Lucien was dizzy, lying on the ground with pain all over his body, looking at the less blazing sun in the morning and the exceptionally clear blue sky, quietly breathing in the fresh air. The pain on his skin could not cover up the surge in Lucien's heart.
And the steadiness and tenacity to have a real goal.
Once Lucien made the decision to learn magic, although Lucien was more cautious and cautious about the future, he felt as if he had put down a stone that had been weighing on his heart for a long time, and felt a pleasant sense of relaxation.
"This is really a strange, complex and abnormal psychological activity." Lucien, who had experienced more in just a few days than he had in the past twenty years, seemed to have matured all of a sudden, burying the anger just now in his heart and laughing with self-deprecation.
He smiled and said, "Perhaps, from the beginning, I have been eager to learn magic, master extraordinary power, obtain a better life, and a higher status. The events of the past few days have only helped me make up my mind."
Alyssa ran to Lucien and helped him up: "Little Evans, is it okay?"
Lucien tried to move his hands, feet and body, and his teeth cracked in pain: "It's okay, Aunt Alisa, they didn't want to kill me, just some minor injuries."
Only then did Elisa feel relieved and cursed, "Those damn villains, those gangsters who ignore the Grand Duke's laws, will definitely be hanged and will go to hell."
While cursing the Aaron gang, Alyssa helped Lucien sit down at her home, washed the blood on his face with water, and used clean linen cloth to help him stop the bleeding.
After doing all this, Alyssa put her hands on her waist and looked at Lucien, intending to ask what happened. However, before asking, she suddenly thought of another thing, so she asked with a begging look.
He said to Lucien: "Today is Monday. Little John will be back in the afternoon. You must not tell him about this. Little Evans, you know, he has an extraordinary love for chivalry and codes. You
He is also his good friend. If he knew about it, he would probably go to trouble with the Aaron gang, and if things get too big, he might be expelled by Sir Wayne."
As a poor person, Alisa is used to putting herself in a weak position.
"Of course, nothing serious happened to me. I will hide it from John." Although Lucien is powerless now, he believes that he will be able to seek justice in the future and let the gang get the consequences, so he smiled and agreed without hesitation.
, and ended up tugging at the corner of his broken mouth.
Aunt Alisa nodded with tears in her eyes: "Little Evans, you are so good."
"What are you going to hide from me?" Suddenly, John's magnetic voice sounded. He was still wearing a gray knight uniform and was already standing at the door at some point.
Aunt Alisa said in a panic: "No, nothing happened. Little John, are you back early?"
John walked into the house with his long legs and said with a wry smile: "His Majesty the Grand Duke summoned Sir Wayne, so I followed him back to Alto. Mom, don't tell such clumsy lies. I am an adult and an official knight attendant."
, I have learned and experienced many things from Sir Wayne, and I am no longer the innocent child I used to be. Don’t worry that I will be reckless.”
After speaking to Alyssa, John looked at Lucien with a smile, clapped his hands, and said in a gentle and calm manner: "Your appearance now is much worse than when we were beaten together before. Okay, tell me
What happened? Well, I think many neighbors outside should have seen what just happened."
Lucien turned his head and glanced at Aunt Alisa. Seeing her nodding in frustration, he told the story exactly. At this time, from John, Lucien actually felt a kind of Gary and Corey.
The oppression that inferior people put on themselves.
After hearing this, John showed an angry expression, but he did not lose his mind. He quickly calmed down and laughed: "It seems that Lucien, you really want to learn writing. But your mind is indeed the best among us."
He actually thought of looking for valuable garbage."
Seeing that John was not angry and full of chivalry to go to the Aaron gang to cause trouble, Aunt Alisa breathed a long sigh of relief: "Little Evans, it's best for you to have your own ideas and efforts."
John twisted his body and relaxed his shoulders, then walked to the kitchen a few steps away, found a strong, sword-like wooden stick, and said to Lucien: "I didn't expect to use it for exercise before."
The stick of time.”
Then he turned around and said, "Mom, I'm going out for a while."
"Little John..." Alisa shouted painfully, "You will be expelled by Sir Wayne like this."
Lucien hurriedly said: "John, it's okay, I'm just a little injured."
John shook his head: "After becoming Sir Wayne's official attendant, he often taught us that we should abide by the code of chivalry, carry forward the spirit of chivalry, not be afraid of violence, protect the weak, defend our homeland, and hold high the banner of justice and truth. Other companions may not
I don’t care too much, but I feel that this is the path I am willing to follow throughout my life.”
"Lucien is my good friend, a weak poor man, and the Aaron gang is a villain, an evil composed of hooligans. If I don't stand up and violate the principles in my heart, even if I am not expelled by Sir Wayne, I will be so upset.
