Lorraine stroked her chin and thought for a while, then suddenly snapped her fingers and said, "Ferro, what do you think, young master, if I go kill that idiot dragon and achieve great things?"
"Do you think that if someone comes to interview me, should I end it with 'Don't be obsessed with me, he is a legend.' Or should I end it with 'I am not slaying dragons, but loneliness.' There are two options.
Which statement is more awesome and highlights the young master’s extraordinary bravery and bravery..."
Ferro's face turned pale with fear, and he shouted loudly: "Master, please don't~!"
Lorraine asked in surprise: "Why not? Aren't you shouting for me to revitalize the family all day long? This great opportunity is right in front of us. As long as we kill this idiot dragon..."
"Master~!" Ferro interrupted him, then forced a smile and said: "Master, I want you to revitalize the family business. I don't want you to die. You are the only one left in the Lorraine family.
If you die too, the Lorraine family will be cut off. Besides, why do you want to slay the dragon?"
"Huh? Isn't the ancestor of the Lorraine family a paladin? I remember saying it very awesomely."
"Lord Harlind is indeed a great paladin. But his grandson is not." A look of hatred appeared on Ferro's face, "Lord Karl eloped with the elf princess Annelina who came to visit the empire... uh...
…After they both ran away, the "War Soul Record", which is known as the world's most powerful holy knight practicing secret techniques, disappeared."
Lorraine smiled, feeling very disdainful in his heart. For him who grew up in modern society, Brother Xinchun...well...belief in science is king.
He sighed, took what Ferro said, and said for him: "Also disappeared at the same time, the family's Dragon Soul Armor. These two things are gone. In addition, the thunder and anger of His Majesty the Emperor suppressed him.
, the Lorraine family has declined like this, and each generation is worse than the last."
"Please~!" He paused, rolled his eyes at Ferro, and said, "I've heard this more than eight hundred times, can't you say something new? But then again, Ferro.
How did they hook up and commit adultery at that time... bah, bah, bah... how did they fall in love? To be able to seduce the elf princess and elope together, you are truly worthy of our ancestors."
Ferro suffocated, took a deep breath, pretended not to see Lorraine's carefree and fascinated look, and continued on his own: "Ten thousand steps back, even if you really killed the dragon, young master.
But you have to know that it is a wise dragon, not a brainless dragon."
Lorraine cracked her mouth, then held the pure steer in her mouth and said: "So bad~! So what?"
Although Ferro didn't understand what he meant by 'bad', he still said patiently: "In other words, those guys are as affectionate as human beings, and they are very protective of their shortcomings. If the news gets out, the dragon's mother will
Or what should I do if a relative at home knocks on my door in anger?"
He thought of something, and then continued: "No, its family members don't need to come to the door. Maybe someone will take the lead in picking off the young master's gourd in order to win the friendship of the dragons, and then tie a beautiful
Bow tie, presented with both hands."
Lorraine touched her head and was speechless.
After a while, he raised his head and looked at the sun in the sky, and said: "Ferro, it's getting late, why don't you let me get started? We are going to attend a wedding."
Ferro smiled, knowing that Lorraine had followed his advice and did not intend to do anything stupid. So he agreed: "As you wish, Master."
Then he waved his whip, drove the old ox and broken cart, and continued to move forward.
The bullock cart strolled along and gradually disappeared at the far end of the road.
Maybe it was because the peace had been peaceful for too long, or maybe the giant dragon acted too idiotically. The two of them completely lost their due vigilance and forgot the important news of the dragon's attack. But as Ruman's proverb said
Said: No matter how good the goblin is, he is still a damn goblin, but no matter how rubbish the dragon is, he is still a giant dragon.
The two drove the bullock cart and walked for a long time. When the sun was almost in the middle, they finally arrived outside a small village.
Before entering the village, I saw a large group of people already waiting there and came out to welcome me.
They came closer and saluted Lorraine one after another.
"Hello, Lord Lord."
"Hello, sir."
"Master, you are in good health."
"..."
There were all kinds of shouts, and it was a mess.
Seeing Lorraine's confused look, Ferro reminded him in a low voice: "These are residents of the Lorraine family's territory."
