Chapter 202 Fire Weaving
"Tell me what happened in the royal capital first?"
Arthur asked, looking at the two sitting across from him.
General Lan sighed.
"Lord Earl, the royal capital already knows the situation here, and an ancient demigod is not something that one person and one army can contend with. The four knights of the church found several crown princes, and the demand was that the church defeated the demigods and then the whole of Rhodesia would be under the administration of the church. β
Arthur looked at the secret report on the table that showed the route of the church in the past few days, and the matter was not too bad, if he defeated the demigod church, his calculation would be in vain.
"I see, that's fine. β
Date glanced at Arthur, and although she had recognized Arthur's actions in her heart, it was hard to forget some of the unpleasantness of the past. At least if you want to take the initiative to admit your mistakes, it should be Arthur, as a noble gentleman, who should let the noble lady go.
The little abacus was clanging, but Arthur didn't care what she thought.
For half a day, Arthur had been chatting with General Lan about military affairs and ignoring Date on the side.
With a thud, Date slammed the teacup on the table and snorted coldly.
After all, General Lan is nearly middle-aged, and these things are quite clear, and he glanced at Arthur and glanced at Ida, which means that this is at least the person who is the eldest princess, and is also the deputy head of the Knights of the Rose, Arthur should pay a little attention.
Arthur glanced at the table and said distressedly.
"My table, if Miss Date is fine, you can go out first, I have some military affairs to discuss with General Lan, anyway, you are here to be messed up. β
This sentence was so powerful that it almost choked Date to death.
General Lan next to him couldn't cry or laugh, what is the trouble, Earl Arthur shouldn't not understand what he means?
Date angrily stood up from her chair, her cheeks bulging slightly, her eyes were red, and her lungs were about to explode.
Heartway. Okay, you old hat, you have to wait, Miss Ben, sooner or later I will ask you to apologize to me.
"Arthur, you..."
Date pointed at Arthur for a long time, and she didn't know what to say, Arthur is now an earl, not the original baron, and she has changed many things during this time, and it is difficult for her to adapt. I didn't know what to say for a while, so I turned around and shook Ida and General Lan off the door with a hygienic eye.
"Lord Earl, thisβ" General Lan sat in his place at a loss.
Arthur waved his hand lightly to calm him down a little, and then refilled General Lan with a cup of black tea.
"I have something to ask you for alone, here is a secret letter to the princes, Rhodesia belongs to Fallin and will not change in the future. β
Arthur finished pulling out a secret letter from under the table and handing it to General Lan.
General Lan took the secret letter from Arthur's hand, which was sealed with fire paint and Arthur's family crest.
"My lord, why can't Date know about this? She..."
Arthur got up and glanced out the window, and said with his back to General Lan.
"It's not that you can't let her know, but because there are so many people, and you came here to see how many refugees there are outside Rhodesia, and if my estimate is correct, you will be ambushed when you go back. β
"You..."
"Don't ask about the specifics, only you know about it. β
General Lan left the study with Arthur's secret letter, and Arthur stayed at the study window for almost a prayer, and then the maid called out to Arthur that the woman was awake and asked Arthur to come and have a look.
When he walked to the room, the woman was standing opposite Arthur in a very simple outfit.
Morgan stood beside the bed and nodded to Arthur.
"She doesn't have a name yet, she mainly has the ability to control fire with the flame demon pattern, and the details will not be known until later. β
Arthur glanced up and down at the blood-colored slave, with long red hair, sky-blue eyes, delicate facial features, and no flaws that could be picked out.
No matter what Arthur thought of her, she never frowned or was displeased. If there is no emotion, then there is no emotion.
Arthur glanced down at the floor and asked tentatively.
"If I make a contract now, will she resist?"
Morgan shook his head slowly, gesturing at the slave.
"You see the way she looks now, she has no master now, and even if you kill her now, she won't resist. β
Arthur nodded slightly, slowly stretched out his right hand, and the imperial authority suddenly shone up, and a magic array was engraved on the slave's forehead and finally gradually disappeared. The woman never moved.
The contract is complete, and the slave falls to one knee.
"Host!!" is a flat voice, but it is pleasant.
"Let's go, let's have a fight, I'll see what you're capable of. Arthur said to the slaves.
Arthur glanced at Morgan, and with a wave of his hand, the three of them teleported out of the small town of Clercus to the area where Gawain had blown up.
"Find her a weapon!" Arthur said softly to Morgan.
Morgan nodded slightly, and pulled out two red short stabbing guns from the space, the front of this gun is similar to the battlefield javelin but divided into 5 sides, the spear is stabbed and then pulled out, the wound is difficult to heal, and the slightest focus will inevitably bleed to death.
The newly familiar slave didn't have a flat face, and Morgan handed her the weapon, and he tossed it with his hand, feeling quite handy.
"Master, please be careful. β
"Nope..."
As soon as Arthur said a word, a red light flashed in front of him, and Arthur's eyes flashed with golden light and hurriedly flashed sideways. It was about 5 meters opposite Arthur just now, and the next moment it had appeared 5 meters behind Arthur, and he had just completed a high-speed impact in just a moment.
Arthur glanced at Morgan, who frowned slightly, obviously this situation was also unexpected by her.
Arthur took a deep breath and drew the demonic sword in his hand, the Wind King's enchantment wrapped the sword to hide its form, but the slave on the opposite side also had flames in his hands and wrapped the two bayonets.
"Fire enchantment. Morgan whispered.
In an instant, the air was filled with the shadow of Arthur and the slave fighting, the two of them moved at high speed at the same time, sparks splashed everywhere, Arthur's swift wind footwork was extremely fast, but no matter what direction Arthur attacked from, the slave on the opposite side could be perfectly resolved.
The two played in this area for about 10 minutes, and no one could help anyone.
With a bang, the two suddenly separated and each took dozens of steps back, Arthur took two deep breaths, but the woman opposite was not panting, as flat as at the beginning.
People are mentally tired, but slaves are no longer human beings, and there is no tiredness and fear.
"Don't have enough of it. β
Morgan stopped the second confrontation between the two, and it seemed to her that nothing good would come of it if it went on, and even if Arthur didn't take the holy sword, it would be too difficult to win.
Arthur smiled wryly, what is this, he tried his best to not even catch the corner of the opposite clothes, he was so tired that he didn't want to, and the other party was breathless.
"From today onwards, your name is Hoori, follow me for the time being. β
From this moment on, the excavated blood-colored slave had an official name, Fireweave, and Arthur did not know that in the future, this woman would become the woman who followed him the longest from this moment, and life and death would not be separated.