The infinite journey of knights

Chapter 2 Hourglass and Goldfinger
Walking out of the room, the sun is shining outside, and everything looks good.

It's good weather.

Yatimu was bathed in the sun, looking at the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a little lost.

He used to see the scene in front of him almost every day, and he was used to it for a long time, so he didn't think there was anything special about it.

But seeing it again now, there is an inexplicable feeling as if it has been a lifetime away.

After standing still and looking at it for a while, he turned and left, walking to the restaurant beside him.

There is no canteen in Huo De Royal Academy, but there are various restaurants and vendors, which are organized by nearby businessmen.

But even if it is the same place to eat, it is also distinct.

Those who are richly dressed and carry weapons are often heirs of nobles, and they will choose to enter and dine in a few taverns.

As for the roadside vendors, this is a place that only civilians would patronize.

There is a clear distinction between the two, like an invisible rule that is rarely crossed.

Although the Huo De Kingdom has undergone changes and called for equality in name, the traditional rules still leave a mark on many people's hearts.

Even the Huode Royal Academy, which claims to be the most enlightened, is inevitably affected everywhere.

Yatimu stopped to watch for a while, then stepped forward and asked for some bread from a small merchant.

The bread was freshly baked, and there was still an aroma in it. It seemed to be a little different from the bread in Yatimu's previous life impression.

The salesman saw Yatimu and seemed a little surprised at the long sword on his waist, but he quickly lowered his head and took out the thing.

A total of two breads cost Yatim four coppers.

"Thank you."

After taking the bread, Yatimu turned and left.

In a flat area of ​​the academy, he found a place to sit down and eat there.

The freshly baked bread tastes pretty good, with a faint fragrance in it.

"It seems to be no different from the stuff in the noble restaurant."

Yatimu swallowed one mouthful, this thought flashed in his mind.

In the past, because of his status, Yadimu would choose to eat in places like noble restaurants no matter how hard he was.

Like other aristocratic students, he believes that only in this way can he be worthy of his noble status.

It is a disgrace in the eyes of the nobles to enter a restaurant where commoners dine and sit with commoners.

But looking at it now, the things in this noble restaurant don't seem to be any different from the things outside.

Well, there is actually a difference.

Not only more expensive, but worse in some ways.

If the ordinary bread that Yadimu said was placed in a noble restaurant, the price would be at least five coppers, and basically you could only eat cold and hard bread, which was far less delicious than freshly baked bread.

But even so, there are still a large number of people who choose the so-called noble restaurants.

Is it because you can't let go of your identity?
Yatimu was thinking in his heart, a little uncertain.

Maybe it's because of the circle?
Just like Yatim in the past, as the son of a knight, if he was found eating with commoners, he would probably be discriminated against and rejected by those of the same background around him.

Perhaps it was because of this reason that it became like this.

In order to integrate into the circle of nobles as much as possible, I would rather pay a higher premium to choose things that are actually not that good.

And in the process, you may really be brainwashed by some unreasonable words and believe that this is the truth.

For example, if common people are lowly, nobles are noble, etc., if there is no reason, when people around you say so, you may really believe it.

A touch of joy could not help but emerge in Yatimu's heart.

He is glad that he understands more.

Yatimu in the past didn't know the truth behind this simple question.

He just passively followed the people around him, acted according to instinct, and drifted with the flow.

But now, after having the memory of his previous life, he suddenly understood.

Perhaps this is not a memorable reason, but it is still worth being happy for Yatimu.

But maybe others don't want to see him so happy. At this time, there will always be people who will disturb and choose to interfere with other people's good mood.

"Isn't this Yatimu?"

Some surprised voices sounded not far away.

Looking up, a young figure in a red robe was standing there.

The boy looked about fifteen or sixteen years old. He was wearing a bright red robe and fair skin. The long sword on his waist vividly demonstrated his aristocratic status.

Within the Huo De Kingdom, even though the official laws have canceled the various restrictions on civilians, various unspoken rules still exist. Only descendants of nobles are eligible to wear weapons.

Even in a place like Huode Royal Academy, those who can wear weapons must be descendants of nobles.

"Heru, long time no see."

Looking at the boy's appearance, Yatimu was a little surprised, but still greeted him politely.

"what are you doing here?"

Helu looked at Yatim's appearance and asked doubtfully.

"As you can see, I'm eating."

Yatimu smiled: "The scenery here is good, I think it's suitable for rest."

"Since you want to eat, why don't you go to the restaurant?"

