I was beheaded in the Middle Ages for 20 years

Without asking Wade if he was willing to sell, he directly asked him to make a price.

This is no different from robbing.

But Wade really can't afford to offend Miss Chrissy.

Chrissy was the youngest daughter of the Marquis de Boggs. She was not yet betrothed at the age of sixteen. With her good looks and noble status, there was a long line of Parisian aristocratic men pursuing her.

Not to mention that Chrissy was extremely favored, otherwise she wouldn't have been married off at the age of sixteen. What else could Marquis Boggs say about letting his good daughter marry a man she likes.

To put it bluntly, his family has had many daughters, and they have contacted everyone they can, including Chris.

Wade was sweating on his forehead, and it was more uncomfortable than playing three consecutive matches.

If they reject this deal, the men pursuing Miss Chris will be happy.

They will definitely try their best to seize this sword from their hands, and then give it to Miss Chris in a flattering manner to gain her favor.

But if you accept this deal
He felt uncomfortable inside.

A second ago, he said he wanted to treat this sword as a family heirloom.

How could a good family heirloom be gone just as soon as it was gone?

The servant didn't give Wade much face.

"Is the price hard to think about? Don't worry, Miss Chris will not bargain with you."

"No no"

Wade held the scabbard with his right hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his left hand.

At this moment, another servant appeared and saved Wade.

Wade knew the visitor, and he was extremely familiar with him.

He is a family servant of his noble lord.

"Knight Wade, Madam asked you to show her the sword."

"well.!"

Wade quickly showed an honest and apologetic smile and left in a hurry.

"Eh."

Servant Chris wanted to stop him, but was stopped.

"Miss Chris, if you have any questions, you can talk to Madam."

"Damn it!"

Wade took his sword and quickly returned to his lord and noble Lady Harold.

Mrs. Harold saw that Wade didn't look so good and couldn't help but joke.

"When I saw you being blocked by Chrissy's servant, I knew what happened."

"Thank you very much, madam, otherwise my sword would be..."

"Just what?" Mrs. Harold interrupted directly and stretched out her hand: "Show me the sword."

"what?"

"What are you doing standing still? Give it to me."

"oh oh."

Mrs. Harold took the two-handed sword and pulled it out gently, with some difficulty.

Seeing the damage to the blade and body of the sword, I couldn't help but click my tongue and shake my head.

“After so many fierce battles, it’s great to be able to remain like this.”

Wade couldn't help but test: "Madam, what about this sword?"

"Of course I will keep it for you, Wade." Mrs. Harold raised her eyebrows, "Do you really think you can keep this sword? Not to mention other people, just Chris wants to get this sword from you. With a sword, there are ten thousand ways."

Wade was a little surprised: "Isn't Lord Harold worried that Marquis Boggs will ask for it from him?"

Boggs was well-known as a doting daughter in France, not to mention that this sword was still in the hands of a count, so there was no need for it.

Mrs. Harold looked unhappy: "If he wants it again, will he still be able to snatch it away? You should go back first and put this sword at home first. I will keep it for you. Otherwise, it will be even more difficult to protect it in your hands."

"makes sense."

After Wade left, his mind came to his senses as he walked.

Oh, that's not right.

Was his sword taken away by his wife?

Oh my God, I might as well just sell it to Miss Chrissy!

You can still make a fortune.

Now that the sword is in Mrs. Harold's hands, he can't find a reason to get it back.

Mrs. Harold, who was in the stands, gently touched the hilt of the sword with a look of obsession on her face.

"Is this the sword that Knight Raya touched? It seems to have his temperature on it. This temperature really makes you feel safe."

Just when she was immersed in her own world, the servant interrupted her with a slight cough.

"Madam, Miss Chris calls you over."

Mrs. Harold frowned, hummed slightly, and handed the sword into the servant's hand.

"Now take it home and put it away. No one is allowed to hand it over if you ask for it on the way. Do you understand?"

"No problem, my lady."

Isle of Lewis Royal Palace.

Philip VI was not in the main hall, but in the library.

John walked toward the library.

Compared to the bustling atmosphere at his home, the palace seemed unusually deserted.

John is a knightly man who will do what he says. Since he agreed to spread Xu Siling's title of perfect knight to the entire kingdom, he must fulfill his promise.

Although he was the crown prince, he was at odds with his father's political views and could not ask the Paris magistrate to do these things, so he had to look for his father.

