The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

Chapter 23



The scene was a little awkward.

Cherchen met Helena at the banquet, but meeting her on this occasion and in this environment made him forget the most basic etiquette.

Helena looked at the half - grown child in front of her and didn\'t know what to say.

After a while, Helena resumed her noble lady\'s appearance. She said softly, "Hello, sir. Which noble family are you? I haven\'t seen you since I came out of Smolensk?"

At this time, Chechen finally regained consciousness. He stammered that he was a knight from the Spanish alvar family, named Chechen, a mercenary. Today, I just entered the city and accepted the employment of Lord fiordo to become an artillery. It was also Lord fiordo who invited him and his uncle to the party.

Because he was nervous, Chechen shivered for a long time before he finished talking.

No wonder Chechen is so nervous. Miss Helena\'s elegance and beauty of the noble lady is really easy to be captured by the God of man.

At the banquet, due to standing far away, Chechen didn\'t see Miss Helena\'s face, but noticed her gorgeous dress, but now he saw Miss Helena\'s beauty from such a close distance.

Miss Helena\'s black hair is like the feathers of a crow dove. Her eyebrows were black, but her eyes were as blue as the sea. Helena can be said to be a white beauty. Her skin is soft and transparent. Even the cyan blood on the swan\'s neck is clearly visible, and the light nose Yin on the upper lip makes her lips look sexy and charming.

While Cherchen was talking, Helena stood there listening quietly, just looking at each other with a smile. When Che Chen finished, she opened her mouth.

"May I call you the knight of aleval?" Helena said to Chechen.

Seeing that Chechen nodded, she continued, "well, Mr. aleval knight, although it\'s presumptuous, I still want to know if you heard any noise just now? Because when I came out of the bathroom, a dark shadow suddenly came out and went into the grass, which startled me."

In fact, just now, Chechen didn\'t see what the dark shadow was. Because it\'s too dark. He saw Helena use the words "channeling" and "drilling", so of course he outlined the appearance of an animal in her brain.

"I think it\'s probably a cat," Chechen said uncertainly.

"That must be. I remember that Duchess Anna brought a cat to the party today." Helena thought for a moment, and then suddenly realized.

"Then I don\'t worry. At first I thought it was a thief." Helena smiled reassuringly. She stepped forward and took Cherchen\'s hand. This intimate move really startled Cherchen.

"In order to repay you, my knight, let\'s go in and dance." after that, he pushed the door open without waiting for Chechen\'s consent.

Just then the song ended. Now, they became the focus of the banquet. Countless eyes shot straight at Helena and Chechen. Most of them look at Chechen. These eyes contain doubt, envy, jealousy and hatred.

But Helena didn\'t care. She quickly took Chechen\'s hand and walked to the center. People have given up their places.

So the music rang again. This is a tune of love.

The main idea of the lyrics is:

"Oh, knight, please believe it. It\'s useless to use iron armor and gold shield. It\'s Cupid\'s divine arrow, which can penetrate iron and gold and pierce everyone\'s heart. Since it\'s difficult to block sharp arrows and even gold shield, it can call the young girl to protect her delicate soul. Where can she hide?"

Fidel and others watched Chechen go out for a while and hook up with the daughter of the city Lord. They all began to tease Pedro. He said that he would soon become a prosperous uncle and nephew. Pedro took all the teasing and promised everyone a few bad checks from time to time.

But after all, everyone knows it\'s a joke. Not to mention Che Chen\'s half age, it\'s the difference between family families. Even if they really fall in love at first sight, it\'s completely impossible.

At the front door, Franco, who was responsible for the security of today\'s banquet, also watched the scene with great interest. Then Catherine, who was on a routine patrol, came up to him and said, "everything is normal, captain." he was also a lieutenant in Franco\'s mercenary regiment. But unlike most of the mercenaries, who were Spanish and German, Catherine was English and came from the other side of the sea.

Franco nodded at Catherine\'s words. Catherine is careful and meticulous. He can trust her.

"Go and change your clothes, and come in and dance. Change Aragon out," Franco said.

Catherine nodded.

And above the ballroom. Ann zumov, fiordo\'s future in laws, saw Helena dancing with a strange man and asked fiordo about it.

"Well, he\'s my new artillery recruit today. He\'s a Spaniard." fiordo had a good memory and immediately remembered it.

"Father, you don\'t have to worry. It\'s just a half-aged child." little anzumov also helped. For himself, little anzumov is very confident, especially compared with Chechen. He felt that they were the difference between heaven and earth. Even if he really had a competitor, he would not be such a child.

At the center of public opinion. It\'s really hard for Cherchen. His dancing skills were not good. He danced with Helena. He felt like a wood standing in the center of the hall, and Helena was the only one who was really dancing. He just wanted the song to end quickly.

Soon his wish came true.

But he didn\'t expect it to be in this way.

"What are you doing?"

The dance ended with a loud drink from fiordo.

It was Oleg, the adopted son of the Cossack captain, who was angrily denounced by the mayor of Fyodor. I went out just now. I just came back from outside. His boots were covered with mud, which left dirty footprints wherever he walked.

"Lord fiordo, Oleg, he just went to patrol the defense for me." Colonel tatarchuk stood up and explained for his adopted son.

"I\'m talking about why he soiled the ground. Damn it, he doesn\'t understand any etiquette? I shouldn\'t have invited barbarians like you to my party." who knows, Fyodor didn\'t give the head face, but was angry. Even the old head scolded him in.

From beginning to end, Oleg stood aside without saying a word, silent like a stone. Anyone with a clear eye can see that this is a volcano about to erupt.

But fiordo and most of the nobles present were not discerning people. They were ridiculed and ridiculed. Or they saw Oleg\'s anger, but a Cossack, who cares.

Someone cares, Cherchen cares. Because he understands the pain and mood of being ridiculed. Once he was redundant because of his brother\'s birth. But it was another brother who was better than himself in all aspects, so he was deprived of the right of inheritance, and no matter what he did, he would suffer the eyes of his father. Finally, he had to come to Eastern Europe with his uncle. His expression at that time was like Oleg.

"Mr. City Lord." Chechen shouted.

"Hmm?" fiordo was stunned. He looked left and right. It took him a long time to find the source of the sound.

"What are you trying to say? Mercenaries."

Obviously, fiordo is reminding Cherchen to pay attention to his identity.

"I think... I think... Chechen said loudly. But his voice was interrupted by Helena.

Helena snatched his words and said to her father:

"Dear father, Mr. Chechen wants to say that today is my birthday. You shouldn\'t be for..."

"Yes, yes. How could I disturb my daughter\'s birthday." fiordo changed into a loving father\'s face. Chechen even thought that the anger of the city Lord had dissipated.

But when he looked at Oleg, his face changed in an instant.

"Get out of here. Today is Helena\'s birthday. I\'ll spare you for the time being. Don\'t think it\'s over. Tomorrow, you\'ll look good tomorrow."

Tartar Chuk took Oleg out. They walked through the side door. The dance began again, but Chechen was not interested in dancing. He said goodbye to Helena and went back to Pedro\'s.

"Uncle, I want to go back and have a rest first," Chechen said to Pedro.

"Oh, good."

Chechen went to the door and Franco, standing in front of the door, smiled at him.

Smolensk outside the castle was a dark place.