After looking at Nayin and Werther, Arthur pursed his lips in thought. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Can it really be that simple? A simple exchange of interests? Arthur thought of the Moby Dick Chamber of Commerce, of his mission.

You can get information about the contractor and the spirit shadow in the Spirit Riding Academy, and you may be able to get clues about the black-haired spirit shadow, and it is even possible that the black-haired spirit shadow is in the Spirit Control Courtyard. This was the main speculation at the time.

This is indeed an option that is at least acceptable.

But Arthur looked at Rod, at the giant who had returned to his composure, as if he had not been able to stand obediently, and then at the light brown eyes, his heart was inexplicably resistant.

"That sounds good, but I need to think about the time, after all, I'm not alone, and I can't call the shots for my shadow. ”

Rod wanted to laugh, but he couldn't help it, he understood this kind of impossible words for the contractor to say as the result of the little hairy boy not understanding anything.

"Is this your delaying tactic?"

Arthur laughed: "Let's be honest with you, I'm not interested in that spiritual house, but you say it so badly, I don't want to completely cut off the possibility." So you let us go, maybe one day I'll report to the Soul Riding Academy. Of course, don't take anything away, let us go, how?"

Rhodes raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "Greed is the source of calamity. ”

"Hey, you wanted me to enter the Spirit Courtyard, and I didn't take the initiative to think about it. If we really want to fight, even if we lose in the end, we must hold something to accompany the funeral!"

Arthur smiled evilly, and turned his head deliberately exaggeratedly, looking at the badly damaged Sean Library and the houses facing the street.

"It's tiring to be a priest, but there are so many more things to protect than travelers like us. ”

Rod squinted again: "Boy, report your name." ”

"Hey, did you say I'm going to report it? Who ordered it?"

"As a contractor, it's good to have a tough personality, but don't lose your life because of a tough personality. With a smile, Rod turned his eyes to Nayin, "Otherwise, it would be a pity." ”

Arthur frowned: "My life is hard, you don't have to worry about it." ”

When Arthur responded to Rod, Naine was a little frightened by those light brown eyes, and she could feel what the owner of those eyes was saying to her. The girl's hand on her chest was clenched subconsciously.

Rhodes stood in front of the door of the library, still clasping his hands in front of his waist and abdomen, his stomach deliberately straightening slightly, and his center of gravity leaning forward, as if to unload excess strength to maintain his ease, so that his back tended to a semi-circular arc. This curvature is matched with the purple and black color of the luxurious robe, giving people a feeling of heaviness and incredible reverence.

Rod watched as Arthur put his sword back into its sheath and stared at himself step by step, the diminutive boy extending his arms and shielding his two companions behind him.

Rhodes saw anger hidden in his dark eyes. Why? Rod didn't understand, he let them go without any conditions, why was the boy still dissatisfied? With such an expression, anger and unwillingness that could not be completely hidden, he was still a child. That kind of vigilance, like a wounded beast beware of cunning humans, refuses all approach.

There must be a chance to meet again, Rod firmly believes and is curious, the owner of the dual-attribute spirit shadow, an innocent young swordsman, when they meet again, how much will he be changed by this world, and how many traces of his own will remain?

Oh, you haven't left my sight yet, but I'm already looking forward to seeing you again, so try to live as long as you can, and then die in the way that suits you best.

Not long after Rhodes saw the three disappear, soldiers and church guards rushed over. Rhodes directed them to repair the library and the streets, and everything was carried out in an orderly manner under his command.

Philip found Rod's necklace among the mess of earth and stone, and he bent down to pick up the broken necklace, his thick fingers brushing the dust off it as gently as possible, allowing the sterling silver texture of the necklace to regain its color in the moonlight. Holding the necklace in both hands, Philip walked behind his master, who was communicating with the captain, and held it up slowly, even carefully.

"That's the rough way, I'll report to the commander myself tomorrow. ”

"No, no, no, how dare you bother to come in person, I already know the details, and I will explain it to the commander. I'm really sorry that this happened to you. The captain kept bowing his head to Rod, cursing his subordinates who were still asleep.

"It's also my carelessness, I thought it was just an ordinary thief so I came alone, if I knew that the other party was a contractor, I would have reported it when the circle was triggered, maybe it wouldn't have caused the current result. Rod didn't look away, he reached out directly, took the necklace from Philip's broad palm, wrapped it a few times, and stuffed it into his coat pocket, and continued, "Fortunately, there were no casualties, otherwise I would have asked God for punishment." ”

"Come, all stand!" the vice-captain brought over the guards who were patrolling the various floors of the library, and the six of them were so frightened that as soon as they saw Rhodes they quickly jumped up and fell to their knees, curled up, their faces full of awe and guilt, and kept shouting words like asking for forgiveness.

"You bastards, cowards, you don't deserve to be soldiers anymore for putting your lord in danger!

Raising his hand to stop the captain, Rhodes walked up to those people, bent down to help them up, and smiled: "You have done nothing wrong, ordinary people participating in the battle between contractors will only become a drag, this is my consistent education, your decision is correct." Captain, they shouldn't be punished, they should be rewarded. They made the right analysis, preserved their strength, called in reinforcements, and they were not wrong at all. ”

The six guards wept in gratitude, and once again they prostrate themselves on the ground, pulling up the long hem of their robes and kissing them incessantly. The captain immediately changed his expression when he heard Rod's words, and he bent down, with the care of his superiors on his face, and patted the shoulders of the six guards one by one, and said reassuring words in his mouth.

The candle flame in the church flickered slightly because of the air that blew in after the door was opened, and soon calmed down when the door closed.

Rhodes took out a candle from the candle box at the door, walked to the statue of Yemira, the representative of wisdom, among the twelve saints of God, lit the candle in the statue's hands, and walked slowly to the front of the church.

The statues on both sides of the passage and the many candles on the lamps elongate his figure and reflect it on the red carpet, as if it extends infinitely. The people who followed him kept their heads bowed respectfully, not daring to get too close, but they didn't want to stay away either.

The distance between the two seemed to make the man behind him very entangled.

The man looked at the long shadow cast by the back of the robe, and the urge to cross some invisible boundary swelled in his heart.