Public trial?You deserve it too!

"Yes, that's him." Erwin wanted to say something, but suddenly realized that he seemed to have said too much, so he didn't have anything to say immediately.

However, this conversation from self-introduction to gossip made the relationship between the four people a lot closer, which also made Georgie heave a sigh of relief. Now it seems that everyone's identities are relatively close, and no one has any noble lords. temper.

"It seems that I was lucky. This time I finally lived up to the expectations of the villagers. It seems that the imperial capital is not as terrible as they say, but Randolph and Erwin are much younger than me. They are loyal knights. You have to work harder at your age! '

The Wind Rises on Europa: Chapter 35 Adelin's News

Georgi soon found that he really had to work harder.

As an academy that cultivates all-round talents, the courses of the Department of Warfare are of course not just actual combat drills. You can't talk about soldiers on paper, and you can only be a squad leader when you really go to the battlefield.

So in the first semester, apart from physical training, it was all liberal arts courses, geopolitics, history, geography, logistics, basic tactical literacy, classic battle replays... These things are enough to drive a half-way out front-line officer to go crazy .

And his roommates are all top academics, Randolph is very familiar with geopolitics and history, and Erwin is full of praise from teachers in logistics and geography.

The most outrageous thing is Claude, who has never forgotten this kind of thing. When he reaches the tenth textbook, what he brings to people is awe.

(A character with [ ] curled his lips.)

The only thing that made him thankful was that these little friends neither laughed at him nor arrogantly refused to lend a helping hand. Everyone was quite patient with his request for advice, which allowed him to barely catch up with the progress of the course.

So during the regular monthly holidays, he still studied hard in the self-study room, and had no intention of going to see the colorful world of the imperial capital at all.

"Is Georgi a bit too much? He didn't go out to play on the day off after all this?"

Erwin yawned, and woke up early today to rush home for breakfast. After all, university cafeterias... only students from the Department of War go to cheer every day, because they have so much energy Sneak out to eat.

As for the others... as long as they are brave, every day is a lie.

"After all, he is not from the imperial capital. He probably feels that he is afraid of getting lost by himself? This month, we will go to our respective homes. Let's invite him to play in the imperial capital next time."

Claude wiped his wet hair, he just took a shower after morning exercise.

"But Claude, you are hardworking enough. You are obviously a knight of justice. You have to get up early every morning to practice those basic sword skills." Randolph had admiration on his face.

"No, in fact, I don't have any other sword skills to practice, and the morning training time is not long, and the training will not have any effect. It is better to review the past and learn the new."

The guy who has never practiced basic swordsmanship before speaks loudly.

The three left the dormitory, went to the stables, took out their horses, and walked out of the school gate leisurely.

Claude didn't go along with them, because he was going out of town to the manor, but he wanted to go back to his house in Brunhildstrasse to see Friedrich, and he would only get it in a month. An intel, and he didn't want to miss anything that might turn out to be interesting.

But obviously his plan was in vain, because a familiar carriage was already waiting for him there.

That is to say, it is absolutely impossible for noble students from other departments to get up at the school gate so early, otherwise there should be another large group of whispers.

"Claude! You also said that you are not the guardian knight of Her Royal Highness!"

Erwin's eyes were straightened, and His Royal Highness Christina actually got out of the carriage and waited for this guy.

"I said no, it was no. Compared to me, the female knight next to the princess should be more likely."

Claude was also a little surprised to see Lina and Christina, who were wearing knight armor, chatting happily. This is really an unimaginable path. Is this a curve to save the country or a crooked one?

Randolph didn't seem very surprised, he just pulled Alvin with a smirk on his face: "Let's go, the two of us can't become guardian knights anyway, it would be better if Claude could be one ? At least we have a chance to meet His Royal Highness Christina, don't we?"

Erwin sighed and winked at Claude, followed Randolph and rode away laughing and laughing.

"Your Highness, I am really flattered by your arrival." Claude led the horse to salute, and then smiled at Lina next to him.

"It's nothing. I don't have any reason to go out on weekdays. My father always tells me to stay in the manor and not run around. I heard Knight Lina say that you will come back today, so I asked her to come back with me." Get up and take you back to the manor."

Christina's words made Claude think about it. It seems that this period of time is still a bit unsettled, otherwise it would be unreasonable for Ludwig to give his daughter a grounding order.

"Rina has become my guardian knight. I heard that you were supposed to be in charge."

"Please forgive my offense. It's just because of my parents' expectations, so I can't take on such a heavy responsibility for the time being." Claude apologized with a wry smile, and then looked at the girl with a slightly disturbed face, "Lina, this armor is very suitable And you, Mrs. Rupert would be delighted to see it."

One sentence made the girl who was worried about gains and losses smile again: "Thank you!"

