Chapter Three: Passing on the Bed of Destiny
The conversation in the banquet hall gradually subsided, and the Baron came.
Baron Carlos Luren was a tall, thin, grim man, with short black hair under a hard, angular face full of stubble, like the snow and sand of the north all year round. Even on banquet occasions, they were dressed in scales and swords hanging from their waists, which was incompatible with the noisy and cheerful atmosphere.
The Baron, in the eyes of the people, went to the forefront, stood under the flag of the black sun on the yellow background of the Luren family, and delivered his short message: "Gentlemen, please be quiet. ”
The hall was momentarily silent.
"Nobles are born noble, nobles are born to rule, and nobles are a contract between god and mortals!"
There was applause all around.
He went on to say, "But the contract stops at extinction, the bloodline will wither, and the most important thing for the nobility is inheritance." We are gathered here today to proclaim the continuation of another family of divine blood. Today, on behalf of Lord Otto, I would like to introduce you to a new member to join our holy community. ”
The Baron motioned for Tyre to come forward.
"By the canonization of the Earl, this is the new Lord Safis, a knight of the Knights of the Elorine Griffin, Monsieur Tyre Safes."
He raised his glass, "Let us raise a glass for Your Excellency Safis, for Cullen, for the Northland!" banzai! ”
"Hooray!"
"Long live the Baron!"
"Long live the Northland!"
"Long live your Earl!"
Looking at the crowd in front of him raising a glass and congratulating the long crowd, Tyre suddenly thought of the conversation he had with his father two days before his death. It was the rainy evening when Tyre had just returned to Cullen, in the bedroom of the owner of the ancestral mansion of the Sephis family.
Raymond Sarfis was a stocky old man with a fat belly and a white face full of pampering, a knight who had never held a sword in his life, a lustful lord who liked Lori, a father who was not responsible enough, and whose greatest contribution to the family was to give birth to a son and to continue the offspring of the family, but now he was lying in bed, with his eyes closed, dying.
"Tuss, how many times have I said, to knock on the door," the old knight opened his eyes slowly.
"No, Father, it's me, Tyre," Tyre looked at his father's white hair, gaunt countenance, and a moment of gloom.
"Ah, really. "Till, my son, it's been five years, and you're finally back to see me," the old knight's feeble voice permeated with surprise.
"Yes, Father, but I didn't expect to meet you in a scene like this." Tyre tried to suppress his emotions.
"I have been fifty-four, and I have lived for fifty years, like a dream and a fantasy, and those who have been born once have no immortality?" Isn't that what your mother used to teach us? Oh, I can still live past 50 years old, which is already the goddess's long-term service to me. ”
"Father..."
"You told me to finish." He waved his hand and whispered, "I'm not a good lord, not a good knight, not a good father, I haven't even done good deeds, I know very well in my heart, I've lived enough." Having said that, the old knight smiled lowly.
"But, Tyre... you...... Still hate me? Then he smiled and lowered his eyebrows and said softly.
"I still hate you, Father, but not today."
The old knight struggled to get up, "You come to my side. ”
Tyre walked over, "Father, I'll help you up. ”
You may think that there are not many days to come, and the father has not refused the kindness of his son, "Remember the oath of our Safis family?" ”
"How is it possible to forget, 'We are the knights of the stars, the guardians of the stargates, and so it is tonight, until death.'" How could I forget the vows I had to take every day when I prayed. Tyre replied firmly.
Can't forget and can't forget, it's carved in the bone marrow, I want to take on the burden of my father and inherit the sacred mission that has been passed down for hundreds of years.
Tyre thought of years of hard study in the academy and secretly made up his mind.
"Ah, Holy, do you know what this oath means?"
"I know that guarding the Star Gate is the mission that the goddess has given to our family."
"Yes, then do you know what a Stargate is?" The corners of the old knight's mouth seemed to twitch.
"This, Father, I don't know. However, since it is the Gate of the Morning of the Stars, it should be in heaven, with the throne of the goddess. ”
"Haha," the old knight laughed softly, "your answer is exactly the same as I was then, but it's finally time to reveal the mystery." ”
"Isn't it?"
"Of course not! I tell you, the Stargate is here. ”
Tyre was surprised. He looked around, it was a large room, but only simple decoration and furniture, and even the curtains on the large windows were ripped off. The furniture is all newly made and made of inferior oak. The ornaments such as the weapons and the head of the beast that were originally hanging are also missing.
"Father, everything that can be sold out in the house has been sold out." What else could there be? ”
"Hahaha, you take a closer look." The old knight laughed in a low voice
Tyre searched carefully, it was a familiar room, and everything had changed as much as it had been five years earlier. The tattered floors, the creaking braziers, except for some new furniture that smelled of paint, were all very poor styles, not even styles, only simple splicing of a few wooden boards. Alas, this is all the inferior stuff made by the country carpenter who found it, and it does not match the old bed at home.
This bed can also maintain the dignity of the family.
Forehead, bed, suddenly an impossible idea appeared in his mind.
Tyre stared wide-eyed at the bed where his father had loved to lie down, trying to expel this whimsical thought out of his brain.
"Could it be this one.... Tyre whispered in disbelief.
"Hahaha, hahaha, no mistake, no mistake, the Stargate is the bed, it's this bed." The old knight laughed so much that tears flowed down his face, and his fat body kept trembling on the bed.
Oh, the Star Gate that the oath to guard to the death is actually a bed.
"Click." Something seemed to break in Tyre's heart. What, bed?
This bed, the remaining sanity, drove Tyre to touch and touch it. It was a very large bed, two meters wide and two meters long. The edge of the bed was carved with a circle of strange patterns, which now look like an inscription, and the entire bed was made of a wood that resembled a fir wood. It had never occurred to me that this bed seemed to be at home all along, and that my father had been sleeping on it since he had consciously moved several times.
