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The wind knows...

"Old man...Master Father, I really miss you..." Sitting on the stone chair beside the cemetery path, staring at the lifelike marble statue on the lawn in the distance, and murmured with a sigh. "The first release "I'm the only one left..."

Yes, I was the only one left, but I couldn't be happy at all sitting here. Looking at the statues on the lawn of the cemetery and listening to the wind whimpering softly, I seemed to hear them chatting and laughing, as if the cattle father-in-law was watching the wilderness that was about to lead the army to conquer in the distance. And I, who was about to go on an expedition... I sat here more like a statue, more like a tree next to the road on their journey.

No one knows who I am, I feel an inexplicable loneliness. Perhaps, only by driving war horses to walk among the group of statues can I feel a little warmth. Regarding home, men... also have their own incomprehensible emotions. Who said that only grief and melancholy linger in the wind are sadness and long love for children.

Close your eyes, scenes of the past emerged in front of you again, the bold words and laughter when you raised your glass, the square flag flying and the spear head shining with the light, the wind blows the horn of our charge, and the earth trembles for us. Charge, charge... The war horses were breathing rapidly, and the last charge broke the enemy, drew out their weapons, and were about to shout... Suddenly, I opened my eyes, trying to find those familiar fights and shouts, but found that I was the only one holding my sword alone on the lawn.

Suddenly, a feeling of loneliness spread throughout my body from the depths of my heart, and I hung my hands weakly. I walked slowly on the path...

He walked into the group of marble statues, gently stroked the tall war horses, and stopped at the front of the team.

"Sir, Father..." Looking up at the statue and patted the horse's neck of the marble statue. "It's going to go to the place you have been there. I don't know how long it will take to come back. Say goodbye to me again..." Looking around, "I can't bear to go fishing with L'Oreal and the children, nor can I look at the green mountains in the distance with L'Oreal in the sunset. I'm about to set off on the road at dawn tomorrow, riding on those sails and our warships. Hope... I can also return to this hometown like you, before my head is covered with white hair... I, I'm leaving." After saying that, I glanced at the cold statue, sighed, and turned around and left the group of knights.

I walked along the path to the unknown statue of a woman, and I stopped. This was Grena's grave... I didn't know how long it was silent before this statue, until... I found someone walking towards me from behind. I looked back and saw that it was Lucrezia's maid.

They are also going to return to Pope Rana. Now the story of Cizel's assassination has spread throughout the Western Continent. Therefore, Lucrezia decided to return to Pope Rana immediately. Tomorrow she will set out with us, and then return from the Pope Rana when passing through the Wing Lion City State.

Because the war is about to go, it will definitely take several years to go there. So before I was about to go out, I came to Shibao to see Kylo, ​​as well as the father-in-law of the bull and the old man.

To my gratitude, Kylo has performed well at the Gorton Military Academy so far. And when I went to see him, he also stammered and asked me about his little cousin's affairs. He was more sensible than before. In this way, I no longer have to worry about his future affairs.

"Oh. It's you." When the maid approached, I smiled slightly at her. This maid was the girl who was knocked to the ground by me that day in the Hugging Willow City. "What's your name?"

"An... Angelina." The girl was still full of fear of me and replied timidly. When she answered, her whole body was trembling constantly. I even suspected that the basket in her hand would fall to the ground because of her trembling.

"Angelina. Well...there's a nice name. Don't be afraid. You are beautiful. Angela. I'm sorry for doing those things to you. Sorry..."

After hearing my apology, Angelina stood there. After a while, she spoke, "Husband...Madam asked me to come and ask...When will you go down the mountain? If you still want to be here...Silent for a while...Madam asked me to give you these fried fish."

"Oh, so that's the case. It's really a bit long. Go and tell her that I'll come right away and then go down the mountain. Go..." After that, he ignored Angelina. He turned around and reached out to stroke the face of the woman's statue in front of him. His fingertips slowly slid down and fell on the face of the child in her arms.

"Click..." At this moment, a slight mechanical rotary sound fell into my ears. I turned around in a daze and saw that there was a short-barrel musket in Angelina's hand, and the muzzle of the muzzle pointed... it was me.

"Hiss... Woo... My name is Angelina, Angelina Benbor..." In a short period of time, Angelina was crying, her hands were trembling constantly, and the fried fish in the basket had already fallen on the ground beside her skirt. "You... you raped me, but... But why did you still kill my brother? He was just visiting me, not looking for his wife, why did you? Why did you do this?"

"How did he die? I..."

"Shut up--" I was about to deny it, but I angered Angelina. She yelled at me and continued to sob, saying, "You know, you know what you do yourself. I thought... hiss... I was blind, why did you do that to me, why did you kill my brother. I also made me pregnant with your child... Woo woo..."

Child? Hearing this word, I immediately raised my head and took a step forward: "Angelina..."

"Shut up--"

"—" The trigger was pulled...

A light flashed in front of me, causing my eyes to close instinctively. In the darkness, I felt my chest being pushed hard, and the severe pain that spread out from my chest was thrown to the ground. The whimpering sound in my ears was mixed with the crisp echo.

