The Dark King

"Is the fireplace burning?" Du Dean tightened the blanket on his body and shrunk his hand inside the sweater, asking Kruen who was serving beside him.

When Kruen saw Du Dean chilling slightly, he felt strange in his heart and replied: "Master, the fireplace is already burning, otherwise, are you sitting here?"

Du Dean frowned slightly, nodded silently, and took the book to get up to the fireplace by the sofa. Kruhn took the animal blankets on the back and put it on the sofa. Du Dean sat down after laying it.

The fire in the fireplace thundered, and the warm fire shone on his face, but he felt cold and biting all over his body, and there was a trace of worry in his heart.

In the sky outside the window, dark black snowflakes fell down. The snowflakes were mixed with radiant particles. They fell faster, hitting the ground and rustling on the window, accumulating thick black snow.

With a squeak, the door was pushed open, and He Theka came timidly, glanced at Kruhn, a little more daring, and said to Du Dean: "Master, do you call me?" Although he was only four or five years old, But since she was a child, the hard days made her more sensible than her children of the same age. With the teachings of Du Dean these days, she also learned a lot and called Du Dean like everyone else in the castle.

Du Dean nodded slightly and waved her over.

Hertheca was nervous, and came slowly to Dudian.

Du Di'an reached out and touched her green hair. This hair color had never been seen in the outer wall area. The civilians were mostly brown hair or black hair, and the nobles were blond or pale gold. Such a special hair color is extremely rare. He Whispered: "Have you finished your homework today?"

"It's finished." Hertheka said honestly, her voice crisp and tender.

Du Dean nodded, hugged her to her lap and sat, said, "What story do you want to hear today?"

Hertheka's eyes blinked radiantly, and the tension in her heart eased a little bit. She knew that this big brother was the gentlest when telling stories, and never got angry, but it was like a different person in peacetime, but, It was time for storytelling at this moment. She was quite relieved and skewed her head for a while, saying, "I still want to listen to the last'Ugly Duckling' story."

Du Dian smiled slightly and said: "The story of the ugly duckling is over. Today I will tell you a story about Snow White. Do you want to hear it?"

"Snow White?" Hertheka blinked. Isn't the snow black? How could there be snow?

Kruen stood next to him with his eyebrows bowed down, but his ears were raised. He also liked the stories that Du Dean told and admired him. This friend of his own age knew something better than himself. Too much.

"Snow is white." Du Dian smiled slightly. "In a very distant place, the snow there is white. This story starts in that place. There was once..."

The black snow rustled on the windows, the fire in the fireplace cracked, and Dudian's soft voice echoed in the room, and time passed unconsciously.Sitting in Du Di'an's arms, Hertheka listened very obediently, did not intervene, and did not hear curiosity like other little girls, interrupting Du Di'an to ask questions.

After the story was finished, Kruhn was still immersed in it, and never recovered.

Hertheka's eyes flashed with brilliance and said, "The seven dwarfs are so pitiful."

Du Di'an smiled and put her back gently on the ground, saying: "Go practice sword."

Hertheka woke up and knew that gentleness had ended, and nodded, "I'm gone, young master." After that, he left the study with his calf.

Kruen watched her leave quietly and said to Du Dean: "Master, your time is so precious. Why should you tell her these stories and delay time?"

"Always exercise, learn, without tenderness, and cultivate only monsters." Du Dian's expression calmed down. "People who have fairy tales in their hearts have attachments. When the fairy tale is broken, it is when the cocoon is broken into butterflies."

Kruen was startled, somewhat confused.

Du Dian sighed softly, looking at the black snow falling on the window mullion, with a deep trace in his eyes.

Boom.

There was a voice outside the door.

"Come in."

Nicotine pushed in the door and respectfully said: "Master, the Knights Hall sent someone to call you in the past."

Du Di'an's eyes flickered slightly, nodded, lifted the warm blanket on his body, put down the books, got up and left the fireplace. After leaving the room, the air seemed to be even colder. His pores contracted slightly, and the cold shivered slightly, but He didn't want people to see that he was trembling. He could only squeeze his lips, tighten his body, and his face seemed unconsciously indifferent.

Come downstairs.

At a glance, Du Di'an saw a knight waiting in the hall, wearing a golden knight armor, about thirty years old, with a magnificent look and a wide eyebrow.After seeing Du Dean, the man continued: "In Lower Alva, I have met Master Du Dean."

Du Dean nodded slightly and said, "Waiting for a long time, please sit down."

"No more, I'm here to send the letter. This is your letter." Alva handed out a paper book respectfully.

Du Dian took a look and nodded, "No problem, I'll go with you."

Alva rejoiced: "OK."

