vncnus Chapter 541 He
Chapter 541 He
Chapter 541 He
hunger.
This feeling has often accompanied him since he can remember.
He did many things to fill his stomach.
Work as a handyman, run errands, or play the clown.
Sometimes he would get a piece of moldy bread, sometimes a bowl of pea porridge, and once he even got a boiled egg.
Until one day, a martial arts tournament was held near his home.
Nobles from all over the kingdom, accompanied by their attendants and servants, rode tall horses into the arena near the castle.
Of course, there were also some more ordinary hired knights, some of whom didn't even have squires.
He would certainly not miss such an opportunity; as long as he could help, he would definitely be rewarded with a hearty meal.
A wild horse came to the stable, and the stable boy was kicked and injured, so a new stable boy needed to be recruited.
He went to apply for the job immediately.
Unexpectedly, he was hired.
The foreman handed him a basket of apples, and the aroma of the fruit immediately made his mouth water.
"Is this my payment?" he asked.
This only provoked the other person to burst into laughter, who then spat in his face: "You're not worthy! These are for feeding the horses of noble lords. Take good care of these horses; if there's any problem, I'll whip you!"
He was terrified and quickly went to feed the horse.
As he put the apples into the feed trough one by one, the urge to steal one constantly assaulted his brain.
But he dared not. If he were caught, he would have worked for nothing and wouldn't have dinner tonight.
He worked hard all day and received a piece of wheat bread and two roasted tomatoes.
He ate with great pleasure. Although the tomatoes were a bit mushy, the sweet and sour, piping hot juice was enough to move him to tears.
That night, he curled up and fell asleep outside the wooden wall of the arena where he was fighting.
The next morning, he went to the livestock shed immediately.
The overseers hadn't woken up yet, but he just waited there.
He didn't want to lose his job.
"It's you again," the foreman said.
"I already know how to work," he replied.
"Understood. You'll continue feeding the horses," the foreman said. "But if you make a mistake, I'll still give you a good beating."
He nodded in agreement.
He still relished the taste of the tomatoes from yesterday.
So much so that when he fed the horses apples, he never thought of stealing any more.
Although he was very eager to know what an apple tasted like.
Four more days passed just like that.
On the sixth day, the competition was nearing its end.
Today, all the finalists will be determined.
The tournament will end tomorrow when a new champion is crowned.
He wished that tomorrow would never come.
Just then, several boys about his age walked into the livestock shed.
They each led a horse and tied them into the pen.
Oh, the foreman must have hired two new stable boys!
They picked up the comb and groomed the horse, which breathed heavily with pleasure.
No wonder the foreman wanted to hire a new stable boy; he really couldn't do those kinds of jobs.
After the two stable boys finished, they came over and picked out the two reddest and biggest apples from the basket he was carrying.
Then, they started eating with gusto.
He was stunned.
No, they were stunned.
He watched the two of them eat, the pale yellow juice dripping from the corners of their mouths, the fruity aroma wafting into his nostrils.
He stared wide-eyed for a long time before finally saying, "You can't eat these apples!"
The two boys exchanged a glance: "What? Is it poisonous?"
"It's not poisonous, but—" he said, "we're stable boys, and stable boys don't deserve to eat apples!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than the two boys burst into laughter: "Stable boys are indeed unworthy, but we are not stable boys, we are squires! You know, a knight's squire, one day, we will be knighted."
Another said, "Waiters can eat not only apples, but also lobster, goose legs, and lamb chops. Do you know about the golden grapes of the Brenwa Peninsula? Their golden wine is absolutely delicious! And I can drink half and spill the other half!"
Seeing their smug expressions, he quickly said, "You're lying!"
"We didn't lie to you."
They put their arms around his shoulders and pointed to a huge tent ahead. "Right there, the Duke of Twin Rivers, Thomas, holds banquets every day. There are not only fine food, wine, and desserts, but also beautiful women. Boy, do you know what beautiful women are?"
He shook his head.
"There are exciting shows there every day, Aunt Fina's singing, Adèle's comedy, but my favorite is Ivy's dancing. You don't know, she's the illegitimate daughter of the Capello family, and that's the first time I've learned that the rumors about the Capello family are all true."
"What rumors?" he asked.
The two exchanged a smile: "Capello's offspring, all their fur is orange-yellow!"
The two then left.
He remained in the stable.
He was feeding the horse apples while staring intently at the tent.
He still had no intention of touching the apples in the basket, but he also found them rather bland.
Then, a large herd of horses poured into the shed, and he continued to take care of them.
That concludes today's martial arts competition.
A large group of people entered the tent.
then.
Even years later, he still couldn't understand what he was thinking back then.
But just as he was about to receive the dinner he had worked so hard for all day, he threw the bamboo basket on the ground.
The apple rolled in all directions.
He walked toward the tent.
Two soldiers, with iron swords at their waists, stood on either side of the tent flap.
They stopped him: "Who are you?"
I am a beggar, a pitiful wretch, an orphan.
But what he said was, "I am a servant."
This was the first time in his life he had lied.
The two soldiers stared at him for a while, then let him in.
Upon entering the tent, the colorful lights immediately dazzled him.
He saw bronze, iron, silver, and gold goblets clinking together.
He saw a wild boar's head, dripping with blood, being passed around between the giant hands.
He saw men with their arms around each other, singing songs he couldn't understand, while reaching their hands inside women's clothes.
He also saw food.
Goose legs, as thick as his arm, were piled high on a pristine white plate.
The dessert was softer than cotton and adorned with fruits he had never seen before.
The golden wine shines with a golden light that is even more golden than gold itself; it must have come from the Blois peninsula!
He picked up a goose leg, stuffed it into his mouth, and began to tear it apart.
He grabbed the dessert and swallowed it in one gulp.
He picked up his wine glass, drank half of it, and poured the other half out.
But when he turned around, he saw a naked woman standing on the large table where the men were.
His eyes welled up with tears.
The two servants did not lie to him.
Capello's breed, all of its fur is indeed orange-yellow!
Since.
Christopher Gamma remembered two things.
Capello's bloodline has orange-yellow fur.
Deception is better than hard work.