At the beginning of April, the Grail Cathedral was full of vitality.
After a period of rest, Laing was finally able to walk. Although he was still a little weak, he looked like a normal person on the surface.
"Really? Suria won the knight's competition? Then I really have to congratulate her. " Today, Duke Winford, François, came to visit Laing. The Duke himself was quite proud. He stroked his mustache and brought the good news to Laing, who was recuperating.
Both his son and daughter won the knight's competition. There was no reason for François not to be proud. The Grail Knights were also human.
"Congratulations. It's a pity that I wasn't there to watch." Laing said regretfully. He could understand why the female knight didn't come to visit him, because Suria must be participating in the knight's competition.
"Hahaha, it's okay. Laing, it's more important for you to recover." François laughed. The Duke himself noticed Morgiana, who was sitting next to him without saying a word, so he said in a respectful tone, "Thank you, Your Highness Morgiana, for giving Suria the award. This is an honor that belongs to Suria."
"It's my duty." Morgiana's face didn't look good. The Lake Goddess Witch nodded lightly.
François felt that Morgiana seemed to be in a bad mood. Two days ago, the Lake Goddess Witch also seemed to be in a bad mood when she gave his daughter the Laurel Crown. She just went through the procedure and said a few words of encouragement.
The Lake Goddess Witch's temperament had always been unpredictable. François thought that his daughter shouldn't have offended her Highness Morgiana, right? So the Duke changed the topic, "Speaking of which, Laing, today is the Day of the Grail. There are a lot of activities on the streets of Culona. If you don't have any questions, do you want to go out with Laing?"
The Day of the Holy Grail was an official holiday in Brittania. It commemorated the meeting between the founding Knight King Arthur and the Lake Nymph at the Lake Nymph in Carcassonne. Arthur drank the water of the Holy Grail with the blessing of the Lake Nymph and became the first Knight of the Holy Grail.
This was the beginning of Brittany's great history. After Arthur died of illness, his eldest son, Louis, set the two days when Arthur prayed at Lake Goddess and the Lake Goddess came the next day as official holidays to commemorate his father's great work....
By the way, the second Knight King, Lewis, was doubted by many people before he succeeded the throne. Because he had not yet been recognized by the Lady of the Lake to become a Knight of the Holy Grail, he chose to give up the position of the Knight King. He rode on his horse, took his long sword, and left the capital alone to seek the recognition of the Lady of the Lake.
This was the origin of the Knight of Mission, or the Knight of Expedition.
A few years later, Louis, who had advanced into the Sanctuary-level, returned to the capital in tatters. His eyes were red, and his whole body was exuding a holy aura. There was a golden Grail on his flag. No one doubted his identity, so he successfully became the Knight King. He then sat on the throne for more than two hundred years before he passed away.
After hearing François's invitation, Laing was a little tempted. He had been in the Grail Cathedral for more than ten days, and it was indeed very boring. If it were not for Emilia accompanying him during the day and Morgiana discussing some matters of the kingdom with him at night, he really felt that he was going to rust.
"My lord …" Before Laing could open his mouth, Morgiana coldly replied, "If you want to go, just go. You don't have to ask me."
"Uh … I mean, with the duke around, safety should not be a problem, but I have to ask for your opinion." Laing was polite enough to ask for Morgiana's opinion.
"Go. Today is a lady's day. You don't have to rush back." Morgiana stared at Laing and said something that sounded strange to both Laing and François. Then, the Lake Goddess witch turned around and walked into the inner room. She obviously had other things to do.
Laing, who felt as if he had just been pardoned, finally came out of the Grail Cathedral with François.
On the day of the Holy Grail, the streets of Culona were decorated with lanterns and streamers. On the prosperous streets of Culona, a large number of nobles and citizens were shopping and having fun. The shops on both sides of the street were filled with all kinds of wine. The streets were extremely lively. On this day, even the serfs could stop their work and enjoy the holiday with the nobles.
On this day, the knights would kindly allow the serfs to revel as much as they could. They would open their cellars, and bring out the poor quality of the wine, which was about to expire, or which had begun to sour, for the serfs to drink to their heart's content, in the hope that the ladies would notice their generosity.
François observed Laing's state and found that he was not unstable, so he was relieved and said to Laing, "It's enough to be able to do this. Even I was not sure if I could defeat the great demon Nurgle, but you did it."
"If it weren't for the siege of the Grail Knights and the help of Boris, I might not have had the chance to defeat the great demon Nurgle." Laing recalled the fierce battle and sighed in a low voice, "Even so, I paid a terrible price. Now that I think about it, there was only a thin line between life and death."
"The Great Demon of Chaos is so powerful. It has been weakened by the attacks of the Knights of Grail and Mr. Kurfürst White Wolf, and the magic wind is very weak. The strength it can carry out is limited, but it is still suppressing us, the legendary Knights of Grail, on its own. It seems that I still have a long way to go." Laing continued, but he had no intention to discuss this topic with the duke, so he immediately added, "By the way, how did Suria win the championship in the Knight Tournament? Can you tell me?"
