rom the heart of the Golden Sparrow Empire, was suddenly graced by a column of silver-armored knights bearing their heraldry high.The old scholar, Palash, of Gruz town, upon seeing the emblem on the f...Ya Mei Province, Gru Town.
When the first chill of winter settled upon the frozen land, this remote town, far from the heart of the Golden Sparrow Empire, was suddenly graced by a column of silver-armored knights bearing their heraldry high.
The old scholar, Palash, of Gruz town, upon seeing the emblem on the flag, flinched with wide eyes and broke out in a cold sweat.
The tiger treads upon the python, the python coils around the full moon.
Parxia's neighbor was Dim, the only blacksmith in town. Dim, puffing on his pipe, looked at his old neighbor's expression and muttered, "Well now, what's with that face... Could it be you know something about these knights"
Parsa took a deep breath and whispered to Dimm, "If I'm not mistaken, the pattern on the flags seems to be the emblem of the Monn family."
The Morn family! Dim, after hearing this, stunned and turned to look at Elder Palsha.
"Are you sure you didn't misread it"
Before Parlcha could answer, Dimm seemed to remember something, his whole body trembled, he turned and slipped into his cramped and narrow blacksmith's shop, bolted the door shut, and looked utterly shaken.
Palash shook his head as he looked through the blacksmith's window at Dim's cowering figure. In better days, the two friends would have traded barbs back and forth, but today, with the unforeseen arrival of the Moen family in Grull Town, Dim's fear was understandable. Given the Moen family's role within the Empire, there was a reason for him to be intimidated.
Parshua recalled a tale she had heard in the Hunter's Tavern in town.
The Montene family, known as the backbone of the Golden Sparrow Empire, has produced at least six military commanders over centuries. They have made significant contributions in repelling foreign invasions on numerous occasions. Moreover, during each war, members of the Montene family were not found hiding in safe havens giving orders. Every member of this family was a warrior on the front lines, fearless and strategic. This family's hands-on approach and prominent background naturally gave them control over the empire's military lifeline.
Recently, the Golden Sparrow Empire and the neighboring Sea Lan Kingdom are at war. The borders of the Sea Lan Dynasty are not far from Gruel Town... Perhaps, that's why the Monn family knights arrived.
Pallas speculated that there were two possible motives: conscription or fortification, perhaps both.
Whatever the reason, it was a death sentence for blacksmith Dim. The Golden Empire's conscription laws were clear: during wartime, towns within the conscription area had to provide one able-bodied man from each household, or pay 100 gold coins for an exemption certificate. Dim was the only male in his family, and he was right in the age range for conscription. If he were drafted, his wife and children's future would be utterly insecure. As for paying gold coins In the whole of Gruz town, perhaps only the Pate family had 100 gold coins on deposit. Keep in mind, one gold coin was enough to cover half a year's living expenses for his family.
Palash himself, after the initial shock, quickly returned to normal. As an old bachelor nearing retirement age, he wasn't within the conscription range, so he had nothing to worry about. In fact, he even had the time and inclination to observe the movements of the Monn family.
Well, they didn't look for the mayor of Grunt Town. Could it be that it's not a draft
Palash continued to observe, this iron-clad cavalry actually went to another place.
— That Patrizier mansion, even in the Frost Moon, was still filled with flowers and greenery!
Pat Manor.
Two maids, both wearing yellowish linen head scarves, were working while whispering to each other.
The object of their gossip was none other than the two young masters of the Pat family.
“The old master and madam have been dead for two years. According to imperial law, after the Frostfall month following the Hard Freeze month this year, the eldest son would inherit the title.” The young maid with rosy cheeks said with a hint of worry, “I wonder what will happen to the second young master after the eldest son inherits the title.”
"Ollie, it's best for us servants to stay out of the affairs of the adults. But as for your worry, I don't think it's worth getting hung up on. You work in the second young master's tea garden, but it's so far from the main house, you probably don't know that the eldest and second young masters are very close! Don't worry, those feuds between rich families in opera scripts won't happen here on our estate." The middle-aged maid with a pockmarked face said with a smile.
At this moment, the sound of hooves drumming from the path outside the tea garden.
After a short while, a knight clad in armor that shimmered with an antique bronze hue appeared before them.
