Chapter 227: You Have an Absolutely Pure Soul

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"Big brother, why do you keep a straight face?" asked Angelie curiously, her eyes wide. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Arthur replied impatiently, "Because there is nothing to laugh at." And. ā€

"And?"

"I'm on the alert. ā€

"Alert?" Angeline's big eyes blinked, "Alert what?"

"What?" Arthur's impatient expression escalated, "I'm a guard, so of course I'm on my toes. ā€

Little Lori's big eyes blinked again. She obviously didn't understand what Arthur was talking about, and she commented on Arthur: "Ah, what a weird brother. ā€

Arthur wanted to hit someone again.

He looked at Juliet with a sentence in his eyes: "Drag your child away!"

But instead of dragging her daughter away, Angelie grabbed Arthur's sleeve.

Arthur froze.

"You're Uncle Rick's bodyguard, so, are you better than him?"

Arthur felt something jump in his temple.

"Not strong. ā€

"Then why are you his bodyguard?"

"I don't know. ā€

"Why don't you know?"

"How do I know!?

The sudden shouting caught everyone's attention, and Arthur scratched his head irritably.

Juliet beckoned to Angelie: "Come here, Angelie, don't disturb the big brother to eat." ā€

Angelie blinked wide-eyed, and didn't forget to say when she ran away, "Blame brother." ā€

Arthur clenched his knife and fork.

He was sure that if he used a knife and fork as a weapon and threw it at such a distance, the knife or fork he threw would pierce the little girl's pink tutu with pinpoint precision into her back or ass.

But the attack ...... No, it doesn't. Arthur sighed helplessly.

"Of course you can't attack!" said Athous's inner voice loudly.

Arthur also replied in a heartfelt voice: "I know, of course I do." ā€

"Ah, Arthur doesn't like children, I just found out today. ā€

"I've never met this kind of child before, and that's why I just knew. Not all kids I don't like, though. ā€

"Oh, what kind of kid are you okay with?"

"Reason, judgment at all times, always knowing what you have to do. ā€

"Wow, that's not a child. ā€

"That's why I don't like most kids. ā€

"But children, I guess they have their own unique theories and judgments. In a sense, Arthur, you're a kid too. ā€

Arthur cut off a piece of beef and stuffed it into his mouth to chew.

He could still feel Angelie's big eyes looking at him.

"I'm not a child, and I'm not an old man. ā€

"Huh, why?"

"Because I'm not going to change. ā€

"Huh?"

"And I won't live to that time. ā€

After the meal, everyone went to the courtyard, where there were many flowers that Arthur could not name, yellow, creamy, purple, pink, etc., all blooming brightly.

Arthur hadn't seen a flower for a long time. He had just learned that there would be so many kinds of flowers blooming in a cold region like Ponto.

Juliet took Angeline to play in the courtyard, Jonathan stood outside the corridor, responding to Angeline's cries from time to time, Rick and Lawrence stood together, Arthur stood a meter away from Rick, and after seeing that Rick and Lawrence showed no signs of moving, he leaned against the upper column, clasped his chest with both hands, and bent his feet slightly, looking leisurely and relaxed.

Half of his vision is the courtyard, half of his vision is Rick and Lawrence.

Lawrence had a wine glass in his hand and took a sip from time to time.

Before starting the conversation, he whispered to Rick, "...... kid?"

Rick knew Arthur was close enough to hear Lawrence and him.

"Don't worry, no problem. He smiled.

Rick glanced back at Arthur, the corners of his mouth unconsciously rising slightly.

Listening to the conversation with Lawrence was the real purpose of Rick's asking Arthur to come along.

Lawrence took another sip of his wine.

"I really don't want to say it. ā€

"But that's why you're here in Ponto, isn't it. will come to Ponto in person, indicating that it has been ...... There's no way around it. ā€

"If there was even a 1 in 10,000 chance, I would try it, but there really isn't. ā€

They all looked at the mother and daughter playing in the courtyard.

Lawrence took a deep breath and said, "In three days, I received successive notices from the church and the court. They ask you to evacuate further away. ā€

"Farther away? How far is that? We've evacuated Ponto, can't we move to the snow?"

"In their eyes, it's no longer possible. ā€

"Where are they going to force us this time?"

"At least...... It's farther and farther than the great snowfields of Saimata......"

"Do you want to enter the snow-capped mountains that no one has explored?"

"I'm sorry, Rick. You know what they're proposing, oh, that's the only thing that will never change. ā€

"If you join the court or the church, the Golden Lion is no longer the Golden Lion, you know that. ā€

"The Prince of Leicester will go to war at any time and ascend to the throne by force, and the slightest disturbance in the palace will cause fear among the old fellows. In such a situation, the strength of the Golden Lion Regiment is extremely desired by any party, including the Prince of Leicester, and this pressure is also instructed by him. ā€

"How much time do we have?"

"Six months. ā€

"Only six months!?"

"They are only willing to give two months, it is because of my tough attitude that they are willing to delay, six months is already the limit. ā€

Rick slowly clenched his hand, then slowly let go.

"Rick, you know how much I look up to you, you are my teacher, my best friend, my loved one, I really ...... There's no way, I can't protect you anymore, I can't protect the Golden Lions anymore. I...... I'm sorry. ā€

Rick slowly turned his head to look at Lawrence, the corners of his mouth quickly raised, revealing a wry smile: "Don't do this, at least you didn't persuade me to join either side." ā€

"I've made you miserable. Lawrence immediately said, "How can you desecrate the free will of the Golden Lions again!? Everyone knows that you are an unrestrained golden lion, and I never want to see you locked in a cage, chained, and used as a tool for power and political struggle!"

Rick smiled again, this time still full of helplessness, but somewhat less bitter.

He slowly looked up at the sky, the sky was blue, the tip of his nose was the fragrance from the garden, and the girl's innocent laughter came to his ears, and in such a beautiful environment, the sword hanging in the darkness seemed to be a phantom.

But Rick knew that since he won the title of the Golden Lion, became famous all over the world, and formed the Golden Lion Regiment, this sword in the darkness has been with him.

Now this sharp sword is getting closer and closer to him.

Even so, he still wants to be a free lion and still wants to keep the free will of the Golden Lions.

Rick looked at Arthur.