The Blackening Journey of the Abandoned Knight

In the imperial capital, in the year 470 of the Arctic Holy Calendar, November [-]th, the Snow Festival.

This is the most important festival before the coming of the New Year's Day of God. In the past, usually on this day, the men of the head of the family would bring their wives and children to the market to celebrate the snow day. The last big purchase before approaching is to prepare for the coming severe cold.Because this is a celebration for the whole family, apart from the young children who come to the market, there are rare beautiful girls who are raised at home and do not go out.

"...So, from no one knows when, Winterfell became a festival where young men and women meet each other. If any man wins the girl's favor, the girl will take off the hat and decorate it from the past autumn Put the harvested fruit into the white wine and invite the man she likes to drink, if the man drinks the wine, he agrees to get along with each other, and the two are happy, and a beautiful relationship begins like this." Someone explained.

"Yes." Those who listened agreed.

The person who had spoken for a long time raised his eyebrows.

The short-haired girl patted the thick book spread out in front of her with her palm. It was obvious that the large paragraph just now was read from the book, and the black words and sentences printed in ink on the pages of the book were exactly the same as what she just said.

"But tell me, Sophia, what are you doing now?"

At the small round table, holding a teacup in both hands, the curly-haired girl with a face like a doll is smiling.

"Greena, as you can see, I'm waiting for someone."

The short-haired girl squinted her eyes, her heroic eyebrows tangled together.

"Secretly promised?"

"Yes." Sophia nodded.

The two people looked at each other, the curly-haired girl Sophia's eyes were gentle and watery, while the short-haired girl Grena's eyes were like burning fire.

Sophia blinked slowly.

"Greena, you're angry," she affirmed.

Grena stared at her closely. After a while, Grena's only friend, Sophia, the eldest lady of St. Canaan's family, still looked at her in bewilderment. Obviously, although Sophia understood with her usual tacit understanding that she was angry, she didn't understand Where is she angry.

She could only speak out viciously.

"I'm angry...Of course I'm angry. Why do I have no idea who you're in love with? You never told me when I came back a week ago. If I didn't see you enter this store and follow me, I'm afraid you would Keep it in the dark!"

Talking about being very thirsty for a long time, Greina casually lifted the pot-bellied teapot, and Sophia quickly turned the teacup upside down on the porcelain saucer for her, and then withdrew her hand even faster.

When the gentle girl was relieved, Grena had already poured tea for herself—most of the tea was spilled on the pure white tablecloth—and drank it in one gulp.

Letting out a sigh of relief, the short-haired girl whose behavior and family status were completely inappropriate continued to speak after solving her thirst problem.

"Have you nothing to explain from what I have said?"

Sophia shook her head, "Sorry, but if you explain it, there is no."

"Sophia!"

The gentle girl who had been sitting at the table raised her head. The firmness and determination in Amber's transparent eyes almost frightened Greina, who grew up with her, and she interrupted Greina's next words.

"I'm really sorry to say that, Grena, but, I think, the relationship is my business—"

"Sophia..."

"Please don't interrupt, I'll tell you right now, Grena, I... already know the result of myself and him, he will not agree to associate with me."

Greina called out Sophia's name for the third time, but this time, instead of the usual anger of the previous two times, she was puzzled.

"I don't understand. With your character and family background, which man can refuse you, Sophia, really, I think even His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is only a good match for you." Speaking of this, the short-haired girl suddenly thought of a possibility , "Could it be, could it be, you fell in love with a married man?!"

"Greina, I hope you're joking." Sophia said flatly.

"Well, I'm joking later, but what I said earlier is what I really think in my heart, which man can refuse you."

Sophia replied: "I have a man I love in my heart."

Grena Σ(°△°|||)︴: Hey hey hey hey!Is it really a married man? !

Greina still wanted to continue persuading her, but suddenly there was a commotion on the street.

The most exciting moment of Winterfell is at night, and it is only noon now. After yesterday’s unexpected sunny day, the sky in the imperial capital returned to the usual dark gray of this month. However, when the man galloped across the street, it was bright. It was like a light.

Girls who lose their femininity at festivals scream or faint.

"Master Pale Knight!"

"It's true... just like the rumors, it's very attractive."

"Who will help me, my feet are weak..."

From the small window on the second floor, Sophia and Greina saw the door of the store below, and the white knight dismounted gracefully—this action made the girls on the street scream again—and handed the shiny helmet to the attendant beside him.

"It turned out to be him. Well, whatever you want to say to him, I will listen in." Seeing the person coming, the short-haired girl said firmly.

Without waiting for Sophia to refuse, Greina turned around very consciously and hid in the cubicle hidden by piles of dried flowers. She had just put away the hem of her skirt when she heard footsteps going upstairs.

The footsteps stopped outside the box door, and a few seconds later, someone knocked on the door.

"Sorry, Ms. Saint Canaan, someone reported last night that signs of the witch's creation were found in the village east of the imperial capital, so I took a small team of soldiers to investigate. I just entered the gate of the city, so I came late, let you Wait." The visitor said from outside the door.

