"Uncle Yule, you are really a talent." Arthur raised his thumbs up and praised.
Javier and he disguised themselves and went north to look for Cyril and his son John. After nearly twenty days, they finally found them.
Needless to say, it took many hardships and twists and turns, but I finally found it.
Looking at the tired look on Javier's face, we knew it was definitely not easy.
Yule confirmed that they were hiding in a farm near the Beauty Market and were protected by a group of gamblers.
Because there were so many of them, Jules and Javier had to come back to add more troops.
Arthur guessed that Cyril and his son were actually detained by gamblers.
I just don’t know the gamblers, they don’t know that they have a huge sum of seven hundred gold dragons.
This matter must be resolved quickly, otherwise Master Spinach will not be able to hold on to the money.
Cyril and John were found by then, but Arthur's money was gone, so that was not good.
"You order five elite soldiers with strong skills and strong martial arts, and we will set off immediately." Arthur ordered to Javier.
Javier was ordered to leave.
Yule looked at Arthur eagerly, with a childlike look on his face.
"Don't worry, I won't miss your armor, but I can't buy it now. When we have time in the future, let's go to King's Landing to pick out a set, and give me a whole big sword and a bigger hammer." Arthur said this.
Yule glanced at his nephew, said nothing, and walked away angrily.
Arthur definitely didn't mean that it would be guaranteed next time, but he really couldn't buy it now.
If armor could be purchased in a rural town like Beauty Market, then the entire continent of Westeros would not be far from chaos.
After some preparations, the eight people set off and rode towards their destination.
…
Looking at the white-haired old man sitting in the corner in front of him with a dagger stuck in his belly, Arthur felt a little pitiful for him.
After an afternoon and half a night of galloping, they arrived at the farm.
Coincidentally, all the gamblers were out having fun.
Unfortunately, Cyril had already been stabbed with a dagger and was waiting for help, and not a single copper plate was found in the entire farm.
"Where is your son John? Where is my money? Tell me quickly." Arthur shouted sharply.
But pity is just an idea. The lost golden dragon is real. The original owner probably died because of Cyril. Of course he will not be merciful.
The light of the torch reflected the solidified blood on the ground. The old man slowly opened his eyes, saw Arthur and the soldiers behind him, and said feebly: "It's you, little sir."
Since Cyril lived through two generations of Arthur's father and Arthur, he called Arthur the little adult to distinguish the father and son.
"You are still using honorifics now, are you trying to win sympathy? Don't think I will forgive you." Of course Arthur did not accept this trick.
He is a cruel and ruthless person, and he will strike hard when dealing with extremely evil servants.
"I'm sorry, um..." He pressed on his wound and tried to stop the bleeding, although he knew it was in vain.
"I'm really sorry for stealing your money. I was in a daze when I took the poison. I shouldn't have done this. I shouldn't have done it." Cyril admitted some things intermittently.
But Arthur didn't want to hear this at all, "Where is my money, my golden dragon? Tell me quickly."
"It was taken away by John, and he used it to gamble." Cyril didn't know whether it was regret or pain, but he looked bad anyway.
"Look, don't I give him another sword?" Arthur asked Javier beside him.
"I don't think so. He's not far from death." Javier didn't agree with this.
"I think it's better to make up for it, so that this old guy doesn't get better again after we leave." Because the family's seven hundred golden dragons were stolen, Yu Le also disliked Cyril.
"My dear, like your father, you are an upright man. Can you listen to my confession? So that I, a sinner, can feel better when I die." Cyril asked feebly.
Seeing that he was about to die, the lord had no intention of mending his sword.
"Why should I listen to your nonsense?" Arthur ignored him and turned to ask Yule, "Where should we go to find John?"
"It's better to stay here. These gamblers only have this place to go, and they will come back sooner or later. They are currently at the casino in the Beauty Market. There are soldiers stationed there at night, so we can't go in," Yule suggested.
Arthur confirmed his uncle's opinion, "Then let's take a rest here. I feel very tired from riding all the way, let alone you."
After hearing Arthur's order, the others went to find a comfortable place to rest for a while.
When the gamblers come back, there will be a fierce battle, and it is impossible not to adjust one's own state.
Arthur also found a chair and sat down. He now had some burdens as a lord and was unwilling to sleep on the ground like the soldiers.
"I grew up with your father, and we..." Cyril was murmuring in a low voice, and Arthur wanted to go over and punch him twice to shut him up.
But Cyril's miserable appearance also made Arthur give up this idea.
Why bother with the dead?
Yes, in Arthur's heart, this is a dead man.
Cyril didn't care whether the little adult was listening or not, and kept talking intermittently.
The biological clock also kept Arthur awake, and he actually finished listening to Cyril's words.
Overall, one paragraph can summarize this old man's life.
Don’t bully young people into poverty, don’t bully middle-aged people into poverty, and don’t bully old people into poverty.
In the future, there may be follow-ups such as The Greatest of the Dead, Tears of the Graverobber, Shake Your Head of the White Walkers, etc.
"When I accepted the mediocrity of my parents and myself, I did not accept the mediocrity of my son John, so..."
Cyril began to tell about John again, and Arthur actually listened carefully.
Well, this is also a tragedy.
He actually felt a little sympathy for the old man.
Cyril and Arthur's fathers grew up together, one was a noble and the other was a servant.
Although Arthur's father was not bad to Cyril, Cyril was a bit disobedient.
But there is no way, the origin has been decided.
Coincidentally, the two had a son almost in the same year, so Cyril had another idea.
If you can’t do it yourself, your son can do it!
So he saved money for his son John to study with monks, and also asked his son to go to the beauty fair to practice martial arts with free knights.
Unfortunately, not all monks are good, and not all free knights, also known as wandering knights, are good people.
John quickly learned bad things and fell into corruption.
In comparison, the original owner was much more glamorous. He was tall, handsome, and well behaved. The father also actively saved money for his son.
This caused Cyril to fall into deep pain.
His parents are inferior to human beings, he himself is inferior to human beings, and his son is inferior to human beings.
What's even more painful is that Arthur's father was very kind to him and John.
"Even if he hits me twice or scolds me twice, I will still hate him and these damn nobles."
After John did something wrong and was caught, it was Arthur's father who intervened and got him back.
Every time Arthur's father did something kind to them, it was like a needle stuck in Cyril's heart.
Until the old lord died.
"But Mr. Lao is so kind and upright, but I can't find a single memory that can make me hate him. I'm really confused. I don't know why my life is like this. I don't know who to hate."
"Originally, I will be like this for the rest of my life, and I will continue to serve you until I die of old age. But the money owed by John is getting more and more."
"I don't want to steal your little lord's things to mend John's hole. John is an idle bad guy."
"But he is my son after all. When he said that his hand would be chopped off if he didn't pay back the money, I..."
"I'm really sorry, I shouldn't have done this."
"When I heard that you were still alive, I felt less guilty."
"John took some money to pay off the debt. I wanted to return the rest to you, but I didn't expect that John stabbed me and took away the golden dragon."
"After telling me, I feel I can feel more at ease when I die."
"Sir, I know that our father and son have sinned deeply and cannot be forgiven. I beg you to let my son die quickly. This may be the only thing I can do for him."
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