The Final Knight

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Philip put down the comb in his hand and stroked her long, soft hair, sighing.

It has been several months since I came here by myself.

I remember that when King Oluth escaped, it was still the end of summer, and now... the winter is almost coming.

Thinking of this, the girl stretched out her hands and put it on her chest, and she could feel the sadness and pain from there. However, there is no way for this girl.

Since Yulian left, Twilight Castle has been completely closed, no outsiders are allowed to enter here. And because of this, Her Royal Highness Princess Olot, who had been under house arrest, was finally able to relax and expand her range of activities from the bedroom to the entire castle.

For Princess Philip, this is already a very liberal right. After all, even when she was in Orlut, there was never such a time, you can walk in the carefree castle, you can enter the garden without asking anyone and waiting for approval, this is for Phillip As far as I can imagine, it is the highest freedom I can imagine.

Of course, in fact, the princess was not completely free. There were two wandering maids who looked after her personally. They kept in mind Charlotte’s orders, monitored the princess’s actions, and made reports at any time. However, Fili didn't notice this, and in fact she didn't care. Because in the Kingdom of Oluth, there are always maids, maids, and maid’s guards and guards at all times. Compared with them, these two maids are already very tolerant, they are only responsible for their own care. Eating and living will hardly stop any action of yourself.

Mr. Yulian, when will he come back?

Moving his eyes from the long mirror in front of him to the window next to it, Phillip stared blankly at the forest outside the window. At this moment, the twilight forest has entered the end of autumn. The original emerald green color has now become a mixture of red and yellow, with sporadic evergreen leaves embellished, forming a beautiful and unique picture.

This reminded Philly of Orut once again, that was her hometown, that was the place where she had lived for nineteen years, but now... there is nothing like it.

"Father...mother..."

Feili grasped her chest tightly with her hands and closed her eyes, calling her parents sadly. From the maid, she already knew the finale of Orlut, and her parents would never appear in front of her again. This was what Felic had thought of before she fled the royal city, but now when she really hears herself When the news of his parents' death, the sad feeling still has no way to disperse.

Unlike O'Falil and Lindilot, Philly is essentially the type of "soft princess" concept. Therefore, when she feels pain, she will not forcibly rely on reason to suppress her emotions like O'Falriel, nor will she have a strong heart like Lindi Lott. So at this moment, she is extremely hopeful that someone can rely on. Right now, the only candidate is thousands of miles away, and she can't help her at all. Therefore, Fili can only do patience and waiting.

After taking out the handkerchief again and wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, Philly stood up, carefully sorted out her clothes, then walked out of the room, and outside her door, two uniformed maids , Waiting quietly there.

"His Royal Highness, morning tea is ready."

Like ordinary nobles, Philippe has a very regular life every day. She also understands that she is currently under the fence, so it is not easy to ask too much. Therefore, in addition to three meals a day, the princess reads books in the lounge in the castle and prays for Yulian and others who are far ahead. For the high princess, the gentle and polite young lord is now her only reliance. Then...

Thinking of this, Feili couldn't help thinking of the rumors that her mother entrusted to herself before leaving the city.

"You are a good boy, Philly, me and your father have always wanted you to live a happy life, but now, we have lost this opportunity and strength. Child... Although, I don't want to interfere with you Fate, but, as a member of the royal family, we will never be able to choose our destiny. Your brother will make his choice, and you will be the same. Me and your father did not have too high demands, Philly, The only thing we want is to continue to pass on the blood of the royal family. As long as the blood of the royal family is not cut off, then even if you die, your father and I can die with peace of mind. Remember, children, no matter what , Cannot cut off the blood of the royal family."

The blood of the royal family...

Thinking of this, Philly could not help looking at her lower abdomen subconsciously. Is this what she needs to do? So, what should I do...

However, Philip’s contemplation did not last long, because when she came to the hall, she was surprised to see a few servants came in hurriedly, they talked in a low voice, and then they seemed to realize Philip’s Existing, he nodded slightly to her and saluted her. Although there were masters and servants, Philippe was only a guest after all, so these servants were not particularly polite to her, but Philippe was not angry, but instead thought it was better than the palace. The complicated rules here are much more intimate.

"A few... what happened?"

