Chapter 61 The shadow lingers

Arch ducal Palmer House.

Arthur finally saw the world again. His Majesty Stacey gave the entire hill south of the city to Archduke Palmer as a fief. The Grand Duke's mansion occupied almost half of the south slope of the hill, and the area was comparable to that of Blood Glory. Royal Academy.

The courtyards in the Grand Duke's Mansion are overlapping like a maze, with different pavilions and pavilions and strange flowers and rocks scattered all over the courtyard. Even Moral, who was born in a wealthy family since childhood, was dazzled.

Lucy led Arthur and others through the side door, and walked into a quiet courtyard on the outside.

As soon as Arthur and the others entered the house, a beautiful middle-aged woman hurried in with a seven or eight-year-old boy.

 The middle-aged woman came into the room and hugged Lucy, "I'm worried about you. Are you okay?"

While Lucy was telling the middle-aged woman what had happened, the little boy tilted his head and looked at Arthur for a while. After a while, he plucked up the courage to slowly approach Arthur, "Brother Arthur, can I touch your sword?" ?"

"Okay." Arthur took off the giant sword from his back and placed it in front of the little boy.

　　The little boy carefully stretched his hand towards the blade of the sword, with a look of yearning and reverence on his face.

Arthur himself may not realize that the fight in the church left a deep impression on the little boy Nova. From then on, Arthur became his idol. After entering the royal city, he pestered his father to practice martial arts, thinking that become a warrior like Arthur.

 After the middle-aged woman asked her daughter about the incident, she immediately thanked Arthur and Arnold and asked them in detail about their situation in the royal city.

Arthur didn't want to have any interaction with the Grand Duke Palmer, so he simply said a few words and stood up to leave.

While the woman and Lucy were trying their best to persuade him to stay, the door was pushed open, and the person who walked in was the middle-aged scribe whom he had seen in the dilapidated church.

 The middle-aged scribe was obviously taken aback when he saw Arthur and Arnold, and his face immediately darkened, "After that incident, I don't want to have any contact with you anymore."

Lucy immediately pouted unhappily, and the middle-aged woman quickly explained: "Lucy was harassed by some mercenaries on the street today, and they sent Lucy back."

The middle-aged scribe's expression eased slightly, and he sighed softly, "We are destined to meet each other. If you two encounter any difficulties in the royal city, you can come to me, but it is best not to come to the house. There are many people here."

"We will not contact the Palmer family in the future. Since Lucy has arrived home safely, let's go." Arthur stood up and left after giving a slight salute.

 Arno didn't say a word from beginning to end.

Lucy felt aggrieved and wanted to cry. The middle-aged woman looked at the man with angry eyes, but she didn't know what to say.

 Only the little boy invited without knowing why: "Brother Arthur, would you like to come to my house to play more often in the future?"

　　The middle-aged scribe glared at the little boy fiercely, making him shrink back in fright.

Arthur, who had reached the door, suddenly stopped and said, "One more thing. The few mercenaries I met today didn't seem to be drunk and causing trouble by accident. Anyway, it feels weird. You should take more care of yourself in the future."

The middle-aged scribe was stunned for a moment, and his forehead began to sweat inexplicably.

It was already dark when the three of them came out of the Grand Duke's Mansion. Moral separated from Arthur in front of the college. He was planning to go home tonight.

 Arthur and Arnold returned to the Magic Tower alone.

"Arthur, I'll be leaving in a while." Arnold, who had been silent all the way, suddenly spoke.

 "Do you have somewhere to go?"

 Arnaud said nothing.

 "If you have nowhere to go, just stay here and stay calm."

 Arno bit his lip and said, "Sooner or later I will get you into trouble if I stay."

"You are still thinking about what happened this afternoon. From his point of view, I understand his approach. When facing survival, everyone has different choices. He chose to avoid, but I chose to fight. You don't have to worry about complicating me. Some things are not You can hide if you want."

Arthur patted Arnold's shoulder heavily, "You can't hide from the church's pursuit all your life. Sooner or later, you have to stand in front of them openly, make them afraid, make them tremble, and let them see you. Just take a detour, I will definitely be by your side then!"

 "Arthur!" Arnold's eye circles suddenly turned red, and he could not continue speaking until he was halfway through his words.

 There are not too many words, and maybe we haven't contacted each other for a long time, but when we know that you are facing dangers and difficulties, and still insist on choosing to stand with you, you are your friends!

"Let's go, in order to become a powerful magician, we will continue our practice tonight." Arthur said and put his arm around Arnold's shoulder.

A student from the magic department walked quickly from the front with his head lowered and holding two thick magic books. He seemed not to notice Arthur and Arnold walking side by side on the road, and bumped into Arthur.

The moment the two sides collided, a sharp dagger stabbed out from under the magic book like lightning, easily piercing the military uniform and piercing Arthur's chest.

Arthur was turning aside before the opponent hit him, giving way to the opponent. When the opponent bumped into him, Arthur was still turning sideways.

It was this action of turning sideways in advance that saved Arthur's life. The dagger pierced through the side of the heart.

 The killer's movements were extremely swift, and he pulled out the sword immediately, and the second knife was smeared towards Arthur's throat.

Arnold on the side witnessed the whole process. In such a short time, he didn't even have time to tear open the magic scroll. When the killer stabbed out the second knife, Arnold turned around instinctively and used his own knife without thinking. The body blocked the sword light directed at Arthur.

With a stabbing sound, the dagger cut open Arnold's magic robe and cut a long wound on the back of his neck.

 Arnaud and Arthur both fell to the ground, Arnold was still pressing on Arthur, protecting his body.

 "Arnold, get out of the way!"

The killer's third knife followed shortly after, because Arthur was completely protected by Arnold, and this knife stabbed Arnold directly in the back of the heart.

Arthur pushed Arnold away from his body, and the third knife that went towards Arnold stabbed into Arthur's chest again. This was the first time Arthur and the killer looked at each other, those eyes were cold and without a trace of emotion. s eyes.

Arthur raised a hand with great effort, and the magic scroll that slipped out of his sleeve was torn open, and a bursting fireball hit the killer in front of him at close range.

 The killer only had time to raise his hands to cover his face before the fireball exploded on him.

The killer's fighting spirit exploded, and he used his fighting spirit to resist the burning of the flames. At the same time, he rolled quickly on the ground. During the whole process, he endured the burning pain and did not even cry out in pain.

When the killer stood up from the ground again, his disguised magic robe was burned to tatters, and half of his face was burned black.

His eyes still did not waver at all, and he would not give up until Arthur was completely killed. He picked up the dagger on the ground and rushed towards Arthur again...