Arthur had a slight distraction in his eyes.

In addition to swordsmanship, Char taught him some methods of commanding armies, how to govern the country, and some sociological knowledge.

And the middle-aged man in front of him taught him something completely different from Char.

And at this moment, Arthur finally understood why Char put him here.

He seemed to be about to say something, but at that moment, the carriage stopped.

A moment later, the groom, named Polly, came to the window.

"Godfather, the road ahead has been cut off, and the carriage can't pass."

Hart was silent, while Arthur frowned slightly.

"Truncated?"

With the moment his words fell.

"Peng!"

A bullet broke through the window and passed between Arthur and Hart, spilling a lot of broken glass into the carriage and scratching Hart's face.

Arthur's eyes instantly became sharp, and he almost didn't hesitate, he directly pressed Hart's head and made him bow down with him.

"Bang bang bang!!"

Countless bullets from the right side hit the carriage, the door of the carriage was riddled with holes, and the sawdust hit the face with a burning pain.

However, the mafia behind them seemed to react and began to fight back against the attackers, so the rain of bullets did not last long.

Arthur opened the door on the left side and pulled Hart to hide under the carriage.

The groom, named Polly, was shivering by the wheels.

Next to the carriage behind him, Dan, Rogier and the others were using the carriage as a cover to fire at the attackers on the mountain.

In the midst of the hail of bullets, they saw Arthur and Hart coming out of the carriage, and they were relieved to see that Hart was safe and sound.

Then, under the cover of the fire of the rest of the bodyguards, he trotted over with his head down.

"Godfather, are you hurt?" Dan asked with concern.

"I'm fine." Hart said in a deep voice.

"Come with us, let's get out of here." Dan touched Hart's shoulder, ready to take him out of the firefight.

At this moment, Polly, who was about to follow them away, seemed to have discovered something, and he opened his eyes slightly and shouted in horror.

"Godfather, be careful!"

With that, he lunged straight at Hart.

"Peng!"

With a single gunshot, blood bloomed in Polly's back, and he blocked the near-certain shot for Hart.

But he also fell heavily to the ground, and fell in a pool of blood.

At this time, Dan and the others finally discovered that in the forest not far away, a group of black-clothed armed men were approaching this side under the cover of the bushes.

They were surrounded.

"Damn it!" Dan scolded bitterly.

"Sir."

At this moment, Arthur, who had come back from the corpse on the ground, spoke.

He looked at the approaching crowd not far away, and said with a cold look in his eyes, "You go back the way you came, and leave the rest to me." ”

"No way!" Hart turned his head and lowered his voice, "I promised Mr. Char that I would take care of you, and no matter what, you can't die." ”

Dan tries to pull Hart away, but finds that Hart is left where he is, and he looks at Arthur as if Arthur won't leave him.

"Godfather!" Dan couldn't help but say, "The fate of Mafia and Sasiri is all in your hands, you can't have an accident!" ”

"He controls the fate of more people in his hands!" Hart was also a little annoyed.

"Godfather," Rogier couldn't help but say, "if he wants to send you to death, it's up to him, you're the most important thing!" ”

Hart turned his head as if to say something.

But then, the group in the forest finally found an angle and fired several shots at Hart.

Dan's reaction was quick, and he hugged Hart in an attempt to use his body to fend off the gunfire.

Some of the bullets were clearly missed, but one of them pierced the air in an instant under Rogil's gaze, and it was about to hit Dan.

But the next moment.

"Bell!"

With the sound of metal clashing, a sharp sword struck Dan at some point.

The bullet struck the sword, and with the sound of metal clashes, it was split in two and splattered to the sides.

Looking at the long sword, it was Arthur who held the sword!

Hart also saw this scene, and his eyes opened slightly.

The next moment, Arthur also made a move.

The whole person rushed towards the group of killers like an arrow off the string.

The group of killers naturally didn't have any concerns, and they reacted quickly and shot at Arthur.

But then, under the shrunken pupils of the group of Mafia and the group of killers.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

In the midst of the sparks, Arthur swung his sword and slashed all the bullets that were about to hit him, and none of them could break through his sword.

Almost instantly, he came to the side of the group of killers, the sword light flashed, blood burst out, and the chest of one of the killers closest to him was instantly cut out of a huge gap, and he fell to the ground weakly.

When you're constantly at war with a humanoid creature that will never die, you lose your reverence for life.

Arthur has been training with the Headless Horseman in swordsmanship almost all these years, and no matter how he cuts him, he will be fine, so he does not have the slightest discomfort with killing, or slashing people.

His sword was steady, and without any hesitation, one killer after another fell with a wail, blood and sword light composing a symphony in the forest.

Soon, the group of killers was directly eliminated by Arthur, a thirteen-year-old boy, with one person and one sword.

Not even a drop of blood was stained on his body.

Dan, Rogier and the others all watched in distraction, and they looked at Arthur who was gradually walking towards them with an indescribably complex look.

Look at his thin arms and his immature body.

If it weren't for the corpses in that place, they didn't dare to imagine that such a pampered teenager would have such a terrifying fighting power.

At the same time, the gunmen on the hillside were also dealt with by the rest of Maffia, and the assassination seemed to have stopped.

But Hart knew that all this might be just the beginning.

"Who sent these killers?" Arthur asked, looking at the corpses.

"Who knows."

Hart stared at the ground at the groom named Polly who had just blocked a bullet for himself.

He's completely out of breath.

Hart's eyes twinkled with coldness.

"There are too many people in this world who want me to die.

The West French Empire, as well as the original upper class of the country. ”

"Why?" Arthur was a little puzzled, "You are just an organization that guards this town and protects others from bullying, why would anyone want to kill you?" ”

Hart said with a deep breath.

"In this world, resources and power are limited.

Therefore, when the upper echelons have allocated resources and power, they will naturally block the way for the lower echelons to reach the upper echelons.

They would not allow such an organization to stand on their footing.

They are afraid that we will take away their resources, their power. ”

Arthur gritted his teeth, "The empire is like this, those people are still thinking about fighting for their power, these damn moths!" ”

"Every country has such people, but it is undeniable that the fewer such people, the stronger the country." Hart looked at Arthur, his gaze wandering.

He looked at Polly's corpse on the ground, and after a moment of silence, he asked Dan beside him.

"Does Polly have a wife and children?"

Dan, who came to his senses, lowered his voice and said.

"No, but there is an old mother."

Hart sighed, "Set aside a pension for his mother, so that people can pay more attention to the elderly." ”

Dan lowered his head and replied, "Yes." ”

Hart sighed, "It's a world that's getting restless and restless......"

"See."

In the library under the castle, Char grabbed Alicia's hand and shared a clairvoyant perspective with her.

Everything Arthur went through was under their watchful eye.

"Hart can be a good teacher, he can teach him all the wisdom that the superior needs, so you don't have to worry."

Alicia looked at Hart quietly, "Three years ago, I had never even heard of this man's name, but three years later, he went straight from the owner of a breakfast shop to the leader of a transnational violent organization.

It's incredible. ”

She turned her head and looked at Char, "Is it because of you?" ”

"It's because of fate." Char said.

Alicia fell silent.

(End of chapter)