Your Mightiness

The team competition is two rounds, and it is still a round-the-wheel battle. First, the trainee knights on both sides form a team to fight, and then the winner gets the qualification to challenge the opponent's knights.The final winner wins applause, honors and bonuses, and the loser gets nothing.John's one-on-five before made the audience's blood boil, and also made the knights on the king's side lose face. No need to think about it, you can guess that the next battle will be a hard fight.

Some people were looking forward to it, and some people angrily threw the wrong bet in their hands, but more people were asking who the red-haired apprentice knight was, and whether it was possible to poach someone from the Duke of Gloucester.Some nobles who originally wanted to watch Andre compete, also came out of the disappointment because they couldn't see Andre play at the beginning, and turned into the excitement of discovering new seedlings.

Even Richard II moved and August wanted John to come over. No one would dislike strong men. Andre is special to August. Normal people know that they can’t poach corners, but John can always have a price, right?

Of course, this is only after looking at the price of the individual competition. Only after the team competition can there be a more suitable price.Some knights have outstanding personal abilities, but they are hard to describe in a group.However, there are also those who have strong personal ability and better group awareness. This kind of knight is hard to find, such as Andre.

"When will the team competition start?" Everyone in the audience had this question at the same time.

But the team competition won't start so soon, interspersed with brief sideshows, hand-to-hand duels parodying the Arthurian legend, other slapstick shows and opera excerpts.

Because it is necessary to allow time for the knights on both sides to prepare; the trainee knights or knights who have just participated in the individual competition also need to rest. They will definitely appear in the next team competition and must slow down; the audience actually needs to relax. Ladies touch up makeup, gentlemen smoke, and take impatient children who are already sitting around to buy some snacks and drinks.

And, cough, go to the bathroom.

Speaking of the bathroom, August once again opened his eyes.He always thought that there were no public toilets in ancient times, or in other words, he didn't think about this kind of problem at all. In general, no author of time-travel novels would be bored enough to write such infrastructure that would affect readers' senses.

But the Middle Ages that August saw actually had public toilets.

August glanced at Raphael, thinking that he is too capable, right?With such a comprehensive consideration, do you really have time to sleep?

Raphael felt that he had to explain, and he whispered in August's ear: "This is not what I proposed, it exists by itself."

"How is it possible?!" August didn't believe it!

"Why is it impossible? It existed in Roman times." Although the English overthrew Rome's public health system completely, starting from the late Middle Ages, they gradually picked up the old things hundreds of years ago and slowly restored them. In fact, the Romans had already enjoyed the treatment.Public restrooms are one of them. They are located behind or next to major theaters, and there are even relics in modern times. "But I don't recommend you go."

"Huh?" August didn't understand.

"Because there is no parry, do you understand what I mean?"

"..." August really understands, because his former elementary school was treated like this before it was renovated. He was probably a child at the time, so he didn't feel that his privacy was violated. When he grew up, he would think back to that period of childhood. , is really complicated.Of course, such a "transparent" bathroom is also beneficial. At least in the campus bullying that August experienced, there was no experience of being locked in a bathroom cubicle and not being allowed to go out.

There is a professional group of comedians performing on the martial arts arena today. The clown, who can easily cause childhood psychological shadows, is throwing several colored balls with all his strength. His movements are deliberately clumsy and weird, but he can always catch the balls in a thrilling way. .Some kids laughed out loud, and some kids were so scared they never wanted to see the clown again.

But all the aristocrats lack the same interests. They can usually watch such entertainment at home, and they are so visually tired that they can't feel happy.

Richard II is definitely the most of them.

In order to pass the time, His Majesty the King decided to take care of his injured nephew, just like August used his only nephew as a ladder, just as August used Father Jo as his ladder.

The king started with "What are you whispering to Yell?", and inserted forcefully between August and Raphael.

August sat obediently on the soft sofa and said solemnly: "We are discussing the urban drainage system."

"..." There was a strange pause for three seconds.

The king's question was not hidden from anyone, in other words, the interaction between him and August was well known to the entire box.At the moment, everyone’s heart is basically a dog. The way of leisure for the Duke, who is less than 14 years old, is to discuss the urban drainage system with the Earl of March...Do you dare not pretend?You have been "different" since you were a child, does your father, Prince Hei, know?What about the big nobles who only know how to eat, drink and have fun?In front of the king, you care about the people's livelihood so hard, it will seem that we are eating dry food, although we are indeed eating dry food.

Richard II was also a little bit broken. He didn't doubt that August was pretending. He really believed it, but he was even more worried. If his brother came back and saw such a son, would he think that he hadn't done it all these years? Are you deliberately mistreating August?

The little duke looked up at his uncle at a 45-degree angle, revealing a pair of blue eyes full of confusion, watery, and anyone who looked at them could not help but soften their hearts.

"I know you work hard, but you really don't have to work so hard." The king thought that maybe he should ask August to teach him how to eat, drink, have fun, and enjoy life. Anyway, he must not be trained to be like Raphael!Well, who should I invite?Miss Matt?No, no, or Philip, the Marquess of Worcester, who can play at first glance.

August nodded: "Oh."

The king suddenly felt some stomachache, and he decided to go back to his original intention: "I didn't have time to ask carefully before, what happened to your feet?"

It was fine yesterday, why did you suddenly say that you were sprained?It was still the day when the competition and hunting were about to begin.I always feel that something is going on here, is there some ulterior story? !