"Ha——" Holding his breath, opening his eyes and looking at his chest, the blood was slowly opening up from the Kong Yi on the military uniform, gradually dyeing the military uniform red.

Angelina is like a soulless puppet at this moment, holding the short musket in her hands and sitting on the path of the cemetery.

I could feel the strength on my body slowly being lost, and I struggled to support my body with both hands and lean on the statue behind me. Then I panted and tried to shout: "An... Angelina, ha... throw that musket to me..."

But at this moment, the soul-destroying girl seemed to be unable to hear any sound anymore, and she sat there motionlessly looking at me with a dull face.

"I can't die, throw the musket to me, huh... hurry up... hurry up."

Until she heard me say she could not die, Angelina suddenly came to her senses and paniced.

Give it to me, and the musket fell beside me. But with my current strength, I couldn't reach the short musket... Until A Tu and the others came when they heard the gunshots.

"Master, Master... what's wrong with you? Who did it?" When I came to my side, A Tu suddenly burst into tears when he saw the military uniform stained with blood. He wanted to help me up, but I pushed it away.

"Ha... Stop crying, Atu, it's really... ugly. Eva, don't, it's not her, help me... help me pick up the gun."

After hearing my words, Eva put away the short sword that was placed on Angelina's neck. Then Xiangduo picked up the short gun not far away and put it in my hand.

"Hiss... Master, who is it? Tell A Tu who is it?"

"Hey...hehe, hiss-" I smiled at A Tu's appearance, but my chest burning like fire immediately made me laugh. So I could only breathe and try to open my eyes and say to A Tu, "Yes... it's Raul, he...he's not dead yet."

After hearing this, Atu immediately turned around and roared: "Mu, why are you still standing? Go find that person quickly and find the doctor in the church." Atu waved his hands and roared, regardless of whether he had any grammatical problems with what he said.

"Master, hold on, there will be no problem."

"Well..." Nodded with a trembling effort: "It's a bit... cold, but... I feel good... very good."

After saying that, not long after, I found that I could no longer hold on to my eyelids, and then slowly closed my eyes. A crying sound came from my ears. In the darkness, I heard the voice of Lukelezia, Angelina's voice, and... There was also the crying of L'Oreal, Vilushi, Yingui, Sindai, Minti and Roland. There was only one woman who didn't cry...Grena, in the light, she was holding my head in her arms with a smile on her face, and a cute child standing next to me was smiling foolishly at me.

Is it really impossible? I didn’t expect to meet them so soon.

In the dream and illusion, the last airflow in the chest cavity was vomited:

"Goodbye, cute little birds, goodbye, my white fox..."

I'm leaving...

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The Knight from the East... The book ends...

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Ending song & subtitle time…

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Book title: Knight from the East

Original author: Han Tie...

Screenwriter: Han Tie

Director: Han Tie

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Ending song: Only the wind knows...

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Very long...

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There are many actors appearing...

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There are also book friends' names...

Friendly starring book friends: There are also many...

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"Dad...Dad...Are you feeling better!"

In the hazy, it seemed as if I had heard Kylo's voice, so I turned my head and responded: "Hmm?"

But……

What I saw was not Kylo's familiar face, but a young man I had never seen before. The young man was standing by our military horses with another middle-aged man. The surroundings were still so quiet, the sun shining on the lawn, and birds cried from time to time.

"Why don't you go there on the church? Today all the royal family members are here, and there are royal families from all over the country."

"Haha, are they holding a family celebration? Alas... your grandfather was blown up a leg for the war between that family decades ago. The world has become so fast..." After saying that, the middle-aged man shook his head gently.

"Dad, that seems to have nothing to do with the royal family!"

As he said that, the middle-aged man patted my war horse: "Haha... just give an example."

After hearing his father say that, the young man looked up and looked at me. After a while, "Is this the Prince Regent?"

"Well... there are no other regent princes in this country."

"Haha... I just think I look different from His Royal Highness. He is in the same company as me, and I have a good relationship with him. And this statue... is hard to imagine that the ancestors of the Swan Castle family had such a legendary story.

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"Haha, kid, history is sometimes more absurd than novels."

"Well... I don't know, I just read a news article not long ago, saying that a family of Rana disclosed the manuscripts collected by their family for hundreds of years. The manuscript was a play that Fitinber had never been published, called "My Mother Killed My Father". It is said that it is the story of Master Benber himself. He is the illegitimate son of the Regent Prince. Because there were people who compared the portraits of the two people in that news, it was indeed a bit similar."

"How is it possible? There are so many people in the world. Any piece of paper with the signature of Fitinber can be auctioned for millions of dels (shields). Such a play has long been made public, and can it still be waited until now? Moreover, the Duke of Lucrezia of the Rana royal family had long proved that His Highness died in the assassin's assassin."

After hearing his father's words, the young man smiled and shrugged: "I don't know, that's what the news says."
To be continued...