Early in the morning, Edward, under Luna's careful ministrations, was dressed in a noble nobleman's military attire, looking exceptionally handsome and majestic.
He came to the door of the castle with a tiger's stride, followed by two beautiful maids of honor, and four valiant guards walking behind the maids of honor with serious expressions on their faces.
And to the coaches who had been waiting for a long time, that is to say, the coaches consisting of more than a hundred guards, Edward's body showed the demeanor of a king.
"Hey! Dude! The king is coming!" William the size who was discussing the salary increase with his companion glanced obliquely at Edward in the distance, and immediately slapped his companion who still wanted to talk, and did not forget to remind the guards who were talking around him.
No one seemed to hear William's voice, including Baron Smith, the head of the guard, who was the loudest.
Edward's arrival made the guards who had been laughing and discussing each and every one of them do their best to curb their expression, and His Excellency the Baron, who had reacted, turned into a serious and earnest guard.
"God bless you! My liege!" More than a hundred people half-kneeled neatly on the ground and shouted the blessing in unison.
"May the Lord bless you as well! My knights!" Edward nodded his head with a full smile on his face as well.
In fact there were less than twenty of the entire Squire's Order that belonged to true knights, and all of them were court knights, the kind that didn't have fiefs.
Edward's gentle and non-irritating smile eased the guards' tension, causing the guards, who had been self-conscious of their rudeness just moments ago, to pile a smile on their faces and rise cleanly to their feet.
"Mr. Knights! Are you confident about today?" Edward asked tentatively.
"That's for sure! My liege, I'll keep you amazed!" Edward saw that the normally talkative Knight Alexander made a noise.
Edward still had more respect for the knight who was so beloved by Henry VIII, especially when he heard that he, like Henry VIII, had a rather special relationship.
After all, he still had something of Henry VIII in his body, and having failed to do his duty during his lifetime, it was necessary for Edward to do his duty in death!
Looking at the handsome knight in front of him, and remembering that he had not yet married and had children, Edward's tone became softer and softer.
"Oh! Since Knight Alexander is so confident, I'll see what happens!"
Then Edward took a ride on the royal family's exclusive carriage. This carriage belonged to the skeleton type, the surface is inlaid with a lot of gold, there is a kind of very rustic feeling. This is Edward's view, and in Baron Smith's view, this is a symbol of the royal family's wealth, the royal family's power, he also has a sense of honor.
Under the watchful eyes of the maids of honor and the guards, four handsome white horses were at the command of their grooms, and the horses drew the magnificent carriage toward the meadow, and as to the question of it being only three miles or less, no one mentioned it.
The knights were mounted on their precious horses, and it was Baron Smith who attracted attention.
The scene was especially amusing when Baron Smith mounted his new horse, with his precious black horse, Iron Shield, beside him!
And we, Edward, sitting leisurely in our carriage, were unable to see the scene, leaving only the knights to entertain.
"I, my dear Lord Baron! Why are you riding and holding a horse?" Knight Alexander asked loudly, relying on their better relationship, with a derisive look on his face.
"Alexander! You do know that the Iron Shield is a gift from God, how can I forget it at such a glorious moment?" Baron Smith's tone was full of love for the Iron Shield, and he did not forget to stroke the horse's head of the Iron Shield with his hand.
During this parade, the knights could follow Edward's carriage and be honored by the children together.
"For someone like me who is blessed by God to come, you commoners won't understand!" With that, Baron Smith arrogantly left the knights who were staring at each other, and rode ahead of Edward.
The knights left behind were speechless, Alexander shrugged his shoulders and helplessly said "Mr. Knights let's go too!"
With that, Alexander rolled over and mounted his own horse, gently tapping the high horse at his crotch with his whip, and the horse stepped off smartly to follow Baron Smith.
The knights left behind also reacted by mounting their own horses and chasing after Edward.
At this point in the meadow, the guards who had been left behind walked to re-teach the group how to behave during His Majesty's parade.
"Gentlemen, wait until His Majesty the King's carriage passes your party. Be sure to half-kneel!" The dozens of knights who spoke, riding their large horses back and forth through the ranks, kept reading out the rules.
"And 'God bless you! Great Majesty Edward!' That's the word, hear?"
Jack listened intently to the knight's words, though he had memorized them last night.
"And all you have to do is follow the actions and words of those in front of you." These were the words of the guards as they came to the oldest group. After all, expecting a group of four to six year olds to be able to memorize these words was no less than a sow being able to climb a tree.
Looking at the group of turnip heads nodding their heads with a hmmmm, the guards could only choose to believe them.
So, when Edward's wagon came to the pasture, he saw all the big men in front, and all the men behind, standing very regularly, without fault!
Jack was standing right at the front, and the first time he saw Edward approaching the group, he immediately half-kneeled and cried out very loudly God bless you, great Sire Edward!
So, when Edward was an estimated half mile away from the crowd, all the children suddenly went down on their knees, shouting 'God bless you, great Sire Edward'!
The sound was like an ocean wave rushing to Edward, reminding him of raising the flag and singing the national anthem during school.
This caused Edward to be embarrassed and hurriedly urged the horseman to speed up and move forward.
And the word embarrassment was written all over the faces of Baron Smith and Knight Alexander and the others who followed behind the carriage. Inside, they didn't know how much they wanted to kill the urge to lead the shouting children.
Edward looked at the children kneeling in rows on the carriage, and a great sense of satisfaction welled up within him; after being reborn for so many years, he hadn't traveled through the world for nothing after all.
Especially when he saw the group of turnip-heads behind him with their hands in a frenzy, as well as the silly guy standing still, his inner feelings became even more profound, it was not easy to make it this far.
Soon there were bold children who looked up, like Jack, and saw Edward's face. The children remembered Edward's likeness fiercely in their hearts, and in the minds of almost all the children who knew anything about it was this is the man who saved me and to whom I owe allegiance!