One hundred and sixty-four chapters on the Curona circumnavigation
Originally, Ryan didn't want to open the door at this time. The Holy Grail Knight wanted to squint for a while, or sit quietly for a while.
"Dong dong dong~ Sir Ryan?" A waiter's voice came from the door: "Are you free now? Someone is looking for you."
"Is someone looking for me?" Ryan stood up and walked to the door: "Who is it?"
"It's Mr. Olivier, Lord Lane's knight." A waiter continued.
"Olivier?" The door opened, and the young knight-errant slipped in: "Oh! My Baron! Look what I brought for you?"
"Oh? This is it?" Ryan had already smelled it, and the Holy Grail Knight's eyes lit up.
Is it roast beef, black pepper roast beef! Or a whole big steak!
This is high-end stuff, something even the rich and noble can’t eat all day long. Where did Olivier get it?
"This is what His Excellency Gabriel sent to you. I brought it as soon as I got it. Eat it while it's hot, my baron."
"Let's eat together, Olivier!" Ryan took out two bottles of apple sweet sparkling wine and invited warmly.
So the baron and his knight sat down and ate to their heart's content.
The tender and juicy black pepper beef and the sparkling cider made the Baron feel more comfortable. Some minor unpleasantness also disappeared with the satisfied taste. He felt much better.
Seeing this, Olivier struck while the iron was hot: "My Baron, are you free tonight? You should be fine these days?"
"Well, I'm fine these days, but I can't leave the capital until the results come out." Ryan said casually.
"Then...shall we arrange some shows?" Olivier rolled his eyes, and then said softly: "Tonight, there will be a masquerade ball in the Vie Courtyard of Curona!"
"Masked... ball?" Ryan's eyes flickered, and the Holy Grail Knight felt his interest piqued: "Is it, 'that' kind of masquerade?"
"That's right, it's that kind of masquerade." Olivier said with a bad smile: "Not only can it be like this... but it can also be like that..."
"Really, can we have a masquerade like this?" Ryan's lips curled up: "Isn't that..."
"That's right, my Baron, what kind of scenery is there behind the curtain, and what kind of surprises are there in the curtain, my Baron, don't you want to see it?" Olivier encouraged: "It doesn't matter.
, everyone is wearing a mask, no one cares, so what if they know it? The knights have returned from the battle, and it’s time to relax.”
Regarding this point, Ryan thought that Olivier was right. In Britannia, the knights worked hard to abide by the code of chivalry, but they were very relaxed about occasionally going out to "relax". The entire kingdom
Most cities have such places.
The same is true for the Knights of the Holy Grail. The Eight Virtues of Knights do not include requirements for this aspect.
(There have been rumors that the Holy Grail Knights have much greater needs in this area than normal people)
"On the battlefield, a knight must ensure that his large spear kills enemies accurately, and on the battlefield, he must ensure that his small spear is full of vitality. This is a good knight."
——Lewis, the second generation knight king of Britannia
"Hmm~" Ryan was a little moved.
"So, my Baron, let's go and see it together?"
"Hmm~ Indeed, after a long battle, there is nothing to do now. It seems okay to go and have a look?"
"Hey hey hey~"
"Hehe~hehehe~"
The two men laughed obscenely together in the room.
"Mr. Lane, where are Mr. Olivier going to visit?" At this moment, a gentle female voice came from the door of the room.
"Wow!" Olivier stood up quickly in fright, and Ryan was also shocked.
When I looked up, I saw the Duke's daughter-in-law and her maid standing at the door of the room. Olivier didn't close the door!
Today the female knight is still wearing her Marquise costume, but she has changed her trousers into a brown plaid skirt, her long and slender legs are wrapped in black stockings, and her beautiful feet are wearing silver straps.
High heels, golden waist-length curly hair fixed with a blue hairband, flawless white hair, dignified appearance.
Following Sulia is her maid Sylvia. Compared to Sulia who is wearing a marquis costume, Sylvia is not qualified to wear that aristocratic costume. She is wearing a crimson Britta.
Nia's standard female noble dress, with a ribbon on the chest, gray stockings, beautiful legs and leather shoes under the brown plaid skirt. The maid's height is shorter than Sulia, who is already approaching 1.75 meters. About
He is less than 1.7 meters tall, with dazzling long blond hair tied high on the back of his head.
