Time flies, spring, summer, autumn and winter pass in a flash.
It is the late spring of the year again, summer is coming, the short rainy season has passed, and the bright sun shines on this small town.
Many years ago, it was originally a small and rough village, with only hundreds of disabled veterans and poor orphans. Over the years, from village to town, and from town to small city, it has now become a military city that many people envy.
Countless young men came out of this small town to become part of the glorious army of Aaron Landis.
Tall olive trees stand tall, and the dense canopy casts a large shadow on the ground.
It was when the olive blossoms were blooming, and the tiny white flowers were in clusters, and when the wind blew and the crown shook, they fell down.
On the training ground surrounded by large olive trees, a teenager was being besieged by five or six children.
Those children obviously have undergone long-term training, each of them is strong, and their attack methods are neat and tidy.
But even so, they are still much weaker than that young man.
The teenager waved the unbladed long sword in his hand, easily avoiding the attacks of these children, and grasping the weaknesses and disadvantages of each child, and breaking them one by one.
Within minutes, the children were knocked to the ground one by one.
The overturned children did not show any resentment. They quickly got up, looked at the boy with admiration, and then continued to attack with determination.
Looking at the resolute faces of the bruised children who had been knocked back by him again and again, the young man's blue eyes revealed a hint of approval.
Then, mercilessly overturned these children again.
In this way, attacked, was knocked over, continued to attack, continued to be overturned, and after this infinite loop lasted for more than an hour, the young man withdrew his sword, raised his hand and made a stop gesture.
The children stopped attacking immediately.
After crawling and rolling on the ground for nearly two hours, everyone was dirty and bruised, and it hurt to look at them, but the eyes of the children were very bright.
They looked at the young man in front of them with shining eyes, then bowed and saluted.
This is a heartfelt gratitude and respect for the young man.
Looking at the children in front of him who respectfully saluted him, the indifference in the eyes of the stern boy was slightly less.
However, he still didn't say a word, his face was cold, he just nodded slightly, and then left the training ground.
When he stepped off the training platform, he picked up the cloak on the platform and tied it back on his shoulders.
The lion coat of arms embroidered with black and red silk threads on the neckline of the cape symbolizes the boy's status as a knight commander.
Before he left the training ground, a hand suddenly came out from the side and patted him on the shoulder.
"Yo, Lord Novi, it's really imposing."
A taller, taller boy grinned and hugged his shoulders.
A black and thin big man, but the blackness of the complexion is obviously caused by the wind and the sun.
"Look at those little brats who can't even move their eyes on the badge on your body."
Lan Mu glanced coldly at his companion who was always smiling, Novi raised his hand, and skillfully waved his hand away.
He said indifferently: "More than half a year ago, you were also one of the 'little kids' you called."
The thin black boy whose hands were opened shrugged casually.
This guy is still the same, and he doesn't know the so-called humor at all.
He was so sullen.
However, he did not refute either, and glanced sideways at the familiar training ground in front of him, as well as the children who were sweating and honing their martial arts under the scorching sun.
Speaking of a child, he was actually only three to six years younger than him and Novi.
Half a year ago, he walked out of here with Novi and other companions, successfully passed the assessment, and became a member of the Aaron Landis Army.
They went to the front lines of the Western Regions, experienced war after war, lost their youth on the battlefield, and transformed into real Aaron Landis warriors.
It was not until Novi became a knight commander with a lot of military exploits that the group of people knew that this young man who fought with them from the lowest level of soldiers on the battlefield turned out to be the disciple of the world-famous Sun Knight.
They all understood in their hearts.
Although Novi has a lot of military exploits, he can become a general-level knight commander at the age of fifteen, and there is no reason why the Sun Knight specially supported him.
Although he is envious, he is not jealous, and the same is true of other companions.
Because they can see clearly, Novi's military exploits are all made by himself.
As soon as this guy goes to the battlefield, his usual indifference will be replaced by ferocity, and he will frantically fight with the Gasthards with red eyes, as if he has a deep hatred with the Gasthards.
In the beginning, because he was young and handsome, many veterans looked down on him and called him the little mad dog sarcastically.
Later, when Novi killed hundreds of Gasdadians and made a name for himself, those soldiers called him Mad Wolf in awe.
Novi's ruthlessness and madness that risked his life made their comrades look terrified.
What's more, on the battlefield, Novi saved the lives of him and other companions more than once.
Therefore, they willingly followed Novi's command.
"You are now the goal of these little guys."
The black and thin young man laughed and said.
After entering the army for half a year, he made great achievements and jumped from a low-level soldier to a knight commander of the general class.
Novi's deeds greatly inspired the orphans in this small town.
They saw Novi as their goal and wanted to be like him.
"But then again, it's hard for the legion to rotate. When we come back, why did you suddenly think of running back here?"