As soon as he entered the library, John saw Philip VI sitting in the library as if nothing had changed.

You Qi knew that he would come to find her, and her expression showed no surprise at all.

Philip VI had thick hair and beard, which were carefully taken care of. His hair was combed into a neat hairstyle and his beard was neatly trimmed. His appearance showed the majesty and maturity of his king.

His expression was calm, his dark green eyes raised slightly, and he looked at John, his tone laced with resentment.

"You are just like a stupid pig."

John was about to speak when he was suddenly startled.

"Father, I haven't said anything yet."

"No, no, no, I should say you are just a stupid pig."

"I, I." John thought about what he had done. He had been very peaceful recently and did not go out to drink or fight. "What did I do?"

"This shows that you are a stupid pig! I still don't understand what stupid decision you made."

"Huh? What decision did I make? To admit that Xu is a perfect knight?"

"Of course not." The more Philip VI looked at his son, the more stupid he felt: "What did I tell you that night? Knight Raya is a very special being. I asked you to get along well with him. If he is willing Standing by your side and supporting you in the future will help you a lot.”

"Then I did. Xu and I get along very well. I like him very much."

"Then why is your reward for this tournament simply to help Knight Raya spread his good name?"

John was stunned for a moment, then asked: "You know?"

"Of course I know. I knew it when you were going to interrupt today's tea party of female nobles and hold a knight's tournament. I went to see it during the period, but you didn't know it."

Of course Philip VI didn't say that he went to John's mansion today with the purpose of introducing Blanche to his silly son.

With John's temperament and Garblanche's special status, how could the two of them have a chance to get to know each other without him taking the lead.

But he didn't expect that as soon as he arrived at John's mansion, he saw a knight's tournament going on at the mansion, which really made him very angry.

Although he was angry, he also cared about Xu Siling's personal strength.

The information obtained and the battle report of the Battle of Tamubao all exaggerated Xu Siling's personal strength.

Philip VI did not particularly believe in these information and battle reports. It should be said that he believed half of them.

But even if he believed half of it, Xu Siling was still very strong.

Rather than hearing it, see it with your own eyes.

So I hid in the corner of the duel field and watched the entire knight competition.

When he saw Xu Siling win in the final one-on-five, he was shocked inside.

This strength that transcends the scope of ordinary people is like a god descending to earth, like God wearing a human skin.

After fighting a whole knight's tournament, he didn't have any injuries on his body.

After watching Xu Siling's performance in the duel, Philip VI realized that the information and battle reports he had obtained deliberately described Xu Siling in a low light. Philip VI had already decided in his heart that such a person must be used by himself.

Even if it is not in his own hands, it must be in the hands of the royal family, such as his stupid son John.

Unexpectedly, after hearing that the knight's tournament was over and John only promised to let Xu Siling's reputation be promoted to the kingdom, he became furious and left angrily.

Not long after he returned to the palace, John came looking for him.

John spread his hands: "Then I didn't do anything wrong."

"You didn't do anything. You didn't do anything. You are the stupidest one!"

Philip VI finally decided to speak out what was in his heart. He saw that if he didn't speak clearly to his stupid son, John would never understand.

"Why not consecrate Xu as a baron at the end of the knight's competition?"

"Canonize Xu as a baron?" John was stunned.

The king basically does not confer barons, only baronets.

On the contrary, the title of baron was mostly conferred by dukes and counts to their own knights.

Nobles who are granted the title of baron must, at the very least, obtain the value of territorial resources that can support more than five knights.

Therefore, many high-ranking nobles are not willing to confer their knights as barons.

In France right now, many high-ranking nobles are not living particularly well.

"Yes, why don't you do that?"

"But Xu is already Raya's knight."

"It's because Xu Siling is Raya's knight. If you want Raya's knight to become your power, you have to do this."

"But Xu will not agree. He is a man with the faith of knights. He will be loyal to Raya, I can see it."

Philip VI felt his temples bulging, as if they were going to explode.

"That's why I'm scolding you. Why don't you reward him with a baron at the end of the martial arts tournament and canonize him? This kind of nature will follow the trend and won't make people think that you want to take Xu away. Do you understand?"

"There is so much territory in Normandy. If you just give Knight Raya a castle, isn't it enough to impress him?"

"Knight Raya is also a man. With such great strength, he must have desires."

"Nothing but women, power, status, and identity!"

"You have to know where your advantages lie. Your advantages are incomparable to Raya's."