This equally heroic female knight seemed to have heard more content, and looked at Olivier with a dangerous aura in her eyes, but she restrained herself after thinking that he was a knight under Ryan's command.
"Ahem, we are discussing that Curona, as the capital of Britannia, is really prosperous. I didn't have a chance to take a good look last time. I finally came here this time and I always want to visit those famous attractions." Ryan was very happy.
Calm, his face remained calm and unflustered: "But Olivier and I encountered a problem. We are both foreign knights and don't know much about the streets of Curona."
"This is exactly what I want to say, Mr. Ryan, you should be fine next, right?" The female knight did not care about the two people's secretive looks. On the contrary, she pretended not to know anything and looked towards
Ryan extended an invitation: "If nothing happens next, can Sylvia and I be honored to take you to visit Kurona?"
"Of course, I feel very honored!" Ryan immediately forgot about Olivier, and he accepted the invitation seriously: "I really didn't expect that Miss Sulia would take the initiative to invite me. In this case, why should I not
Reason for agreeing?"
"Also, just call me Ryan."
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Ten minutes later, on the streets of Corona.
The road paved with stone slabs is neat and clean. There are a large number of three- and four-story buildings on both sides of the road. A large number of shops constitute the first element of the city's prosperity. On the streets of Curona, there is a steady flow of people.
Curona, the capital of Britannia, is close to the Sannes River. This city has a population of approximately 150,000 to 200,000 people. It is one of only five human giant cities in the old world, along with the other four cities.
They are the White Wolf City of the empire, the capital Braunschweig, the southern town Nuer, and the semi-independent Marienburg.
The total population of the empire across the Gray Mountains is about 20 million, and the total population of Britannia is about 6 million. The loss of more than 30,000 people in this chivalry war is a huge loss for Britannia.
This country's military strength is a little tight, but it's still acceptable.
Just walking around on the road, the three of them saw a lot of empires and a small number of people from the southern countries. High elves and dwarves also appeared from time to time. However, compared to Marienburg, the prosperity of Kurona was obviously not as good as that of Marienburg.
, there are many heavily armed knights in the streets and alleys, which is different from the chaos and filth of Marienburg.
Among them, in the streets, alleys, and open spaces on the roadside, the knight culture has penetrated into the bone marrow of this country. Many children of the nobles are dressed in simple knight uniforms, shaking small lances and shields, shouting
In the name of ladies, practice with each other.
The appearance of the Holy Grail Knight made everyone pay their respects. When Ryan walked on the street, any knight would salute him as a military salute. The male nobles took off their hats to salute him, while the female nobles leaned over and lifted their skirts, surrounded by children.
He laughed endlessly and tried his best to gain his attention.
In this country, the status of the Holy Grail Knight is evident.
Ryan was very calm about his lofty status. He neither got carried away nor pretended to be humble. On the contrary, he responded politely to any greeting and continued his play.
All goods and specialties from the twelve principalities of Britannia, many imported goods from the empire, as well as dwarf and elf shops can be found in Curona. Many shops have "Knight of the Holy Grail" hanging on the door.
20% off” sign.
"The Holy Grail Cathedral is right in front, Lane Pavilion... Lane." Sulia and Lane walked on the street together, and saw that Lane, as a Knight of the Holy Grail, was so loved by the citizens and nobles. For some reason, the female knight's
I was also sincerely happy for him.
Pushing open the door of a shop, the wind chimes at the door rang. Inside the shop, an alchemist saw a Holy Grail Knight coming and shouted happily: "Welcome! Absolutely welcome! Your noble Holy Grail Knight, would you like to
Just take a look, any product is 20% off!”
"Lian Pavilion...Lian, do you know how to do alchemy? It seems to me that you have bought a lot of alchemy materials." Sulia noticed that Ryan had been consciously purchasing alchemy materials, so the female knight started the conversation.
"I don't know how to do alchemy myself, but some of my friends do. I bought some alchemy materials here to prepare for her to use when she comes to see me in the future." Ryan carefully identified a dragon in his hand.
The age and value of the sugusa, he replied casually.
