"He is the most heroic, pure and idealistic of all the lords I have ever met."
"Did you know? For the sake of true love, he can abandon all the old worldliness and dogma and challenge authority. He can also for the ideal in his heart, fearless of hardships and dangers, go on adventures in foreign lands and act chivalrously. I am considered a hero in Bretonnia.
After staying here long enough, believe me, the chivalry in Bretonnia has declined. Although the dogma requires every knight to take risks, explore the unknown world, punish evil, and support justice. But in fact, few lords are willing to do so.
He left his own territory and manor behind and went out to explore and have adventures. Bertolt is a rare person, a true knight. It's a pity that he never became a Holy Grail Knight until his death."
"Knight of the Holy Grail...damn it, it's the Holy Grail again."
"Is the Holy Grail really that important to you?"
"There are so many gods in the world, do you have to be favored by the Lady of the Lake?"
Essek took a sip of hot wine and spat it out. This made Talinnam frown.
As they walked all the way from the west, Talinnam saw the bravery and justice of the old knight, but at the same time he also saw his bohemianness. It is hard to imagine that the old man standing in front of him with disheveled hair and talking nonsense was once a
Knight of the Holy Grail.
If it weren't for his sacred name, Talinnam would have beaten him countless times. Even though he was an old man, he could not insult the Lady of the Lake or question her status in the hearts of the Bretonnian knights.
"The Lady of the Lake is the only god in the hearts of Bretonnians. If you don't believe in her, should you believe in other gods? I have been in Bretonnia long enough. With my understanding of this kingdom, I left the Lake Goddess.
The goddess, Bretonnia has lost its backbone, and without the Lady of the Lake, Bretonnia is nothing."
Talinnam retorted righteously.
"Okay, okay, then go and believe in her. One day, you will understand that the truth of this world is not as simple as you think. The world is cruel, Tarinnam."
The old knight muttered and drove the horse under his crotch to trot.
Talinnam couldn't help but chase after him.
"But I am very curious. The Berto you mentioned can actually persist for so long without the protection of the goddess. You said that he has never been blessed by the goddess, right?"
The old knight slowed down again, letting Tarynham follow him.
"Yes, maybe before I followed him, I had. But when I was loyal to him, I never encountered it."
Talinnam sighed, talking about the former lord, he couldn't help but feel a little sad and sad.
Along the way, he always gained briefly and lost too much. It seemed that he was destined to spend his whole life in such wandering and wandering.
"What a pity. But that's the way the Lady of the Lake is. Her blessings are always irregular and irregular. She doesn't bless those who you think are qualified to become Knights of the Holy Grail. But she is generous to some trash.
, Promote them into Holy Grail Knights."
Essek smiled, like some kind of self-mockery, or a memory. What could be seen on Talinnam's wrinkled face was not only helplessness, loss, but also disdain.
Yes, whenever he talks about the Lady of the Lake, the old knight always has a sense of proud disdain. It seems that that beautiful youth journey to the Holy Grail is far, far away from him.
During the conversation, the two of them had arrived at the border of Sylvania.
The small river in front is like a silver ribbon shining white in the sun.
The sky in the distance is as dark as the rumors. It seems that the land of the dead is indeed always shrouded in gloom, and no sunlight can penetrate the dark clouds and shine on the land of the dead.
When they got closer, they discovered that a group of guards had already been guarding the bridge.
The captain of the guard strode forward, stretched out his right hand, and signaled the two knights to stop.
"This place is blocked and no one is allowed to pass."
"Blocked? Why?"
Talinnam's first reaction was that the local lords used their power without authorization to block roads and demanded tolls for money. After all, such things are not uncommon in the Empire and Bretonnia. But then the soldier's answer
But it surprised the two of them.
"Haven't you heard? The Vampire War has begun. The imperial army has passed through, and now this is a first-level security zone."
Vampire war…
Talinnam looked at Essek beside him. The old man shrugged, indicating that he didn't know either.
"When did this happen?"
Talinnam walked over and had a "cordial" conversation.
"Where did you come from? You don't know about such a big thing?"
The Imperial soldiers stared at the two men. At first glance, they were knights, equipped with knight swords and thick knight armor. But judging from the way they dressed, they did not look like Imperial people. The old man who looked like he was about to enter the coffin
, the clothes on his body are more like those from the Southern Kingdom. The younger one is more like someone from Bretonnia.
"We're coming from Tyrell."
Tarynham answered truthfully.
"No wonder."
"The Vampire War broke out. Not long ago, the emperor led his army across the Baylokhov Swamp. On the other side of the river is Sylvania. I guess it won't be long before you can hear the imperial army passing by in triumph.
information."
The captain of the imperial guard introduced it proudly, ignoring the surprised expressions of the two men.
If they were Bretonnian knights, the imperial soldiers might respect them more. But the two people just said that they came from Tilea. Everyone knows that the quality of the knights in the southern kingdom varies. In those city-states, as long as they have a little money, they can become
Knights. They do not decide whether to have a knighthood based on their seniority or life experience, but on the money in their pockets.
This also makes many imperial soldiers look down on these upstarts. They wear knight's armor and have knight's weapons, but they are almost the same as ordinary soldiers who live on military pay. At most, they just have one more horse at their own expense.
Among these people, the path to promotion for some is not so bright. Some even worked as bandits and robbers before becoming knights, and then used the money they saved to launder themselves.
"What are you two doing across the river?"
The Imperial Captain looked at Talinnam and Essek curiously.
"Go and see the castle of my ancestors."
The old knight spoke. His voice was calm, even with disdain.
"Hahahaha, the vampire's castle?"
"Keep your mouth clean, or I'll cut off your tongue."
"My ancestor was the great pioneer-Francis von Al'Jonson Compton. When he led his people to build homes in the Land of the Dead to resist vampires, you little brats had not yet
Jumped out of your mother's womb."
As soon as Essek finished speaking, the atmosphere suddenly became tense. Several imperial soldiers straightened their halberds and pointed their spearheads at Talinnam and the old knight.
"A misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. I guarantee with my personality that my friend is just more concerned about his own glory and has no ill intentions."
Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, Talinnam quickly stepped forward to calm everyone's emotions.