Main Text Chapter 1 Young Angel

Yamei Province, Gru Town.

At the beginning of the month of Tundra, this remote town far away from the center of the Golden Bird Empire suddenly welcomed a column of knights in silver armor with their clan emblem and banner high.

The old scholar Parsha from Gru Town, when he first saw the pattern on the flag, his eyes widened and he broke out in a cold sweat.

——The tiger steps on the python, and the python wraps around the full moon.

Pasha's neighbor is Diem, the only blacksmith in the town. Seeing the expression of his old neighbor, Dim asked in confusion while smoking a hookah: "Hey, old man, what's your expression...Do you know the origin of these knights?"

Parsha took a deep breath and whispered to Dim: "If I'm not mistaken, the pattern on the flag seems to be the emblem of the Meng family."

The Munn family? ! After hearing this, Dim looked back blankly at the old man Pasha.

"Are you sure you read that correctly?"

Without waiting for Parsha to answer, Dim seemed to have thought of something. He trembled all over, turned around and slipped into his narrow blacksmith shop, fastened the door and looked trembling.

Parsha could not help but shake his head when he saw Dim's cowardice through the glass window of the blacksmith shop. In the past, these two bad friends would have laughed at each other, but today, the Munn family came to Gru Town inexplicably. Thinking about the Munn family's functions in the empire, Dim's cowardice also has an explanation.

Pasha recalled the rumors he had heard in the Hunter's Tavern in the city.

The Meng family, known as the backbone of the Golden Bird Empire, has produced at least six military generals over the past few hundred years, and has made great military achievements in resisting enemy invasions many times. Moreover, in every war, the members of the Meng En family do not hide in a safe shelter and dictate. Every member of this family is a soldier in the frontline vanguard camp. They are not afraid of fighting and are brave and resourceful. Such a hands-on family with a distinguished background naturally controls the military lifeline of the empire.

Recently, the Golden Bird Empire and the neighboring country Hailan are in a state of war. The border of the Hailan Dynasty is not far from the town of Gru. At this time, the knights of the Meng family arrived...perhaps for this reason.

Parsha guessed that there were two purposes, recruiting troops or setting up defenses, maybe both.

No matter which purpose, it is fatal to blacksmith Dim. Because the Golden Bird Empire's conscription rules clearly stipulate that in towns that are included in the conscription area during wartime, each household must produce a young man, or pay one hundred gold coins to obtain a conscription exemption token. He is the only male in the Dim family, and he also happens to be in the conscription age group. If he is drafted, the lives of his future wife and daughter will definitely not be guaranteed. As for paying gold coins? In the entire Gru Town, perhaps the only one with a hundred gold coins in deposit is the Pat family. You know, one gold coin is enough for his family's living expenses for half a year.

Parsha himself experienced the initial surprise, but quickly returned to his normal state. He is an old bachelor and is now approaching his twilight years. He is not within the scope of conscription, so he is not worried. He even had the intention to observe the movements of the Meng En family.

Hey, they didn't ask the mayor of Gru Town, isn't it because they wanted to recruit soldiers?

Parsha continued to observe, and the iron-hoofed cavalry team headed to another place instead.

——That Viscount Pat's mansion, even in the frozen moon, is still full of flowers and flowers!

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Pat's Manor.

Two maids wearing beige linen headscarves were working and whispering.

The objects of their gossip were none other than the two young masters of the Pat family.

"The master and his wife have been dead for two years. According to the laws of the empire, the frost moon after this year's frozen soil month is the time for the eldest young master to inherit the title." Among them, the young maid with an apple face said with a little worry. : "I don't know if the situation of the second young master will change after the eldest young master inherits the title."

"Oli, it's better for us two servants to talk less about adults' matters. However, I don't think there is any need to worry about your troubles. Although you work in the second young master's tea garden, the tea garden is far away from the master's house after all. Too far, you may not know that the relationship between the eldest young master and the second young master is good! Don’t worry, the quarrels between wealthy families in the opera script will not happen in our manor,” the middle-aged maid with a pockmarked face said with a smile.

