Proof of the Sun King

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Old World, Brittany, Barony of Jean, Redfish village north of Chinon. . . Please see the most complete! novel!

At the beginning of October, in the late autumn season, the temperature begins to gradually become colder, and winter in Brittany is approaching.

The autumn wind is bleak, the layers of forest are dyed, the fields have a lingering breath through its broad 'chest', the slopes and dams are spreading like water, the autumn harvest has basically ended, and the tax officer from the knight has already All the grain that should have been harvested was collected, leaving a barely acceptable harvest. The serfs began to chop wood and mill flour, and at the same time they had to plough the land once more to prepare for sowing winter wheat.

The cultivation of winter wheat requires a lot of manpower and a certain amount of 'fertilizer', and most of the grains grown are owned by the lords, so the serfs generally have little enthusiasm for cultivating winter wheat.

Fortunately, the tax system set by the lord is seven tax. The tax set by the Holy Grail Knight is not very heavy. The serfs can still have some leftovers after working hard. In addition to the preaching of the Church of the Merciful Goddess, the serfs know how to use it. Plant ash and/or livestock manure 'fertilize' farmland.

Of course, the most 'fat' and beautiful horse dung also requires money. The serfs have to go to the local knight lord to serve two to three days a week. At the price, in exchange for the right to use the mill and some special tools, after completing the After the hard labor, the serf can bring a small portion of the fruit back to his home, which depends on the situation. For example, after chopping wood, the lord allows the serf to bring a bundle of firewood back to his home. How much he can bring depends entirely on the serf. How much strength, if the serf greedily takes too much firewood or cannot walk, it will be regarded as disqualified.

There is a big ranger knight in Redfish Village. This is a well-known thing in the village. The villagers generally call him Mr. Angron. It is said that this big knight is the elder brother of the Holy Grail Knight Lord Baron Ryan, because He came here to defect to him after committing a crime, so the villagers were a little afraid of him.

This ranger knight is always a little different. For many years, the serfs have rarely seen knights who personally plough the fields, and they have never seen such a sturdy knight master who led the army in the territory to join the knights. After the Dao War, the small Red Fish Village actually became the place under the jurisdiction of this Angron Master.

The life of the knight is very regular. He often works at sunrise and rests at sunset. Every morning, the knight will get up and go to the Chinon River to pour cold water on himself. Feeling cold, the knight shouted happily. By the way, he would beat the Chinon River with his hands. Many live fish would be shot directly out of the river and brought home by the knight.

The knight was so strong that he didn't need anyone to serve him at all. The big tree that was hugged by the four was cut down by him with an axe and brought home alone, and the farmland was under his command. Developed by irrigation, he also raised a lot of 'fat' pigs and 'chicken' ducks and geese, and patiently made feed for them. Under his leadership, Hongyu Village has a new atmosphere. Working so hard, under his strict supervision, the serfs did not dare to be lazy. This year's annual success was good, and Hongyu Village ushered in a bumper harvest.

The village's good harvest and many big 'fat' pigs soon attracted the attention of nearby robbers and rogue knights, who broke into the red fish village on a dark and windy night for a month.

Then, no then.

Three 'waves' of robbers and rogue knights came one after another. After entering the Red Fish Village, these people disappeared without a sound. Since then, no one has seen them again, except that some serfs who worked hard to farm have been divided into With little used weapons and equipment, the adult male 'sex' were armed.

Since then, serving the knight master sometimes turned into an armed training of the knight master. The serfs took part in the training with captured weapons. Starting from the basic walking in line and spear thrusting, the strict training of the knight master made a lot of people. The serfs were so miserable that every time they participated in the training, the serfs felt like a grave.

However, the knight likes to watch them cry. He usually doesn't talk much. The best young man in training can always get some 'meat' from him, thinking about the hard work of labor and training. Almost, the days of the serfs are coming to an end, at least there are some rewards.

The serfs were also a little numb after witnessing that the knight master grabbed the tails of two bison with his own hands and carried them out of the forest and domesticated them into cattle. Anyway, our knight master is invincible and does not impose heavy taxes on us. Still get through.

One day in late autumn, Hongyu Village welcomed an uninvited guest.

This uninvited guest with long hair in a white 'color' shawl rides a pack horse, with many bags hanging on both sides of the pack horse, as well as the head of a blood-sucking beast, behind the uninvited guest is carrying two swords, one silver sword and one A steel sword, a fire gun on his waist, and a scale armor and cloak that are convenient and convenient to move, but it has been damaged in many places.

