Become a knight starting with synthesized entries.

After the funeral, people gradually dispersed.

Luo An stood beside the tomb, motionless for a moment.

"Lord Luo An."

Ge Gao's voice came from behind.

Luo An turned around, and Father Gregory stood a few steps away.

Roan nodded in greeting. "Your Excellency, Father."

"Please accept my condolences, child," said Ge Gao.

He paused.

"I am deeply saddened by Lord Levi's death. He was a true knight. I presided over prayers for him more than once, and each time, the way he knelt before the icon was incredibly devout. A man like that would not be turned away by Mother."

"He is a banner; with such a man in the land, even far from the kingdom, Lorton remains the most peaceful territory."

Ge Gao turned his head slightly and looked at Luo An.

"You too, Lord Luo An."

From now on, you too must become a symbol like Levi's. I think this is what Levi's would have wanted to see.

"Regarding the matter of the Pongo Territory Church," Gogo began, his tone calm, "the church leadership has suppressed it. For the time being, no one will pursue the matter."

Roan was silent for a moment. "Thank you, Father."

Ge Gao took a knight's badge from his sleeve and handed it to Roan.

"Take this. This is your knighthood medal. It was originally intended to be awarded to you by the lord and Levi at your knighting ceremony, but it seems there won't be that opportunity now. Heather asked me to give it to you."

Luo An was taken aback, then took the badge. The palm-sized badge featured a wolf's head, carrying a longsword and roaring angrily, with two hands gently encircling the wolf's neck, as if pulling the wolf back from its rage.

The wolf and the mother, Luo An's proof.

Turning the badge over, you'll find a line of delicate handwriting.

Beloved Knight, Roan Yunina.

Luo An pinned the badge to his chest.

Thus, Roan became the beloved knight, fulfilling his adoptive mother Yunina's wish.

At a time when he should have finally breathed a sigh of relief, Luo An felt little joy and turned his gaze to the highest point of the cemetery.

The tombstones of the legendary knights, "Noble" Haibo and "Black Iron" Io, lie buried here.

The soil around Io's tombstone was somewhat loose.

Haibo's tombstone seems meaningless.

Luo An gazed at Haibo's tombstone.

"That was—Heather's ancestor?"

Following Roan's gaze, Ge Gao looked at Haib Lorton's tombstone.

"That is the tomb of one of the legendary knights, Haber Loton."

"Haber Loton, when the Great Mother Zelle left her homeland, accepted her mother's request to escort her across the wilderness to the heart of the kingdom."

Roan knew the story of the knight and the nun and had even reenacted their pilgrimage.

But Luo An didn't know what happened after that.

"And then?"

Ge Gao was a little puzzled, but still explained, "I don't know much about what happened after that. It was a high-level miracle, I don't know either. You might be able to ask Heather."

Luo An nodded: "Thank you, Father." He turned and left.

Ge Gao smiled and watched Luo An leave, then suddenly called out:

"I know you have a lot on your shoulders, Lord Roan."

There are things you don't want to say, and things you can't say. I just want to tell you—if you're willing to talk, I'm here. If you're not, I won't ask anymore.

He quickly stepped forward and took out a small bottle of holy oil from his sleeve, handing it to Roan.

"Take this. This is holy oil, made from crushed 'Mother's Tears' powder. Apply it to wounds to speed up healing."

"It may not be of much use to you, who possesses dragon blood and miracles, but I have nothing else to give you."

Luo An looked down at the bottle of holy oil, but did not reach out immediately.

Ge Gao gently placed the holy oil on the stone platform beside Luo An without forcing him. He then turned and walked towards the end of the side corridor.

With a sigh, Luo An accepted the holy oil.

When Roan reached the church entrance, Heather was standing at the bottom of the stone steps.

Instead of wearing the black travel outfit she wore to the funeral, she changed back into her usual white clothes, her golden ponytail fluttering slightly in the wind.

"My lord," Roan stopped in his tracks, "why are you here?"

"I'll wait for you." Heather turned around, her tone flat, as if she were saying something completely ordinary.

"I've been traveling all day and haven't eaten anything yet."

Roan was taken aback: "Your Excellency, upon returning to the castle, there should be a banquet specially prepared for you."

Heather glanced at him.

"That's for me," she said. "It's not for you."

Roan suddenly understood what Heather meant: "Don't worry about me, Your Highness, I can manage on my own."

"Let's go first." Heather didn't give Roan a chance to object.

"I haven't been back to Lowton for a long time, do you have any food recommendations?"

Luo An had no appetite at the moment, but thinking that he still had to ask Haibo about it, he had no choice but to go with Haise.

"Lord Levi and I often go to a tavern, if you don't mind—"

William's Tavern

The door was suddenly pushed open, and all eyes in the noisy tavern turned to the entrance. Wine glasses hung in mid-air, and dice rested on the table.

Some people had already clenched their fists, waiting to see which fool would dare to cause trouble.

When the drinkers saw that it was Heather Lorton standing at the door, they were all stunned.

Golden ponytail, white travel attire, expressionless. She stood there at the door, backlit by the light from outside, her gaze slowly sweeping across the interior of the tavern.

"What a terrible tavern," Heather frowned slightly.

Roan followed Heather into the tavern, somewhat embarrassed. "Sorry, if you don't like it, we can go somewhere else."

"It's nothing," Heather shook her head. "Where do you and Levi usually sit?"

Luo An pointed to the bar area deep inside the tavern, which was occupied by two drunkards.

Heather walked toward the two drunkards without saying a word, merely glancing at them indifferently.

The two drunkards scrambled aside, knocking over the high stool with a loud crash, and no one dared to help it up.

Heather hooked her foot on the chair, and with a slight effort, straightened it. She glanced at it, took a deep breath, stirred the breeze, wiped the chair clean, and tossed out five silver coins.

"Trouble. The best wine."

Bar owner William glanced at Heather, raising an eyebrow slightly. What a stunning beauty.

Heather was a lord, which was rare to begin with, and having been away from Lorton for so long, she had long since changed her appearance, and William could not recognize her.

William took a silver coin and pushed the rest to Heather.

"Beautiful lady, the most expensive wine here is red camellia wine, which costs only one silver coin."

Heather pushed another silver coin back.

Two cups.

Roan also walked to the bar and sat down next to Heather. He forced a smile.

"It's been a long time, Your Excellency William."

William stopped wiping the cup.

He glanced at Roan, then at Heather, his gaze shifting between the two, a slow smile spreading across his lips.

"You little rascal," William chuckled. This was the third girl he'd met, and each one was beautiful in her own way.

"They actually took Levi's drunken ramblings seriously."

"Don't talk nonsense. This is—" Roan coughed. Heather didn't want to say, so Roan decided it was best not to either. He simply took out 20 copper coins. "Two grilled sausages, please."

"What are you afraid of, kid?" William gave him a knowing look. He took the copper coin. "Don't worry, I won't tell Levi's because you've been taking care of my tavern."