"You mean, um, you want me to go with you, um, to suppress bandits?" Verne was stunned for a long time before he took the spoon back from the soup pot: "Are you kidding?"
"Of course it's not a joke. I told you, I'm serious." Arthur replied.
"Um, brother, do you want me to remind you? If you look at my clothes and the fact that I am still fishing here at this time, you know that I am not a member of the Knights. I have not even received formal training as a knight. There are only a lot of idle people in the castle. What do you think I can do to help you? Can I help you cook?"
"No, when you were shooting pigeons, weren't you very good at archery?" Arthur said again: "In my opinion, you are better at using bows and arrows than most knights [with regular knight training] in the world." Well. If you are useless, then I don’t know what counts as useful."
"But------"
"I won't ask you to actually go into battle. I will rush to the front line and fight the enemy hand-to-hand, and you will use the bows and arrows you are good at to cover me and deal damage from the rear. Bedi will be responsible for protecting you, and you will be very safe." Arthur He turned around and glanced at the big white wolf beside him.
"Wow??" Bedivere also glanced at the King of Knights in surprise. Why was he suddenly asked to be the nanny of a kid? He hadn't even spoken to agree yet.
"To be more precise, it would be best if you could ride on Bedi's back and shoot arrows. Do you know how to use mounted archery skills?"
"I know a little bit, but ------"
"Then just ride on Bedi's back and see how it works." Arthur said.
"Uh------" Verne looked at the big white wolf from side to side. Bedivere looked quite friendly now, although he looked like a stupid wolf-dog. Moreover, the big white wolf was also carrying a simple leather saddle. (Wolf saddle?), with what looks like a spare silver sword on one side, and some supplies on the other side, the saddle on its back does seem to be able to sit on.
"He can't bite?"
"Bedi has received strict training and is very docile." Arthur replied, holding back his laughter.
"...No dog lice?"
"Bedi loves to be clean more than you think. She always wants to take a bath." Arthur almost burst into laughter.
"Then..." The little ghost climbed on the back of the big white wolf doubtfully.
"Oh------!" The scenery on the wolf's back was so different, it made him seem to have discovered a new world. Although it was not as good as the scenery on the horse's back, the wolf was more agile.
Among wolves, Bediwell is already the largest white wolf. Normal people would classify Bediwell with this appearance as a "warg", even though Bediwell and a warg are not the same at all. A species. As a human wolf of the advanced demon clan, Bediwell is more than a hundred times more advanced than those beasts.
However, Arthur's judgment is very appropriate. Under the supervision of others, Bedivere would not be able to show his original shape and fight, so he would become "a guy who is basically of no help" on the battlefield. "Warg", or at least "a warg who knows how to hold a long sword and wield it to help fight." At this time, Bedivere's ability to help was extremely limited, so he might as well be the adjutant responsible for protecting Arthur.
Even though the big white wolf that Bedivere transformed into seems to be unable to move even a person. In fact, Bedivere who has become like this is still a human wolf, and his physical strength has not diminished at all. The appearance is completely different. It's just a disguise. The human wolf is so powerful that carrying ten children like Verne would only carry a load equivalent to a few extra feathers at best.
"By the way, there's one more thing." Arthur was about to say something.
"Hahaha, run, drive! ------" Before Arthur could finish speaking, Verne had already shouted excitedly, clamping his legs on the belly of the big white wolf, giving orders like ordering a horse to move forward.
Here comes the big white wolf.
"Ouch!" Of course Bedivere was unwilling to do so. He twisted his back and threw the child off his back.
"Ouch...it hurts, it hurts, it hurts! What are you doing?!" the kid complained angrily, "Didn't you say that this wolf has been trained?"
"That's exactly what I want to say." Arthur shrugged and said, "Bedi is very willful. You have no right to order him when to go or when to stop. He is just carrying you, that's all.
It's like carrying a piece of cargo. He can move and stop when he wants. When fighting, he will only move according to his own wishes to avoid attacks. You can ride on his back honestly and don't affect his fighting.
That's fine. But what if you want to order him to do something? Sorry, he won't agree."
"cut------"
"So." Arthur also jumped on Bediwell's back. The big white wolf was carrying two teenagers at the same time, but he didn't seem to feel any difficulty due to the increased weight on his back. "Bedi, let's go. Anyway, let's start with
Let’s go back to the top of the city wall just now.”
"Woof!" the big white wolf roared.
"Wait a minute, what should I do with this pot of soup?!"
"We'll deal with it later. It won't take you a lot of time to go back and forth." Arthur grabbed the saddle and said: "Hold on to me, don't be thrown off."
Whoosh!! The big white wolf started to run. It jumped from the courtyard to the top of the city wall. Originally, it was either a long way around or it had to go through those complicated holes, which was very troublesome. But in fact, there were many small protruding platforms on the city wall.