Aaron Landis' new military law stipulated that troops on the frontier must be rotated every six months.
Of course, it is impossible to rotate the entire army, it is a rotation of one unit by one unit according to the order, and the number of rotations cannot exceed a quarter of the total number of troops.
This can not only ensure that all troops can take turns to get exercise in the border war and the opportunity to obtain military exploits, but also to ensure the stability of the troops guarding the border, so that the enemy will not take the opportunity to enter due to the chaos of rotation.
Originally, it stands to reason that each rotating troop should stay at the border for at least two years, but the troop they entered as newcomers happened to have their turn, so they came back after only half a year.
However, after half a year, they will go to the battlefield again, but they don't know which border battlefield they will be arranged to go to.
"King Garland said that if the soldiers who are on vacation are free, they should go to the military town to teach them."
Novi said lightly as he walked.
Today, more than a dozen small towns like Tariyar, which specialize in accommodating disabled veterans and orphans, have been established around the royal city.
People call these towns military towns.
Novi's answer made the black and thin young man's mouth twitch.
"You're still the same..."
This friend of his is indifferent to everything, except for King Garlan.
As long as it is what King Gallan said, he will never go against it.
He remembered that when they first arrived in the Kanal area, they had a rare vacation. He tried his best to drag Novi, who was also practicing martial arts, to drink together.
As a result, in the tavern, I accidentally encountered the local people gossiping about King Garlan, complaining and sarcasm, and finally talking about the king's appearance in a disrespectful tone.
Of course, when they were angry, they would go forward to drink it.
However, before they could speak, a figure rushed up.
That was the first time he saw Novi who looked fierce outside the battlefield. Those idlers were beaten with bruises and bruised faces, crying and begging for mercy one by one.
And Novi also violated military discipline and was beaten with dozens of military sticks, and lay in bed for several days.
…
"I'm going back."
Untying the reins of the horses tied outside the training ground, Novi said indifferently, without waiting for an answer, he turned on his horse and galloped away.
The black and thin teenager who was immersed in the memories of the past was choked by the dust lifted by the horse's hoofs and coughed several times. He shouted twice at Novi who threw himself off without any sense of duty. Seeing that the other party's back was already far away, he was so talented. He hummed and turned back.
never mind.
he thinks.
Now that you're here, just spend more time.
He was also taught by those serving soldiers who were willing to come here to teach them, and now, it was his turn to teach others.
After all, it was what their most beloved Majesty said, of course they had to listen.
…
Leaving the long-winded guy mercilessly, Novi trotted his horse and left the city.
However, not long after he left the city gate, he turned a corner, left the spacious and lively main road, and ran to another place.
He remembered that there was a small river in a slightly remote place over there.
His mount was chained out for several hours, where he planned to let his beloved horse drink some water and eat, and then ride back to the royal city.
When they got to the river, Novi led the horse to the river.
The humane horse gave him a friendly cry, then lowered his head and drank water.
Novi looked at it, the indifference in his eyes was a little less, and he stretched out his hand to comb the horse's mane.
Every knight's horse is his closest comrade-in-arms.
Shemuel had told him so.
He has always taken good care of his war horse, after all, this horse is still the one who gave it to...
Howling!
The war horse, which was drinking water quietly, suddenly let out a neigh, and stepped on its front hooves several times, splashing water on Novi's half body.
Novi was a little surprised.
This is a well-trained warhorse, even in the face of the charge of thousands of horses, he will not panic, and he is so shocked at this moment.
He grabbed the reins hard, and while reassuring the horse, he looked forward vigilantly.
Seeing this, Novi was stunned.
He saw that the stream was going upstream, and at a bend in the distance, a male lion was drinking water with its head down by the river.
It was a huge and majestic lion.
A golden-brown mane gleamed like gold in the sun.
It didn't seem to notice the horse that was frightened by it, or maybe it was too lazy to pay attention to it, and turned around and left after drinking water for a while.
An inexplicable thought rose in my heart, and involuntarily, Novi took the horse that he had comforted and quickly chased after him.
The horse was very reluctant, but still couldn't beat the master, so he had to follow.
After chasing the place where the lion was drinking water, and taking a turn, Novi saw the figure of the big lion walking slowly.
He saw the big lion walking into the olive grove.
In the tall olive grove, under the dense green shade, someone sat under an olive tree.
The big lion walked over to the man, lay down lazily, and licked his paws.
Sitting on the grass against a tree trunk was a young man.
He closed his eyes and seemed to be taking a nap.
One hand hangs on the grass, the slender leg stands up to the right knee, and the right arm rests on it at will.
The young man was wearing a white sleeveless tunic, which seemed simple, but when the sun shone down, the embroidered pattern of gold threads hidden in the pure white fabric reflected a faint light.
The wind blew, the dense olive tree crowns swayed slightly, and the tiny white petals rustled.