"Let's talk in the car first, I've asked the maid to prepare breakfast."

Christina chuckled and sent out the invitation: "Lina has a secret that she wants to share with you, so hurry up."

"Secret?" Claude's face was full of cuteness, and he understood that it should be the hole he dug... No, it should be said that the prepared "surprise" broke out.

"My father didn't die. Thanks to Knight Claude, you bandaged him in time. After he was brought back to the town by several survivors, he miraculously recovered slowly! Mom went there this time and happened to meet found a survivor, and found Dad!" Lina told Claude the news with some excitement.

"Really!" Claude also showed an excited expression, "Mr. Adelin is not dead... This is really great! I also thought that there might be no hope at the time, but I still helped him with a simple bandage. I didn’t expect it to actually work.”

"Knight Claude, you saved my father, my mother and me. I really don't know how to thank you."

Lina looked at the shy boy sitting across from her who was praised by her, with admiration and gratitude in her eyes.

"No, I just did a little bit of work, which is what every righteous knight should do."

The boy shook his head and showed a bright smile. The morning sun shone straight in from the car window, as if echoing his sincere sense of justice.

The Wind Rises on Europa: Chapter 36 Chapter 36 Flaws

Christina picked up the black tea in front of her, and looked at Claude who was sitting opposite in the rising steam.

She was genuinely interested in the young knight.

Not only because he saved his father, but also because he perfectly fits the identities of the male protagonists in all the knight novels I have read.

The young man embarked on a journey for glory, met an old knight in deep trouble, and agreed to an impossible task with only his blood, and finally won the favor of the knight's daughter, and ended the flowering.

Pretty much the perfect story, no?

But isn't this a bit too logical?Forget about novels, is there such a thing in reality?

Christina demurred.

Speaking of which, this objection was really unreasonable, because Mr. Jung also said that Claude had no problems under his personal testing, but Christina was paranoid and believed in her intuition.

Unlike her innocent father, Christina's beautiful yet vulnerable exterior hides a giggling little devil.

In the eyes of outsiders, she is a sick and weak Princess of Verdun. She has lived in seclusion since she was a child, and even when she shows up, she has a pale face, as if she will be blown down by a gust of wind at any time.

But only a few people know that her weakness is not due to illness, but because of excessive mental power.

Since she was a child, her magic power was different from that of ordinary people. This magic power overwhelmed her body, so she had to sleep for a long time and keep her magic power low to reduce unnecessary physical consumption for herself.

From the age of ten, after so many years of physical conditioning, she was able to live like a normal person. At this time, this innate gift finally began to bloom.

She is well aware of Jung's ability, but for Christina, who grew up almost immersed in magic, it is ten times easier to fool Jung than to run 800 meters.

So she believed that Claude, who was as talented as her, must have a way to deceive Teacher Jung.

The last temptation was to express her gratitude on the one hand, and to try to see if she could find Claude's flaws on the other hand, but she got nothing at all.

So this time, she deliberately brought the "heroine of the novel" over, wanting to try again.

This time, finally there is a receipt.

Those were Claude's eyes.

A person's expression can be made by twisting the five sense organs, but the eyes cannot be changed. Perhaps wrinkles and eyelids can be used to enhance this emotional change, but the things contained in the eyes are the final determination of the other person. where the feelings are.

There was no difference in the way the other party looked at Lina and himself. Regardless of the difference in identity, status, or charm, Claude looked at the two of them with the same eyes as he looked at the two knights who left before.

It was at this time that Christina finally understood, from listening to Jung's story about Claude until meeting the knight, where was the incongruity in her instinctive suspicion of Claude's behavior.

class gap.

As a princess, whether traveling alone or with her father, most of those people's eyes are fawning and fawning. Even those who are neither humble nor humble to themselves and their father, they still respect the identity of the royal family from the bottom of their hearts.

But Claude didn't see it in his eyes.

He has almost no respect for the class gap of nobles. How dare a downcast noble think of kidnapping the daughter of a grand duke in the first place to force the other party to send troops to chase and kill him?

Ludwig couldn't think of this problem, and Jung couldn't think of it, because they were thinking from a high position. From their identities and perspectives, kidnapping the daughter of the Grand Duke of Saxony was a bit of a nonsense, but after all, it was a matter of urgency, and Judging from the consequences of the matter, such behavior is really effective, so I didn't think much about it.

But what if you think about it from the perspective of civilians?Claude's behavior can be described as shocking. How dare a commoner knight without any title dare to make a decision on the daughter of a powerful duke with the title of the principality. How bold is this?

It couldn't really be that Dania fell in love with this guy at first sight, so she helped him make suggestions, right?

... Although this guy is indeed handsome like the male protagonist in the novel, Christina believes that the Dania she knows is absolutely impossible to be a woman who only looks at her face.