Only then did Lorraine understand.
He smiled dryly, then waved his hand and said to everyone: "Haha, everyone has worked hard and is in good health~!"
At this time, a voice came from behind the crowd: "Get out of the way, get out of the way. Get out of the way. Your Majesty is here, don't be so noisy, unruly, and let the adults laugh."
Hearing that voice, people backed away one after another and opened a path. Then, an old man with all white hair appeared in front of Lorraine tremblingly on crutches.
He raised his head, looked at Lorraine carefully, then suddenly stretched out his hand, hugged Lorraine and cried bitterly. While crying, he said: "It's really the young master, it's really the young master~! A few days ago,
I also heard people said that you were seriously ill and would die soon. I... I turned my cane up and opened the bastard's gourd..."
He wiped his tears with his backhand and continued: "I just said that good people are rewarded. The Lorraine family has always been upright, honorable, and brave. It is a model for all knights. Even if God is blind, there is no way he will end up with a bloodline.
The end of severance..."
Lorraine listened to him talking non-stop, and couldn't help but thought to himself: "Integrity and glory? Unparalleled bravery? A model for knights? Such a family has not been cut off, is God really blind?"
He was very suspicious that the old man was cursing him maliciously and deliberately smearing tears and snot on him, but seeing the respect everyone had for the old man, he didn't dare to say it.
Someone nearby hurriedly tried to persuade him: "Old Village Chief Boer, please stop crying. Today is your grandson's wedding day. You should be happy."
"Yes, yes. I'm happy. I'm very happy." The old man wiped away his tears again, and then continued: "Master, I hugged you when you were a child. At that time, you were just a little older...
"
Lorraine couldn't help grinning, but she could only deal with this old man who had been the old lady's attendant: "Yes, yes, you hugged me, and you are in good health."
Ferro also tried to persuade him, saying: "Old village chief, we'll have plenty of time to chat later. You see it's almost noon today, so don't miss the time to get married. Everyone is waiting too."
"Yes, yes, yes. We can't waste time." The old man wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. Then he waved his hand and shouted loudly: "Let's go, everyone. Come, there will be good wine and meat today."
Enough."
After saying that, he took the lead and led the people of Lorraine towards the village.
The crowd gathered around Lorraine and came to the village square.
The band had already started playing.
There were hundreds of guests in the small square. Some were dancing on the wooden stage covered with flowers, and some were sitting at the long dining tables. Others were holding wine glasses and chatting there. In addition, there were many other guests.
The young children took this festive opportunity to chase and play in the crowd, screaming and laughing.
The dining table was piled high with delicious meals and gallon jugs of home-brewed red wine. The bride, dazzlingly dressed in white gauze, sat at a special table with the groom, bridesmaids, bridesmaids and family members.
Next to the high dining table, this arrangement with a rustic flavor is an ancient Ruman custom.
When everyone saw Lorraine arriving, they stood up one after another and let out a burst of earth-shattering cheers.
Seeing how enthusiastic everyone was, Lorraine did not dare to neglect and hurriedly waved to everyone.
Under the leadership of the old village chief, he came to the center of the venue.
At this time, the originally brisk music suddenly changed and became solemn. Everyone also fell silent.
The newlyweds, accompanied by the groomsmen holding swords in their hands, all stood up and walked slowly towards him.
Lorraine was suddenly confused.
Ferro hurriedly reminded in a low voice from the side: "Master, you are the one to preside over their wedding ceremony."
"Huh?" Lorraine asked in surprise: "What's going on? I remember that weddings are such a sacred thing, shouldn't they be presided over by clergy?"
Ferro knew that the young master had forgotten many things after a serious illness, so he patiently explained: "These people are all subjects of the Lorraine family. They can farm and hunt with peace of mind under the protection of the family. Of course.
It is up to you to officiate at their wedding."
When he saw Lorraine's disbelieving look, he couldn't help but pause, and then continued: "Of course, there is another reason: those bastards who are desperate for money charge too high. For a small scene like ours, they simply can't do it."
Don’t look at it.”
Lorraine rolled her eyes and asked in a low voice: "They charge high fees, so how much should we charge?"
