your only way to survive now, and it is also the last chance for the Tulip family!"
The eldest son of the Tulip family grabbed his sister's hand and spoke very quickly.
"I……"
"Promise me."
The palms of the eldest son of the Tulip family became harder and harder.
"I promise you."
Margarita Marge nodded.
Seeing his sister nodding, the eldest son of the Tulip family breathed a sigh of relief. His pupils began to dilate, but he still shouted with all his strength: "My murderer is Hodis. As the eldest son and heir of the Tulip family, I allow it.
My sister Margarida Margot married Goethe Wein!"
The cry was loud at first.
Then it became darker.
After Goethe's name was finally spoken, there was silence.
The eldest son of the Tulip family passed away.
"Brother!"
Margarita Margo cried out.
The Fabol nobles present were confused.
And Hodis, who was confronting Simlei Ke, suddenly changed his expression - the contract in his heart had received the order of Fabol VII.
It's very simple: kill everyone in the Tulip family!
Hodith looked at the crying Margarita Margo, and the hand holding the sword was trembling.
His knight's creed prevents him from taking action against those who have their backs turned to him.
Not to mention, she is a woman.
But he must obey his master's orders.
Also because of Knight's Creed.
what do I do?
Hodith asked himself.
Hoddis was confused, but others were not—several figures hidden in the crowd headed straight for Margarida Mag.
The second daughter of the Tulip family, who was crying bitterly, was completely unaware of it.
Clang!
Hodith's sword is unsheathed.
As fast as ever.
No!
Faster than just now!
His long sword shone like electricity, and the sword energy he brought up was like a strong wind, forcing those figures back!
"Hodis!"
Those figures shouted in shock and anger.
The fist that Simulai Ke had punched stopped abruptly in front of Hodis's back, but the power of blood and energy contained in it still made Hodis jump forward and almost fell down.
On the ground.
"you?"
Simley Ke looked at Hodis in confusion.
"I don't know why I do this."
The confusion in Hodith's eyes did not subside. Even though he was vomiting blood, he still felt at a loss.
Moreover, compared to before, Hodis was even more out of place at this time.
Not only did he violate the Knight's Creed.
Even the knight's creed that he adhered to at the end was lost.
Is he still a knight?
"Hodis, you traitor!"
At this time, the attacker, who had been captured by other Fabol nobles, yelled at Hodis.
"traitor?"
"Yes, I am a traitor."
"Betrayed his friends, students, teachers, even..."
"Own!"
Hodith's whole body trembled. He turned around and looked at Margarida Mag, who was still crying softly. When he was about to say something, Goethe had already appeared in front of him, blocking his view.
A look at Margarita Margo.
Hoddis smiled apologetically at Goethe.
"I'm sorry, Goethe, I didn't use my full strength in the previous battle. I insulted the honor of fighting."
Hoddis said and looked at his captured companions again.
In the end, he chose to activate the power of the contract.
"Your Majesty, I'm sorry."
He delivers the message.
"Dotniel, I'm sorry."
"Dilkemo, I'm sorry."
"And, Ms. Margo, I'm sorry."
After he said solemnly, he tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword. Under Goethe's vigilant gaze, Hoddis turned the hilt of the sword upside down, stabbed himself in the abdomen, and cut open most of his body.
He betrayed everything.
He is no longer a knight.
He has no face to live on.
He chose death.
Goethe frowned, and after confirming the other party's intention, he asked.
"Do you need my help?"
Hodith was so painful that his face was shaking, but Hodith shook his head.
He is atonement for his sins.
He doesn't deserve anyone's help.
But he still has a little extravagant hope.
"It's given to you."
"It deserves a better owner."
Hoddis handed his sword to Goethe. Goethe took the sword after a slight hesitation.
After Goethe took the sword, Hoddis smiled.
This time, it's no longer helpless.
But a sense of relief.
as well as……
A little bit of envy.
"Your posture in the ring...I'm so envious."
At the last moment of his life, Hoddis confessed his truest thoughts.
He really wants to be like Goethe, standing on the stage and facing all kinds of opponents openly, instead of hiding in the dark and doing one shameful thing after another.
Can I choose my next life?
If possible, he would also like to become a knight.
The blood infused with the 'Dragon Blood Potion' began to reshape and condense into a human form under the power of the contract.
"His Majesty?!"
Someone among the Fabol nobles exclaimed.
But the bloody figure didn't pay any attention to the man's exclamation.
He just looked at Simler Ke and Goethe with his scarlet eyes.
"The son of the Grand Duke of the North?"
"Really a majestic body."
“Amazing.”
"Are you Goethe Wein, the nephew of the Archduke of the North, who completed an astonishing 70 consecutive victories?"
“Equally excellent.”
"The appearance of the two of you is really good news for the Northern Territory, and it is really enviable - I hope to form a brotherly alliance with the Northern Territory."
"We will open routes to exchange supplies."
Fabol VII said very politely.
Or to be precise, friendly.
Simler Ke and Goethe frowned at the same time.
The two of them are not children.
It is not an exaggeration to say that Fabol and the North are feuding. As the king of Fabol, how could Fabol VII be so friendly?
"condition?"
Simlei Ke asked in a deep voice.
"Leave Margarita Margo to me."
Fabol VII said.
"impossible!"
Simley Ke is very impressive.
"If you refuse, Fabol will start a full-scale war with the North - for a woman, are you willing to risk the lives of everyone in the North?"
"Is it worth it?"
Fabol VII raised his voice.
Simlei Ke sneered.
"Goethe is a Kremlin."
The Grand Duke's eldest son said.
"So, you are willing to take risks for the possibility of Margarita marrying Goethe?"
"Beijing Kejia?"
"Even more reckless than the rumors say."
Fabol VII laughed out loud.
At this moment, Goethe, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.
"Your Majesty, you just said that you want to form a brotherly alliance with the North?"
"That's right."
Fabol VII nodded, and at the same time, he thought things had turned around.
Will a man give up peace for a woman? Give up more interests?
How is it possible?
Therefore, Faber VII smiled and listened to Goethe saying——
"My uncle has been in poor health recently and is planning to pass on the title of Grand Duke to my brother, which means that my brother should become the new Grand Duke of the North. Since we have to form an alliance of brothers, my brother's
Father, he should be your father - if you have time, how about you come to the north and meet your father?"
Immediately, Fabol VII's smile froze on his face.
Goethe's words continued.
"If you feel that your father is a bit speechless, after all, you once had a father too!"
"So, you might as well call my uncle..."
"dad?"
PS It was 30°C here in Feilong for the past two days, but it rained yesterday and it was 4°C. During the nucleic acid test in the afternoon, Feilong was miserable and got caught in the rain. Today he caught a cold and had a stuffy nose...
