When the sun was shining on his buttocks, Roy was awakened by the noise in Lord Borabel's castle.
The roar of the housekeeper, the footsteps of the servants, the neighing of the horse, the snap of the soldier's sword hilt hitting the armor, the voices of the cook and maids, the sound of pouring water...
These sounds entered the simple hut through the narrow window along with a wisp of floating sunlight.
Roy jumped up from the bed, looked down, and couldn't help but groan secretly.
Below the main tower, the servants in the castle have started working early. Some are planting vegetables in the garden, some are carrying buckets to fetch water, some are washing clothes and drying sheets, and some are milking cows.
The only person still staying in bed is probably the little handyman who feeds the horses.
It's over, it's over. Roy's eyes rolled around for a while, he found his linen and hurriedly put it on, then quickly put on his pants and shoes, shouted "Oliver, hurry up!" before opening the door and running out.
A dog that was lying lazily beside the bed quickly jumped up, walked on its short legs and waggled its flagpole-like tail, and followed Roy.
After running and slipping down the spiral staircase, he ran out of the main tower of the castle. Roy was about to sneak along the wall on the right side of the main tower to the stables when he heard a frightening sound coming from his ears.
"Big brain!"
Roy's body suddenly became stiff.
When he turned his head, the young man's blue eyes, which were wandering around, had become dull and dull.
"Miss."
Under the sun, a beautiful girl wearing a bright yellow dress was staring at Roy suspiciously: "You just got up?"
"No, I forgot to pick up something just now." Roy looked honest.
"You're stupid. The training is about to start, why don't you get the saddle horse quickly?" Lady Anne, the lord lady, glared at the little handyman who looked the stupidest in the family, then turned around and got on the carriage.
Roy breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the carriage leave the castle.
Fortunately, Anne, the baron's daughter, who never took care of things, would be in trouble if she were caught by the housekeeper or those picky knights.
I don't deserve to be scolded.
While no one was paying attention, Roy quickly ran to the stable and led the war horse out of the gate of Lord Borabel's castle and came to the edge of the racecourse.
Borabel is a small coastal city. It is located in the southwest of the Saint Solan Empire and the southern part of the Avalon continent.
The small town is small and built against the mountains. The ancient and smooth stone roads and beautiful small buildings extend from the port fishing village at the bottom of the mountain to the gentle mountainside.
Most of the houses are built with rocks unique to the southern part of the St. Solan Empire. The white wall stones are mixed with some orange or yellow stones, and the wooden attic roofs are uniformly painted with blue tops and white edges. They are located row upon row among the lush green trees.
The grassy hillside is extremely beautiful.
This place is busiest every year during the fish news season.
The port is full of cargo ships of different sizes from different places. The men on the dock are shouting slogans and carrying bags. The market is crowded with people, and the hotels, restaurants and bars are all overcrowded. All kinds of people gather here, making the small town look bigger than others.
Big cities are still prosperous.
"Good morning, Aunt Mary."
"Good morning, Uncle Poshkin."
Roy pushed the horse to the trough of the racecourse with all his strength. While tying the horse to the wooden railing of the racecourse, he greeted the people passing by with a confused and cheerful smile on his face.
"Morning, Roy."
Everyone responded to him enthusiastically. Many uncles and aunts passing by him patted his shoulders and rubbed his hair lovingly.
Roy is not a native of Borabel City.
Five years ago, he followed his eccentric and unsociable grandfather William to wander here and built a small wooden house in the mountains and forests northeast of the town. After a period of contact, everyone quickly fell in love with this man with a long face.
A little boy with a big round head, a pair of beautiful blue eyes and black curly hair.
In the eyes of the residents of Borabel, Roy is honest and introverted, easily shy, and always has a dazed look on his face, making him look a bit dull. However, everyone likes his ignorant and cute look.
Especially the women in the city couldn't help but reach out and pinch his face as soon as they saw him. They affectionately called him Little Daze.
People like Roy, and at the same time, they also feel sorry for this simple and lovely young man.
Roy lost his parents when he was young, and has no other relatives except his grandfather William. What's worse is that although this big-headed boy works hard, he can't practice fighting spirit due to physical defects. Therefore, he will never be able to realize his dream——
Become a knight.
For boys in this era, such a fate is too cruel.
The continent of Avalon is a world where knights are respected.
After the final battle three hundred years ago, humans were driven from the east to the [Land of Redemption] west of the Broken Sky Mountains by demons. They gradually developed their fighting spirit and martial arts to their peak, making knights the most powerful force in humans.
More than two hundred years ago, the day when Emperor Caesar II of the Roman Empire officially named himself a knight marked the moment when knights were distinguished from other fighting professions and became a new member of the aristocratic class!
Every noble, including the emperor of the empire, is proud of his or her status as a knight. Not only do civilian teenagers regard becoming a knight as the only way to enter the upper class, but even those aristocratic children who are born with no worries about food and drink must also become a knight.
Only after becoming a true knight can one be qualified to inherit the family fortune.
Therefore, every year, thousands of boys enter the castles or knight schools of lords from an early age to receive training in martial arts and fighting spirit, and strive to become a noble knight.
However, not everyone can become a knight through hard work.
The conditions for promotion to a knight are very demanding. The most important and indispensable condition is that the knight must cultivate fighting spirit and condense a [battle ring]!
The so-called battle ring is the halo that penetrates the outside of the body and automatically condenses under the knight's feet after the fighting spirit has been cultivated to the first level.
Only knights with battle rings can truly use fighting spirit to greatly increase their strength or speed in battle, or condense fighting spirit into armor and weapons, or even transform into attacks.
The number and strength of the battle ring directly determines the strength of the knight. Without a complete battle ring, even if he is riding a dragon, wearing the most expensive sky-marked magic armor, and carrying a spear given by the Emperor of Heaven, he is still just a cavalryman.
That’s all.
Unfortunately...
Big-headed Roy is a kid who can't cultivate fighting spirit and no one wants to be a cavalryman.
No matter which fighting spirit he practices, or what attribute the fighting spirit is, Roy can sense the source of energy generated from the weather, earth soul and the first nebula in his lower abdomen, and can also make the fighting spirit flow and grow along the meridians of the body. However,
, as soon as it stops, the source power that was just generated will disappear without a trace. Not even a trace will be left.
Without source power, there is no way to generate fighting energy, and it is impossible to enrich the energy and blood to exercise the muscles and bones. Let alone communicate the spirit and release it through the outside to form a battle ring!
Therefore, Roy, who was popular with adults in the city of Borabel, had two other nicknames among his peers.