After spending time with these maids, Philippe had some understanding of them, although these maids seemed to be a little weird except for the women in the palace. But Feili realized that there was a very obvious difference between them-the female officials in the royal palace, no matter when they did anything, what they said, their tone was very respectful, and they even barely dared to go beyond a half. limit. The maid in this castle, though her manners and manners are also elegant, polite. But when they raised their hands, they were filled with a very obvious self-confidence. It seems that they know what they are doing and how to do it, and they never worry about failure. This left a very deep impression on the high princess. She still remembers clearly that even within the palace, those female officers are always trembling and cautious even when dressing themselves...

Now, these maids who have always been light-hearted look a little anxious at the moment. This is really a rare thing, so although she knows that it is rude, Filly still asks curiously.

"Ah, it's not a big deal, His Royal Highness."

The headed maid quickly replied that she sorted out the weapons she had hung all over her, as if to determine if they were ready.

"It's just that a group of people who are not very friendly seems to want to enter the territory, so we plan to go scout and see the situation, please rest assured that this is just a trivial matter, nothing to worry about."

"That's it..."

Hearing this, Phillip nodded slightly. If it was O'Falriel, I'm afraid it would still consider the authenticity of this sentence, but this young lady is really hard to doubt anyone's ideas, so she is very honest Accepted the other party's explanation.

"So, please be careful."

"Thank you for your concern, Your Royal Highness."

When the headed maid finished, she saluted her again, and then turned around and took the rest away. While Philly watched their backs disappear, she looked away and looked out the window.

Mr. Yulian... I don't know when you will be able to come back.

Thinking about this, the girl put her hands on her chest, closed her eyes, and began to pray silently.

"As for the next combat plan, I think you already know something."

General Celtic looked solemnly at the table, looking at the map in front of him.

"The Sith Empire condemned four generals and three actually came. This can be said to be a situation that we have no way to consider. Frankly speaking, I think this will be a very hard battle, but we cannot admit defeat. Although the talented knights are strong, war is a battle for most people after all, and they are always limited even if they are strong."

At this point, Celtic paused, then glanced slowly.

"However, we have to consider the next question. After all, this time the opponent is surprisingly strong, so we think that it is necessary to consider the worst case..."

"So, please start thinking about it now."

Just then, a voice sounded.

The crowd looked around, and soon saw Yulian sitting leisurely on the side.

This was already the second day before the contest. Celtic concentrated all the generals and began to make another round of confirmation and preparation for the defensive battle of the Sith Empire, and Yulian was even more important. You know, no matter if it is heads-up or group fight, at present, the only one who can contend with the Sith Empire condemned four generals is him and his team. No one in the fortress can deny this.

"Mr. Yulian, what do you mean?"

Hearing this, not only is Celtic's complexion changing slightly, but even other generals are also a bit difficult to look at.

However, Yulian did not immediately answer their questions. On the contrary, he glanced around leisurely, and then withdrew his eyes, staring at the Celtic in front of him.

"Master General, I didn't want to say anything, but now, I have to say......... Well, I want to ask you something."

"Mr. Youlian, please."

"About your idiot king in your country."

As soon as Yulian spoke out, Celtic felt a burst of ice, and the other generals were somewhat dissatisfied with this young man's contempt for his king, but they were all people around Celtic after all. I also know what happened in Wangcheng recently, so it did not happen.

"I heard that he wanted to take the lead in person? I wonder if you have received this message from General Celtic?"

"This one……………"

Celtic looked embarrassed. He did receive it, but he didn't notify Yulian of it. Because he understood that, with Yulian's personality, if he heard this, he might not be able to make any trouble. Of course, Celtic did not expect to be able to hide him completely, only hope to be able to conceal the day is a day, but now it seems that things are clearly moving in the direction they do not want.

"I did receive this report."

In the end, General Celtic admitted helplessly, after all, this is true.

"According to intelligence, they are heading towards the Red Fort along the golden business road?"

Yulian crossed her fingers, and a cold, ironic smile appeared on her face.

"It's weird that starting from the king capital to the red fortress, our majesty our king is going to go around the golden business circle? Why is this? General Celtic?"