Horses neighed and hooves drummed as the knight came to a halt at the entrance of the tea plantation, removing his helmet.
This is a young man with a strong and masculine aura. The backlight casts his facial features even deeper, making his already handsome appearance even more extraordinary.
The youth's grayish-green eyes swept across the two maids. He directly bypassed Ollie, focusing his gaze on the middle-aged maid.
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"Mana-san, good evening."
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Mana set down the bamboo basket in her hands and bowed to the young knight, Lionel. "Good afternoon, Lord Lionel," she said.
Lyon glanced at the fresh tea leaves in Mana's bamboo basket, a hint of helplessness in his eyes: "Has your brother gone to see that old man again"
Mana bowed her head and respectfully said, "Young Master Angel is learning from Mr. Joen."
Leon scoff, muttering under his breath: “Study That old man must have gone crazy. He spouts nonsense every day. My little brother goes to him for lessons and has to offer him tea daily. I think he’s insane. I don’t know what’s gotten into my brother, why he insists on learning from him.”
Lyon impatiently tugged on the reins of his horse: "Alright, I understand. You guys keep busy, I'm going to go find him now."
After finishing, Leon rode away with his legs pressed against the horse's sides, galloping swiftly.
After a while, Leon came to the southeast corner of the estate. On a small hillock near the woods stood a rather exquisite stilt house. The architectural style was quite unique, with overhanging eaves and pointed gables. It was two stories high, standing side by side. One side leaned against the main building, while the other three sides hung in mid-air, supported entirely by pillars.
This stilt house is completely different from the architectural features of the Jinque Empire, in both its construction method and shape. Even in other countries that Leon has visited, there is no similar style.
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"What a remarkable building! It stands suspended in mid-air, yet firm and unyielding." Although Lyon inwardly grumbled about how Jonah the old geezer had stolen his brother's attention, he was nonetheless impressed by Jonah's astonishing craftsmanship. He just would never show it on his face. Besides, aside from this hanging building, Lyon held no other admiration for Jonah. Perhaps in Jonah's "country," the method of constructing such a building is commonplace Even after nearly twenty years at Pat Manor, Lyon had remained oblivious to where Jonah's country was located.
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Pushing open the gate, the courtyard of the stilt house was laden with vegetables and fruits. On the shelves beside it, withered vines still clung to the structures. These vines, during harvest month, would bear many "droplets," which Jon called grapes. Leon had tasted them and found them quite sweet, but now, the month for eating grapes had passed.
As soon as I opened the bamboo gate of the hanging building, I saw a well-proportioned young man in the small room, buried his head in a parchment scroll. He dipped a feather pen into the ink by his side and quickly recorded something.
Lyon approached, even though he had deliberately restrained the force of his steps, the brass boots still made a loud thudding sound with every contact against the wooden floor.
"Huh, you're here" The boy drew a period on the piece of paper, looked up at the person who came, his voice clear and pleasant, with a strong hint of intimacy.
“My dear brother, Angel. Judging by your tone, did you know I would be coming today” Leon smiled.
Angel shrugged, a smirk playing on her lips: "I don't know. I just figure it gives me more control."
"How did that old man teach you"
Angel shook his head. "Do I need to teach you that Your father always used to talk like that."
"Well, what if others misunderstand your intentions and you come in without speaking How would you open your mouth" Leon raised an eyebrow.
I remained silent, waiting for him to speak first.
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What should I do if he just won't speak
Angel smirked, "That's awkward. If I were you, I would just turn around and leave so as not to make things even more embarrassing. If the other person calls after me, there will naturally be a follow-up."
Lyon smiled and nodded, offering no comment. Instead, he looked around the room.
"Where's that old geezer, John"
As soon as Angell heard Leon mention Jon, his brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of worry appeared in his eyes: "You know, the Master's health is deteriorating day by day. Every part of his body is gradually shrinking. Just the day before yesterday, the Master's legs completely lost their mobility. He just had medicine rubbed on him a while ago, and now he's resting upstairs."reath: “Study That old man must have gone crazy. He spouts nonsense every day. My little brother goes to him for lessons and has to offer him tea daily. I think he’s insane. I don’t know what’s gotten...