"Father, are you saying that our family has been working for this bed for hundreds of years?" Tyre suddenly felt powerless, ridiculous, the world seemed to be joking with them, and his ten years of efforts seemed pointless.
"Hahaha, isn't it a surprise that I reacted the same way I did to you back then." At that time, I was also a spirited, handsome and confident young man, full of thoughts of making achievements, thinking of Yin Zi Jinjue, thinking of marrying the most beautiful woman in the world, thinking of recovering the glory lost by my ancestors, but the world is often different from what you think, isn't it. ”
"Father, why is this bed the Gate of the Stars?"
"I don't know, my dear son. My father also told me this, only to know that this is the goddess's royal bed, the core of the family's protection for generations, we have vowed, we will fight for it for the rest of our lives, the door is in the people, the door is lost. We couldn't even get too far out of this bed. ”
"Father, can't you get too far away?"
"Yes, if you exceed five kilometers, you will be dizzy, and if you exceed twenty kilometers, you will die of heart failure." The old knight paused and said, "Have you seen the portraits of your ancestors?" Are they all the same as me, fat? It was all a result of lying in bed for years. ”
Trier looks back at the portraits of his grandfather, great-grandfather, and great-great-grandfather, and sure enough, they are all big fat people like his father.
Is this also my destiny?
"But why was I able to get out of here before?"
"That's because..." The old knight paused, then slipped a ring into Tyre's ring finger with lightning speed, and smiled strangely, "Dear son, that's because you haven't taken the bait yet." You see, it's not okay now, isn't it? ”
Tyre wanted to back off, wanted to take off the ring right away, but it was too late.
The unpretentious iron ring suddenly emitted a purple light, and a ring of barbs appeared around it, deeply rooted in Tyre's fingers, and Tyre even illusioned that the ring and the finger instantly merged into one, and could no longer feel its presence.
Tyre even wanted to stab the laughing old man to death with a sword, if he wasn't the father, if it wasn't the goddess's oath.
"This is the tribal ring, the blessing of Suren, the bondage of blood, the fire of Isalus. Congratulations, my son, you are already the patriarch of the Safes family. ”
"And, Tyre, keep hating me, I'm going to see the goddess anyway." This is a wonderful experience that every generation of patriarchs has to go through, and it is a rare opportunity. What's more, if you think about it, this is the royal bed of the goddess, will you be excited and honored lying on it? ”
"By the way, by the way, when the goddess summons you, the ring will be taken off."
"Father, is there anything else?" Nothing, I want to be quiet. Tyre didn't know how to react, Mu Ran replied.
"Of course, after saying the family oath, of course, we must talk about the family inheritance." The old knight said lightly, "Don't forget, we are still knights of the starry sky." ”
The knight of the grass, the oath of the grass, the star of the grass. Tyre was speechless.
The Safis family has a long history, dating back to the late mythological era. Since that twilight two thousand years ago, they have been sheltered by the goddess, escaping all kinds of extinction crises, and in exchange, they have accepted this great mission.
"It was the goddess who personally handed over the star gate to our ancestors on behalf of the gods." Raymond looked confused and said, "Do you know the Inheritance Knight?" ”
"I know, is it the kind of epic knight who mastered the magic sword in ancient times, but it is just a legend." Along with the dragon who covets the princess and the magician who turns people into frogs, they are known as the three fairy tales. ”
"No, we are part of the ancient lineage family, and Cecil Safis, the Great Knight 'Jackdaw' during the Battle of Dusk, is our ancestor, who left behind our thousand-year-old magic sword 'Jackdaw'. This is also an important reason why our family has survived to this day. ”
"Father, you never mentioned it." Too much stimulation today has begun to numb.
"Oh, it doesn't matter. Anyway, now we are just a lord, and no one has forged their own magic sword since two hundred years ago. Now, we just have to keep this bed. Anyway, since your great-grandfather, you won't even know how to use swordsmanship. I also just finish the routine of handover. The old knight said lightly.
"Below is, the forging of the magic sword and the sword method, you remembered."
'The visible sword, the sorcery and the soul; the invisible heart, the firmament in the void...'"
"Remember?" Oh oh oh, it doesn't matter if I don't remember, I've written a copy and put it on the table... In fact, it doesn't matter if you don't remember, you can't understand it anyway, even if you understand it, you can't learn it, even if you learn it, you can only use it by bedside. ”
Tirmuran nodded.
"Well, I'm done, and I've lived enough to die." But you can't, you can't not only die, but also live, leaving many descendants to inherit the family's blood and mission, the family's glorious dreams, vows and beliefs, are all on this bed. ”
"So, you come here. You lie here, lie down, find a position you like best. The old knight moved his fat body to make a seat.
Tyre lay down involuntarily, feeling ridiculous and painful.
Ah, knight, city, beautiful lady, goodbye.
Trier comes back from the flowing memory, with deep sympathy for his past self, and a sense of helplessness for his future life.
His father died the next day, and his little savings were left after he had simply given him a funeral. Coupled with the front and back dots in the Baron's House, the cost of the road, especially the cost of hiring a car to pull a bed, is now poor. Thanks to the financial support of Senior Morris, I will not live on the streets... Fortunately, the ancestors also left a fiefdom, which was not sent to the fence.
As for Fiona "Lady", although it is very right taste, let's forget it. Bed Knight vs Holy Griffin? Or live your whole life in the chaotic world, clip your tail and be a man. Where to go, wait for the canonization in three days.
Looking at the joyful crowd in front of him, Tyre raised a glass and drank it all.