Grand Duke's Mansion of Palmer.

Arthur saw the world once again, and His Majesty Stritch gave an entire hill south of the city to the Grand Duke of Palmer as a fief, and the Grand Duke's Mansion occupied almost half of the hill to the south, an area comparable to the Royal Academy of Blood.

The courtyards in the Grand Duke's Mansion are overlapping like a labyrinth, with different pavilions and pavilions, strange flowers and stones everywhere, and even Moral, who was born in a rich family since childhood, is dazzled.

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

As soon as Arthur and the others entered the house, a beautiful middle-aged woman led a little boy of seven or eight years old into a hurry.

The middle-aged woman entered the house and hugged Lucy, "I'm worried about death, are you okay?"

While Lucy and the middle-aged woman were recounting what had happened, the little boy first tilted his head to look at Arthur, and then plucked up the courage to slowly approach Arthur, "Brother Arthur, can I touch your sword?"

"Yes. Arthur untied the greatsword from his back and placed it in front of the little boy.

The little boy cautiously stretched out his hand to the sword, with a look of yearning and reverence.

Arthur himself may not have realized that the fight in the church made a deep impression on the young boy Nova, and since then Arthur has become his idol, and after entering the royal city, he pesters his father to learn martial arts, wanting to 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 anything to do with the Grand Duke's Palmer's mansion, so he got up to take his leave after a few simple words.

While the woman and Lucy were trying to hold on, the door was pushed open, and the middle-aged scribe who had seen her in the dilapidated church entered.

The middle-aged scribe was obviously stunned when he saw Arthur and Arnold, and his face immediately became gloomy, "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 several mercenaries on the street today, and they sent Lucy back. ”

The middle-aged scribe's face eased slightly, and he sighed lightly, "Meeting is fate, if you two encounter any difficulties in the royal city, you can come to me, but it's best not to come to the mansion, there are many people here." ”

"We won't be in contact with the Palmer family in the future, and now that Lucy has arrived home safely, let's go. Arthur bowed slightly, then got up and left.

From beginning to end, Arnold didn't say a word.

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

Only the little boy invited for some reason: "Brother Arthur, can you come to my house often in the future?"

The middle-aged scribe glared at the little boy fiercely, causing him to shrink his neck in fright.

Arthur, who had already walked to the door, suddenly stopped, "There is one more thing, the mercenaries I met today don't seem to be accidental drunken trouble, in short, it feels very strange, you should take 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 Palace, and Morar had separated from Arthur in front of the academy, and he was going home tonight.

Arthur and Arnold return to the Magic Tower alone.

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

"Do you have a place to go?"

Arnold didn't speak.

"If there's nowhere to go, just stay here. ”

Arnold bit his lip and said, "If I stay, sooner or later, it will hurt you." ”

"You're still thinking about this afternoon, I understand what he's doing from his point of view. In the face of survival, everyone has different choices, he chooses to dodge, but I choose to fight, you don't have to worry about affecting me, some things can be avoided if you don't want to. ”

Arthur patted Arnold on the shoulder heavily, "For the pursuit of the church, you can't hide for the rest of your life, sooner or later one day you have to stand in front of them openly, make them afraid, make them tremble, let them take a detour when they see you, I must be by your side at that time!"

"Arthur!" Arnold's eyes suddenly reddened, and he couldn't go on after only half of his words.

There are not too many words, and you may not have been in touch for a long time, but when you know that you are facing danger and difficulties, the one who still insists on standing with you is a friend!

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

A student of the magic department walked quickly from the front with his head bowed with his head down, as if he didn't notice Arthur and Arnold, who were parallel on the road, and bumped into Arthur's body.

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

Arthur turned sideways before the opponent crashed into him, giving way to the opponent, and Arthur was still sideways when the opponent collided headlong.

It was this early sideways movement that saved Arthur's life, and the dagger stabbed through the side of the heart.

The killer's movements were swift, and he pulled out with a single stab, and the second stab slashed Arthur's throat.

Arnold on the side witnessed the whole process, and in such a short time, he didn't even have time to tear the magic scroll, and when the killer's second stab came out, Arnold didn't even think about it, and instinctively turned around and used his body to block the sword light that was smearing Arthur.

With a thud, the dagger sliced through Arnold's magic robe, cutting a long wound in the back of his neck.

Arnold and Arthur both fell to the ground, and Arnold was still pressed against Arthur's body, protecting his body.

"Arnold, get out of the way!"

The killer followed with the third knife, because Arthur was completely protected by Arnold, and this one stabbed Arnold in the back of the heart.

Arthur pushed Arno away from his body, and the third knife that ran for Arno stabbed Arthur in the chest again, and this was the first time Arthur looked at the killer, it was a pair of cold, emotionless eyes.

Arthur struggled to raise a hand, and the magic scroll that slipped out of his cuff was ripped open, and a burst fireball blasted at the killer in front of him at close range.

Before the killer could raise his hand to cover his face, the fireball exploded on him.

The killer's fighting spirit exploded, using his fighting energy to resist the burning of the flames, and at the same time rolling quickly on the ground, enduring the pain of the fire during the whole process, and he didn't scream in pain.

When the killer rose from the ground again, a disguised magic robe was burned to shreds, and half of his face was charred black.

His gaze still did not fluctuate, and he would not stop until he killed Arthur completely, and picked up the dagger on the ground and pounced on Arthur again......