Knight and Wand

Chapter 117 Winged Helmet
"I have already accepted your hair accessories. I cannot accept so many expensive gifts anymore."

Olivia shook her head and hands, looking at this beautiful and unusually novel dress, and she blushed as she spoke.

She had wanted to come to La León to see the surprise she had prepared.

She never expected that the other party would give her another valuable gift.

"I went to the tailor's shop to buy this dress as a reward for your help." Leon said, pretending to be distressed and spreading his hands and sighing, "Besides, this is tailor-made according to your figure. If you don't accept it, uh, I can't let Corvis wear it, right?"

The blond boy who was polishing his sword downstairs shuddered all over, sneezed violently, and felt a slight chill on his back for no reason.

Finally, the girl, who had been trying to refuse, was convinced.

Leon went out and closed the door, folded his arms, stood guard at the door, and hummed a happy tune: "~Hmm~"

From the door behind me, the sound of someone dressing could be heard faintly.

After a while, a girl's confused and surprised voice was heard in the room.

"What's wrong? It shouldn't be difficult to put on, right? Do you want me to ask Lina to come up and help you?" Leon turned around and asked through the door.

"No, thanks." Olivia quickly turned around and answered towards the door, holding the thin black velvet pantyhose.

After a long time, the girl suppressed her shyness and called her lover to come in: "Leon, I'm dressed."

Turning around with great anticipation, Leon gently pushed the door with shining eyes.

When he saw Olivia, who looked brand new, his eyes widened in amazement, and the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably.

My wish has come true, and I have no regrets in this life.
The white lapel top fits snugly across Olivia's beautiful girlish figure.

The blue ribbon on the collar is tied into a cute bow, embellishing her chest and echoing the hair accessories under her bun at the back of her head.

The azure blue skirt bound Olivia's slender waist, and under the knee-length skirt, velvet woven black tights wrapped the girl's delicate legs.

The girl's pretty face felt slightly hot, and she couldn't help but put her hands on her chest, pretending to adjust her tie to hide her embarrassment.

She tapped the ground with her toes, getting used to the new pair of leather boots and feeling the thin tights against her skin, which made the girl feel uncontrollably strange.

It was almost as embarrassing as having bare legs under a skirt.

But she couldn't tuck the thick square cloth shorts under the tight pantyhose.

Therefore, the girl had to put the shorts over the pantyhose and wear them under the skirt to cover it, thus finding the sense of security to avoid the vacuum under the skirt.

He had no idea that Olivia had learned the abominable way of wearing safety pants a hundred years in advance. Leon looked up at the girl and asked, "How is it? Does it still fit?"

He looked at the girl's youthful and beautiful outfit which was totally out of tune with the current era.

Splash fee~
perfect!

Leon felt very happy and struggled to suppress the urge to hug the other person in his arms.

"Yeah, it fits me well, thank you. It's just that this dress is so beautiful that I would never wear it normally." Olivia could sense Leon's enthusiastic gaze, and she shyly lifted her hair, avoiding his sight and looking at the bronze mirror on the table.

"Such a beautiful white top will be difficult to wash if it gets dirty. I'm afraid I'll have to use soap to rub it." Turning around and gently stroking the hem of her skirt, the girl pretended to check her clothes, but in fact she was stealing a peek at the other person's expression through the reflection.

Seeing Leon's undisguised look of love, Olivia felt a slight sweetness in her heart.

When the person she likes looks at her with eyes full of herself, she will certainly feel confident and happy.

"It's just casual clothes, there's nothing wrong with wearing it more often, but I did not think carefully about the white top." Leon thought about getting a few more casual clothes in different styles and colors next time, or adding an extra coat?
You have to give the girl a good "dress-up warming" treatment.

But these days, washing clothes is really troublesome.

Items such as soap are quite expensive. Cleaning ordinary clothes usually relies on some special plant products, or messy things like wood ash, salt, vinegar, etc. The effect can be imagined.

Even many poor people at the bottom of society had to use wood ash mixed with urine to wash their clothes. When Leon saw it for the first time, his three views were shattered.

"Well, I'll accept the gift, but I also happen to have something for you." Olivia adjusted to her dress, turned around with her hands behind her back, and stated her original purpose.

"You got something for me?"

Leon was puzzled for a moment, then immediately raised his brows with strong anticipation, wondering what the girl had prepared for him.

"Well, follow me~" Olivia nodded, pulled Leon, and led him out of the room at a brisk pace.

The two went downstairs to the warehouse in the backyard.

Pushing the door open and entering the armory, Leon was led to a wooden table where weapons were placed.

There were three wooden boxes on the table, one large and two small.