Helu was a little puzzled.

"Actually, my wallet is empty now, and I'm afraid I can't afford the restaurant expenses."

Yatim said frankly.

In fact, he had the money he had just borrowed from Reagan, and if he really wanted to go to the noble restaurant, he could still afford it.

It's just that for the current Yatimu, he doesn't think it's necessary to spend that unreasonable money deliberately going to that kind of place.

That's purely an IQ tax.

A contemptuous expression subconsciously appeared on Helu's face, but then quickly disappeared.

It was an embarrassing situation for an aristocrat to reveal his financial distress, and it would be laughed at by many.

But recalling Yatim's previous rumors, Heru became clear again.

"That's a really sad thing."

He pretended to sigh and said with emotion: "I hope your embarrassment will pass soon."

"Will do."

Yatim saw the flash of contempt on Helu's face, but he didn't care. He just smiled and said, "Actually, I think it's not bad now."

"Then it couldn't be better."

Helu nodded, then found a reason and left quickly.

Looking at this picture, it seems that he is afraid that Yatimu will ask him to borrow money?

According to ordinary understanding, this is indeed very possible.

People from aristocratic families rarely reveal their financial distress, but once exposed, they are likely to ask you for a loan.

But in this case, Helu's reaction seems to be excusable?
But Yatimu assured that he really did not have such thoughts.

But seeing Helu's almost running away appearance, he probably understood what was going on, so he didn't say much.

After eating the bread in front of him in two or three mouthfuls, Yatimu was about to go back to his room.

"what?"

As soon as he got up, Yatimu noticed something unusual.

He found that there seemed to be an inexplicable scene in front of him.

A streak of purple flashed past, passed in front of him, and finally turned into a miniature hourglass in front of him.

The hourglass looks very delicate, and there are grains of purple sand flying in it and gradually falling down.

"What is this?"

Looking at the golden hourglass in front of him, Yatim was a little surprised.

He felt no fear or horror.

Perhaps it was because he had just experienced soul fusion, but now he saw the golden hourglass in front of him, but he didn't find it strange or shocking.

On the contrary, looking at the golden hourglass, his first reaction was to know the function of this thing.

The hourglass is a tool traditionally used for timekeeping in many places, and Yatim is no stranger to it.

This thing has a lot in Huo De College, and it is applied in many places.

The hourglass is used to keep time, what does the hourglass in front of you represent?
Yatim watched carefully.

Inside the golden hourglass is purple fine sand, which is slowly flowing downward at this moment.

But this speed is very slow. Looking at it now, it is estimated that it will take many days to finish once.

What happens after the hourglass is completely drained?
This thought flashed in Yatim's mind.

He had a premonition that when the sand in the hourglass was completely drained, something good should happen.

另外
Yatimu looked at the small piece of bread left in his hand, a little thoughtful.

The bread in front of me is not too small, one piece of bread is enough for an ordinary person to eat two meals.

But Yatimu just ate two pieces, but he didn't feel anything, and still felt an inexplicable sense of hunger.

This is not unusual.

Although his previous appetite was not small, it was not to such an exaggerated level.

Is it
In order to test his thoughts, he got up again and went to buy two pieces of bread.

The vendor seemed a little puzzled about his return and return, but after learning of his purpose, he still enthusiastically took out the bread and put it in Yatimu's hands.

Yatimu stepped aside and ate the bread alone.

really.

After eating two pieces of bread, Yatimu didn't feel full even though he wasn't hungry.

Basically sure.

A piece of bread is not small. Yadimu's stomach is so big, and he ate four pieces in one go. It stands to reason that he should have died of it long ago.

But now there is no response at all.

This obviously can only be explained by other things.

Looking again, after eating so many things, it seems that even the hourglass in front of him has changed, and a lot of sand has fallen from it.

Perhaps if this continues, it will be over in a few days.

Yatimu is looking forward to this.

He felt that the hourglass in front of him was probably the product of his soul fusion.

According to the memory of the previous life, is it the golden finger that was only available after time travel?
Yatimu learned from the memories of his previous life that there are many legendary stories in that world, and most of the protagonists have time-traveling experiences and their own golden fingers.

Now that he has undergone soul fusion, he can barely be considered a time traveler after awakening the memory of his previous life. It seems reasonable to awaken a golden finger of his own?
Yatim thought so.

no way.

There was no similar situation around him, so he naturally didn't know whether his situation was normal or not.

Since you don't know, that's the only way you can understand it.

(End of this chapter)