In Order to Become a Heroic Spirit, I Had to Do Things in History

Although Manrio and Da Vinci are several years apart, they have basically become the best friends.

Manlio and Da Vinci looked at the studio and showed funny expressions.

Anno just feels like he has a heart attack right now.

"Leonardo, don't you have to go to class today?" He endured his anger and sat calmly on a chair.

"I'm going to class, but I just want to come to see you, my senior brother who entered the hell called marriage." Da Vinci stroked his hair and patted Anno on the shoulder.

"Go to hell!" The veins on Anno's head were about to explode, and he kicked Da Vinci directly.

"what--!!!"

=== Chapter [-] Tombstone by the Lake and the Blue-haired Boy ===

After the wedding night, Anno quickly dealt with some trivial matters at hand, and couldn't wait for the upcoming wedding trip.

Harley adapts quickly, she quickly adapts herself to the role of a wife, a daughter.

She helps Anno with the finances of the mansion, manages the work and purchases of the housekeeper Ruslan and numerous servants, and takes care of Aunt Anna, allowing Anno to devote more energy to the important things.

She knew what it took to be a wife.

The husband and wife have also discussed that they do not plan to have children in the short term, and will wait for two years.

Then, after a week of preparation, the two finally decided to embark on a wedding trip.

Anno's mansion was handed over to Verrocchio and Aunt Ana to manage it, and Luslan acted as the groom. The couple finally embarked on a wedding trip called happiness.

The trip will last for a year and will mainly go to a few cities.

Of course, due to the current political situation, the couple selectively avoided some cities.

Berlin, Vienna, Milan, Paris, St. Petersburg...

The time of happiness and joy always passes quickly.

The two fell in love with their footprints all over Europe. Harley was enjoying a trip she had never experienced before, while Anno used a drawing board, his own hand and pen, to engrave the gesture of his beautiful wife into the painting. .

Based on the experience of his last trip, Anno brought a lot of paint and paper this time, so that he could completely record the appearance of Harry during his trip on the paper.

These sweet memories will become a treasured collection for the couple and will never be sold.

Their last stop was London.

When you come to London, there is a scenic spot that you have to go to.

Glastonbury, a town near Bristol.

It's just an ordinary town, but a monastery makes it special.

This monastery is, in fact, someone's mausoleum.

When Anno and Harry came here, it happened to be in the rainy season. The two entered the courtyard of the monastery with umbrellas.

King Arthur's Tomb.

Whether or not King Arthur is buried here is unknown, but it was indeed a means for the clergy of the monastery to honor the legendary king.

The husband and wife presented a few dried flowers to King Arthur and left.

But after leaving, the rainy fog and wet roads left the couple lost.

The two walked in a daze, walking, and after regaining their senses, they walked into the depths of the forest.

Anno wrapped his wife in his coat to keep her from getting cold.

suddenly.

The rain stopped, and the two walked to a... Huge lake?

Anno tidied up his rain-drenched hair, and said doubtfully, "Where is this place? There shouldn't be such a huge lake nearby."

Harry had a cold: "Ah... Lawrence, I'm feeling a little cold."

"Now that the rain has stopped, I have dry clothes in my purse. Let's change them first." Anno took off the purse on his back and took out the dry clothes.

Harry nodded and went to change.

Annuo suddenly saw a sword standing by the lake not far away.

"Strange..." He wanted to take a closer look.

After getting closer, I realized that it was not a sword at all, but a sword-shaped tombstone.

A few words are written on it: the tombstone of the white knight - the great man who stands up to time, the ants who are defeated by time - the friend of the white knight.

An Nuo didn't know why, but suddenly felt a little melancholy.

Looking at the sparkling lake behind him through the tombstone, Anno sighed deeply.

"Honey, where are you?" Harry's voice came, with a hint of panic in it.

"I'm here, dear." Anno responded quickly, glanced back at the tombstone, and involuntarily put his hand in his pocket.

Take out an extra dried flower and put it in front of the tomb.

Then leave in a hurry.

The tombstone stood alone by the lake, with only the dried flowers in front, as if no one had ever been there.

......

Luslan led the rescue team to find the husband and wife, but luckily the speed was fast.

Harry just had a cold, it wasn't a big problem, Anno's system was great, nothing happened.

He was just a little strange about that tombstone, and his own sad and melancholy feeling.

That tombstone is the tombstone of the White Knight, presumably the tombstone of King Arthur's most powerful and valiant courtier.

Why was he buried there, and why did it make him feel that way?

Anno shook his head and stopped thinking about those. Now he was more concerned about his wife who had a fever.

It took two days to get to London, Anno quickly booked a hotel to take care of his wife.

Harley may be due to her poor physique, and Anno took good care of her, but Harley's condition was still a bit repetitive, which made Anno impatient.

One day, when he went downstairs to fetch water with a kettle, he ran into a person head-on.

Both of them were running very fast, and the collision knocked over both of them directly.

Anno sat on the ground and covered his forehead, which was already red and swollen.

The kettle fell to one side, and the person who collided with Anno also covered his forehead and groaned.

Anno rubbed his head, barely stood up, and stretched out a hand to the person he bumped into: "Sorry, sir, are you alright."

"Ah, it's alright, I'm the one who should say sorry, I shouldn't be running in the aisle - eh?" The man put his hand down, revealing a face that was quite familiar to Anno.

"You are--"

"Lawrence?"

"Joseph?"

The man who bumped into An Nuo has curly blue hair, a delicate and soft temperament, and wears glasses. He has a scholarly temperament.

He was a teenager Anno met when he came to London to travel alone a few years ago. At that time, Joseph seemed to be very young, but he was willing to pay Anno to paint a portrait of him. The two have since then Forged fate and became friends.

In Anno's view, Joseph is a rather incredible person, similar to a magician, always holding some strange gadgets.

At that time, Joseph told Anno that he was distressed about not being able to enter that field. If Anno asked more, he was reluctant to say more, so Anno was very impressed with Joseph.

The two greeted and simply hugged: "Lawrence, why are you coming to London again?"

"Long time no see, Joseph, the purpose of this visit is the same as last time. Are you—how are you?"

Joseph showed a tired smile that did not match his age: "The progress is not good, and I still can't get recognized and enter that field, but I will one day."

Anno didn't know what he was talking about: "Good luck to you."

"Thank you."

"I'm going to fetch water first. My wife is sick now. I need to boil more hot water for her to drink." Anno picked up the kettle and looked at Joseph.

=== Chapter [-] The end of the trip ===

"Are you married?" Joseph was a little surprised. When Anno came to London last time, the two exchanged a lot. Anno once made it clear that he didn't want to get married and felt that getting married would become a burden to him.

"I just fell in love with a person." Anno turned his head and smiled, and admitted it generously, "When you meet the right person, you will naturally change your mind."

"It can make you change your mind, it seems that you are really in love."

"Well, by the way, Joseph, what are you doing here?"

"The owner of the hotel is my friend, and I live here temporarily."

"Okay, I'm going to fetch water first, Joseph, and we'll talk later."

"Okay, please." Joseph smiled and waved.

......

The weather in London gradually improved, and Harley finally recovered from her illness.

She kissed Anno: "Thank you for your hard work, Lawrence."

Anno just touched Harry's long smooth hair: "I'm your lover, you can rely on me more."

Harry didn't know how to respond, so he could only ask, "I'm sick now, where are we going?"

"Let's go around the street first." Anno took Harry's hand and walked out of the room.

Just happened to meet Joseph walking by with a small bag in his hand.

"Good morning, Lawrence." Joseph greeted with a smile.

"Morning, Joseph," he responded with a smile. "This is my wife, Halle."