When the villagers saw him, they began to whisper 'privately'.

"That's not Lord Knight of Duty, that's a witcher!"

"What do witchers do in a place like this?"

"Oh my god, this **** mutant! They bring bad luck wherever they go! I wish he wasn't here to investigate."

"Go and inform the village elders!"

A few serfs hurriedly ran towards the depths of the village, and the remaining serfs gave the witcher a suspicious look, but there was no obvious hostility.

Demon hunters are everywhere, all over the continent, and many churches cooperate with the witcher organization, but as I said before, the witchers are in a somewhat awkward position now, so they are not popular, and many humans use Doubt and fear looked at them.

Because once the traces of corruption are found in the village, the witcher is likely to take extreme measures for this reason.

This witcher looks about thirty years old, his face is relatively young, and his face is already covered with scars, especially the scar from the eyebrows to the cheek is particularly terrifying. The words were a little silent, but he still came to the notice board in the village, wanting to see what quests could be picked up recently.

There is only one notice on the notice board, which is the legend of the red 'red' blood knight.

In the dark night of Brittany, there are often **** 'colored', undead knights with shields and lances. These undead knights may be followers of the Scarlet Duke, or they may not. With the coat of arms of the red 'color' dragon, the armor is covered with images of death and slayer. In their hands was a corrupted weapon, inscribed with dark talismans, carved with evil metal, painted with images of beasts, stenched from their bodies, and continually attacked the villages.

They call themselves the Knights of the Blood Castle.

These most terrifying undead knights can only be confronted by the Holy Grail Knight. Once the Blood Castle Knights appear, the Holy Grail Knight will also be dispatched immediately, and the two will start a great duel.

Any information about the red blood knights can be reported to the lord, and the lord will definitely give generous rewards.

"This is not a task that I can take." The witcher shook his head. He knew about these blood knights. The witcher's mentor had warned him that he was not suitable for such a difficult task because of his strength.

At this time, the village elder of Hongyu Village appeared. He leaned on a wooden cane and came to the Demon Hunter tremblingly: "Excuse me, why are you here, Demon Hunter?"

"My name is Abel, and I come from Helmgart of the Empire." The witcher nodded slightly and said hello: "Is there any work you can do for me here?"

"Uh, let me think about it... Our village has been quiet recently, nothing special has happened, you may be disappointed, witcher." The village elder thought for a while and shook his head.

"Okay, what is the direction of Jin Town?" Seeing that there was no quest to pick up, the witcher Abel could see that the villagers did not welcome him to stay, so he chose to leave.

After the witcher rode away on his horse, a tall and mighty figure appeared behind the village elder: "What is the origin of that person? It seems that you are all afraid of him?"

"Lord Angron!" The village elder immediately knelt down: "They are witchers."

"Witcher? What do they do?" Angron had a ferocious face~www.wuxiamtl.com~ with a big bald head, and he spoke calmly.

The village veteran told Angron about the role of the witcher.

"Like the Inquisition? It's interesting, so these people must not be very likable at ordinary times, right?" Angron said with interest: "Interesting, I really want to chat with him if I have a chance... Use mine ax."

"That, Lord Angron, recently... the villagers have seen something." The village elder thought for a while, and then said in a low voice: "Someone really saw a blood-red 'color' knight in the depths of Xialong Forest. Fire-breathing black horse."

"Yes, I know, I saw it too." Who knew that Angron nodded calmly: "It seems that you are not talking nonsense."

"Uh, Lord Angron, those red blood knights are very dangerous, you must never fight them head-on, you must call the Holy Grail Knight, the red blood knights are the Holy Grail Knights only. Only then can we deal with it!" The village elder said quickly.

"Did you mean this?" Who knows, Angron raised a blood-red 'color' pointed dragon-wing helmet. Inside the helmet was a withered and withered head with an abnormal gray-white 'color'.

"Ah! This is... the blood knight!" The village elder sat on the ground in fright. He exclaimed, "Lord Angron, you defeated the blood knight and killed it?"

"Yeah, this guy is so annoying, it doesn't look human." Angron threw his head on the ground and muttered, as if the blood knight troubled him.

"It disturbed my farming, so I screwed its head off. It's so weak, it really doesn't take a beating."

"Find a place to hang it, so that there are no annoying guys to disturb my farming."

"I'll leave the rest to you. I'm going to get fodder for my cattle."