Gavin Wilder, the coach of the Windsburg, was a middle-aged man in his thirties with fluffy brown hair, wearing boiled leather armor and thick breeches. When he found him in the fragrance, the man was standing on the edge of the stable and talking to three fully armed knights.

But when Lan Li came over with her two friends and her personal servants, they stopped the conversation appropriately.

"Good noon, Sir Gavin." Lan Li spoke first. I don't know if he had an illusion. He felt that the other party's blue eyes looked at him and his party a little alert. The three knights also nodded and turned and left.

Berry and Elling also greeted the coach, and the other party answered politely and asked about their purpose.

So the thin bamboo pole couldn't wait to open its mouth.

"We want to ask you about the Knight's Way!"

Before this sentence was responded, Fatton Elling rushed to shout: "There are also heraldic emblems. Master Kleisen never told us that you are divided into four petal emblems like this!"

In fact, the old bachelor taught these things, but he had never been to listen to them. This guy started to learn with Renli for a while, and then lied that he had a headache and stopped doing it.

Lan Li didn't say anything because everything he wanted to say had been said. So he simply said nothing and looked up at the heraldic sign embroidered on the chest of Wild coach.

Although he was a retainer of the Baratheon family, unlike his servants, Gavin Wild was a noble family, so he was able to retain the Wild family and his own private heralds - four large blue-green vortexes on the golden background.

"Knight? Emblem?" The middle-aged coach rubbed his cheeks and said vaguely: "The rule is that you were allowed to contact the preliminary knight training after you were seven years old, so boys, where to go, it's not the time yet. As for Emblem? Seventh-level Hell, this is the first time I heard someone come to ask me about this thing!"

His voice was a little impatient, and after he finished speaking, he seemed to want to turn his head and leave, so Renli asked appropriately: "Why is it you?"

"What?" The coach stopped and looked down at him.

Although they are all children, it is obvious that he cannot turn a blind eye to Renli's problem like he ignores the other two.

"Master Klisen said that the instructor in the castle who is responsible for training knights usually serves as experienced old knights." Lan Li said with a blink of an eye. The expression on her little face fully demonstrated the meaning of the word Tong Yanwuji in memory, "But you look very young."

"That's because I defeated the three experienced old knights you mentioned with my own hands!" The middle-aged coach answered proudly.

"Sir Tedos Sven of Stone Helmet City, Morton Karen of Night Song City, and Sidek Storm, the illegitimate son of Copper Gate City. They are of great skill, but my swordsman is better than them!"

"I know the illegitimate son Sedek." Shao Zhugan was surprised when he heard this: "He once fought three Dorn robbers alone on the frontier and killed them. Can you defeat him?"

"He's a tough guy, but yes, I beat him." The coach waved his hand, looking dissatisfied.

"How did you defeat him? I've seen him. At a martial arts competition in Censhutan, he was..."

Lan Li had ignored their conversation because he had a close contact with the middle-aged coach, and the already rich and unique fragrance became a little suffocating, especially when the man opened and closed his mouth and spoke.

This naturally aggravated his intention to find out the truth. However, he had been studying this for a long time in the past, but he still had no idea. So now he directly focused all his thoughts on his newly acquired abilities - the look of his head tilting his head and staring at the other person's mind seemed to be listening attentively.

At first, there was no special situation in his gaze, but when four or five seconds passed, the surrounding environment suddenly became a little illusory and hazy, and even the conversation seemed much weaker. It seemed that a special passage was built between the heraldry and the Lanli.

As this "channel" was formed, the originally static vortex pattern gradually changed. As the four vortexes seemed to be alive, they quickly drilled towards the separation point at the center of the heraldry, mixing and stirring the blue-green color, and finally all the dye colors that formed the vortex disappeared, leaving only a blank golden heraldry bottom.

The conversation continued, and Berry Dondellen, who was determined to become a knight, was very interested in the middle-aged coach who was responsible for teaching martial arts in the castle, and questions continued.

The fat man Elin on the side was not willing to be outdone, but he was not as old as Berry, and he might not pay much attention to the Cavaliers in the past, so he naturally couldn't ask some questions that seemed very profound to him, so he simply interrupted frequently on the topic of heraldry.

"Why is it a vortex?"

"Maybe the gods in heaven will know why, you have to understand, boy, the Wild family was an ancient family before Aegon conquered."

"Then why are there four vortexes?"

"Because I'm the fourth in the family."

“How did it run onto the clothes?”

"This... is just like that with needles and threads? Or wood machines. Boy, stop asking me questions like this. Do I look like a bachelor's degree?"

"Will that probably be drawn?"

"Draw it? How is this possible!?"

"I heard that the Donen people are very good at drawing things on clothes."

"The Donen's are good at fucking sheep." The instructor sneered, then waved his hand.

"Okay, kids, that's it. You should understand that I'm not an idle person."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked away, leaving behind two little guys who were surprised by his words, and a thoughtful black-haired boy.

"Don't actually fuck a sheep?" Fat Dun stared at the middle-aged coach's back with wide eyes, and the expression on his face seemed to have discovered something new.

Although he is still young, people in this world generally have precocious puberty. Even if they don’t fully understand some things, they can still understand a little.

"Why do they do that?"

"Why don't there be so many? The Dornese can do everything and do everything." Don Dellian, who is a neighbor of Dorn, has a more say in this regard. When he talks about Dorn, he looks angry and contempt.

Among the seven kingdoms (formerly known in ancient times), Stormland and the Dornish leader have always had a feudal relationship, and some nobles on the border of Stormland were even more powerful with Dorn.

In recent years, the two sides have eased, but in the past, especially when the seven countries were not unified and the six countries were still there, countless tragedies occurred in the border areas.

It is not difficult to imagine how they would slander each other on the other side.

"Donn is so hot, may there be sheep?" Lan Li, who came to his senses, kindly reminded the friends.

He couldn't help but yawn while talking, and even his voice seemed a little vague, but it didn't prevent the two children from understanding what he was saying.

"Yes, Dorn is a desert, it doesn't grow grass at all. What do sheep eat?" Fat Dun recalled the taste and looked at Berry with a suspicious look, as if questioning his just now that he didn't understand.

"This...who cares about this boring problem?" Shou Zhugan blushed a little. He actually didn't think about it carefully. When he heard the Donners, he subconsciously started pouring dirty water on them.

"And there are so many sheep, and it's so hot that it's so hot when you stand on the sand." Fatty Dun is entangled with this problem.

"Maybe they will complain about their Dorn Master before they die. Why do you raise me? Don't you know I don't eat sand? Did you intentionally-"

"Can you shut up!"

"I deliberately kept me in the sand, so it's so convenient to frame me?"

...

Children just talk a lot.

While listening to their arguments, Renli took the lead in walking towards the tower.

The coach left, so he naturally couldn't continue to observe. Perhaps because he activated this ability several times in a short period of time, he felt a little sleepy now.

However, although his attention could not help but dissipate and his body instinctively wanted to lie down and rest for a while, he still tried hard to regain his energy to think about the phenomena or signs he had just seen.

Four disappearing vortexes?

Disappear, or get out...

What does this mean?

Along the way, Lan Li kept thinking, and her little face wrinkled.

Although he failed to achieve the goal he hoped to achieve, he was not disappointed with it - because there were no clues in many previous contacts, and he was able to treat this matter normally.

However, it's not really a gain...

Thinking about everything he saw before and considering the current situation in the castle, a trace of suspicion flashed in Lan Li's eyes.
Chapter completed!