Justin and the Knights of Valour Page #4

Follow me lad. We've many things to do today.

I want you to visit a very special place.

You're going to see something that very few have seen.

Come on.

Welcome to the Hall of Heroes.

The Knights of Valour - Indeed.

Each unique and one of a kind.

- Each the essence of altruism and courage.

- This is incredible.

Sir Grower, Sir Aglif,

Sir Gladolvin.

And this one?

Someone who no longer deserves to be here.

- Sir Heraclio.

- Your grandfather's murderer.

The reason my father despises knights.

Things are never that simple.

No one's ever told me what really happened.

That's why you're here.

Follow me.

There he is, the last of us. My best friend.

Sir Roland, your grandfather.

The greatest knight, the Kingdom has ever known.

Now, do you have that key your granny gave you?

- The key, laddie!

- Oh... Um... Yes.

Where is the sword? What does this mean?

It means that your quest is just beginning.

- You know where it is, don't you?

- Of course I do.

Let me tell you a tale. The true tale

of your grandfather and his sword.

When we the defended the walls of Rhull,

our King died.

And the Queen was left alone, heartbroken

and too troubled to govern.

Your father decided that

rather than follow Sir Roland's steps.

He wanted to be a lawyer.

And the Queen relied on him to help her rule the kingdom.

But every change brings more change.

Oaths and deeds invaded every part of our lives.

The Queen believed this would bring an end

to the kind of fighting that had killed her King.

So, ignoring her heart she signed that fateful decree

and outlawed knights.

All of them obeyed, save one.

Sir Heraclio accused the queen, of being weak,

and the lawyers, of usurping her power.

He lunged toward the Queen and Reginald.

And that is how two knights,

who had once been comrades in arms

fought to the death.

Sir Roland disarmed Heraclio.

He had the opportunity to kill him. But he hesitated.

And so Sir Roland's sword was stained with his own blood.

The most noble hero, that this land had ever known,

paid the highest price

to save his son and his Kingdom.

And the rest is History.

So, Heraclio has the sword. Then I'll find him.

Easy, laddie. First you have to be prepared.

He's a great fighter. And you're a scrawny little runt.

He'll chew you up and he'll spit you out.

- And?..

- I like you spirit. Come on!

We got work to do.

Good!

Sire, I've got a plan to get more gold.

Lord Brazenhead, is the richest man in the land.

He's throwing a party for his daughter, Miss Lara.

No expense spared. All the town

cryers are shouting about it.

- Loads of money, in a single job.

- It's a piece of cake.

And besides, I'll get to meet her.

She's divine. Some people just are born stylish.

You!

- Me?

- Come here!

Let me demonstrate. When I say thrust,

I don't mean point or reach.

I mean THRUST!

Now, let's try again.

And you, do whatever you

need to do, to initiate the plan.

I have to admit, Justin is

doing better than I thought he would.

He has a good teacher.

Get off, your stupid bird.

It's weird. The next move isn't due for another 3 weeks.

Oh dear me, our brothers in the north have seen Heraclio.

We thought this might happen but not so soon.

Clever. The loyal knights are gone

and the kingdom is undefended.

- Who's going to stop him?

- I will go. And stop him.

- Blucher, you're too old.

- Balderdash! I can do it.

And the boy could help me. He's ready.

He's not ready. It's too soon.

Heraclio will eat him for breakfast and you know it.

Remember Roland?

So, what do we do? Go out and look for knights?

Of course not. It's too late.

Let's try. See if he's ready.

We'll do it. But listen, if he fails, he'll return home.

I will not put his life in danger.

Justin, now we'll see how much you've learned.

For this test we chose a classic, a dragon.

In the absence of magical creatures,

meet Gustav!

You must hit weakest part with your lance.

I'm so scared!

You will be.

Banzai!

Prepare to be barbecued!

Not that!

No, no, no!

Yes! 629.100:
53:20,560... 00:53:22,550

He has to go. He has to go.

I'll kill-ya! I'll kill-ya!

Braulio, your vow of patience.

I told you, I'm gonna kill him!

Justin?

- Justin.

- Oh!

He's not breathing.

Where is it?

Thank goodness.

This was a mistake.

One needs many important qualities to be a knight.

And I'm sorry, but you just don't have them.

Your destiny isn't here.

Return to your father. The line of Roland ends here.

Do you want to say anything?

Wait!

I believe you've a strong heart.

And that can get you into deep trouble, lad.

- You're going to need this.

- No, I can't.

- It's yours.

- No arguments.

- I didn't come here to eat pie.

- It's rhubarb. It used to be your favourite.

- Why didn't you stop him?

- Why didn't we stop you,

when you started making rules for everything.

Rules that makes people unhappy.

Those rules make all of us equal.

And help us to live with each other.

Those rules say what is just!

Sometimes justice and the law are not the same thing.

Maybe your son understands, something you don't.

He's just a child playing children's games.

I will not allow my son to be

a sad imitation of those pathetic knights.

Don't you ever talk like that again.

Your father was one of them.

He would be ashamed to know how pig-headed

and narrow minded his son has become.

Talk with your son. No, better yet, listen to your son.

- How? He is not here.

- If you knew your son,

you would know that there is something

he wouldn't miss for the world.

Lara's party.

No, we didn't fill that form A38, whatever that is.

If you want to, you can wait for the owner.

But let me do my job.

Of course, I'll wait.

I already told you...

- Justin!

- Sorry, didn't mean to startle you.

- So, are you a knight now?

- I failed. Flunked.

- They're fools.

- Well, at least I tried.

Yes, and I admire that you did.

- Service, over here!

- Hey, listen up!

- Our distinguished guest is thirsty.

- Yes, I'm coming.

- Good grief!

- Who's he?

If you ask him, he's every girl's

knight in shining armour.

If you ask me, he's a fraud.

Clo... rex. The mark of Clorex.

A knight who asks for money

to sign his name is a false knight.

Another beer, waitress. Do you want

me to write you a pretty ditty?

No, but I've got one for you.

You think you're quite witty And ever so pretty.

But you drive me berserk, Cause you're such a j...

Apologize to Sir Clorex Immediately.

Kneel and beg for forgiveness.

Hey, leave her alone.

Nah, don't worry, my boys will take care of him.

- Okay.

- Nice to see you again.

I've got this. Amazing what a little practice can do.

No, we've got this.

- Thanks for the stick.

- That's not a stick.

This is a stick.

Yoohoo! You want me to supersize that for you?

Okay, supersize it is.

Oh, dear!

You'rrrrrrrrrrrre...

Fired?... No, I quit.

- Good night.

- Good night.

- Ready.

- Wow! That looks better.

Great, I can't pay the rent, but at least I look better.

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