The big box is square and seems to be big enough to fit a basketball.

The smaller two are more flat and long.

Olivia picked up the large wooden box and handed it to Leon.

Listening to the sound of the wooden box being dragged across the table, it seemed to have quite some weight.

"This is for you. I asked my father to check the size and structure, and he is sure it will be suitable. I tried my best to customize it according to your description, but I don't know if you like the finished product." The girl handed over the box.

Leon became even more curious. He himself couldn't remember what he had described when he chatted with Olivia in the past.

Leon pried open the bolt with both hands, opened the lid of the box and looked down at the things contained inside, feeling dazed for a moment.

What comes into view is the polished bright silver steel texture.
The embedded side hoop on it is engraved with exquisite iris relief, and the top of the vertical border is even more uniquely integrated with the shape of a sword.

On both sides of the raised faceted grid visor, above the mask ear axes, a double-winged headdress is spread high up.

Looking at the Gothic visored helmet in the box, Leon took it out of the box in surprise.

The cool knight's winged helmet gives you an indescribable sense of loyalty.

Holding it in his hand and looking at it carefully, he discovered that the neck guard button at the bottom of the helmet looked exactly the same as the baron's snake-carved helmet.

Obviously, this was prepared to match the set of plate armor and replace the original helmet.

Olivia stared at him anxiously. "You said you hated the venomous snake carvings on the Kantadar nobleman's helmet, but my father doesn't have time to modify your helmet right now, so I went to the city to find an armorer to make a new one. How is it? Is it the way you like it?"

"I like it, of course I like it!" Leon praised repeatedly. He touched the handsome winged helmet in his hand and nodded vigorously at the girl with a smile on his face: "I like this shape so much."

Not to mention that he liked whatever Olivia gave him.

What's more, this was the style he had always dreamed of and his favorite in his previous life. The feeling of surprise was like opening the door when he got home and seeing his girlfriend holding a big box of his favorite things as a birthday present.

Leon couldn't wait to turn the wing helmet over and put it on his head.

He snapped on the arched Gothic visor, and found that the size was almost the same. It was even lighter than Dossen's coiled snake helmet.

Although he hadn't put on the hood yet, Leon could still feel that it fit his head shape very well, and he could breathe smoothly through the gaps in the visor grid.

"You're so thoughtful that you still remember what look I want. I think I only mentioned it to you once, when I went to ask Uncle Brian how to take off the snake sculpture headdress." Leon sighed in a muffled voice through his helmet.

"Fortunately, I just mentioned the appearance of the winged headdress, and the armorer from the Farolis Guild said he had made a knight's helmet of a similar style." Olivia saw that Leon's joy did not seem fake, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

She then suggested, "I just tried your plate armor neck guard and it fits fine, but just in case, do you want to try it on now?"

Leon nodded, took off his winged helmet and put it on the table, then put on his armor with Olivia's help.

After putting on the armor lining and chain mail, and covering his body with the neatly maintained gorgeous silver armor parts, he carefully linked them together, and finally put on the hood, then Leon walked to the stool and sat down.

Olivia put her arms around Leon's neck and locked the neck guard. Then, she picked up the knight's winged helmet and helped him put it on.

Leon turned his neck and tilted his head.

I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but I feel it is much more comfortable than Dason’s snake helmet.

Standing up, he drew his sword, turned back a few steps, swung it twice, and performed a few long sword stances. "How is it?" Leon, wearing a winged helmet, turned his head and asked his lover proudly through his narrow vision like a big boy who got a new toy.

Olivia was slightly startled when she saw the silver-armored knight in front of her wearing a feathered helmet. Then she quickly responded by nodding her head: "Very heroic! Very, very 'cool'!"

Leon was stunned for a moment, put down his sword, and said awkwardly: "Do you still remember this word?"

When he put on the knight's plate armor in front of the girl for the first time, he did ask this question in a proud and proud manner.

"Really? Doesn't it mean to praise someone?" The girl blinked. She thought it was the dialect of Serian.

"Haha, I guess so." Leon put the sword back into the scabbard, took off his helmet and held it in his hand.

He walked to the table and said, "By the way, what are in these two boxes?"

"This is a gift for Azerien and Lohak." Olivia turned around and opened it.

There are two assembled parts lying inside, which also look like decorations installed on plate helmets.

A vertical curved slat that appears to be leaping up, with a small fixed bracket underneath and a row of neat and majestic horse hair feathers above the slat.

The other is a much more traditional headdress of the familiar ostrich feather variety, with a base at the end that attaches to the top of the helmet.

"Ever since you saved me, I've been wondering what gifts to give you to express my gratitude. It just so happens that last time I looked through the window, I saw that the large group of knights who came to Selva had decorations on their helmets, so I just ordered these."

