"Abraham Kitch?" As soon as Wren walked in from the house, he heard the old man's self-reported house. I had no reaction to this name. After all, I don't know many nobles in the imperial capital. The only ones I know are your Majesty and Lord Left and Right! But Ren was stunned: "What is the relationship between you and the Kiki family?"
"Oh? The Kitch family has been defeated for fifty years, but there are still people who remember the Kitch family?" The old man seemed a little surprised: "How did you know the Kitch family? You are only in your twenties, right? I'm afraid you weren't even born when the family fell!"
"My lord." Renn's tone was even respectful: "I listened to a commander in our army." Renn paused: "When I was in the army before! One of my officers."
"He once told us about the Kitch family, because whenever we drank at the wine table, as long as he was drunk, he would mention the Kitch family. The tone was full of pride."
"What's his name, little guy?" The old man raised his eyelids: "Tell me, you know that our Kitch family should belong to our Kitch family?" "He, his name is Stan Kitch!" Rennes He lowered his eyebrows and said pleasingly: "He said he was the guard of the Kitch family. A glorious chief of the Kitch family's guard! He always said that because he is a chief, he is regarded as an official member of the Kitch family and was given the surname by the chief. Kitch is the most glorious thing in his life!"
"Is it the little guy Stan?" The old man smiled even more when he heard it: "I remember, I still remember that guy!" "Do you remember?" Rehn was a little surprised: "Our officer is nearing seventy. He is now a year old and now lives in the imperial capital after retiring. How can you still remember him?"
"Because... that fellow Stan." The old man paused and said again: "It's my guard... Hmm, personal guard!" "What?" When the old man said this, Renn seemed even more surprised: "So... With that said, you are... you are the last patriarch of your family... the group leader... the eldest son?"
"That's not bad to say!" The old man said slowly: "It seems that you know a lot of the little guy? That guy Stan told you?" "Yes, my lord!" Rehn lowered his head and said, "Our sir. Say, you are the greatest heir to the patriarch he has ever seen! What a pity..."
"Unfortunately, when I was about to inherit the position of the patriarch, the family was defeated, right?" The old man added with a smile. "It's not..." Renn's hands shook quickly: "Small doesn't mean that!"
"Don't call yourself small in front of me. I'm no longer a candidate for the chief of the Kitch family. I'm just the owner of a tavern." The old man shook his head: "The glory of the Kitch family has nothing to do with me. "The adults must not say that. Although the subordinates don't know how his family fell, and the sir does not want to say it, but the subordinates absolutely know that you are the greatest!"
"The greatest?" The old man put a smile away: "Just because I am a person who can't practice fighting spirit and magic? Even if the family is still there, what qualifications do I have to inherit the family?" "But our chief said, your lord? Intellect is appreciated by the whole country!" Renne said quickly.
"Stop!" I stood in the middle of them, "What are you talking about? How can I not understand a word? What family is down? What is the Kic family? Is it famous? Don't you guys don’t play dumb riddles. Okay, I don't understand anything!"
"Well, it seems that you are only about nineteen years old. It is normal if you don’t know. Besides, you don’t have a person familiar with his family to explain to you. I don’t want this little guy. Then, little guy, you should be too You know the Kitch family, right? Just like your boss, talk about it!" The last sentence was directed at Renn.
"Yes, Lord Kitch!" Renn was more respectful. After he finished speaking, he turned his head to me: "My lord, the so-called Kitch family is the largest family in the empire. He was founded in the initial period of the founding of the empire. The first patriarch of the Kitch family, and the first emperor are friends who walked out of the battlefield together." Renne thought for a while and added: "Brotherhood of life and death!"
"What then? What did you just say was the reason for the failure?" I asked. "En. After the empire was established. The emperor became the founding majesty, and the patriarch of the Kitch family was named hereditary duke, known as the Duke of the God of War, and the Kitch family was also called the God of War family!"
"Speaking of the point, I'm not interested in the process!" I interrupted Renn's endless talk and said directly. "The empire has been established for many years, and the Kitch family has also lasted for many years. As for the defeat, it happened during this majesty's time.
"Oh? Why is this?" I raised my eyebrows: "Aren't His Majesty the Emperor and the Patriarch good friends? Why are they... Besides, Bertram is not that kind of person?"