Princess Verdun shook her head, regained her scattered thoughts, and once again looked firmly at Claude, who cast his gaze over in doubt.

I will definitely dig out your true face!

Then Christina turned her gaze away with a guilty conscience.

Does this guy need to be so handsome, I even forgot why I stared at his face...

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"Sir, here we are."

The sound made Denish frown slightly with his eyes closed, but he opened his eyes anyway.

This is the Provence province of the empire, located in the south, so even though the imperial capital is still cold in spring, it already feels a little hot here.

Denish took off his coat, got out of the carriage, and looked to the east in the distance. There was the Turin province of the empire. The huge Turin fortress firmly blocked the way for the Church to leave the Holy Mountain. The Plain of Provence is separated from the Theocracy.

"But soon, you will taste the bitter fruit of being the enemy of God."

Denish sneered.

The second prince supported by the Holy Kingdom was ruined, so those who had been active in the imperial capital for a long time, no matter whether they were exposed or not, had to be forced to leave, or go to other places to hide, or return to the Holy Kingdom.

But Denish's task is very different. He received the order to go to the province of Provence to set off a rebellion against the empire, and the person who was bought into the front was a former Principality of Wallachia. General.

Of course, the true identity of the general will be left to the Imperial Intelligence Agency to "discover by itself".

In order to make the acting more realistic, before Denish left the imperial capital, he once asked a gang leader to help him capture the Wallachian princess who was in exile in the imperial capital.

But what he didn't expect was that his plan failed. The princess was surrounded by other guardians that exceeded expectations. Fortunately, the gang leader's family was the eldest prince, and he also silenced it immediately. So no flaws were revealed.

The Wind Rises on Europa: Chapter 37 Chapter 37 Mr. Envoy's blood pressure is full

Not catching the princess was no big deal, but it was the thorough investigation by the Imperial Intelligence Bureau that made him break out in a cold sweat. At that time, he realized that his actions were too reckless. Afterwards, he went to arrest the family members of his subordinates. If they were associated with him, it would be difficult for him to escape from the imperial capital.

Fortunately, the other party did not find him, so next, it was his turn to stab the empire's soft lower abdomen-this is an important grain-producing area of ​​the empire, and almost all the grain imports of the province of Turin come from From here, if the spring plowing here can be destroyed, it will greatly restrict the power of the empire.

Several knights raised smoke and dust on the road, and they should be coming here.

Denish narrowed his eyes. Although the remnant of Wallachia named Galapash wisely chose to join the Church, he always looked down on traitors, let alone coming from that god-forsaken land. He had been uncomfortable fighting alongside these Wallachians for so long.

But it doesn't matter, the order I received was just to make the empire think that it was a rebellion started by a Wallachian. It didn't say that I would keep this surrendered general and throw them out as scapegoats to cover the church. It is enough for the people of the country to retreat safely, and it can be regarded as alleviating their inner depression.

Several knights in full armor came before them in a blink of an eye. They inspected the carriage, dismounted and walked to Denish.

"Excuse me, Mr. Special Envoy of the Church?"

"Where's Galapash?"

Denish had no intention of answering at all, but instead asked a very arrogant question,

"General Galapash is waiting for you in his tent, Mr. Envoy."

said a soldier.

"Take me there."

Denis ordered.

"Yes!"

The several knights looked at each other without changing their expressions. On the contrary, they waited respectfully until Denish got into the carriage before getting on his horse and leading the way.

"It's quite witty, and you know how to please me... It seems that at least for this period of time, my mood will be much better than I imagined."

Denish calmed down and began to review his plan in his heart.

It didn't take too long from the reception point to Galapash's tent, but the loud noise made Denish frown.

Dozens of sheep were grazing outside, and many people were mowing and carrying them. They seemed to be feeding pigs and horses. There were even a few dogs barking behind the camp. The whole camp looked more like a farm than a military camp.

A fat ball wrapped in a layer of armor "rolled" over, which surprised the special envoy of the Holy See. He never thought that there was such a spherical armor, and he didn't know how it was made.

"Mr. Special Envoy! Mr. Special Envoy!" Fatty wiped his sweat while smiling, "You came so fast, I'm still rehearsing a welcome team inside."

Denish frowned and looked at the fat man who didn't know how many horses he needed to move, and asked with some uncertainty: "General Galapash?"

"Oh, you can just call me Galapash, we are already colleagues, it's too natural to call it so, Mr. Special Envoy, come here, although it hasn't been rehearsed yet, it's still very imposing—— Come out and line up to welcome the special envoy of the Theocracy!"

Galapash affectionately grabbed Denish whose expression was beginning to distort, and a group of people rushed out like herding sheep, shouting "Welcome, Mr. Special Envoy of the Church", as if they were afraid that others would not know that standing behind them was the Church country.