Du Dean told Kruen to prepare the horses, just ready to go out. In the distance, a team of horses came up against the snow and turned to dismount. The head was Redmaine. He stretched out his hands and held his chest, saluted Du Dean, and nodded slightly to Alva. Then said to Du Dean: "Master, the patriarch of the Mel family, Mr. Mel George has admitted that he maliciously sent someone to assassinate you. At present, he has been arrested, detained in the military department, and sentenced to life imprisonment!"

Du Dian's eyes flashed slightly and said, "What is the reason for assassination?"

Redmaine hesitated and said: "According to the investigation of the Tribunal, it should be commercial competition. If you die, the New World Consortium cannot rely on you and can no longer suppress their Mellon Consortium, so..."

Du Dean nodded, "Got it, work hard."

"Yes, it's snowing outside. Master, are you going?" Redmaine looked at Alva with a guess in his mind.

Alvar replied for Du Dean, laughing: "The master is going to receive the knightly medal."

Redmaine came across and looked at Du Dean admiringly: "The master is not only in the field of magic, but also the knight style, I really admire it!"

Du Dian said a few words of greeting, and then said goodbye to him, and he rode away with Alva, covered with rain, and came to the knight palace after more than an hour of riding.

"Master, please." Alva led the way.

Du Dean followed.

The knight palace is as solemn, magnificent, and majestic as ever. It is like a huge square, the dome is high, and the walls are covered with wall lamps and crystal stones. It is extremely luxurious and simple. sacred.

"Here is the banned station." Alva led Du Dean to a hall.

In the middle of the hall, there is a huge circle. There are a circle of seats outside the round table. At the moment, there are twelve figures sitting around, all wearing knight armor, wearing a knight medal, and a higher layer of seats behind these twelve figures. On the top, there were three figures sitting, two gold knights, one in the middle, but an old man wearing bright golden armor, with a very thick white beard.

"The recipient, Du Di'an, please go to the knighthood to seal the stage." The old man with a white beard said, his voice was majestic and spread throughout the hall.

Du Dean led his order and came to the middle of the round platform along the narrow aisle.

The old man with a white beard gave Du Dean a deep look and said in a deep voice, "I will wait for the oath!"

"I will wait for the oath!"

The twelve knights around shouted in unison.

"Humility, integrity..." The old man with a white beard recited aloud, and every time he said something, the twelve knights around him followed it, and the mighty knight's rules echoed in the hall, stirring the wall echoing clank.

After a while, the old man with a white beard finished reading. He pulled out his saber, stood up from the seat, stepped down the steps, walked in front of Du Dean, and said to Du Dean: "Are you willing to accept the mission of the knight?"

Du Dean knelt on one knee according to the form and bowed his head, said: "I am willing to accept!"

The old man with a white beard pressed his sword face to his kneeling shoulder and said, "Swear!"

Du Dean took a deep breath, with a solemn expression, and sonorously swore: "I, Du Dean swore, I will follow the rules of knighthood in my life-humility, integrity, mercy, bravery, justice, sacrifice, glory, soul!"

"Knight's rule is my rule!"

"I swear, I will treat the weak!"

(Slave them.)

"I swear, I will bravely fight against the viciousness."

"I swear to fight against all mistakes!"

(Reflection.)

"I swear I will fight for the defenseless!"

(use.)

"I swear to help anyone who asks me for help!"

(valuable)

"I swear not to hurt any woman!"

(Don't mess with me)

"I swear to help my brother knight!"

(buy)

"I swear and treat my friends sincerely!"

(surface)

"I swear, I will never die of what I love!"

(...)

Throwing an oath to reverberate in the hall, a moment later, the oath was over, and the old man with a white beard withdrew his long sword and extended his hand.

Du Dean stood up with his hand. This is not help, but a symbol of heritage.

At this time, the two golden knights in the back were holding a brand new set of golden knight armor and a golden knight saber, and handed them to Du Dean.After Du Di'an received it, the old man with a white beard took out a knight's medal from his hand. This medal was not a gold knight's medal, but a bright gold with crystal diamonds embedded on the edge.

The crystal knight is the highest glory of the knight, symbolizing impeccable, pure!

"From today on, you are the golden knight of our knight palace!" The old man with white beard looked at Du Dean seriously, and said: "But in view of your excellent performance, we specially give you the crystal knight medal, and you have most of the crystal knight. Permissions and treatments, waiting for you to become a Crystal Knight one day, we will replace your armor, do you understand?"

Du Dean nodded, "Understood."

The old man with a white beard nodded and handed the medal to Du Dean.

On October 1, 2008, the giant wall of Sylvia, Du Dean was awarded the knight palace, and he was appointed the golden knight identity, and the crystal knight medal, became the youngest golden knight in the knight palace!