Knights of the Light

I was known as a good boy since I was a child.

I heard that when I was young, I was sweet and cute, with long eyelashes, golden curly hair, and beautiful blue eyes, like a miniature version of my father.

A lot of people like to tease me.

I have a strong sixth sense, and I can easily distinguish between good intentions and malicious intentions.

Therefore, I can always easily avoid those malicious teases, and then repay them in other ways, showing my innocence with an aggrieved expression.

My father easily saw through my behavior and told me how to make friends.

Well, how do ordinary people deserve to be friends with me-that's what I thought at the time, and I don't know where it came from.

My father said that people should not be too self-willed, self-willedness always has a price, and told me many days when a lone traveler was bored to death and lived alone all his life.

It sounds scary.

Well then, I will make friends with them reluctantly, but the weak are not worthy of making friends with me!

My father also said that the weak do not need to be friends, but if it is convenient, we should help them.

I don't know why.

My father said that without the foil of the weak, how can we appear to be strong?

Makes sense.

So I can do a little favor and be polite to people, that's my culture, that's what I say to my father.

Later in class, learn the eight virtues of knighthood.

Humility, honesty, mercy, valor, justice, sacrifice, honor, soul—the classroom.

There are many things I don’t understand, but the front is fine. I don’t like the sacrifice. I asked my father, why do we have to sacrifice for others?Isn't our life life?

The father said that there is no father who wants to teach his children how to sacrifice, and run away when they are in danger, and don't ask him about the rest.

I was super curious, and hugged my father for a long time before my father said that the sacrifice was not for others, but for responsibility and love.

I don't understand, and my father said that I won't understand until the time comes.

So confused.

My father is always very busy, but no matter how busy he is, he will always find time to accompany me. Music, painting, magic, and writing are all taught by him. My learning speed is very fast. Imidil calculated it for me, it is normal Three hundred times that of people.

No matter how thick the book is, I will remember it after reading it once. No matter how many words, I will never forget it after writing it once. After reading the martial arts, I can use them exactly.

My father let me learn a lot, his teaching is very nice, it is my favorite story to listen to, because there are a lot of scattered learning, so my strength is only several times faster than normal people, almost at the level of ordinary geniuses.

It's a pity that my talent for music is not too high, but I have great potential for painting, so since I was young, I have always been No.1 in our class, in every subject.

Of course, geniuses have no friends.

By the year of graduation, my father kicked me into the army without hesitation, saying that it was time for the little eagle to fly.

Well, the actual combat assessment is also part of the high-level exam, so I'm not afraid of it.

Then I met Alan.

The aggression of purgatory has become a norm, and I only know the difference when I encounter a comparison.

Compared with those sad and desperate people, I used to live in heaven for so many years. When I became the captain, when a comrade who fought with me died in my arms, I realized that there is not only family and friendship in the world. It is no longer a thin word. When others entrust their lives to you, the weight of responsibility makes me understand what the sacrifice my father is talking about is.

Life is beautiful. Everything my father did was to let me know life.

I finally understood my father, what he had worked so hard to protect.

I believe that I will do better than my father.

Until I met Alan.

At the beginning, Alan was an ordinary person. In fact, it was not the first time I saw him when he saw me.

When he was in Sunny Harbor, he sneaked into the monastery where I lived temporarily from the sewer, and took away my dinner. He was thin and small, with wet eyes. Although he was very hungry, he didn't take the meat directly, but drank it first. Thick soup, bandaged the wounds on my body with the clean cloth and holy water from my curtains, and the twitching made me very sad. I felt that I hadn't protected them well, so I was deeply impressed.

But when I figured it out, he was discovered by the monks, and he would be executed for stealing the holy water. When I stopped the monks, he ran away.

Otherwise, when he threw a stone at me later, even though I was too tired to open my eyes, it would be no problem for me to slash back with a sword.

Alan is very smart, he can keep up with my thoughts effortlessly, and he is equally quick to learn to meditate. He is the one who worries me the most here.Desperately learning priest spells, but his physique and holy light are actually repulsive, but no matter how I persuade him, it is useless.

He is always restless and sleeps very little. One day he hopes to use my remaining water to take a shower. There is no wooden bucket, and he hasn't washed for a long time.

How can we use the rest, wash together!

After washing, we slept together, and he slept next to me, and he was not afraid at all.

Very fulfilling and satisfying.

He still likes to hug me, I like it very much, but the bones are so human, I will try my best to help him grow the meat.

What I like most at night is to hold his hand and teach him to write. He has just learned to write, and he can write poems, and he writes beautifully, such as "The night gave me black eyes, but I want to use him to find light" ——How pious, how kind, how yearning for the light, the Holy Light even directly granted him a job change, from a commoner to a priest in one step, and he didn't need to be an apprentice.

We gradually managed the chaotic fortress. Although everyone didn't eat much, he would try his best to find mice, snakes, cockroaches, and bats to feed me. The roasted food tasted good, but his expression was ugly when he ate it.

There is too little food. Although we have been arranging for civilians to evacuate, we still haven't raised his meat, which is worrying.

Of course I don't dislike him, but why is he so disappointed?

What is the plastic surgery he was talking about?

What happened later was a big surprise. The demon army broke through the defense line. Although it was only one, it was not something the two of us could resist.

When I stayed behind, I finally understood what my father meant by sacrifice.

For responsibility, for love.

There is something more important than life, not a burden, but something more precious than life.

But Alan, why do you want to come back! _(:3」∠)_

My father has a resurrection technique when I die, and you are dead... well, my father also has a resurrection technique.

……

Then we separated and my father said he should die.

How is it possible, I will definitely find him, not long after.