The long blond hair fell like a waterfall from the slender shoulders of the young man, intertwined with the snow-white skin, reflecting the sunlight that leaked from the gaps in the branches and leaves and shining on him, making his figure translucent and translucent. .
The young man who sleeps lightly is like a elf incarnated by a white deer in the jungle.
His place is like the most beautiful painting in the world.
Like a dream that is hard to find in the world.
As long as there is a little movement, that beautiful scene will turn into a bubble.
Leashing the horses outside the jungle, Novi walked over slowly.
His steps were very light, and even his breathing was light, as if he was afraid of being disturbed.
But no matter how light he stepped, the lion who had been lying lazily beside the young man suddenly stood up as he approached a little.
The golden brown mane fluttered in the air, and the huge giant eyes stared at Novi.
The mighty male lion crouched slightly and let out a low roar from his throat, as if warning Novi.
Novi took a step.
At this moment, a white hand lifted up and patted the big lion's head.
"It's okay, Nega, this is an acquaintance."
The big lion shook his head, tilted his head and groaned, and fell down again.
It changed back to its lazy appearance just now, with its long tail flicking and flicking behind it.
The young man who opened his eyes at some point under the tree touched the big plush head of the big lion while turning his head to look at the young knight commander who appeared in front of him.
Then, smile slightly.
He said, "Long time no see, Novi."
Novi stepped forward quickly, put a fist on his chest, leaned over, and knelt down on one knee.
Then, he looked up at each other.
"King Garland, is there no bodyguard by your side?"
Novi opened his mouth and pointed to the key.
He stared at Garland.
"Did you sneak out of the palace again?"
The young boy with a juvenile expression put on a very serious look, and said seriously, "Your safety is related to the entire Aaron Landis, so you shouldn't act so rashly."
"… "
Just after saying hello, Garlan, who was taught a lesson by a boy seven years younger than him, was speechless for a moment.
Strange, he obviously gave Novi to the unruly Kaijos to teach, why does this child grow up and become more and more like the serious and old-fashioned Ximuer
Garland thought in confusion.
"I brought 'guards'."
Garlan replied, raised his hand and patted the big lion lying beside him.
The big lion raised his head and snorted at Novi, as if expressing his dissatisfaction.
Novi stayed for a while.
And Gallan quickly changed the subject when Novi didn't know how to refute.
"What, you came back to teach the younger generation?"
Novi nodded.
He remained kneeling.
When Garlan lowered his gaze, he saw the black and red lion embroidery on the neckline of the boy's cape.
"By the way, I heard Kaihos say that you have made a lot of military exploits and been promoted to knight commander."
Garlan stretched out his hand and brushed his fingertips over the black lion embroidery.
He was a little emotional.
"Time flies so fast. I still remember that when we met four years ago, you were a child, and in a blink of an eye, you grew up, went to the battlefield, and became a knight commander."
He smiled and said, "I don't know if you still remember the things we met for the first time. At that time, you saw all of my embarrassed appearance."
Novi lowered his head, expressionless and silent.
The first encounters with the person in front of him, one by one, scene by scene, were deeply imprinted in his heart, and it was impossible to forget.
Garlan's eyes glanced at Novi's waist, and a long sword was hung on the waist of the young knight commander.
"How is it, is it still useful?"
He pointed to the sword and asked with a smile.
Novi raised his hand subconsciously and clenched the hilt of the sword.
That was the sharp sword that King Garlan personally gave him when he was about to go to the frontline battlefield half a year ago.
And the brown steed tethered outside, also given to him by King Garland.
"… very useful."
he said quietly.
Because of that seemingly indifferent face, he looked a little awkward when he spoke.
Garland laughed again.
He reached out and touched the head of the boy in front of him.
"It's good to use it."
he said softly.
should have avoided.
Novi thought.
He is no longer a child, he is fifteen years old, and is already a general on the battlefield, and he cannot be touched with the attitude of treating children.
But he thought so, but his body did not move very honestly, allowing Garlan to touch his head.
When he was stroked by a familiar finger, the boy's always cold heart suddenly softened a little.
Novi lowered his eyes slightly.
Even if he has become a powerful fighter, in front of this person, he is still attached to the temperature of this person's fingers like a child.
…
"If you find something bad in the city, remember to tell me."
"Are you here to inspect?"
"more or less."
Garland said, "Anyway, they all slipped out, so let's just visit the nearby military towns to see if there is any problem."
"So you still sneaked out."
"… "
"Anyway, please allow me to escort you back to the palace now."
"I managed to escape with great difficulty..."
"escape?"
Novi asked strangely, "Why are you running away?"
As a king, why do you want to escape from the palace
Garlan hesitated for a while, but finally sighed and replied gloomily, "To escape from marriage."
Novi: "Ah???"
Confused.