Olivia pointed at the horse mane and said, “This is for Lohark. The armorer recommended this decoration to suit his warhorse emblem.

But Azerien's emblem is too complicated, and I don't know what decoration can symbolize it, so I had to buy the more common ostrich feathers. "

Leon couldn’t help but sigh: “You won’t use the money I gave you last time to buy gifts for us, right?”

The girl paused and looked away guiltily: "No, there are still some left."

Leon shook his head. How could it be possible? He thought the girl must have paid for it. The two decorations were not cheap, not to mention the noble knight's winged helmet specially made for him.

However, picking up the unique horsehair feather, Leon looked at it in amazement. This thing is quite similar to the style of the "brush" headdresses on the helmets of Roman officers in the previous life. It is quite handsome and fits the warhorse family crest of Lohak.

Olivia watched Leon silently examining Lohak's headdress. For no reason, the girl lowered her head to look at her beautiful dress.

My mood suddenly became complicated.

Leon seemed very pleased with the winged helmet.

But these things, no matter how much they are worth, are ultimately meant to express gratitude to the three friends for saving my life.

But this dress was the only gift Leon gave to herself.

Olivia lowered her head, gently stroked the ribbon in front of her collar, and a sense of urgent courage rose up.

not enough.

She wanted to respond, to the love the other person always gave her.

"Leon."

"Hmm?" Leon responded and looked sideways at the girl beside him who was lowering her head and clenching her hands.

“Actually, I still have some.”

Olivia paused, not knowing how to describe that sudden and bold move.

She tilted her red cheeks away: "Can you, close your eyes first?"

"Do you have any gifts for me?" Leon asked tentatively in confusion.

".Anyway, just close your eyes first." Olivia turned her back to the other person and begged in a lower and lower voice.

"Okay, what else is there? It's so mysterious." Leon smiled, not knowing if the other party was imitating the way he teased her.

He had no choice but to obey his lover's request. He closed his eyes, wondering what else he could get from the girl besides the winged helmet that already made him extremely satisfied.

I heard the girl's footsteps turning around.

Leon closed his eyes and listened, thinking that Olivia was going to take out another surprise.

next moment.

I felt my cheeks being held by the girl's hands.

He was pulled by the force and lowered his head slightly.

The extra soft touch gently pressed against his lips.
The sunlight came through the door in a curtain of light and dark.

The girl in white clothes and blue skirt was quickly embraced by the knight in silver armor.
The long procession walked along the ancient forest avenue.

Corvis, carrying the square flag, urged his horse closer to Leon and had no choice but to pat the other's arm armor hard.

"My Lord? My Lord!"

It took the young man several tries to wake up his master, who was looking up at the sky and grinning foolishly.

"Ah?" Leon came back to his senses from yesterday's sweet memories.

He pursed his lips, still unsatisfied with his lover's bold and immature first kiss.

I couldn't help but recall my passionate counterattack afterwards without any hesitation.

It was a really deep kiss.

Until he kissed Olivia and she curled up in his arms, her little face flushed, her breathing so disordered that she couldn't raise her head, she looked extremely cute.

"We are almost there. Lord Elliver seems to be calling you from the front."

Corvis found it a little funny to see the absent-minded Leon.

The boy knew about the progress of their relationship. It was just a kiss, so why was he still confused for so long?

"Oh, I'll go take a look."

Leon was unaware of the good-natured teasing from the battle-hardened young man beside him. He just temporarily suppressed the smugness in his heart, kicked his horse, and quickly rushed to the front of the marching team.

The fast horse came to Baron Elliver who was parked at the intersection of the col.

"Sir, you called me?" Leon stopped the warhorse under his crotch and asked Feng Jun.

He saw Baron Thornflower staring into the distance with his eyes fixed on the ancient fortress built on the cliff in the river valley.

Without looking back, Elifer let out a long sigh.

"Sometimes, we really have to admit that perhaps the gods are always playing with our fate."

Leon frowned, not understanding what he was feeling.

"You've been here several times, so you might as well take a closer look at the terrain here." Elliver raised his hand and pointed to the river valley ahead to Leon.

Leon looked around as he was told, but he really didn't see anything special.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Elifer waved his hand in realization: "It seems that you didn't pay much attention to the map at the beginning."

Leon suddenly realized what the other party was referring to: "Are you talking about the parchment map that you burned?"

The baron smiled bitterly and nodded: "My ancestors have been searching hard, sacrificing the lives of generations, but to no avail.

When I made up my mind to give up this old obsession that didn't belong to me, it came to me. Isn't this a bad joke of fate? "

(End of this chapter)