Ferro seemed to be choked by something, and then replied in a low voice: "It is the responsibility of a lord to serve his own residents."
It turned out that this was voluntary labor and no pay was given. Lorraine understood immediately and couldn't help but sigh in disappointment.
At this time, the newlyweds had come close, standing respectfully, waiting for Lorraine to preside over.
Lorraine thought for a while, and then started to speak according to the classic lines of those magicians in her memory: "Today, at this moment, we are about to witness the happy marriage of a newlywed couple."
He raised his head and shouted loudly: "Gentlemen and ladies, if you have any objections to their union, please raise it now."
When he said this, he paused deliberately and looked at the audience hopefully. Because according to the traditional bloody plot, at this time, there will always be one or two people who will come out to disrupt the situation, and then perform a tearful comedy.
But he was disappointed to find that no one stood up and spoke. Of course, this may also have something to do with the bright long swords in the hands of the groomsmen.
At this time, the guests below discovered that Lorraine's hosting method was different from Ruman's customs, and they began to talk to each other, making a low buzz.
"What do you want to do, Sir?"
"Is he stirring up trouble?"
"Does he also have a crush on Cuihua?"
"Wow, fighting for love with swords is like a chivalry novel. It's such an exciting plot~!"
"..."
Lorraine waited expectantly for a while, and found that the groomsmen with swords in their hands began to glare at her, and others began to roll up their sleeves and came forward with ill intentions, so she had to say: "Very good.
It seems that no one objects. So please keep your mouth shut from now on. Let us officially start."
He saw everyone stunned and stepped back, and couldn't help secretly breathing a sigh of relief. Then he raised his right hand and said to the newlyweds: "In order to ensure that this marriage is voluntary, on behalf of the gods, I and
The solemn Twelve Tables of Bronze Law asks here, the bride... uh...
He suddenly remembered that he still didn’t know the woman’s name, but he didn’t want to make a fool of himself in public, so he vaguely said, “Who is the bride? Are you willing to marry the groom?”
The bride shyly raised her head and glanced at the groom, then nodded quickly and whispered: "I do."
Lorraine turned around and said to the groom: "Groom...are you willing to marry the bride?"
The groom looked back at the bride, then stretched out his hand to lift his pants and replied blankly: "I am willing."
Lorraine stretched out her hand, snapped her fingers, and said in a standard Cambridge accent: "Oukai, then I hereby announce that you are now a legal couple..."
Next to him, Ferro hurriedly whispered: "Master, this is not how you host a wedding ceremony."
Lorraine couldn't help but be stunned.
Ferro grabbed a silver knife next to him, and then decisively slashed the groom's and bride's hands. Blood flowed out instantly. Lorraine grinned - was this a wedding or a murder?
I saw him interlocking the bleeding wrists of the two people, and then raising them high. He said loudly: "Now their blood is blended together and can no longer be separated. Here we are the most high, the most holy, the most holy."
Witness this sacred marriage in the name of Zhuosen, the God of Benevolence, and may they live out this life under the protection of Athena, the goddess of justice and war, and with the blessings of Aphrodite, the goddess of love."
Everyone present immediately burst into cheers.
The passionate music also sounded again, and some people began to dance to the music.
Although this wedding ceremony is not very traditional, who would bring it up to dampen everyone's interest? What's more, everyone has been waiting eagerly for most of the day. At this time, it would have been long before he had filled himself up.
It's normal to have a hungry stomach.
Lorraine found that as the host, she was completely ignored and felt a little boring.
He calmly came to the dining table next to him and loaded a large plate of food to comfort his hurt mood.
Just when he was about to eat, he heard the sound of horse hooves in the distance. Then a sweaty knight rushed into the square on a green horse.
The knight rushed to the center of the venue, then jumped off the horse. Then he ran in front of Lorraine in a few steps, and shouted out of breath: "Uncle... Sir Earl, something serious has happened~
!”
Lorraine suddenly stood up, looked at the knight, and then cursed loudly and heartbroken: "Asshole~! You bastard, if my last Ferrari is exhausted to death, you will be in serious trouble soon."