Meanwhile, somewhere in the ghetto of Edinburgh, Great Britain.
"Uh-huh, uh-huh..." The young Black Iron Knight lay on the ground and struggled a few times. He subconsciously wanted to wake up, but he didn't want to. After drinking to soothe his sorrows last night, his hangover gave him a headache.
If he wakes up completely, he will only suffer from this headache, and there will be nothing good waiting for him when he wakes up. He knows that his chance to be promoted to the Silver Knight has been ruined. If he wants to climb up again from the current knight rank, I am afraid
It is a long way off, and it is even possible that we will never have this opportunity.
So what's the use of waking up? It's better to continue lying on the ground and pretend to be asleep. Even if the floor he's lying on is hard and worn out, full of earthy smell, it's still suitable to continue lying down.
He then opened his eyes slightly and reached out to touch the wine bottle that had fallen on the ground, trying to squeeze out even one or two drops of low-quality alcohol from the already drained bottle. Unfortunately, he had lost this wine last night.
After drinking it all, not even a drop of liquid was left in the bottle.
No matter. Daniel closed his eyes again. He didn't need the anesthesia of alcohol to try to fall asleep. Just lie still. This was similar to pretending to be dead.
Just when he was confused and unwilling to wake up, there was a faint sound of singing around him.
(When you close your eyes, the world ends with you.)
(You fall into a dream, and the world creates your dream with you.)
(You are sad, and the world sheds tears.)
(You roar, and the world roars.)
(One is the whole, and the whole is one.)
(You are the world, and your world is with you.)
(Young man, open your eyes.)
(Embrace despair and make peace with it.)
(Give everything to reset the world.)
(In this way------)
(You will find peace for the first time.)
"It's so noisy..." he muttered in a low voice.
Who is singing? Is it comforting him? Encouraging him? Or is it just------
"Hey, wake up!" His dazed thoughts were interrupted by someone.
"It's so noisy!" he still muttered in a low voice.
"Wake up, you lazy idiot!!"
Daniel, who was still trying to fall asleep, was suddenly kicked hard by someone. He rolled on the ground several times and had to wake up because of the pain.
"Hmm?...Jefferson? Good morning." The young Black Iron Knight slowly opened his eyes at this time, scratching his own fluffy and messy white hair, while looking at the other person in a daze.
"[Good morning] Damn it! It's already past nine o'clock now, do you know?!" Black Iron Knight Jefferson said angrily: "You don't want to be around anymore or you don't want to be around anymore. Today there is a ceremony for you to be officially promoted to the Silver Knight.
Even the Grand Duke Palin Lore, the leader of the Eastern Sky Knights, will come. As the protagonist, you are still sleeping here?! ------Oh, what is this? It stinks! You kid yesterday
Did you drink too late?! You knew there was a promotion ceremony today, but you still drank last night? And you are still a minor, right?!"
Jefferson's series of complaints blinded Daniel. He looked at him in shock and stammered: "Me, me? Promoted to the Silver Knight? How could...it doesn't mean that the test has been messed up.
Is it done?"
Jefferson became even more angry: "Who told you that the test was messed up?! Didn't I come to you yesterday to congratulate you? I made it so clear that after you are promoted, you may be transferred to another place.
You can’t act with us, the Black Iron Knights, who are the first level above you. How can you interpret such clear words to mean something else?! Oh my God!”
Daniel was stunned for a while before asking: "When will the ceremony start?"
"Nine-thirty. You still have -------" Jefferson looked at his watch: "Ten minutes left. Damn it, it's impossible to make it in time. I snuck out from official duties and borrowed their cavalry to fly there.
It took me half an hour to come here to find you. I will definitely be late if I rush back now!"
Daniel didn't say anything, but took off his shirt that was full of alcohol: "I'm going to take a shower and try to finish it within five minutes. Thank you for coming over and telling me about this, Mr. Jefferson. You can go back first."
Don’t worry about me."
"But you are going to be late, and you will need a cavalry to go back to London------"
"Don't worry, I will find a way." Daniel said calmly, even took off his pants and walked towards the bathroom. Of course, the so-called bathroom in the shabby iron house in his hometown was just a bathroom covered by a rag curtain.
It's just a compartment at the bottom, but there is a bucket for cleaning the body inside - the bucket is used to directly collect rainwater from outside, and it only holds less than half a bucket of water now.
"There's really nothing I can do about you..." Jefferson couldn't say anything. Anyway, according to his calculations, Daniel would be late no matter what, so he would miss the ten minutes of bathing time. There was no one he could do here.
Wherever he could help, he had no choice but to leave first.
After Daniel stripped naked and walked into the bathroom, he did not reach for the bucket of water. Instead, he disappeared in a flash. The next moment, naked, he had teleported to a nearby river and plunged into the water.
