The Defeated Dragon

The time before dawn is the darkest moment of the day.

However, the town of flowers is brightly lit.

The torches are lit up, and the crystal light in the castle makes the atmosphere extraordinarily active.

"Thomas, let your movements get up, the lord is already washing, and ironing the lining clothes before four o'clock needs to be sent to the master."

"Is the food and water fed by Sen, Tom, don't forget that the master told me to help Shake a shower and comb his hair."

"Mrs. Mawson, have the maids screened the dry milk powder, we have to pack the dry milk powder and ship it to the carriage as soon as possible."

"Barton, hurry up all the horses that have been expelled, don't delay the time of the team."

The butler Carter constantly walked back and forth between the castle and the apple orchard, commanding the servants of the entire castle to act and serve the team that was about to leave.

When Liszt had already washed and walked into the restaurant, Marcus, Paris and others had arrived, waiting for breakfast on the seat.

Sitting on the main seat, the manservant immediately laid the napkin.

He smiled and said hello to everyone: "Good morning everyone."

"Good morning, grown up!"

The breakfast is extraordinarily rich, and under the illuminating crystal lamps and candlelights, the dishes are dazzling, comparable to the festive dinner, and even a lot of Warcraft meat.

Cut a piece of steak and drink a bite of milk tea. Liszt said again: "This is the last meal we eat at the castle. In the following time, I need you to get into the war quickly. Iron Horse Island is a four-day voyage from Coral Island. It’s eight days to go back and forth, plus the battle on the island. It’s not going to return for at least half a month. Are you ready?”

"Adult, we are always looking forward to going to the battlefield, the knight's mission is to be born for the battlefield!" Marcus has been in a state of excitement these days.

He has participated in the war. As an elite land knight, he has had several pioneering experience, but nothing has happened. But he is also a civilian who is extremely passionate about the nobility. He almost dreamed of getting battles on the battlefield and being promoted to the nobility. Now, the opportunity is in front of him.

"I look forward to going back to the battlefield and proving myself!" Charles Trap's eyes were hot. "I am no longer young. These years are my last chance!"

Liszt’s classmate, Rick’s footprint, said: “Although I was on the battlefield for the first time, since my childhood, my life goal is only war!”

Griffin Grass grinned: "Big, adult, Griffin, always wanted to cut and chop people on the battlefield!"

David Dahuang, who has only recently followed, is serious: "I really didn't expect such a lucky opportunity. The flower town is really a place for the knights to glory. I will fight for glory for the adults!"

After Marcus, other knights also spoke of their own blood.

Only Parisi only cares about eating and drinking. There is no indication that she is not a knight and has no pursuit of the nobility.

Hearing the pride and ambition of the followers, Liszt also boiled up, hurriedly finished breakfast, wiped his mouth and stood up.

Those who have eaten and have not eaten, the knights have put down their forks and forks and stand up.

Liszt looked around and wanted to say something to boost morale, but when he thought about it, he felt too cliché. And at the time of the Tulip Fort, as he watched the Piages playing the prestige, but he was flattering, he knew very well that this scene was too much too frequent and had lost its inspiring significance.

And without him to cheer up, the Cavaliers are already excited enough.

So, just sinking the channel: "Exit!"

Then he turned and left the restaurant, took the red blood sword handed by the servant, and strode away from the castle. The outside is still in the dark sky, and the torches are distributed on both sides of the Chaosen Avenue, illuminating the path of walking.

He took the dragon horse from the knight and he turned over the horse directly.

Other knights, as well as Paris, have also turned over their horses, plus two carriages to transport supplies, as well as the followers of the team, the enlisted personnel are ready.

The town officials and the castle servants, staying on both sides of the Shingsen Avenue, pay attention to the ceremony. More town residents, who got up early, waited on both sides of the main road, and looked at the majestic knights in the steel armor with envious and adoring eyes. No one is jealous, but the atmosphere is already warm.

Liszt did not say the scene.

Lightly kick the dragon's stomach and lead the team slowly.

Behind it, Gao Ertai shouted: "May the Cavaliers glory, the Lord's triumphant return!"

Others have followed: "May the Cavaliers glory, the Lord's triumphant return."

Gradually merged into a wave of shouting.

Resounding through the town of flowers.

"May the Cavaliers glory, the Lord's triumphant return!"

The silver knights, in the huge shouts, rode the horses faster and faster, disappearing at the end of the road full of dew in a short time.

The shouting crowd did not have a knight figure in the field of vision. This was dispersed in the screams of the town officials. It was time to go back to sleep and continue to sleep. The preparation work continued. The lords and the knights went out, but the officials did not go out, and the serfs should work to do the work.

quickly.

The original lively castle gradually calmed down, only a few crystal lamps that were still faintly lit, and the light pierced the black curtain before dawn.

Butler Carter stood on the swaying road that had been extinguished and smashed, staring at the dark road, and had not turned around for a long time.

Mrs. Mawson came over: "Mr. Carter, breakfast is ready, everyone is waiting for you."

"Oh, okay."

"Are you nervous?"

"No, I am looking forward to it." Carter smiled. "I am not a knight, but the strength of the lord does not need us to worry about him, and there is a shake, it is a magical Warcraft... Mrs. Mawson, In the town of flowers, I saw too many knights, some of them are nobles."

Mrs. Mason nodded: "Master is."

"You know that I didn't work in Tulip Fort. I rarely saw the lord until the Earl gave me the lord to be the butler. When I was in the study with my lord and tasted the first glass of wine, I understood that the lord was A noble natural aristocrat."

Carter recalled that when he first came to the town of flowers, he had to calculate the food of the castle every day.

Then Liszt told him that everything would be fine.

The tone is not discouraged, there is no frustration, no anxiety, calm is like nothing to worry about the facts, indeed, the flower town has developed at a high speed, and no longer has been worried about food.

in contrast.

Carter is more worried about how to change the taste every day, to meet the appetite of the master, the castle's recipes are too many, a bit picky.

"Let us send blessings to the lord and his followers." Carter sat down and said.

The servants who sat around the table suddenly straightened up, followed Mr. Carter, and put their hands together on the chest, and blessed: "May the Cavaliers glory, the Lord Lord triumphantly returned."