This Plug-in is Too Middle School - Chapter 9 Bearded has great wisdom

On the rugged mountain road, it was raining heavily, and a group of gray-faced young people led their horses to walk on the mountain path with difficulty.

The leader is a woman with peach blossom eyes and a small three-faced face. It is Her Majesty the Queen of Flange. These people who are struggling to move forward are the Royal Knights (pseudo) who have just left the capital.

"We are all cavalry, why do we still have to take the mountain road?"

"This is probably the hardest road I've ever walked in my life!"

Even though the buff of chivalry is still there, this mountain road is too difficult to walk, and these young people with the dream of knighthood can't help but complain a few words.

The mountain road in the rain has a mud puddle at one foot, and it is extremely exhausting to walk, not to mention having to lead a horse.

Occasionally the horse's hooves would get stuck in the mud. Fortunately, these people have been trained as knights. Even if they are not professionals, their strength is far greater than that of ordinary people. The two of them can work together to drag the horse out of the mud. Otherwise, there is no way to be here. Hurry in the weather.

After dragging the mount out of the mud for the third time, seeing his beloved horse turn into a mud horse, the bearded man grinned in distress.

He hesitated and said to William: "Cousin, can you ask Her Majesty the Queen how long we have to go on the mountain road? My horse has fallen and sunk several times. ."

That's right, this bearded man has the same surname as William Vankins. He is William's distant cousin. As for why he is not a cousin... This second-order professional with a full face is actually seventeen years old, can you believe it?

Out of some kind of bad taste, William directly recognized this guy who was a year older than him as his cousin. Since you were my deputy in the position, it would be a good idea to take advantage of the relatives and come back.

He stretched out his hand and patted his bearded cousin on the shoulder. Even though the sky was raining heavily and the mountain road under his feet was muddy, his voice still did not tremble, and it sounded as cold and hard as ice.

"Cousin."

"Hey, cousin, I'm listening!"

"Are you really only seventeen?"

The bearded man pursed his mouth, and the "Black Hedgehog" lying on his mouth squirmed twice, as if he was muttering something. He shook off the muddy water on his beard and complained with some dissatisfaction:

"Cousin! I didn't lie to you, I just celebrated my seventeenth birthday last month, and I just matured a little. And cousin, please don't interrupt, everyone is very dangerous now, how about us? Professionals are okay, those reserve knights are exhausted, what if they encounter an enemy?"

William wiped off the mud that had been splashed on the silver armor without changing his face. Instead of answering his cousin's question, he asked quietly:

"You're a Tier 2 Iron Wall Knight, right? I remember that this profession has two large shields. Why haven't I seen your shield?"

"Huh? Yes, don't look at me at the age of seventeen, but I am a recognized genius, and I may be able to reach the third rank in two years. As for my shield, that thing can't be brought. A shield is better than a horse. It’s still going to sink, and I usually have to be dragged by the logistical monsters to bring it. By the way, cousin, why are you asking this?”

"I was just thinking about what to do when I encounter an enemy. Now I know. If I encounter an enemy, I can just ride a horse and run with Her Majesty the Queen in my arms."

The bearded man looked puzzled. "Cousin, you are crazy, how do you ride a horse on this mountain road?"

William's expression remained indifferent. "Isn't there still you? You don't have a shield anyway, so why don't you run with our horse on your back?"

"…"

Hans Vankins felt a little hopeless.

When Her Majesty the Queen rushed into the station, he recognized William behind Her Majesty at a glance.

He was also present when the Vankins family was banned, and was very impressed by the cousin who brazenly attacked the queen. After being sent to the Knights of the Royal Capital, he paid special attention to the news of William's cousin, and even went to the gate of the palace to see William who was in charge of the gate.

This cousin looks like an ordinary face paralyzed, and even the dead face looks a little kinder after seeing it too much, which makes people want to chat with him all the time. But the more Hans looked, the more he felt that William's face was not right. Although there was never an expression on it, he always felt that there were piles of bad water hidden behind him.

Hans trusted his intuition very much.

When he was ten years old, his mother touched his head and said earnestly: "Hans, you can let a four-year-old kid steal the meal money, I think you should stop thinking about it? If you encounter something you don't understand. , then rely on intuition or just toss a coin."

Hans was pleased with this sentence and regarded it as a standard. But now, his intuition tells him that cousin William is definitely not a simple person.

The act of beating the queen's sap looks stupid, but isn't my cousin living a good life now? Instead, the clansmen who laugh at him are impoverished.

I have a pretty good life. Not only do I get help from the clan, but also the salary of the knights, but after deducting the money for the maintenance of horses and weapons, life is still very tight.

But Cousin William only needs to stand at the gate of the palace occasionally, but his salary is much higher than his own, and not only is he rich, but also has a lot of time to go to the theater and dance. quite popular in the circle.

Mom said that to see if a person is smart or not, it is not what he does, but what he gets in the end. So, on the one hand, you are so poor that you can hardly eat, and on the other hand, you live a very nourishing life, who is the smart person?

Later, William was transferred to the Queen's side as a bodyguard. He had been fighting for the past two years. Her Majesty the Queen, who personally commanded the battle, often stayed on the front line, and the death and casualty rate of the guards around him was extremely high. Everyone thought that Cousin William would be carried back like those people sooner or later, but Hans didn't think so.

Sure enough, after dozens of wars, both big and small, over the past two years, the guards around Her Majesty the Queen have been killed and wounded, but Cousin William has always been alive and kicking. Carrying him everywhere is better than his own younger brother. He is envious of Hans, who has been guarding the (house) guard (in) the capital.

Intuition tells him that following this cousin, I will do whatever he does, and there will definitely be meat to eat!

Soon, the opportunity to eat meat will come. When the rebels were about to hit the capital, the colleagues around him ran away by 30%. He felt that it was a little early to run now, so he did not follow.

Then, a big earthquake collapsed his bedroom, and a grotesque monster attacked the capital. The rest of his colleagues ran for more than half of them. He originally wanted to run with him, but he had several years of savings in the dormitory. If he ran now, the years would be wasted.

Just when he was digging hard, Her Majesty the Queen actually came with his cousin. Cousin William was not only still alive, but also changed into expensive looking armor, feeling more nourished than before.

Hans was so overjoyed that he intuitively told him to follow this cousin... eh? Why did it suddenly feel like it would be miserable to follow him?

When Her Majesty the Queen was giving a speech, Hans quietly took out the coin left by his mother and tossed it. He followed his cousin on the heads, and ran by himself on the tails. The coin was heads.

Hans, who had given up thinking, resolutely boarded the pirate ship, brought enough dry food for a week, and followed his cousin and Her Majesty the Queen out of the royal city. Unexpectedly, it rained heavily as soon as we left the city. Originally everyone was walking well on the road, but Her Majesty the Queen ordered them to lead a group of cavalry on the mountain road.

Let the cavalry walk the mountain road, isn't this sick!

Hans thought about it and couldn't figure out what it was for, but the smart cousin didn't say a word, so he must trust smart people.

It's just that this mountain road is too difficult to walk. My little white horse has been stuck in the mud several times. Every step is very difficult, and even the belly under which the rain can't be poured is sweaty. Hans is not afraid of getting tired, but he really loves his horse, which is the horse given by the Marquise of Gibbert. This breed of horse is very precious!