"This…………………"

"I don't need your explanation, General Celtic. Because your explanation is meaningless to me, but I want to remind you all here."

Speaking of this, Yulian paused, and then he glanced around the crowd, before speaking.

"The reason why the final knights are willing to help you all together to defend the Red Fortress is just our kind of repayment to your previous country for helping us manage our territory. However, this action is not endless. We don’t want to When we act, some people are doing some boring idiots. So, I will declare this here in advance-if the idiot king’s feet dare to step into the twilight forest, then we will eventually marry Your country’s cooperation has ended, and we will immediately leave the red fortress and no longer assist you in defending.

Speaking of this, Yulian looked at the surroundings again, and he nodded gracefully and politely to these iron-skinned people, then stood up.

"General Celtic, you should know how to report, and I don’t want to embarrass you. But, as the head of the final knighthood, I will also be responsible for us......... So, please pray that this worst case will not It happened to us."

"Wait a minute, Master Yulian, but in this way, the Sith Empire..."

"It has nothing to do with me."

Yulian raised his right hand and interrupted General Celtic.

"Remember, originally, it was the war between you and the Sith Empire. This should have been borne and taken care of by you. Don’t always put your expectations on outsiders, everyone, this is not a good dependence. Way. Then..."

Speaking of this, You Lian fell back slightly, and performed a noble etiquette to everyone.

"I have finished speaking, so I will say goodbye."

With that said, he turned around and walked out the door, closing the door gently.

In the room, the expressions of the generals are completely different at the moment. Among them are worry, helplessness, disdain, anger and panic. Celtic stared helplessly at his men. He knew why Yulian would say this to the public. This was the punishment he had not informed him. And now, he is already in trouble...

"Then... Next, let's consider the worst possibility."

No one answered, only Celtic's bitter voice echoed in the room.

Gold business road.

At the moment, the bustling avenue can no longer see the prosperity of the weekdays. Looking at it, only a team of soldiers are neatly arranged in a square matrix and are resting and training. And beside the avenue, in a neatly arranged camp, Duke Barron sat in his tent in a gloomy face, looking at the messaging crystal in front of him. From inside, it was Celtic's bitter and nervous voice .

"You must stop the action of His Majesty the King, old friend, this is dangerous!"

"but…………"

"There is nothing more. I can tell you clearly now that the Red Fortress is facing three knights of condemnation! And the only one who can stop them is the young man! Just now, the young man has given me an ultimatum. If the army of His Majesty King dare to step into the Twilight Forest, then he will withdraw immediately! You are not on the scene, you do not know the situation, old friend. Now within the entire Red Fort, almost all the soldiers have the only hope of victory. It fell on them. Once they chose to retreat, it would be a devastating blow for the fortress! I know that I have no meaning in writing to His Majesty the King, and he will not listen to my advice. But you are different, old friend. This is what I call on you as a friend. In any case, never let His Majesty the King lead the army into the Twilight Forest!"

"Is it really that serious? Old friend?"

Hearing this, Barron frowned slightly.

"Your Majesty is serious this time, even if I go to discourage, there is not much possibility to save his mind. Do you know? Celtic, we all know what His Majesty wants to do, you think I did not discourage before departure Have you ever passed him? But no, it's useless. Our Majesty the King is completely lost. Now he can't hear anything we say."

"If that's the case..."

In the summoning stone, Celtic's heavy breathing came, he gasped for a moment, and then he snapped his teeth, as if determined.

"Then, Duke Barron, we can only admonish!"

"What are you kidding!"

Hearing this, Barron's face clearly showed a shocked look.

"If your words are heard by others, do you know what the consequences will be? You..."

"I understand very well, old friend, I understand what I am talking about. I know that this is a difficult choice, and I also know that it is dangerous for you. But old friend, please remember, now, we want It is not just His Majesty the King, but the people of West! Tens of thousands of people in West! If we fail..."

"..................... I think about it again."

Barron clenched the communication stone in his hand, hesitated for a long time, and finally made such an answer.

"Hope you can succeed, old friend, our time is really running out..."

Celtic's voice became smaller and smaller, and eventually disappeared completely. While Barron looked at the communication stone in front of him, he was silent for a moment, and then he gritted his teeth and stood up. Turned around and left his tent, strode toward the center of the camp—the place where West V was.