There's really no story here.

At least that's true, as far as August knows.

This morning, like any other, August awoke in a bed that was too big in any of his houses.

August used to like to joke about a big bed for sixteen people or a big bed of tens of thousands of square meters, but that was just a sarcasm he learned from a funny web drama called "XX Didn't Expect". After he really said that, Father Qiao gave him a mocking look of "what are you pretending to be?", which made August so tired that he almost didn't want to talk to this idiot who didn't even know what exaggeration was.However, it was inevitable that he would encounter more idiots, so August was a little more restrained in his choice of words.

Cough, let’s talk about August’s normal morning.

He lay on the bed and thought about life for a while, well, it can also be understood as staying in bed.

Raphael, however, seemed to have passed through no one's land, pushed open the chocolate-shaped double doors and walked in, stood firm by the bed, crossed his arms, looked down at Auguste from above, smiled He was given two "human" options: "Will you get up on your own, or should I 'help' you up?"

August squinted his eyes, groaned in pain, and asked with a coquettish feeling that he didn't realize: "Is there a third option? The gentler one."

"Yes," Raphael bent down, approached the little duke's rosy face, and said in a gentle and respectful tone, "Can I lift your quilt right now, Your Excellency the Duke?"

"No!" August grabbed the two corners of the quilt tightly, and looked at Raphael warningly. Let's live with it, but what if it's today?Lifting the cup and seeing strange marks on the bed, how embarrassing the two of them should be, right?August's whole body instantly woke up from the laziness of mud feet.

Raphael raised his hand, patted August's white forehead, and was very satisfied with the success of his wake-up call: "Then, please get up by yourself? Remember? The competition is today, we can't be late. "

August glanced at the blue sky outside the corner of the curtains. The cold winter sun was slanting somewhere. Anyway, it was not in the form of hanging high at noon. August said wittyly: "Although I I don’t know what time it is, but I can be sure that we must still be very early before the contest begins.”

The contest started at two o'clock in the afternoon, after everyone had eaten lunch.

Because the morning of the nobles always starts at noon, otherwise how would they have time to party all night?

August has always felt that the original purpose of the imaginary creatures like vampires was to ridicule the nobles whose faces turned pale from day to night.

such an unhealthy life...

...Give me a 500-year package!

Raphael was probably the only exception among the nobles. He went to bed late, but he was still able to get up very early, as if he was not tired at all, or didn't need sleep.Not only that, Raphael also likes to force August to wake up early with him, using various methods, such as seduction.

Auguste can justly say that they are no longer in London at this time, and he can watch the knight training anytime he wants, and he doesn't need Raphael!

Raphael sighed helplessly: "If you go to bed early, you won't find it so difficult to get up early."

"But going to bed early is more difficult than waking up early." Auguste plausibly, poured himself a bowl of poisonous chicken soup by the way - going to bed late and waking up late can only show that you are escaping from reality and not daring to face the future, you Is this kind of person?Yes, I am such a person!

Raphael: "..."

In the end, even the old steward chose to side with Raphael, because August had to arrive at the arena before the king, so as to show respect for the king.

"If you don't want to, you can choose to go to the Earl of Kent's castle and go to the tournament ground with the king."

"Then I'd rather start now!"

Raphael and the old butler made a gesture of invitation to August, with a clear meaning, so you should make one and let me see.

So... After struggling for another half an hour, August finally got up.

At the breakfast table, Raphael shared with August what he had inquired about his half-brother for August: "The timing of your third brother's leprosy is indeed a bit subtle, just when you After the eldest sister passed away, but before the month when the will was announced, it was your second brother who sent him to the leprosy hospital, and the one who reported him was the maid in his manor, and the maid is now reunited with your fourth sister. Got a good job."

"So, it really is the second child who joined forces with the fourth child to frame the third child?"

"Maybe." Raphael still didn't give an accurate answer, because he still didn't suggest that August contact the third child's child. There was no reason, he just didn't like anyone to distract August .And he was 100% sure that once August took that girl by his side, August would be able to have a relationship with her without having to be in contact for a long time.

"Is there any other possibility?" August waited for Raphael's professional opinion.

"You can think for yourself first." Raphael said.

then……

August thought about it and sprained his foot.Heck, just kidding, he was so absorbed in thinking about what else was possible, he didn't notice how slippery the polished floor was, he staggered, his left foot fought with his right foot, and successfully fell on the ground.

When Raphael rushed over to save the beauty, it was already too late. August's ankle swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his whole body was in pain, with physiological tears hanging in the corners of his eyes.How pitiful it is.

August kept telling himself not to cry, but to be strong.

However, when Raphael ran over with a face full of panic, and was so worried that he could speak incoherently, August suddenly didn't want to do this anymore.He asked himself in his heart, why can't I cry?Not strong!Only Rafael would kiss me before he would get up!

Then, really kiss.

After many years, the taste of Raphael is still so good.August put his hands around Rafael's neck, wrapping around Rafael's body tightly like a koala hugging a tree, and refused to get up even after the family doctor came.

Even August began to feel that he was being hypocritical, but Raphael continued to coax August, as if he was offering something fragile, cautious and soft-spoken.Obviously, Raphael often encounters this kind of sprain in his usual training, and he can twist it back by himself without blinking, but when it's August's turn, Raphael doesn't even touch it. dare, because...

August was much more important than his own, Raphael always thought so.