"What you can give to the knight Raya, Raya may not be able to give!"

"You can give Knight Raya a castle, can Raya give it to her? How big is her viscounty territory? What can she give it to her?"

Faced with Philip VI's teachings, John blushed.

He can't do this kind of thing very well.

Perhaps as his father said, it was a good thing to make Xu a baron of his own territory.

Regardless of whether Xu is willing to settle in Normandy or not, at least the income from the territory where he is canonized as a baron will belong to Xu.

Even if Xu doesn't want to go to Normandy to take care of that territory, he can still arrange for someone to help take care of it.

As long as Xu is canonized by him, Xu will definitely accept his favor.

From then on, the two developed a deep interest relationship, which was still one-sided.

With Xu's character, he will definitely find opportunities to repay him in the future.

It would be better if Xu is willing to move to Normandy or take care of the Normandy fief personally.

This can at least cut off the connection between Xu and Raya, and then slowly dig Xu to his side and become his person.

It has to be said that Philip VI was terrible at employing people in war and handling national affairs.

But he is very good at playing tricks with nobles.

This was something John couldn't match, or even learn.

As long as you can learn it well, you won't be a bad person.

Philip VI cursed a lot, but when he saw that John did not refute, which was rare, he thought that John had heard it, so he couldn't help but feel relieved.

"Well, it's too late to say this. If you go back now and change the reward, you want to canonize Xu Siling as a baron. He won't be happy. The nature has changed. Especially when other nobles know about it, they will realize that your purpose is not pure. "

John sighed, he had no purpose.

He is a simple knight.

Yearning for the knight tournament, yearning for the spirit of chivalry, yearning for the strength of a perfect knight like Xu Siling.

"Actually, there are no other ways to deepen our relationship with Xu."

Philip VI raised his eyebrows curiously: "Tell me something."

"You can make Xu the swordsmanship teacher in my mansion."

Before John could finish speaking, Philip VI touched his beard and nodded in approval.

"Yes, it is a good idea to make Xu become Charlie's teacher. You are not too stupid."

"Huh? Father, no."

"Nothing."

"I mean, let Xu be my swordsmanship teacher, not Charlie's."

The bookstore immediately fell into a strange silence.

Philip VI's hand stroking his beard froze.

The father and son's dark green eyes looked at each other.

Seeing that John looked serious, he didn't mean to joke.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the bookstore changed drastically.

Philip VI picked up the things around him and threw them at John's body.

"You stupid pig, get out of here, get out of here!"

John ducked and became angry.

"Get out! I am a pig, and you gave birth to me! I am stupid because you are even stupider!"

"Stinky guy!"

Philip VI was so angry that he jumped up from his chair and went to the wall to draw his sword. John was so frightened that he ran away.

Seeing John running away, Philip VI took back his sword. After this quarrel, he suddenly became angry. He patted his chest, held on to the desk, and coughed violently.

Sitting back in the chair, I was still coughing, which was difficult to relieve.

He looked at the slightly opened door of the bookstore and vaguely saw the back of his son John running away.

Dark green eyes, slightly gray.

He really felt that his time was short and his body was getting worse day by day.

At the time of his birth, Philip VI was the one who had the right to inherit, but was also the least likely to inherit the throne.

No one cares about him, his growth, or his life.

No one believed that he would eventually become King of France.

When he first became king, Philip VI was as young as John, ambitious and ambitious, thinking about developing the Kingdom of France.

His purpose was the same as that of his predecessor, to recover all territories that originally belonged to France.

But the more he wears this crown, the more exhausted he feels physically and mentally, and he often feels that he is not up to his ability.

Especially after the defeat at Crecy.

France began to be turbulent, and coupled with the raging Black Death, the situation in France could be said to be getting worse and worse.

What was before Philip VI?
The disastrous defeat at the Battle of Crecy, the refusal of the Estates-General to spend money to support his war, the alienation of the nobles, and the outbreak of the Black Death.

And the body is getting worse day by day.

It can be said that Philip VI no longer looked to the future at this time.

The outlook is also motionless.

The only thing he can do now is to work hard to stabilize the royal power and stabilize his position.

Let the throne be handed over to John smoothly.

But looking at the slightly opened door, John's back disappeared.

His dark green eyes grew darker as he muttered to himself.

"Silly boy."

"The nobles will not hit you with anything in the future."

"I won't give you a chance to escape." (End of chapter)