Chapter 001 The Son of the Grand Duke of Red Leaf...

{What a beautiful scenery.} The maple leaves outside the window are like flames floating under the breeze, as if they are on fire.

{But the scene is wrong.} Turning his head and looking at this scene, his brain quickly started to think about it.[bsp;   This is not the original place, where is this place?

This pattern.

The pattern on the quilt under him immediately made him fall into it. What an ancient pattern!

He once studied this pattern specifically, which was very ancient. The legendary ancestors of England and the British, and the Celtic nobles liked to use this pattern.

Very interesting.

The decoration and pattern, style of this room are inseparable from the ancient Celtics.

Why?

Just as I was thinking, I found a white woman with a bulging breast with a bloated dress strangled by clothes and walked in from outside the door. Looking at the baby who opened his eyes and looked at the world, he showed an innocent and bright smile. The white woman naturally walked over and picked up the baby and spoke in English for a while.

It is said to be English, but in fact it is much more difficult to understand than real modern English. The English mixed with accents and ancient tunes made him half-guess what this woman was talking about.

"What a beautiful baby. The eldest son's bloodline is extraordinary. Compared to the future, he is also a majestic knight." He did hear the word knight, knight? Medieval?

Times are wrong!

The Celtic century is farther away, more, more!!

It is completely asymmetric with the title of knight in the Middle Ages.

Just when the baby was in a tangle, he suddenly realized something was wrong, baby?!

Just kidding?

My current body...

Is it a baby?!

I was shocked in an instant and was picked up by the woman without any resistance.

Finally, I struggled with my hands and feet, but it was useless. I could only be picked up by the white woman and walked outside.

I was shocked as soon as I stepped out. The inner castle of the luxurious castle was planted with countless red maple leaves, swaying gently in the breeze. The scenery I saw at this small and highest peak inside the castle is definitely more spectacular than standing in a steel city overlooking the entire steel forest.

Forests, plains, rivers, lakes, grasslands.

Just as the world is all in this land, the essential sense of overlooking every cell and blood boils.

This is a big chessboard with heaven and earth as a game. This is something people like him dream of!!

He was held toward the main hall of the entire castle. This was the largest hall of the entire castle and the central system of the entire castle. Here he lived the highest power of the entire castle and the highest power of this huge land. Andrea ettorek, known as the Grand Duke of Red Leaf, sat on the throne of the highest duke with a majestic expression and looked down at the row of middle-aged people wearing thick armor below.

But when he saw the maid walking over with his son in his arms, his majestic old face could no longer be held back, and it bloomed like an old chrysanthemum, with a foolish smile on his face. God knows how popular it is to be able to get a son at the age of 45 in this era, with an average lifespan of only fifty-two years old.

Grand Duke Andre's silly smile made the knights below laugh with kindness. Only see Grand Duke Andre was helpless and did not know how to hug the weak descendants that might have withered withered with a gentle force.

I could only use my hands to carefully place the child on it. Although I was not comfortable enough to sit, I would forgive him for seeing the old man's hard work.

Just as I was thinking this, I saw the silly Grand Duke Andrey sticking his bearded face up. His beard, like a steel needle and a rough, sandpaper-like face rubbed against his weak little face. He wanted to scream when the face hurt.

But it was suppressed by the self-esteem of adults.

He screamed twice to show his dissatisfaction, which immediately made the grand duke at a loss.

He took the child from the Grand Duke with a smile. The maid planned to let the child go back and have a good sleep, but only saw Grand Duke Andre shook his head, "Helena, no need."

Grand Duke Andre's voice was full of charm and magnetism. With the baptism of wind and frost, his voice was a little hoarse, but it could not hide his strength, courage and authority.

"The lion's children were taken to observe their parents from childhood to hunt. No matter what happens to me in the future, I, Andre's children, will also observe what I am, as my son, since I was a child, and this is the grandson of the Red Leaf!!" Grand Duke Andre's words made the middle-aged people wearing knight armor laugh.

He was placed on the Duke's hand next to him, and was held by the Duke's big palm fan and started the discussion.