The river water in early spring was still bone-chilling, but he didn't pay attention to the bone-crushing cold that hit him crazily. Instead, he soaked his whole body in the river water and rubbed his frozen and stiff body with his hands. On the one hand, he wanted to keep warm, and on the other hand, he also wanted to get back to work as soon as possible.
He tried to get rid of the smell of alcohol from his body. After soaking for about two minutes, he felt that it was almost ready, so he teleported back to his home - to be more precise, he returned to the hall of his tin house.
, his teleportation seemed unable to control the landing point very accurately. He couldn't help but be a little worried about being seen naked, but at this time, Jefferson had actually left, and there was no one in the house except him. He
He breathed a sigh of relief and quickly went to get a change of clothes.
Silver Knight? Because he was frozen by the cold river water, Daniel's mind finally became clearer at this time. Why on earth? How could it be? Wasn't yesterday's gaffe obvious? Why, after experiencing that level of gaffe,
He actually still has a chance to become a Silver Knight?
But there is no point in getting confused about this kind of thing now. In short, there is not much time left, so quickly change your clothes and set off. He didn't even care about his messy white hair, just put on his underwear, and then
He put the armor of the Black Iron Knight on his body and tried to teleport. He didn't even bother to examine why he could use the teleportation technique, but now was not the time to care about such trivial matters.
Whoosh! The black iron knight boy with water still dripping from his hair teleported to the main entrance of Elsenburg.
As one of the largest castles in London and the main base of the Knights of the Eastern Sky of Great Britain, this stone castle exudes its usual cold and solemn atmosphere. The knights guarding the main gate couldn't help but be a little surprised when they saw Daniel suddenly flashing up.
But at least they recognized Daniel's face and let him go without saying anything else. The young man had no time to be polite to the knights guarding the gate, and ran heavily into the city to attend his Silver Knight promotion ceremony.
Boom!
However, the more you rush, the easier it is to make mistakes. When Daniel rushed up the wide stairs to the second floor of the castle, he happened to bump into someone while walking blindly.
"Sorry! I'm in a hurry!" Daniel apologized hastily and continued running without even seeing who the other person was.
"Running around is strictly prohibited in Elsenburg." The knight who was hit spat out a gloomy reprimand: "And what the hell is that smell? Are you drunk?"
"Uh..." Daniel was speechless. He turned to look at the other person at this time. It's true that enemies never get together. There were so many people he could bump into in the castle, but he happened to bump into the most.
The person you shouldn't bump into--the Golden Knight, Baron Vincent.
"Oh, you kid, you drink underage, and you are so indulgent before your promotion ceremony is about to begin. Do you underestimate the Knights of Great Britain a little bit?" Sure enough, the guy grabbed an excuse and scolded him hard.
.
It was really annoying. A blue vein appeared on Daniel's forehead. He had a splitting headache due to a hangover, so he finally took a bath with cold water to relieve the headache. Now he heard this annoying person using it non-stop.
The harsh noise kept making his headache worsen.
"I'm sorry, can you teach me a lesson later?" Because of his headache and involuntary disgust, the white-haired knight boy became a little rude when he spoke: "I'm really in a hurry now.------I'd better say
, is your purpose to try your best to delay me and make me late for the promotion ceremony? If so, you are a bit too stingy, right?"
The other party's face darkened.
"There are two minutes left before the ceremony starts. Can I go? Or should I report truthfully to Grand Duke Palinlore that it was because Your Excellency delayed me that I was late for the important ceremony?"
?" Daniel looked at Baron Vincent faintly.
Golden Knight Vincent was speechless and could only let go: "You go, you lawless little bastard!"
Daniel smiled indifferently, full of disdain, and left without looking back.
He knew that Vincent would definitely cause trouble for him in the future - and it might even become an obstacle to his continued promotion. But now, faced with the unreasonable troubles of an annoying guy like Baron Vincent, he
Choose to scold back, that's all.
Then he felt [freedom] for the first time in his life--no longer needed to act according to other people's words, no longer needed to look at other people's faces to be a human being, incomparable freedom.
And he suddenly saw through how he got this [freedom].
Whether in the Knights of Great Britain or in other organizations, this principle will never change.
The interpretation is that only those with [strength] can have this [freedom].
Only those with [power] have the right to speak.
That's really, really ridiculous.
------Before pushing the door open and entering the conference room, the young man could not calm down the twisted smile on his face.
"What's so funny?" Grand Duke Palinlor, a knight of heaven, sitting in the center of the conference room, asked.
"No, it's nothing, Lord Grand Duke." Daniel wiped away the smile on his face mechanically, as if one face was instantly replaced by another: "I just understood a truth, and I benefited a lot."