Temple Sword

Chapter 24 The Pious Knight Family

"You haven't talked much today," said Umberto, as he straightened the harness. "Is it sad that we are leaving?"

"Let's go, shall we?" the boy asked softly, "I don't want to talk."

"Didn't you find the person you were looking for?"

Antal didn't answer, he tugged sullenly on the saddle, and when he was satisfied that the saddle was fastened, he mounted Sarecher.But Umberto is in his constant talkative state and he doesn't want to let the boy go.

"I know you've been waiting for this opportunity all year," he said, getting on the horse too. "You're old enough for a 15-year-old to make up his own mind."

They rode slowly towards the city gate. This time it didn't rain, and there were no panicked crowds on the street. They walked leisurely past Antal.The boy stared straight ahead, his brow furrowed, his mouth tightly pursed, and Umberto was frustrated that he hadn't made the boy feel better.

"Farmers tend to have children by the age of 15," the singer muses to himself, "and logically you can make up your own mind, you're almost an adult, you know what to do with your life. But Sometimes you're not smart enough, for example, I ran away from home at 16 to go out into the world, and I almost died like that, and I can only blame myself..."

"What do you want to say?" Antal almost snarled.Umberto already considered it a success in getting the boy to speak, and he also noticed that Antal's roar was strikingly similar to William's.

"I'm just saying, you've been preparing for the knight for ten years, maybe you shouldn't ruin it after all. Not only will your own efforts be in vain, but your uncle's expectations will be in vain. You just discovered some novel Stuff, this seems so wonderful and charming to you that you want to rebel against everything that fate has given you at any cost, but is it really worth giving up your white robe for a girl? Even if you are married, if you wait until the full moon When you found out that she was actually a dragon, she flew away with a snap, what should you do? All you are left with is shame and a black cloak."

"You're spinning my head, Umberto," Antal told the singer to shut up. "I barely slept last night. Could you please stop your wisecracks and riddles?"

"Well," Umberto nodded, "I just want you to remember that your ancestors... your grandfather, your great-grandfather, your great-great-grandfather... were all Templars. You should be proud of that, not Break with tradition."

"I want to ask you something, my dear chronicler." Antal yawned, "If my ancestors were all obedient and pious Templars, how did our family survive until now? "

"Hmm..." Umberto was taken aback, he tried to give an answer, and then closed his mouth in deep thought, why hadn't he thought about this?So he also put on the same mask of silence as the boy, and rode without saying a word.

When they were about to leave Buda, a thin female voice stopped them.The voice was barely audible over the morning din, but for some reason it seemed to be getting closer, and seemed to be calling out to Master Antar.

"Woo-!" The boy immediately recognized who the voice was coming from. He half turned around and saw the girl running, so he couldn't help shouting happily: "Agnes!"

Umberto looked at this scene in bewilderment, the girl walked up to Sareche panting heavily, and handed something small to Antal who was on the horse.

"You forgot this with me," said the girl.From the way she looked at Antal, Umberto had a very bad feeling in his heart, he was too familiar with that look.

"I... I lost." Antar said lightly, the anger from just now still disappeared on his face.

"You didn't lose," she laughs. "They cheated, and you fought honestly and bravely."

"As a Templar, I assure you," the boy's face flushed slightly from embarrassment, "I will come back, and I will prove that your reputation has not been tarnished."

Before the boy could take the lavender bag from him, Agnes withdrew her hand and raised the bag to her mouth, kissing it softly.

"I hope to see this bag again." She held it up again, and Antal nodded silently and took it from her hand, hanging the bag around her neck. The girl also turned around and slowly disappeared into the crowd .

"Am I dreaming, Antal?" Umberto asked angrily, "I heard that right, did you fight? With whom? Where? What little of your poor sanity is gone. !?"

"My dear friend," the boy looked at him with a smirk, "please calm down!"

"Calm down? How can I calm down?"

"I cannot disgrace my pious ancestors," Antar said, "and you... just pretend you haven't seen anything."

If only so, Umberto thought, and forcing himself to calm down, he looked up at the sky to see if he could get lost in counting the clouds again.

But this time, there were too many clouds above his head.

(End of this chapter)