, it was completely enough for a large wolf with agility and sharp claws to gain a foothold (even if it was just for a moment), so Bediwell used those small raised platforms to repeatedly jump horizontally one after another, climbing rapidly, and climbed up in less than two minutes.
Climbed from the courtyard floor to the top of the city wall.
"Wow------" Verne behind Arthur was not frightened by this series of thrilling stunts. Instead, he exclaimed, "This kid's caliber is pretty good."
"Bedi," the King of Knights got off the wolf's back, "take this brat back to the courtyard, and then come and join me. I will go directly back to find Duke Sirnant."
"Wow!" the big white wolf agreed readily.
"Does he really understand human language?" Verne was still riding on the back of the wolf, unwilling to get off: "Didn't you just say that he won't obey anyone's orders?"
"Well, my status is a bit special." Arthur replied lightly, "Then, see you later. If you agree to my request, we will always have a chance to meet again."
Verne did not respond directly and seemed to be still hesitating.
Ten minutes later, in the reception room of the Duke of Sirnant.
"Why, there is already a suitable candidate?" The Duke smiled lightly: "You are very decisive. Don't you need to continue to walk around my city to have a look? In my opinion, there are at least thirty-six people suitable to be your adjutant.
."
"There's no need to look. It's enough to choose a truly suitable person." Arthur also smiled lightly and responded: "Let me see... what should the child's name be? Verne...
....Verne Hillnant?"
When Arthur announced the name, the Duke's calm expression suddenly collapsed. His expression was very stiff, and it was obvious that he was greatly shocked: "His name is not Hillnant."
But...how did you know?!"
"It's purely speculation, without any evidence." Arthur sneered and said, "So don't be nervous, Duke, I won't talk nonsense everywhere."
That's right. From just now, Arthur thought that Verne's kid looked very similar to someone, and then he came back and took another look at the Duke of Hillnant, who looked very much like Palin Lore, and suddenly he had an idea.
Just as in this different world nine hundred years later, the appearance of Duke Sirnant is similar to that of the Grand Duke Palinlore in the original world nine hundred years ago, Verne also looks like King Arthur's cousin.
Knight of the Round Table Percival is somewhat similar.
If anything, it should be said that the child was very similar to Parcival in his youth. Arthur had almost never seen Parcival in his youth, so he couldn't recognize it for a while, but he could recognize it from the look on Verne's face.
From the rough outline, I could see some similarities between him and Percival. If the child's fat face were slimmer by two circles, that face would be completely that of Percival's cousin.
And who is Percival? Percival happens to be one of the two sons of the Grand Duke of Palinlore.
Maybe there is a mysterious connection between things. Arthur thought that Hillnant looked like Palin Lore, and Verne looked like Persiva, and then he thought that Duke Hillnant might
He is Verne's biological father. This association without evidence is not reliable at all, it is something close to intuition. But Arthur still boldly said it in front of the Duke of Hillnant to test the Duke.
The details of.
As a result, the Duke was so shocked as soon as those words came out. It seemed that the matter was close to the truth.
Verne, a boy who was more than ten years old and had not yet received formal knight training, was kept in the city of Hillnant and did whatever he wanted all day long. He was so bold in hunting birds on the city wall, but the guards turned a blind eye to him, but
One can imagine how special this child's identity is. If Arthur's guess is correct, although Verne is the son of the Duke of Hillnant, he is an illegitimate son. His identity cannot be known to outsiders, and he cannot
Inherit the title of Duke. In order to prevent this child from competing for power with the children of the Duke's main wife, he was not even allowed to receive knight training. He was raised in the city like this, with his identity being neither a servant nor a knight. Thinking of this, all the pieces were scattered.
The clues are connected into a line, with a smooth and almost flawless logic.
"I have to say, Mr. Aslan, your ability to collect intelligence is truly astonishing. You actually made such a thorough investigation in such a short period of time." The Duke took a puff of cigarette to suppress his shock, and after exhaling the smoke ring, he replied: "But
Tell me, why that kid? He can’t even fight, the only thing he’s good at is cooking, and every time he does something, the kitchen will be messed up------"
"Have you seen his archery skills?" Arthur asked back: "If not, I suggest you go to the city wall to inspect it when you have time."
"Is that archery skill? I did hear the guards talk about it." Duke Sirnant replied: "But it doesn't matter how good the archery skill is. That kid has never seen a big storm and has no actual combat experience. Suddenly something is going to happen."
If he follows you out to do errands, he might lose his life in the first battle."
"Then you'd better introduce me to some excellent mercenaries?" Arthur said with a funny smile: "No matter what, I want that kid to be my adjutant, and only that kid. As you promised, Duke, as long as it's within the city
I can choose anyone below the black robe knight. But you have to keep your promise?"
Duke Hillnant was speechless and unable to refute. (To be continued)