Lyanna didn't lie. Apart from practicing martial arts, she was most interested in reading books. People can accept women from the bottom to join the army and fight, but generally do not accept women to go to school. Even noble women often only receive the most basic literacy and writing courses - in order to better serve etiquette courses.
Fortunately, Lyanna 's parents have reached a consensus on her reading. They all believe that it is better for this young lady to read more books and write more characters than to learn more swordsmanship, which can at least keep her quiet for a long time.
In Lancelor Castle, there is a huge study (or library by scale) that houses a wide variety of books from around the world, classified by type and language. These books belong to Father Gerald's collection and are not open to outsiders. The administrator of Lancelor's study was a middle-aged man with a shiny head in the middle and sparse hair around him. He always wore a scholar's robe that remained unchanged throughout the year. Both his father and mother called him Scholar Jord.
Lyanna would ostensibly call him Jord. Teacher, and secretly call him Bald Jord. when chatting and laughing with servants in private. Jord.'s head was like a huge bird's egg in a bird's nest, but it contained a wealth of knowledge. Some of this knowledge has also entered Lyanna 's brain.
"If Nicholas were as healthy as you, I don't know how good it would be," sighed the father.
"My younger brother is still young, and he will definitely become a knight like you in the future!" Lyanna imitated the tone of an adult to comfort her. She saw the sadness in her father's eyes, and then thought of her brother's emaciated figure and natural asthma, which made her feel sad.
A haze swept over my father's face, but it passed quickly. "Look, what's that over there?" He suddenly lowered his voice. She turned her head and saw a little rabbit running next to them at some point, eating grass leisurely.
"Who catches it first, even if they win today, how about it?"
"Okay, that's what you said, I'm sure to win!" She grinned, and she didn't want to think about those boring things anymore. What is more interesting than catching a hare at such a time? She bent down and approached the rabbit quietly step by step. But I didn't expect the hare to be very alert, and immediately jumped into the forest when it heard the noise. She hurried after her, with her father following her closely. The figures of father and daughter disappeared one after another in the woods, and their laughter echoed in the air.
The morning passed quickly, and by the time they returned to the castle it was already noon. "If you hadn't relented and let the rabbit go, we would have had a delicious stew of rabbit meat for lunch today!" Father gently patted the dust on her body and smiled, "I haven't eaten rabbit meat for a long time."
"You said who would catch it first, but you didn't say who would eat it. Besides, we have so much food, why should we kill it?" From childhood to adulthood, she has never harmed any small animals, and of course this time she won't.
"Hahaha, that's good." My father laughed with relief. "My daughter is young but kind-hearted. She must be the blessing of Cupid to my family."
"Of course, you forgot who I am?" she said proudly. "I am the daughter of Gerald Lancelor!"
"Hurry back, daughter of Lancelor," my father smiled, pointing to her dirty old clothes. "Go and wipe the mud off your face, remember to take a shower directly, and then change your clothes. I don't want your mother to see you like this at lunchtime. She will definitely treat you like some dirty guy in the kitchen."
"I know, I'll be very careful not to be noticed." She spat out her tongue. Although compared to other girls, her thoughts are more mature. However, after all, there is still a little girl's mentality. Knowing that she wants to play in the forest, she went to the kitchen and borrowed this coarse cloth clothing from the cook's daughter. She was willing not to spoil her beautiful silk dresses.
While speaking, I heard a noisy voice coming from the direction of the castle. The voice was very chaotic and loud, as if something had happened.
"Father was stunned, his expression became serious, and he turned his head and said, 'Liana, go back through the side door first, and I'll see what's wrong there.'" Then he quickly ran into the castle. ".
Lyanna nodded and agreed, seeing her father's back receding, she carefully slipped to the side door and dodged into the castle. She followed her father's instructions and was careful all the way, fearing being discovered. She stayed quietly down the hallway to the second floor, but didn't see any servants during that time. She wondered, "At this moment, the people in the castle should be busy preparing lunch, which should be very lively. Why hasn't anyone been seen?"?
"What are you doing? Let them go!"
Suddenly, from the courtyard came the voice of her father shouting. She quickly leaned over to the window and looked out. The normally empty courtyard was now filled with people she didn't know. The men wore uniform red cloaks, lock armor dyed red, and a lock helmet on their heads. Outside the armor, they wore a silver white robe with a background color. The border of the war robe is outlined with gold threads, and the center is painted with the insignia of the mistletoe sword representing the religious order. She had seen it on her father's armor, a symbol of the Order of Love.
The servants, gardeners, and cooks in the castle, totaling about thirty people, were taken to the courtyard at this time, with their hands shackled and a group of soldiers holding swords watching. In the middle are her mother, Jenny Lancelor, and her younger brother, Nicola. " Nicola 's face expressed fear, and he was obviously quite frightened. He was weeping and shrinking beside his mother, trembling all over.".
"Gerald!" The mother tried to struggle to get up, but was immediately pushed down by the soldiers beside her.
Lyanna was very surprised. She couldn't figure out how these soldiers, who should have obeyed their father, could have arrested their mother and brother?
"Welcome home, Paladin. I'm about to send someone to pick you up, um... where is your daughter?" The speaker wore a sword around his waist, which was more delicate than the iron guard on his hand and the armor on his body. He also wore the silver white combat robe of the Order outside the armor, but the difference was that there was a burning flame around the outer ring of his insignia.
"Who are you? What are you doing in my house? Don't let people go quickly!" Father shouted.
"Your eldest daughter, Lyanna Lancelor, where is she now, Lord Gerald?" asked a man who appeared to be in his thirties calmly. His voice was flat, he could not hear any mood swings, and he completely ignored Gerald's words.
"Who the fuck are you?" Lyanna clenched her hands. She seldom heard her father swear, and knew that he must be extremely angry at this moment.