Perhaps it was a matter of discussion, because only Grand Duke Andre was talking alone during the whole process.

"Ross, there are too many thieves in your territory and need to be cleared. If it really doesn't work, you can lead the team to kill them yourself. His Majesty the King has issued a notice that if you don't clear them, your Majesty will be furious." Ross is an uncle with black eyes and brown hair, but his two very distinctive curly Hu didn't know how he made this century without ion perm.

"Kelo, the harvest paid in your territory this year is not good enough. Although I understand your difficulties, I hope you can make up for this year's taxes next year." Kelo was a careless uncle, with only a bunch of black unknown objects under his nose that were unknown to the hair or beard. Although he was a white man, he rarely had black hair and black eyes. When he heard the serious words of Andrei, he nodded with a stern face. When he saw Andrei's eyes looked at the others, he returned to being careless again.

"Guens, pay attention to the barbarians in the west. Our harvest is not very good, so they will naturally not have a good life. This year, we must be careful of their autumn wind." Guens is a strong man with a scar on his face. He was taciturn and only moved his face when Grand Duke Andre smirked just now. At other times, his face seemed to be poured on it by bronze. Hearing Grand Duke Andre's words, he nodded calmly, and his actions made Grand Duke Andre breathed a sigh of relief.

"Kane, I'll trouble you on the coast, the damn Gauls, the damn Romans." Grand Duke Andre said nothing, but everyone present knew that even the children had some impression of these - the Celtics were always being beaten by the Gauls before completing the racial fusion and occupying the entire British Isle.

The Gauls were the ancestors of the French, who were called French Gaul chickens.

"Then we'll be here today, let's break up." Several knights who knew that the eldest son was eager to take their son smiled slightly, bowed and retreated.

"Huh, I'm so tired. Next is my baby son, baby son, baby son~~" He smiled foolishly. His rough hands that had been touching swords for many years made him dare not use force, and he didn't dare to squeeze his son's tender face, for fear that he would accidentally pinch his son's tender face, and could only rub his big face that he thought he had no attack power against his son's face.

"By the way! Marci! Marci! Let Marci! Let Marci! Let Marci see! Our son! Our baby son!" Humming a strange English folk song, holding the child, walked into the inner courtyard of the castle with floating steps, walked through the cool and beautiful corridor of the inner courtyard, and came to the bedroom, but saw a beautiful silver-haired and blue-eyed woman sitting on the bed with a pale face in the gorgeous room, holding a puffer scroll in the sun, reading in the whole person with intellectual beauty.

Seeing the grandfather like a lion walking in with a baby in his arms, he casually placed the parchment roll on the bedside table made of wood next to him, and a moving light burst out on his face: "Andre, is this our child?"

"Haha, yes, my dear, this is our child, the future Grand Duke. Haha..." He happily held the child together and teased him with his wife.

"By the way, my dear," said Marci, who fainted on the day of childbirth and had not recovered until the past two days, suddenly turned his head and looked at his husband, the master of this land. Grand Duke Andrei asked, "What is the name of the child?"

"Uh..." Grand Duke Andre's face froze but couldn't speak.

"Dear, don't tell me that it's been three days since you haven't named your child yet." Marcie smiled... so terrible!!

"Well, my dear, I'm not hiding your body. Do you want to wait for you to get up and discuss the name of your baby with you?" He is worthy of being the Grand Duke, but in a blink of an eye, he thought of a good excuse for sufficient and sufficient kisses.

Sure enough, Marci's smile suddenly became much brighter. He gently pointed it on Grand Duke Andre's old face, then snuggled in Grand Duke Andre's arms and asked gently: "Dear, then what's the name of our baby?"

"How about Keral? Keral Etok!" Grand Duke Andre said loudly and proudly.

"What a good name, then...this is it?" Marci asked softly.

"That's it!" Grand Duke Andrei shouted loudly, and his roar like a lion made Marci frown and he kissed him: "Baby is still here, don't be so loud."

The Grand Duke Andre, who was already domineering and showing his aura, suddenly became so obedient that he smiled foolishly.
Chapter completed!