"No, I didn't wait long, please come in, Sir Knight." Sophia said with a smile.

In the entire empire, the youngest high-ranking warrior, the spear knight known as pale, pushed open the door of the private room and walked in.

Although she knew that the other party was so dull that she couldn't detect her obvious thoughts, when she saw him, Sophia quickly shifted her eyes to cover up after the first dizziness.

However, that kind of dizziness is unavoidable, just like the two red clouds flying over Sophia's cheeks.

As we all know, the Pale Knight who is loyal to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is a rare white man.

Short pure white hair, pure white skin, light red eyes, too little pigment makes the knight look like he was cut from ice cubes, this too pure and cold color is full of exotic and inhuman charm, making most people When I saw him, I swore that I saw the messenger of God walking out of the murals in the hall of the Arctic Temple.

The whole body is enveloped in the glory of God.

Some Templars who were jealous of Lu thought he was just taking advantage of his natural looks, but...

Sophia said in her heart, no, Sophia, you know that such glory comes from this person's pious belief, you have witnessed it with your own eyes, haven't you?

"Although you say so, it is wrong to keep a lady waiting. If you want, as long as you don't violate the principle and I have free time, you can send me no matter what it is." Lu said respectfully.

"Master Knight is a busy person." Sophia said with a smile, pointing to the chair opposite her.

"Sorry..." Lu sat down.

"However, I just have a request. I heard that Lord Knight never drinks alcohol?"

Lu hesitated for a moment, then quickly replied, "The rumors are correct."

"Then," the beautiful young girl sat at a small round table covered with lace tablecloth, her sweet face was illuminated by the light of a lit candle, she took a very serious attitude, and picked up an unopened bottle of wine from the wine rack beside her. White wine "I beg you to accompany me for a drink, will you?"

Lu hesitated again.

So, Miss St. Canaan invited him to come here for a drink?

What a strange request. However, after returning to the city today, most of the things were very strange. For example, there were too many ladies on the street. Originally, he would not be late, but he was blocked by a raging crowd along the way pace of.

Moreover, although he no longer needs to follow the teaching rules after leaving the temple, he is not a member of the temple teaching now, and he can drink alcohol, but since he was born, he has never drunk a drop of alcohol...it is not very good.

What's more, brewing wastes food, and his god does not advocate such behavior.

Lu thought about the words of rejection, and Sophia naturally knew what he was thinking.

"Please don't refuse in a hurry, Sir Knight, I invite you to drink, it's a celebration for me."

As Sophia said, she poured two glasses of wine steadily with her hands.

The transparent, citrine-like thick liquid was poured into two goblets that had been placed on the table long ago. Sophia picked out two fleshy fruits from the fruit plate very naturally, and put one in a glass.

Lu was puzzled.

It's a very normal movement, why are Miss St. Canaan's fingers trembling?

"My family is discussing my marriage recently." Sophia raised two cups, and handed one of them to Lu who stood aside, who had been silent since just now.

"The marriage arranged for you by the Prime Minister must be the best." Lu who felt that it was wrong thought about his words.

"Yes," Sophia smiled sweetly at him, "My lord father must have arranged a good marriage for me."

But in the eyes of the knight, such a smile is too illusory, too forced, and full of sadness. Obviously, its owner doesn't want to smile at this time.

He held the glass, but didn't drink it like Sophia thought.

"Master Knight?"

The girl urged.

After a stalemate for nearly a minute, Lu slowly put the goblet back on the table.

"I've been working a lot lately, and I'm a little confused...Miss Saint Canaan, may I ask, is today November [-]th, Winterfell?"

The girl was silent for a while, and then said, "Actually, you can pretend that you haven't found it. I don't need your response, I just want to express my heart."

"If it's what I want, I must respond to your wishes, Miss Saint Canaan."

Lu took a few steps back and knelt down on one knee.

"Please allow me to explain that my allegiance has been given to my lord, and the rest of my feelings have been dedicated to the gods of the North Pole, so no matter which one you ask, I can't help—"

"--enough!"

The violent roar interrupted Lu's narration.

Grena rushed out of the cubicle, took Sophia's hand from her face, and pulled her up from her seat.

"Sophia, let's go, this scumbag doesn't deserve your love at all."

Facing the way she appeared, he was not surprised at all. He had already heard the deep and shallow breathing in the cubicle. The knight lowered his head and stared at the two overlapping skirt corners.

"Even if you choose me, it's better than this guy!"

***

In the evening, the banquet is over.

The drunken heir to the throne looked at his loyal subordinate and rarely asked.

"Lu Qing, didn't any lady invite you today? Are you old enough to start a family?"

The subordinates helped him into the carriage.

"It's not the one you said, but today, the relationship between a pair of lovers has been promoted, and I feel very happy."

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince: "..."

where is wrong?

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As long as the road has faith, it is enough

You don't need any young lady or Xiao Gong!