"Suria? Her opponent in the finals is Matthew Bard from Connet. He's a strange young man, but he's very strong. " François nodded and continued to talk about the process of the Knight Tournament, "In the first two rounds, Suria lost. Matthew Bard's lance was very accurate and very fast. Every time, he could attack Suria before she could attack."
After saying this, François said with some pride, "But in the third round, Suria successfully avoided Matthew Bard's lance. She used the three-part thrust that Julius taught her and successfully shot down Matthew Bard's flower plume. She won in one fell swoop."
Laing nodded, and he recalled the rules of the Knight Tournament.
The Knight Tournament was a long spear competition on horseback. Two fully armed knights rode their horses along the prescribed road and attacked each other with wooden spears. If the opponent's body was attacked, it would be regarded as a victory, and if the opponent's head was attacked, it would be regarded as a foul and a failure.
The competition was divided into three rounds, and the one with the most points would be the champion of the Knight Tournament.
However, even if the first two rounds were won by the same knight, the third round would still go on as usual, because there was a special rule in the long spear competition: the flower plume would be shot down.
The flower plume was a feather on the knight's kite helmet. According to the rules of the long spear competition, if a knight could use his lance to hit the flower plume on the kite helmet without touching the opponent's head, then the competition would be immediately won because the flower plume was shot down.
According to the Duke himself, Suria suddenly used this trick at the last moment. Matthew Bard did not expect that the female knight in front of him, who was only in her twenties, would have such a profound knight combat skill. The flower plume was shot down, and Suria successfully completed the reversal.
The female knight, who had succeeded in the reversal, immediately wanted to visit Laing with the trophy, but she was rejected by Morgiana on the spot. The Lake Goddess Witch said that Laing needed to rest.
"I hope more people can come to see me. Otherwise, I always feel like I've been abandoned by the world," Laing said helplessly.
The Duke himself and Laing walked through a street together. The appearance of the Holy Grail Knights set off a carnival in the street. The citizens loudly sang the glory and fame of the Holy Grail Knights, and they offered sweet wine to their beloved Holy Grail Knights. The children sang songs around François and Laing, and the citizens applauded. The bards created moving songs on the spot. The beautiful hopes and wishes of mankind were displayed in front of everyone at this moment.
The most popular one was Leon, who was in the limelight. Many unmarried girls approached him and gave him their jewelry, handicrafts, and flowers. This unmarried Knight of the Holy Grail had recently become the hottest new star in the kingdom. His every move would attract the screams and cheers of countless people. He was like a god that had descended to the mortal world.
It took a lot of effort to slip out of the crowd. François looked at Laing, who was a little embarrassed, and said with a fake smile, "My Baron, you are really popular with the young ladies!"
"I can only thank the lady for her pity," Laing said playfully. "My Duke, weren't you like her when you were young?"
"Hahaha!" François laughed. He slapped Laing's arm. The Duke's action seemed to be very big, but in fact, he didn't use much strength. "In order to get you out, you need me, your father, to do it in person. Laing, you really have a lot of face!"
"???" Laing's head was full of question marks. He still didn't understand.
"Go, it's just up ahead." François patted Laing's shoulder and pointed to a path in the city. Then the Duke disappeared without looking back.
Laing vaguely understood something. He lifted his head and walked along the slope of the path.
Spring had really arrived. The hillside was planted with a lush sea of flowers. The flowers bloomed vigorously under the efforts of the gardeners. The bright sun shone on the ground, and the fresh air blew across Laing's face in the breeze.
Iris was the national flower of Brittany. Besides, there were many other flowers blooming on the hillside. Laing felt as though he was far away from the hustle and bustle of the mortal world. The battles with Chaos, Orcs, and Green Dwarfs seemed to have become a thing of the past. The Chosen One strolled in the sea of flowers, enjoying his leisure time during the holidays.
Passing through the lush sea of flowers, under a tall windmill, a beautiful noble lady stood in the middle of the sea of flowers. In that instant, Leon felt that all the flowers in the mountains had lost their splendor. In his eyes, there was only her, and nothing else.
She also noticed Laing's appearance. She opened her mouth and shouted in disbelief, "Laing? You … you can move now? "
"It's a pity that I couldn't witness …" Laing wanted to say more, but he felt himself being hugged.
After hesitating for a moment, Laing hugged the soft and fragrant woman in his arms, feeling her fullness and softness. "It's okay."
Under the blue sky, in front of the huge windmill, in the lush sea of flowers, the two of them hugged tightly.
Everything in the world seemed to have ceased to exist. The only thing left was the sound of the spring breeze blowing across the ground and the fragrance of the flowers.
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