Justin and the Knights of Valour

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Welcome to the kingdom of Gabilonia,

once home of the bravest knights of all.

But, not anymore.

Ever since the knights were forced to leave the kingdom

and justice officers took their place,

we get a new law every day.

Article one. It is forbidden

to SHOUT in the streets.

- This bread is hard as a rock.

- "Hard as a rock."

- Are you saying this is yesterday's bread?

- "Yesterday's bread."

Yeah, rock hard, like your head.

Uh... "Like your 'ead."

Keep walking. Keep walking.

This is gonna cost you. Horseshoes are worn...

Illegal front lights.

- But officer...

- License and registration!

Identity papers and permits please.

For you and the horse.

But officer...

- Everything's just crazy.

- But I don't even know what

a "vacicatination" book is.

Sorry miss, we're going to have to impound the cat.

- No!

- This bread is rubbish.

Mr. Nicasio, may I?

Sparkles!

Hey, little girl, did they read you your rights?

But I don't even know what my rights is.

Quick, before he comes back.

This is where I live with my father.

Who happens to be the most important

lawyer in the kingdom.

I have a big exam to get into Law School soon

and I really should be studying, but... in truth...

"...in truth, it wasn't the first time he faced a dragon,"

but this time it was different. This was Gdraf,

the three headed dragon.

If any of the Knights of Valour

had a chance against it, it was.

"Sir Roland."

My grandfather!

Justin!

Your breakfast is getting cold.

Rise and shine. It's a truly splendid day.

Yes...

father.

Allow me master.

This came for you. They were enthusiastic to have you.

- But I thought there was an entry exam.

- Not for my son.

Law school will be the best years of your life

Treasure them...

- Hallowed halls where all great lawyers are born.

- Father, what if...

The long nights, studying under the stars...

- And soon your diploma will hang next to mine.

- Father...

What if... what if I didn't actually start this year?

Why not?

Because I... Because I don't want to be a lawyer.

- Hm?

- Yet.

Of course you do.

It's just it doesn't feel like the right fit for me.

- So what do you want to be?

- I've been thinking... Well...

- I want to be a knight.

- Sit down, please.

Knights are outlawed. You would be breaking the law.

And I would not let my son do that.

- Maybe the law is wrong.

- What?

Now listen, knights no long exist,

because we don't need them.

You will be twice the hero

when you learn the letter of the law.

Rather than the inarticulate ravings of the sword.

- Grandfather saved the kingdom.

- Justin, do not bring my father into this.

And he saved you. Sir Roland was...

Silence! Don't mention your grandfather again,

You understand?

But if being a knight was good enough for your father...

Enough!

You're going to Law School. And that's final.

- Justin, honey. What's wrong?

- I'm doomed.

Your father again.

You hungry?

FOR THE BRAVEST GRANDPA IN THE WHOLE WORLD

- Yes, I miss him too.

- I wish I'd known him better.

- No, thanks.

- I know, you'll make a terrible lawyer.

You're honest and not a very good liar.

And those wigs'll look awful on you.

I can't go. But I'll really hurt dad if I don't.

What should I do?

Follow me.

You've seen it a thousand times.

And you always look at it with the same foolish face.

- Hey.

- But now...

I want you to look at it carefully.

- Ever noticed something's missing?

- No.

- What am I looking for?

- Inspiration.

- You picked the wrong day for that.

- Oh, come on!

- Look harder.

- I can't see it.

Poppycock, of course you can.

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