Chapter 300 Bane the Pig Slayer
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On the way back, Edward rode a horse, and this half-father John Perrot, the young and handso illegitimate son, had a pleasant exchange while walking on the way back.
As for the big stupid bear, with a rope tied to its abdon, it walked on four legs and followed step by step. While looking at Edward with a salivating expression, his saliva drooled all the way, irrigating the trees with a lot of water. It is expected that within a few months, the trees will grow more vigorously.
Edward was riding alongside John Perrott on horseback. On the left was his bodyguard, and on the right was John's bodyguard. The eyes between the two were wide-eyed and vigilant.
Edward and his illegitimate son John didn't care, they were still chatting happily.
"Edward, why do you think of hunting at this ti? Hunting is forbidden in spring!"
John glanced curiously at the distinctive horn bow in Edward's hand, compared it with the longbow in his own hand, his face was full of curiosity, but still reserved, and asked softly about hunting.
"Well, I'm just bored, and I'm not going to beat those pregnant animals. It's just that my hands are itchy, and I'm just trying my hand at it!"
Of course Edward knew the default rule of not being able to hunt in spring, but as the owner of this forest, it was not a matter of when to hunt.
Edward did not pay attention to why John could go hunting in his territory. There is still a tacit understanding among the nobles. It is very common for nobles to hunt as long as they are not excessive.
But if it is a civilian, it is completely different.
After answering the question, Edward also started to ask questions.
"Mr. Perrot, it seems that you often hunt here! You must be familiar with this place, so can you show the way later, I am dizzy about this place!"
Edward is actually curious about this illegitimate son. You know, before, he lived with his stepfather in Pembrokeshire, Wales. How did he suddenly end up in Kent, which is adjacent to London and east of London? coastal counties.
"I just moved here recently, and I'm new to this forest. I'm afraid there's nothing I can do!"
As he spoke, John made a helpless expression.
"Then, you must be proficient in bows and arrows! This is much better than !"
After getting the answer he wanted, Edward flattered him a little.
John blinked his eyelids when he heard such a question, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, showing that his heart was happy at this ti.
And in him, he didn't have the perverse and arrogant temper of the noble children, but he appeared very humble.
He waved his hand and said indifferently:
"As for bow and arrow, I'm only a little proficient, and it's far from being fully proficient. Compared with you, I have only practiced for a few more years!"
Edward smiled inwardly when he heard the words, your modesty is obviously not modest, it really left speechless.
He could only echo a few words softly and continue chatting.
Looking for the way to co, Edward took John Perrot for nearly half an hour, walking slowly all the way. When he looked up, the sun had already climbed very high, and the ti was about to reach noon.
Seeing this, Edward had no choice but to urge the horse under his crotch to speed up with the whole team.
After walking for less than ten minutes, they soon ca to the original starting point.
And in this open space, guards ca out of the forest one after another, each carrying the corpses of animals, large and small, and placed them on the open space, showing off to other passing guards.
"Look, this is a big wild boar. It must weigh five hundred pounds. This is a big guy. I have lost a lot of strength!"
"Let tell you, I must be the champion, that's for sure!"
Before Edward walked out of the forest, such a voice ca to his ears. When he walked out, he saw a man with a beard covered in mud and leaves. His clothes were torn into several pieces, and he looked like a beggar. , the original age of 20 years old suddenly beca 40 years old.
There was a wild boar lying in front of it, its eyes were wide open, three sharp arrows were stuck in its neck, and blood was continuously flowing from the wound. It looked like it was already dead and could not die anymore.
The wild boar's long tusks, sharp and dense hair, and its huge size all showed everyone how powerful it was during its lifeti.
And this guard, who can catch objects that brown bears dare not provoke, does have great courage and wisdom, and is a man who can be made.
Others stopped in front of him after hearing what he said, and kept admiring the wild boar on the ground, but they could only take a silent attitude towards his bragging.
Suddenly, his chin almost went up to the sky.
"Indeed, you are indeed the champion!"
walked out of the forest quietly, no one had noticed the arrival of His Majesty the King, but as soon as his voice ca out, it imdiately attracted everyone's attention.
Whether they were watching the excitent or playing with their prey, they all bowed their heads and said respectfully: "Your Majesty—"
"Well—" Edward snorted softly, but turned his gaze to John Perrott.
This handso illegitimate son's complexion was extrely colorful, first it turned from white and tender to ruddy, then pale, and then turned red.
On the other hand, the faces of his two attendants were extrely pale. Obviously, they rembered that they once aid their bows and arrows at the king.
After a while, resolute expressions appeared on their faces again.
And this handso illegitimate son reacted extrely quickly. After a quick change of eyes, he had already bent down, touched his chest with his left hand, and said respectfully: "Please forgive my rudeness, Your Majesty the King!"
"I didn't say, how would you know, it's not too late to know now!"
Edward said softly with a smile on his face.
"Your mind is really admirable!" John raised his head slightly, still complinting.
Edward also smiled, and didn't continue to answer the conversation. He t a man on the side of the road, and he beca a king in a blink of an eye. It was indeed a test of one's heart.
"Your Majesty, you are back!" On the other side, two pretty maids hurried over, saluted lightly, and walked up to him quickly, looking left and right, as if they wanted to Find out what's coming.
After the two maids were satisfied, Edward broke away from them and ca to the warrior who defeated the wild boar.
"I don't know your na yet, Mr. Warrior!"
Edward's words were blown by the spring breeze, tickling the guard's heart.
"Your Majesty, my na is Ben, from Ben in Hampshire!"
The young man glanced at his clothes in embarrassnt, bent down, and replied respectfully.
"Did you really kill this wild boar?"
Edward pointed to the wild boar that was still bleeding and asked.
"Of course, my lord, I spent a whole morning hunting this one alone!"
"In order to kill this big guy, I have gone through untold hardships, thanks to the blessing last ti!"
As he spoke, he seed to recall the scene of hunting, but Bane still had a look of fear on his face.
"I think you can be called 'Ban the Pig Slayer'!"
As he spoke, Edward couldn't help laughing out loud.
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