Fantasy Simulator Chapter 18: Poems and swords

　　Kaylin, is the child of Baron Kaysen.

　　As the youngest son of Baron Kaysen, he has been favored by Baron Kaysen since he was a child, and he is one of his favorite children.

　　 At this moment, as the youngest son of Baron Kaysen, he stays with Baron Kaysen, sharing lunch with him.

　　"This opening seems to be much better than the previous opening..."

　　 Feeling the memory that is constantly surging in his mind, Chen Heng is thoughtful, and this thought flashes through his heart.

　　Compared to the previous two times, this time he came from a nobleman. Although his mother has passed away, his father is a baron who owns a territory.

　　 This opening, to a certain extent, was even better than Sorondo’s previous status.

　　 At least in name, Sorondo's father was just a knight.

　　 Of course, even though it is on the bright side, these are all imaginary.

　　 After Chen Heng carefully sorted out his memories, he discovered that although his cheap father this time was a baron, he seemed to be inferior to the Sicilian knight simulated last time in some respects.

　　 At least, the Sicilian knight is a real knight, and he also owns the Edward Knight, a loyal knight.

　　 But there seems to be nothing here, Baron Kaysen.

　　 Although he owns the territory, the scope is not too large, and the residents of the territory are not too many.

　　 As for the armament of his men, although there are some, there is not even a real knight among the hundreds of guards.

　　 This looks like there are more troops under Sir Sicily, but seriously, they are no better than the Sicilian knights.

　　As long as there is a knight leading the team, and just bring some people, the guards of hundreds of people will immediately fall apart, and they are not opponents at all.

　　"The name is a nobleman, it seems to be one level higher than the knight in name, but in fact it is just a false name..."

　　 After accepting the memory in his mind, Chen Heng was a little speechless: "Moreover, it seems that there is no knight breathing method..."

　　 When he dared to know his identity, Chen Heng was still a little excited, thinking that he could get a knight breathing technique for nothing.

　　 But it turns out that he thinks a little bit more.

　　 Baron Kaysen is indeed a nobleman, but he does not have a glorious ancestor, so no knight breathing method has been passed down.

　　 It seems that even if it is the same noble, there is a big difference.

　　 "Sure enough..."

　　Chen Heng sighed secretly: "If you want to expect a 30-point identity to have a big surprise, I really think too much..."

　　His identity actually only cost thirty points.

　　 Thirty points can have a starting point right now, which is already very good. Do you still want the knight breathing method?

　　 dreaming! !

　　"Kaylin, my child, what's the matter with you?"

　　, a gentle voice came.

　　 Listening to the sound, Chen Heng subconsciously raised his head and looked forward.

　　 In the middle of the hall, a man who looked a little thin and wore a black robe, who appeared to be about forty or fifty years old, was sitting there. At the moment, a pair of eyes were watching him.

　　 He seems to be close to fifty years old. He is already very old in this world, but he still looks very energetic. A pair of eyes are watching Chen Heng, and his attitude is fairly gentle.

　　 "Sorry, father."

　　 Chen Heng showed a perfect smile on his face.

　　 He looked at Kaisen in front of him, and smiled softly: "I was thinking about today's homework, so I was a little distracted."

　　 "Oh?"

　　Kaysen came with some spirit: "What? Didn't you hate these homework the most in the past?"

　　 "Disgust, doesn't mean that you can't think."

　　Chen Heng recalled a little bit about Baron Kayson’s preferences, and after a little thought, he said: "Love is just instinct. No one is willing to face a bunch of boring and scarce knowledge."

　　"But excluding personal subjective favorites, I think these things exist because they are very useful."

　　 "So, think more, it doesn't hurt."

　　 He said so without changing his face.

　　's words are completely nonsense.

　　 In fact, as far as he is currently aware, such as the so-called poetry and recitation, ancient art history courses, he doesn't think these things are of much use.

　　 He does not deny that these things are useful, but there is no doubt that they will not change the situation of most people.

　　 is usually something that Chen Heng would never even take a look at.

　　 But not now.

　　 Baron Kaysen liked him to say this, so he said so.

　　 As expected, in the front, a smile appeared on Baron Kaysen’s face: "Not bad."

　　"Kalin, my child, I never thought you could speak such thorough words."

　　 "I will ask you another question."

　　He raised his head, looked at Chen Heng before him, and asked another question: "Swords and poetry, who do you think is more important?"

　　 Chen Heng was stunned. At this moment, he was a little surprised.

　　He lowered his head to think for a moment, and then he continued: "Of course it depends on the occasion."

　　"Poetry can soothe a flustered person, and the sword can kill him..."

　　 "Which one is more important depends on the purpose and occasion."

　　"But..."

　　Chen Heng paused~IndoMTL.com~At this time, he paused, and then he continued: "Whether you are mastering poetry or mastering swords, you can become a great person."

　　"But swords and poetry do not conflict..."

　　 "So..."

　　Kaysen thoughtfully, then asked.

　　 "Why... can't you have all of them?"

　　 Chen Heng lowered his head and spoke softly.

　　 There was a long silence in the hall.

　　 sat on the head, Kaisen looked at Chen Heng in surprise, looked at him for a long time, then nodded, and said: "What you said makes sense..."

　　 He sighed: "Our Azlan family is here, and it has been passed down for hundreds of years..."

　　 "For a long time, we have mastered poetry and become assistants to higher rulers, but we lack swords..."

　　 He sighed deeply, as if thinking of something, his face looked a little melancholy at the moment.

　　 After a while, Chen Heng walked out of the hall.

　　 walked out the door, outside, there was a rapid sound of footsteps, accompanied by a rush of footsteps.

　　 Chen Heng looked up, and just saw outside, a tall figure wearing a suit of armor strode forward, and walked quickly towards the place where Chen Heng was.

　　As his pace continued to accelerate, his appearance gradually emerged.

　　 This is a very tall young man. He is about to be in his early thirties. It is a good time to be young and strong.

　　 He was wearing a white software suit, and he looked extremely mighty. He looked like a brown bear, and he was powerful and outstanding.