"His Majesty."

"Oh? Is it Barron? Come in."

When Barron walked into West V's tent, Middle Ages, he happened to see that His Majesty was thinking in front of the military map. Seeing him come in, West V just nodded, then lowered his head again, but Barron didn't speak, so stood quietly beside West V. At this moment, his heart is also very complicated.

The heads of the three major regiments of the Kingdom have different feelings about West V. Celtic is a regular soldier and noble, his father was the former head of the legion, so he is a father. But Barron and Axiu are different. They were originally simple soldiers. Although they have a noble background, they are far behind the rich second generation of Canadians like Celtic. The reason why they can sit in this position, It is because of the great promotion of West V. Therefore, Celtic has a deep affection for the royal family, but does not value the king himself. But Axiu and Barron were still closer to the king. After all, without the king, there would not be them now.

That's why Celtic can say that it is sending out admonishments, but Barron never thinks about it. In his view, he was pulled up by the King's hand, so he could not do such a thing. Therefore, dissuasion is to be done, but if dissuasion fails, Barron can only helplessly follow His Majesty the King.

"You just came, Barron."

After a while, West V finally seemed to finish his research and looked up, showing a confident smile.

"Exactly, I also want to go to you... In fact, I have some minor corrections to our plan. Look, I think..."

"You want to attack the Twilight Forest on the roadside of Golden Merchant, right? Your Majesty?"

Barron didn't wait for him to finish, he said helplessly. West V was stunned for a moment, and then a pleasant smile appeared.

"That's right, Duke Barron. Sure enough, only you know what I mean! That's right, I plan to attack Twilight Forest!"

Don't talk about me, as long as you are an individual, you can see your intentions.

Barron sighed helplessly, but did not go along with the other's words, but sighed for a long time.

"Your Majesty, Minister... I hope you can dispel this idea."

"Oh?"

Hearing this, West V not only did not get angry, on the contrary, his smile did not change at all. This made Barron a little puzzled, because according to his understanding of this majesty, he didn't look like that kind of person...

"Let me guess, would you have received any report from the frontline, did the arrogant kid say that if something goes wrong in the Twilight Forest, he will immediately withdraw his troops?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Although he didn't know when the king became so smart, Barron responded quickly.

"So, Chen hopes that you can focus on the overall situation... after all, the country is at the forefront..."

"The big picture? What the big picture!"

Speaking of which, West V suddenly changed his face, and slapped it on the table with a big palm.

"General Barron, you are also one of the three major army commanders. Why, a kid with a yellow mouth can threaten you like this?! He is just threatening us, and, we are the West Army. , Can't stop the Sith Empire?!"

"But, Your Majesty, according to General Celtic..."

Barron is still stubborn and intends to explain, but West V has completely changed his face at this moment, and does not listen to him at all.

"Needless to say, I sent Celtic to guard the front line. It was an error! But now, this error has been resolved by me. At the latest the day after tomorrow, Axiu will take my handwriting order to the Red Fortress and take it. Commander's position! Well, I don’t need a cowardly coward in West Kingdom!"

"Your Majesty, you..."

"No need to say more."

West V waved his hand and interrupted Barron again.

"I only ask you, tomorrow, we attack the Twilight Forest, would you like to direct?"

"minister………………"

"Will?! Or not?"

"...............I'm sorry, Your Majesty, the minister is..."

"Forget it!"

Hearing this, West V also looked dull.

"Come here, take General Barron back to rest, he will not have to participate in the fight tomorrow!"

"Your Majesty, you are..."

Hearing this, Barron's eyes widened in surprise. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but at this time, the guards had followed the king's order and came to him.

"Tomorrow’s battle, I will personally command, and I will let you know that I will not be a cowardly waste! I will not be afraid of any endless Knights! I will personally prove to you that the ruler of this country is still me !"

Speaking of which, West V looked at Barron.

"Now, General Barron, hand over your sword, you can go to rest!"

"...............Yes, Your Majesty."

Facing the angry look of West V, Barron was silent for a moment, and finally, he sighed for a long time, and then took off the long sword, and turned to follow the guard and walked out.

At this moment, he had no hope. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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