It will also haunt my soul, preventing me from stimulating the blood power in my body forever. Moreover, I believe Sir Wayne will approve of my actions."
"But, little John..." Aunt Alisa still didn't want John to leave, with a sad look on her face.
John smiled gently and hugged Alyssa: "Lucien was just beaten up and robbed of something, so I won't do anything beyond the limit or make things worse, mom, I believe it."
Me, you see, I'm just holding a stick."
Such comfort, as well as the convincing power brought by John's official status as a knight's attendant, finally made Alisa agree. She nodded with difficulty: "Little John, you must be careful."
"It's them who should be careful. Lucien, wait for the good news." John held the wooden stick, smiled confidently, and walked towards the door.
"Wait." Lucien's voice suddenly sounded.
John looked back at him strangely: "What? Lucien."
Lucien stood up. He was very touched by John's behavior. There seemed to be blood boiling in his heart. He smiled and said: "Together."
Although Lucien's smile looked funny because of the gap at the corner of his mouth, John still saw Lucien's determination, so he did not refuse and laughed: "No problem, just like when I was a kid. Well, there are still things in the kitchen.
There is a stick."
Lucien found the wooden stick and held it in his hand. When he passed Aunt Alisa, he comforted her in a low voice: "I will watch John and won't let him mess around."
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Not long after Jackson and others left, John and Lucien easily learned their whereabouts from neighbors and passers-by.
As he was chasing after him, John suddenly said: "Lucien, do you believe in justice?" His voice seemed a little confused.
"Well, I believe it. What's wrong?" Lucien didn't know why John asked this, so he answered carefully as usual.
John said as he hurried on: "I also believe in justice, but I understand that I am not as noble and fearless as I just said. If you were not my good friend, I am afraid I would not insist on chivalry and hold high the banner of justice."
Dealing with the Aaron gang. I will be used to measuring my own strength. Once I find that there is a strong possibility of threatening my life and future, I will shrink back and dare not move forward, unless it is a major matter related to my family and friends, maybe
"Justice is just a slogan to me."
"I don't think so. Every knight has his own priority to protect. Some are fairness, some are loyalty, some are fearless, some are mercy, and what you choose is your home. Only when you choose what to protect can you talk about it.
Justice, otherwise justice is a meaningless symbol without any real content."
Only then did Lucien realize that John was still a young man, just like himself. At the same time, he was flipping through a document about chivalry in his mind, organizing words to comfort and fool him.
.
After a few days of getting used to it, Lucien became more and more skillful in opening the library, and found that he could easily find the information he needed by following his thoughts.
John was still a little confused: "Really?"
"Of course, if it is possible with your strength, will you not be afraid of rape, protect the weak, and uphold justice?" Lucien asked.
John nodded firmly: "Yes."
"So, John, you still insist on being a knight of justice. After all, doing something impossible is not called upholding justice, it is called risking death, or being reckless. What is needed at this time is to think of other ways and take other roads to complete it, unless you have already
There is no way out." Lucien found that he was quite suitable for the role of psychological mentor.
John thought for a while, seemed to put down some things, and laughed: "Every time I ask Sir Wayne about this question, he always says that I have encountered too few things, and I can't figure out the key just by relying on fantasy.
Yes, it seems now that the events of the past few days have made you mature a lot, Lucien, and your words make sense, well, but I still yearn for that kind of true justice."
"Sir Wayne once told us the story of a legendary knight's long sword. After it was fused with magical power, it was plain and simple, with no gorgeous light, no various colors displayed by magical power, and no inlaid gems.
, pearls, and even the handguards are made of ordinary wood. They are no different from the long swords worn by ordinary soldiers, and are not given a second glance by most nobles and knights who regard themselves as noble. "
"But its actual power is unexpectedly powerful, especially when fighting against evil. But what impressed me most was the text on this sword: 'Justice is compared with vanity and superficial power.
, is inherently inferior and pale, but justice applies to everyone, no matter rich or poor, high or low, no matter how knowledgeable they are. Whether in a farmer's field or on a fierce battlefield, justice is everywhere.'"
"This sentence always echoes in my heart."
"This long sword is called 'Pale Justice'. Unfortunately, it disappeared in the dark mountains with a powerful celestial knight."
John's expression became full of yearning and slightly excited, and he retreated to an invisible corner in confusion.
Lucien saw him like this and joked: "Then our slogan today is, 'For justice!'"
"Haha, for justice!" John waved the wooden stick.
The two laughed happily, but Lucien silently said in his heart that he definitely didn't mean to say that he didn't have cavities.
A few minutes later, the two saw Jackson, who was walking on the wide street of the market area, followed by a dozen gangsters including Andre.
PS: This book will contain impressive props and weapons from the games I have played as easter eggs. Of course, they will definitely be changed to match the settings of this book, above.
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