Rise of the Dark Witch

The wind blows and the trees move.

The leaves fell with the wind, falling on the ground, on the stone table, and on the two Royal Lukes who were drinking.

Under the shade.

Roya and Luke sat around the stone table.

Beside them was a barrel full of wine.

Since becoming a Grand Knight and drinking more alcohol, Luke's alcohol addiction has become deeper and deeper. He feels uncomfortable if he doesn't drink ten or twenty pounds of wine every day.

Compared to Luke who was drinking wine from bowl to bowl boldly, Roja drank in small sips.

"I haven't seen you for half a year, but you are still so strong!" Luke said with emotion.

The two of them had been fighting side by side for three months deep in the Yakara Mountains, and they knew each other's strength very well, so Luke was not surprised that Roja was unilaterally suppressing him during the competition.

"Yeah, 'still' so strong." Roja said disappointedly.

Luke naturally heard the disappointment in Roja's tone.

He helped Roja fill up the empty wine glass, "At our level, the increase in strength is based on one year, so you don't have to pay too much attention."

"……yes."

Roja picked up the bowl and drank the wine.

"Roya, how is the construction of the fiefdom Nange Town going? You will be moving there soon, right? It will be more and more difficult for us to meet in the future." Luke felt a little melancholy.

"Is it getting more difficult?"

Roja didn't know what to say.

Not only is it difficult, but they may never see each other again in their lifetime.

After Luke swallowed the wine in the bowl, he suddenly laughed.

"It's a rare meeting, be happy," Luke patted the table, leaned forward, and stared at Roja, "Roya, are you nineteen years old this year?"

"Um."

It has been almost a year since Roja awakened his past life memories.

"Have you found a girl you like?" Luke smiled.

"this……"

Roja scratched his head depressedly.

In this medieval world, there were many marriages at the age of thirteen or fourteen, fifteen or sixteen was the best age to get married, and those who were over eighteen were old enough to have leftover men and women.

Now Luo Ya is nineteen years old, and he is completely left with a son.

People around him began to urge him to get married, and a lot of matchmakers came to his door every day.

I don't know how many noble ladies wrote to him, expressing their love for him.

Unexpectedly, I wanted to drink with Luke to relax, but Luke also mentioned this matter.

It made him restless.

"Lord Luke, I remember you didn't get married until you were twenty-five, right?" Roja asked, squinting his eyes.

"Haha, I'm different." Luke waved his hands, "At that time, I was busy practicing and becoming stronger. Women would consume my energy, and you didn't need to worry about that at all."

Seeing Roja's expression of not wanting to talk about this matter, Luke already knew, "Does that mean you don't have a girl you like yet?"

Luke suddenly turned his head and looked at the cute little girl playing on the grass not far away, "What do you think of my daughter Maggie?"

Click!

The wine bowl in Roja's hand suddenly broke, and the wine splashed everywhere, making Roja's clothes wet.

Roja looked at Luke in disbelief, "Me and Maggie? Are our ages a little too different?"

Luke said unconcernedly: "Isn't it just an eleven-year age difference? It's not a big deal if the man is ten or twenty years older than the woman."

As Luke said, it is not a big deal for an accomplished man to marry a girl ten or twenty years younger than himself. Similar things can be seen everywhere.

The problem is that--

"Maggie is only eight years old!" Roja said speechlessly.

If Luke really wanted to marry him, there would obviously be a better candidate than his eight-year-old daughter Maggie.

Roya is quite interested in Luke's mother, Mrs. Sydney.

If Luke proposed marriage for Mrs. Sydney, Roja might still hesitate.

Maggie?

Absolutely impossible!

"Don't refuse so quickly." Luke patted Roja on the shoulder and smiled, "Eight is indeed a little young. In fact, it is still too late to get married in two years..."

"If you think ten is still too young, you can wait a few more years."

"Don't worry, as a man I understand your difficulties."

"While waiting for Maggie to grow up, I won't care how many mistresses you take for fun. It doesn't matter how many illegitimate children you have. As long as you leave your real wife to my daughter."

What a knowledgeable father-in-law.

It is the dream of many sons-in-law to meet such a wonderful father-in-law.

It’s just that it really doesn’t work!

Luke has already said it to this point. If he continues to refuse forcefully, it may cause a cold situation and cause their relationship to become stiff.

After thinking for a while, Roja neither nodded in agreement nor shook his head in rejection.

He changed the subject and talked about another matter.

"Lord Luke, in two years I will set off to adventure in various places in the Six Kingdoms." Roja said.

"Adventure?" Luke was stunned.

"Yes, it's rare to come to this magnificent fantasy world, and God has given me great strength. How can I stay in this small place all my life?"

"...It's pretty good. When I was reading those adventure novels when I was young, I used to think about how when I grew up and became stronger, I would go on adventures in various places, fight powerful monsters, and experience different customs and customs."

Next, Luke did not continue to talk about his daughter Maggie.

Roya is a genius and a rare husband.

But if Roja really sets off for adventure in two years, it is still unknown when he will come back and whether he will come back alive.

Do we want our daughter Maggie to stay a widow for the rest of her life after getting married?

I found the atmosphere a bit awkward.

Roja spoke through his drunkenness and said: "After I leave, the fief and title will be inherited by my brother Rick. He is only three years older than Miss Maggie. When I am away in the future, I hope Lord Luke can take more care of him."

"Huh? Haha, easy to talk about."

Luke immediately understood the hidden meaning of Roja's words.

You can’t marry your daughter Maggie to Roya, but you can marry Roya’s brother Rick?

But what kind of person Rick is and whether he is worthy of Maggie needs to be slowly examined in the future.

The atmosphere returned to the harmonious atmosphere it had been at the beginning.

The two talked about trivial matters and drank wine.

Before they knew it, the fifty kilogram barrel of wine had reached its bottom, and both of them were a little drunk.

"Roya, this world is very dangerous. Although the great knight is strong, if you want to freely take risks in this world... you still have to be careful." Luke warned.

"I understand." Roja nodded.

"I heard that you got a knight's holy sword from Barney the witch doctor?"

"Has it been spread?"

"You have a stronger physique than me, more vitality than me, and better swordsmanship than me. Now that you have the Knight's Holy Sword, I might not even be your opponent in a real fight..."

Luke paused, "Do you know why?"

Of course Roja knew.

Roja's strength, speed and defense are better than Luke's, and his swordsmanship is better than Luke's. Now both sides have the Knight's Holy Sword in hand.

In theory, Roya's strength should crush Luke.

However, what Luke said was "Maybe he is not your opponent", which means that the outcome of the two of them fighting is unpredictable.

Because--

"Roya, do you want to learn knight martial arts?" Luke suddenly asked.

"think!"

After being stunned for a moment, Luo Ya immediately nodded in response.