"Haha, you still don't know anything, little guy!" The old man took over: "The so-called good friends are nothing more than the first emperor and the first leader!" The old man sighed: "No. After the death of one of the patriarchs, the emperor was buried in the royal cemetery. That is the glory of our Kitch family!" At this point, Abraham's eyes finally burst out with some light, but they soon dimmed: "However, the empire exists. After nearly a thousand years, the Kiki family has also existed for nearly one thousand years. After a thousand years, no matter how deep friendship is, time will be wiped away! This is the iron law, little guy!"
"The current Majesty, when he first took office, he chose to deal with our Kiki family, because he was afraid that he was still young, he was afraid that we and his family would usurp the throne, and he was afraid that our Kiki family's merits might influence him. Prestige! In order to keep the throne under his ass, he chose to destroy the Kiki family! But over the millennia, is the Kiki family especially so easy to deal with?" The old man's tone was a little declining: "So your Majesty has gathered a lot of people. The golden fighter assassinated my father in the palace!"
My pupils shrank sharply, and I didn't expect Bertram to do this. "What then?" "Then?" The old man sat down on the chair, "Then on the second day of my father's death, His Majesty issued a notice that my father died of illness in the palace last night because of his work with the country. The rescue is ineffective!" At this point, the old man stared at me and said: "But you know? My father is a Saint Seiya! He is a glorious Saint Seiya! A Saint Seiya... Well, a Saint Seiya How can a fighter get sick from overwork? You don't believe it, do you?" The old man's voice became lighter and softer. Finally sat down again dejectedly: "But what about the saints? The king lets the minister die, the minister has to die!"
"You let the minister die, the minister has to die?" I slowly chewed on this sentence, trying to digest the meaning of this sentence, but found that I couldn't figure it out. "Then my lord, how did you escape?" Renn, who was listening to the side, asked.
"How can I escape?" The old man smiled bitterly: "The armed forces of the whole family escorted me out of the city, well, because on the second day of your majesty's announcement, your majesty began to secretly buy people from our Kiki family, and then Little by little, we killed our direct-line generals, so on the third day, we couldn’t help it anymore, but as the next patriarch, I didn’t know any grudges and magic. So, the whole family People from all guarded me, they covered me and rushed out of the city."
"Then you ran out?" "You ran out!" Abraham nodded, "Otherwise, are you talking to a ghost?" Abraham's tone paused: "However, the soldiers of our family were killed and injured. Exhausted, only Stan, me, and some other soldiers survived."
"Why is your Majesty so vicious, aren't you afraid of hurting the hearts of the ministers?" Reyn said angrily! "Who will?" Abraham shook his head lonely: "No one will be sad, and no one dares to be sad. Because their family has lost their previous glory, they are not worthy of helping a dying person. This is the truth for you. Understand?" Abraham said lightly. Ryan's momentum was suffocated. After thinking about it, he retreated and sat down so hungry.
"Well, that's it, a great family. Stan is right. Our Kitch family is indeed a great family, but. Now I am nothing... You know, I am nothing..." the old man murmured . "Oh, that's right." The old man raised his head again: "If you are lucky enough to meet Stan in the Imperial Capital, don't mention to him about seeing me. Regarding the matter with me, you two will rot in your heart!"
"Why?" Rehn asked inexplicably, "Do you not want to reproduce the glory of your ancestors? Is it willing to be so depraved?" "Humph! What do you want me to do? Kill the emperor?" He shook his head: "One is that I want to live a little longer. I have nothing, no soldiers and no food. What do you do with the emperor? That's death! Second, I love this country! Just like you said. , I love this country! I don’t want the people of this country to suffer disaster! For my own sake, tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people have been killed or injured?" The old man shook his head disdainfully: "I don't want to do that!"
"My lord is indeed high-righteous!" Renn really admired the old man even more: "Bearing genocide and hatred but still patriotic and loving the people, the lord deserves to be a well-deserved strong man! Well... although you don't know how to fight and magic..."
"Okay Ren!" I stood up and said to Abraham: "After listening to your story, we should also go. It's not always a problem to stay here all the time. We still have important things to do when we go to the imperial capital. It's delayed. Times are always bad!"
"Yes, yes, let's go!" The old man stood up and nodded: "I also understand the rules of the imperial capital, so hurry up and get on the road! I am old and weak, so I won't send you off!" The old man finished. Turned around and walked towards the back room.