"She? Is she the Lake God Prophet sent by the lady?" Sulia also walked to Ryan's side. The female knight seemed to be very interested in this topic: "Speaking of which, Mr. Ryan, as the lady's chosen champion, does not have the Lake God.
Your Excellency, the prophet of God, has come to your territory to help you with your internal affairs."
"Is there one in Winford's court?" Ryan smiled meaningfully and did not answer this question. The Fairy of the Lake had asked it before, but Ryan rejected her.
"Yes, there are two Lake God Prophets serving in Winford's court, assisting my father in domestic affairs." Sulia watched Ryan go to check out: "They are all very gentle people."
"In the future, I will also have my own wizard friends to help me do these things, but they are not particularly gentle people." Ryan said with a wry smile.
"she?"
"Well, do you know about the Gloria Council?" The group came out of the shop and continued walking towards today's visit target - the Holy Grail Cathedral.
The Council of Gloria? Those evil witches? The female knight felt a sudden thought, and the expression on her face did not change at all. Her smile was like a warm spring breeze, and her cherry lips twitched softly: "I know, I heard it mentioned by others, it is said that
Is it an organization of female spellcasters?”
"I have a cooperative relationship with them, although it's not very reliable..." Ryan nodded. He didn't seem to want to continue on this topic, so he decided to change the topic: "By the way, how is Amelia doing with you?
?Is she still adaptable?"
"Well, Miss Amelia is very adaptable to the environment of the academy. She majored in courtier and knight auxiliary majors. She studies very hard and has a good relationship with the students." Sulia was very happy.
She wanted to continue asking this question, but she knew it was not the time yet. The female knight tried her best to ensure that Ryan could feel comfortable in the conversation with her.
As the daughter of a duke, Marquise Sulia performed flawlessly in both conversational skills and every move. When getting along with her, Ryan could feel like a spring breeze.
It was a really relaxed and dynamic atmosphere for conversation.
"Really? I thought Amelia would be very shy and wouldn't be able to make many friends." Thinking of his maid, Ryan laughed.
"How could it be? It's just Lane Pavilion...can you answer me a question?" Before Sulia could speak, her maid Sylvia asked proactively.
"Excuse me, Miss Sylvia, you don't have to be polite." The baron stretched out his right hand with his palm flat and upward, indicating that Sylvia could ask questions as she pleased.
"Miss Emilia... how did she become your maid?" The maid with a more serious personality looked at Ryan with sharp eyes. Both she and the female knight saw the performance of Emilia. She was really...
Not like someone who would volunteer to be a maid.
"It's a long story..." Ryan thought to himself that this story is a long series.
"But Sylvia and I are both willing to listen. This must be a thrilling story, right?" Who knew that the female knight was unwilling to let her go on this issue? Sulia stopped, her sea blue
His eyes were looming among the golden bangs, and they were full of interest: "Ryan, since you have entrusted Miss Amelia to my care, then I also have the right to know about her, right?"
Ryan thought to himself that this seemed to be the case, but why were the two female knights looking at him with interest?
This put a lot of pressure on him.
"Well, this matter started about a year ago, when I received a commission from Archbishop Innocent in Winter City, the capital of the Kingdom of Nord..." Ryan began to tell a series of his experiences.
The story of his coming from the Kingdom of Nord was full of adventures and battles, until Emilia herself was willing to become his maid after Marienburg.
"What an amazing story. The virtue and nobility you showed are admirable." The female knight listened to the story very seriously, with admiration on her face. Sylvia also expressed her admiration for Ryan.
The performance during the journey was awe-inspiring.
Only this kind of person is worthy of becoming a lady’s champion!
Both female knights thought so.
"Thank you." Before I knew it, today's first destination had arrived.
The landmark building of Curona, one of the three holy places in the hearts of Brittanians, the Holy Grail Cathedral covering an area of dozens of hectares has arrived.
No one will forget the greatness of Arthur and the twelve Holy Grail Knights, and no one will forget the twelve great victories he and the knights had. Without their efforts, Britannia would not be what it is today.
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Just as they were walking to the door, a light female voice suddenly came from behind the three people: "Ah! It's Sister Sulia! And Sister Sylvia! Long time no see!"
"Wait! Who is this man?! Knights, take him down!" (To be continued)