At this time, the clatter of horse hooves sounded from the path outside the tea garden.

After a while, a knight with shiny bronze armor appeared in front of them.

The horse neighed and the knight stopped at the gate of the tea garden and took off his helmet.

This is a young man with brown hair who is full of masculine aura. The backlight illuminates the outline of his face more deeply. His already handsome appearance is even more extraordinary at this moment.

The young man's gray-green eyes glanced at the two maids. He ignored Ollie and focused his attention on the middle-aged maid.

"Maid Maid Mana, good afternoon."

Mana put down the bamboo basket in her hand and saluted the young knight: "Good afternoon, Master Leo."

Leo glanced at the newly picked tea leaves in the bamboo basket in Mana's hand, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes: "Brother, are you looking for that old man again?"

Mana lowered her head and said respectfully: "Master Angel is studying with Mr. Jon."

Leo curled his lips and whispered to himself: "Study? I don't know what kind of nerve that old man has got. He talks fallacies every day. My younger brother comes to him to study and offers tea leaves every day. I think he is a lunatic. No. I know what kind of evil my brother is, so I must learn from him."

Leo pulled the horse's reins irritably: "Okay, I understand. You go ahead and get busy, I'll go find him now."

After saying that, Leo crossed his legs and rode away quickly.

After a while, Leo came to the southeast corner of the manor. On a small hill near the woods, there was a rather exquisite wooden building on stilts. The architectural style is very peculiar, with flying eaves and angles, and two floors standing side by side. Except for one side that is connected to the main house on the ground, the other three sides are suspended in the air and completely supported by pillars.

This stilt house, whether in terms of construction method, shape and style, is completely different from the architectural characteristics of the Goldfinch Empire. Even in the other countries Leo has visited, there is no similar style.

"What a magical building! It is still standing still with three sides suspended in the air." Although Leo blamed old man Jon for stealing his brother's attention, Leo was also quite impressed by Jon's amazing craftsmanship in architecture, but he never showed it on his face. Besides, apart from the stilt house in front of him, Leo had no other admiration for Jon. Maybe the method of making this stilt house is very popular in Jon's "country"? Even though Jon has been in Pat Manor for nearly 20 years, Leo has never known where Jon's country is.

Pushing the fence, the courtyard of the stilt house was filled with vegetables and fruits, and the shelves on the side were covered with wilted vines. In the harvest month, this kind of vine will produce a lot of "hanging bunches", which Jon called grapes. Lyon had eaten it before, and it tasted quite sweet, but now it was past the season for eating grapes.

As soon as the bamboo door of the stilt house was opened, a young man with delicate features was buried in a parchment roll in a small room, using a feather pen to dip in the ink beside him and quickly recording something.

Lyon approached, and even though he had deliberately restrained the strength of his steps, the copper boots still made a loud thumping sound after contacting the wooden floor.

"Hey, you're here?" The boy drew a period on the parchment, looked up at the person who came, and his voice was clear and sparse, with a strong sense of intimacy.

"My dear brother, Angel. From your tone, did you know that I would come today?" Lyon smiled.

Angel shrugged, smiling: "I don't know, but answering like this will make me seem more proactive."

"Did the old man teach you this?"

Angel shook his head: "Does this need to be taught? Didn't my father like to talk like this when he was alive?"

"What if others misunderstand that you know their intentions, so they don't speak after entering, how will you speak?" Lyon raised his eyebrows.

"I won't say anything either, and wait for him to speak first."

"What if he doesn't speak?"

Angel pouted: "That would be embarrassing. If it were me, I would turn around and leave, so as not to make the atmosphere more awkward. If the other party calls me, there will naturally be a follow-up."

Lyon smiled and nodded, without commenting on it, but looked around the room.

"Where is the old man Jon?"

When he heard Lyon talking about Jon, Angel's brows frowned slightly, with a little worry in his eyes: "You also know that the teacher's health is getting worse and worse, and every part of his body is gradually shrinking. Just the day before yesterday, the teacher's legs were completely unable to move. The teacher just applied the medicine, and now he is resting upstairs."