Chapter Sixty-Six: Iron Strikes Need "Hard Fists"

Two days later, in the early morning, the sun was shining, and there was still a trace of warmth on the body.

Occasionally, a cool autumn breeze blows, bringing a refreshing feeling of refreshment.

There is no scorching summer or cold winter, and such a comfortable morning is perfect for traveling.

After two days of recovery, Lance was able to get out of bed and walk.

Although he was still very weak, he still made it to the door of the tavern with Ike's support to bid farewell to Mithranda, Aranda, and Teklin.

Looking at the direction in which the backs of the three disappeared, Lance's eyes showed a bit of vicissitudes and loneliness that did not match their age.

The sunlight shone brightly on Lance's golden hair, as if there was an untouchable feeling in between.

And his somewhat pale face made him, who was already handsome, look more distressingly beautiful.

Ike looked at the partner he had grown up with, a little blankly, and felt a little strange at the moment.

"Lance, let's go back. ”

"No, Ike, let's go out for a walk. ”

Lance's words were a little less casual than before, but they were more deep and steady.

Ike didn't refuse, and he walked out of the town of Lucerne with Lance.

The leaves of the trees have not yet turned yellow, but they are still lush, and occasionally a few leaves are blown down by the breeze and flutter in the air.

Some sporadic sunlight shines through the gaps between the treetops, dappled with light and shadow, and has an indescribable pleasant feeling.

Lance and Ike walked slowly through a small grove not far from the town, where the air was fresh and rarely crowded.

It seems that Lance has something to say to Ike.

"Ike, in the tavern, I always have a feeling of being watched by voyeurs, but I went carefully to probe the source of the peeping, but I couldn't find it, and after walking out of the tavern today, I found that this strange feeling disappeared. ”

"Watched by a voyeur?"

Ike asked, somewhat surprised.

"Yes, I've been feeling this way since I woke up, I thought it was the after-effects of the injury at first, and it wasn't until this morning that I was sure that this feeling was only present in the tavern. ”

"So what are we going to do? Do you want to leave the tavern now?"

"No, Ike, let's not talk about my current physical condition, if the other party has any conspiracy, we will be startled if we leave rashly, so as long as there is no danger during this time, we should not find out anything, but if there are secrets about us, don't mention them again. ”

Lance said, gesturing at the pendant on Ike's chest.

During the days when Lance was unconscious, Mithlanda had discovered Ike's magical pendant during a conversation and had accurately told the legend about the Emerald Falcon.

In fact, it is not appropriate to say that it is a legend, because the Emerald Falcon is real, and there is an adult Emerald Falcon in the royal family of the Northern Kingdom.

It's just that Ike's one is very special, it exists in the form of a spirit.

It is unknown why Ike was able to unleash it suddenly during the battle with Eliphas.

At that time, he just wanted to gain the strength to save Teklin.

Then he only felt a flash of green light in his chest, and the strength of his whole body was instantly drained, and then he fell into a coma because of weakness.

"Uncle Mithranda has also told me that this magical pendant contains unimaginable power, and that I should not reveal my secrets until I have fully grasped it. ”

Ikmo rubbed his somewhat embarrassed beard and said thoughtfully.

"Well, Uncle Mislanda said that to you, too?"

Lance asked rhetorically, frowning.

"yes, what's wrong? Why do you use 'also'? Did Uncle Mislanda say something to you?"

"Yes, he said something similar to me, presumably the secret of the sword and the magic pendant of Sohana will cause great trouble if it is revealed. ”

"Well, Lance, did you notice that our adventure was very strange? It was like it was arranged......

"Yes, especially the oddities in Orlando. I've had a good look at the whole adventure in the past two days, and some of it is far-fetched, or it just doesn't make sense, but Della seems to be a variable that hasn't been calculated, and if it weren't for Dra, I'm afraid we'd all ......."

Lance analyzed with some trepidation.

Indeed, if it weren't for Dera, I'm afraid they wouldn't even have had a chance to resist.

As far as Idar's strength is concerned, it is definitely not something that their group of martial cultivators who are not yet at the high level can deal with.

"Lance, no matter what, the most important thing is to improve our strength first, only when we are strong, no matter what the conspiracy is, we can calmly deal with it. ”

As he said this, Ike puffed up his chest and placed his right hand slightly on his elbow in front of his chest, looking extremely confident.

Lance looked at Ike in some surprise, when would this guy be able to say such a reasonable thing?

Ike, who was a little unnatural by Lance's surprised eyes, rubbed his bare head with his rough hand and said honestly, "That...... That one...... You still need hard fists to strike iron!hehehe......"

Ike's voice grew quieter and quieter, and he seemed to be speaking more and more unconfidently.

"What? You used to fight with Uncle Bernie with your fists?"

Lance was stunned again, and said with some surprise.

This can't be learned from Tecklin, right?

Ike, who was already unconfident, was a little embarrassed by Lance's voice.

This time, he rubbed his bare head with both hands, and his honest appearance was exactly the same as when he was a child.

"Ike, to be honest, did that Teklin teach you......? Alas......"

Lance shook his head with his hands behind his back, looking angry.

While the two were talking, they had unconsciously walked back to the door of the tavern.

Today's weather is very good, although it is almost noon, but the temperature is very comfortable.

On the idyllic streets, the townspeople walk by from time to time.

Some of them are either out of town to do farm work, and some are wandering around.

Occasionally, three or two children frolicked through the streets, leaving behind a silvery bell-like laughter.

The town, which has been haunted by the autumn rain for a long time, has a rare bit of smart vitality.

Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves rumbling from a distance broke the peaceful and quiet picture.

Lance and Ike, who were about to go back to the tavern for lunch, stopped.

Following the prestige, more than twenty handsome knights in bright silver armor entered the town with billowing smoke and dust.