Justin and the Knights of Valour Page #6

Sorry!

Nyah, Nyah Nyah!...

Party pooper.

Impossible to work with these... these people.

Useless, foolishness!

That's what happens when you send three charlatans,

to do the work of... real soldiers.

If you hadn't appeared with that girl,

the whole plan would've been ruined.

Tomorrow finally my army will march

triumphantly into the throne room.

Who are they? What are they talking about?

Sir, when daddy pays up...

For a knight, you think too much about riches.

Ah, but of course! You must be one of those noblemen

who give away their booty to the needy.

That's it! There is this school

for little orphans, and...

and they can't eat.

Their little hands tremble so much that they can't

hold on to the food and... breaks your heart!

Now I remember.

Didn't we meet at the Battle of... Burntwood?

Oh, yea, yea! Of course. Now I remember.

- Hello, little ones.

- Uh, Justin...

Your lordship certainly lopped off

a few heads a day, heh?

What... swordsmanship!

Kill him.

Do you want an autograph or something?

Release the lady!

- You?

- You?

Hm?

I knew it!

Hey, you, henchmen, get them. And make it quick!

- I surrender.

- Stop! I have a sword.

And it is very sharp.

Coward!

Power and... You, half-wits, strike the pose.

Power and Style! Power and Style! Go on, lads.

The circus again. - Let's go for them.

Come on Skip!

Darling, a little more style in your poses, please.

You are a girl, after all.

Stylish hat.

You! Stop dreaming, you dunderhead!

Attack him!

- Yes.

- No.

- They will appear from the North.

- They will appear from the South.

- From the North.

- South.

Just a second.

I'm going to break it.

Don't pull my head... hair.

You shouldn't let him treat you that way!

Attack him!

Go on, idiot!

Sir, would you be so kind as to

lend me your weapon for a moment?

- Please.

- P-p-please?

Sorry, pony.

Where are the brake on this thing?

Thank you, kind sir.

You are welcome.

Little brat!

Good sword play, girl. But

you should watch your rear guard.

- Dunderhead, you.

- My thanks again.

- Not at all.

- You cretin!

- Hey, handsome.

- What?

Power and...

- Nice profile.

- Talia, are you okay?

Yes.

- Impressive!

- Sir Heraclio.

You don't know me, but I knew you

when you were very small, son.

The name is Justin. And I know

who you are and what you did.

You're blaming the wrong person for his death.

You and I want the same thing. Fight by my side.

What for? To steal the throne?

Because that's what you plan to do, isn't it?

Fine! If you don't join my army, you will face it.

- I wish you hadn't come.

- What?

No. I mean, I wish you weren't here.

Excuse me?

What I mean is, I don't want anything to happen to you.

- Shall we finish them off?

- Let's finish them off.

- The boy needs us.

- Yes, he does.

- I am one.

- Divide int more.

Creatures of flames, come out of your lair.

Answer my call, and help us all!

We did it!

Yeah!

That doesn't seem like a fair fight.

- Blucher.

- Looks like I'm just in time.

You two know each other?

Justin's a faster learner than you were, Heraclio.

And who exactly is going to stop us? You?

Maybe.

- Gustav!

- Gustav?

Ouch!

It's only a crocodile. Come back.

Alright, old man.

Just you and me, right here, right now.

- Getting old?

- Just cross swords with me

and you'll see.

Your bones never worked because of the humidity.

Even so, I managed well.

The brat escapes.

You got rusty in your beautiful Abbey.

I chose to stay in my kingdom instead of betraying it.

I wanted what was best for us.

You're lies don't work on me. I'll stop you!

It wasn't supposed to end like this.

No!

Finish me off, you madman.

We both know you like to kill knights.

- Blucher.

- It's just a scratch. I'll be fine.

- You finish the job, son.

- But I'm not sure, I...

You can do it.

Are you leaving already? Chicken!

As you wish.

- I always knew you were a freak.

- I don't fight women.

- A fraud.

- I love them.

- A phony.

- I'm just warming up.

So, the knight in shining armour

turned out to be the black knight.

Blucher obviously didn't teach you all his tricks.

Face it, you just don't have what it takes.

That's rich, coming from you.

Don't get comfortable, boy. The throne is mine.

Thanks, that also belongs to me.

Tomorrow this land will have a new king.

Who won't let anything get in his way.

You'll never sit on the throne.

My grandfather stopped you then and I'll stop you now.

Everything that's happened is all your father's fault.

You liar!

- That sword belongs to my family.

- So why don't you come and get it?

Very honourable.

You move well. Just like him.

Don't even think about mentioning his name.

Wait, wait!

I only want the return of the knights.

You and me are alike.

Join my cause. It's an honourable one.

There is no honour in seizing power by force.

- I would rather die.

- So be it.

You had your chance, but now it's over, boy.

Erratic child.

Your father ruined my life, and now I'll ruin his.

By killing you.

How sweet. You clung to your

grandfather's sword until the end.

But now it has to return to me.

And I will use it to kill your father.

- What?

- Never!

Blucher!

Oh no, oh no, no.

- No, please. Don't go.

- I found it.

These plants might help.

It must be put on the wound. Gently.

For this spell to work, I need the hand of a magician.

And the hand of a true knight.

- But, I'm not a knight.

- You are.

Please don't... Please don't die.

Oh no, oh no, no, no, please, don't go.

Too late.

Who was he?

He was my grandfather's...

He was... he was my friend.

- Don't bury me yet, laddie.

- Blucher!

You did it.

I knew you could.

What's taking him so long?

Now I know why.

Justin, you have shown courage,

kindness, and you saved the kingdom.

For this, you will receive the highest honour.

The title of knight.

But in order for it not to be illegal

we have one thing to do first.

The decree that bans knights must be overturned.

For this we need two signatures.

It is time to amend our mistake.

Son, he died in my arms.

What if by signing this law, I lose you too?

Wait!

My queen, I'm deeply grateful.

But I must respectfully decline this honour.

For my father's sake.

No. My son Justin is no longer a child.

If I didn't understand that, I'd really lose him.

Just as it should be.

Justin, do you accept

the heavy burden that knighthood entails,

and swear fidelity to your kingdom?

Carry this sword with strength

and prepare your heart for kindness.

Never use it to do harm or to offend,

but use it to defend what is good and just.

Receive these strikes and not others, in remembrance of

the oath that you have made.

Arise, Sir Justin!

I promised to dedicate my knighthood

to you, and I keep my word.

My triumph is also yours.

No, really, you shouldn't have.

Now, I'm free to my promise.

I don't know why I didn't realized it before.

Maybe you're too perfect as a friend

to think of you in any other way.

But Talia, would you do me the honour...

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