Lucian was dizzy, lying on the ground in pain looking at the morning sun that was not blazing brightly, and the extremely clear blue sky, quietly breathing fresh air, the pain on his skin and flesh could not hide the surging in Lucian's heart, as well as the steadfastness and tenacity of having a real goal.
Once he made the decision to learn magic, although Lucian was more cautious and cautious about the future, he felt a pleasant ease as if he had let go of the stone that had been pressing down on his heart for a long time.
"This is really a strange, complex and perverted psychological activity." In just a few days, Lucian experienced more than the previous twenty years, as if he had matured all of a sudden, burying his anger and powerlessness in his heart, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Perhaps, from the beginning, I have been eager to learn magic, master extraordinary powers, and obtain a better life and higher status.
Alyssa ran to Lucian's side and helped him up: "Little Evans, is it okay?"
Lucian tried to move his hands, feet and body, and his teeth cracked in pain: "It's okay, Aunt Alyssa, they didn't want to kill me, just some minor injuries."
Alyssa then felt relieved and cursed, "Those damn villains, hooligans who ignore the laws of the Grand Duke, will definitely be hanged, and they will definitely go to hell."
While cursing the Aaron gangster, Alyssa helped Lucian to her house and sat down, washed the blood on his face with clean water, and used clean linen cloth to stop the bleeding.
After doing all this, Alyssa intervened, looked at Lucian, and planned to ask what happened, but before she could ask, she suddenly thought of another thing, so she said to Lucian with a plundering look: "Today is Monday, little John will be back in the afternoon, don't tell him about it. Little Evans, you know, he has an extraordinary fondness for chivalry and discipline, and you are his good friend, if he finds out, he is likely to get into trouble with the Aaron gang, and once things get bigger, he may be expelled by Sir Wayne."
As a poor man, Alyssa was used to putting herself on the side of the weak.
"Of course, nothing big happened to me, and I will hide it from John, hiss." Although Lucian was powerless now, he believed that he would be able to seek justice in the future and let the gangsters get the end of the application, so he smiled and agreed without care, but the corner of his mouth was torn.
Aunt Alyssa nodded with tears in her eyes: "Little Evans, you are really good."
"What are you going to hide from me?" Suddenly, John's magnetic voice sounded, and he was still wearing a gray knight's uniform, and he was already standing at the door at some point.
Aunt Alyssa said in a panic: "No, nothing happened, little John, you came back early?"
John walked into the room with his slender legs and smiled bitterly: "His Majesty the Grand Duke summoned Sir Wayne, so I followed him back to Alto, Mom, don't tell such a clumsy lie, I am an adult, an official knight's attendant, I have learned and experienced a lot with Sir Wayne, and I am no longer a naïve child before, don't worry that I will be reckless."
After speaking to Alyssa, John looked at Lucian with a smile, clapped his hands, and said in a gentle and calm manner: "Your current appearance 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 happened just now."
Lucian turned his head to look at Aunt Alyssa, and when he saw her nodding in frustration, he said the matter as it was, and at this time, from John, Lucian actually felt a kind of oppression given to him by Gary, Correa and others.
Hearing this, John showed an angry expression, but did not lose his mind, quickly calmed down, and laughed: "It seems that Lucian, you really want to learn words. But your mind is really the best among us, and you can actually think of finding valuable garbage."
Seeing that John was not angry and went to trouble the Aaron gangster with chivalry, Aunt Alyssa breathed a long sigh of relief: "Little Evans, it is best for you to have your own ideas and efforts."
John twisted his body, relaxed his shoulders, then walked to the kitchen a few steps away, found a strong, sword-like wooden stick, and said to Lucian: "I didn't expect to use the wooden stick from my previous workout."
Then he turned his head, "Mom, I'll go out for a while."
"Little John...... cried Alyssa in pain, "you will be driven out by Sir Wayne like this."
Lucian 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 to 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.
"Lucian is my good friend, a weak poor, Aaron's gang is an evil composed of villains and hooligans, if I don't stand up and violate the principles in my heart, then even if I am not expelled by Sir Wayne, such chagrin will haunt my heart, so that I will never be able to stimulate the bloodline power in my body, and I believe that Sir Wayne will approve of my actions."
"But, little John......" Aunt Alyssa still didn't want John to leave, with a sad face.
John smiled gently and hugged Alyssa: "Lucian was just beaten up and robbed something, so I won't do anything beyond the limit, I won't make a big deal out of it, Mom, believe me, you see, I'm just holding a wooden stick."
This comfort, and the convincing power of John's official knightly attendant, finally made Alyssa agree, and she nodded with difficulty: "Little John, you must be careful."
"They are the ones to be careful of. Lucian, wait for the good news." John held the stick, smiled confidently, and was about to walk towards the door.
"Wait." Lucian's voice suddenly sounded.
John looked back at him strangely: "What? Lucian."
Lucian stood up, John's behavior moved him very much, there seemed to be a wave of blood boiling in his heart, and he smiled and said, "Together."
Although Lucian's smile looked funny because of the gap in the corner of his mouth, John still saw Lucian's firmness, so he didn't refuse, and laughed: "No problem, just like when I was a child, well, there is still a wooden stick in the kitchen."
Lucian found a wooden stick, held it in his hand, and when he passed Aunt Alyssa, he comforted him in a low voice: "I will watch John's and won't let him mess around."
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Not long after Jackson and the others left, John and Lucian easily learned about their whereabouts from neighbors and passers-by.
As he chased after him, John suddenly spoke: "Lucian, do you believe in justice?" The voice seemed a little confused.
"Well, I believe it, what's wrong?" Lucian didn't know why John asked this question, and he answered carefully in habit.
John said as he hurried: "I also believe in justice, but I understand that I am not as noble and fearless as I just said, and if you are not my good friend, I am afraid I will not uphold chivalry and raise the banner of justice against the Aaron gangster. I will get used to measuring my strength, and once I find that there is a high possibility of threatening my life and future, I will cringe and dare not move forward, unless it is a major matter related to my family and friends, perhaps, justice is just a slogan for me."
"I don't think so, every knight has his own top priority, some are fairness, some are loyalty, some are fearless, some are mercy, and you choose home. Only by choosing what to protect can we talk about justice, otherwise justice is an ethereal symbol that has no place to stay, has no substance, and is ethereal."
Only then did Lucian feel that John was still a bit of a young man, just like himself, and at the same time he was flipping through a document about chivalry in his mind, organizing language to appease him and bluff him.
After a few days of habit, Lucian has become more and more proficient in opening the library, and has found that with his own thinking, he can easily find the information he needs.
John was still a little confused: "Really?"
"Of course, if with your strength, it is possible to do it, will you not be afraid of violence, protect the weak, and uphold justice?" Lucian asked rhetorically.
John nodded firmly: "Yes."
"So, John, you are still a knight who insists on justice, after all, doing things that are impossible is not called upholding justice, sending you to death, or being reckless. Lucian found that he was quite suitable for the role of a psychological mentor.
John thought for a while, seemed to let go of something, 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 by fantasy alone.
"Sir Wayne once told us the story of a legendary knight's long sword, which was unremarkable after integrating the power of divine magic, without gorgeous light, without the various colors displayed by the power of magic, without inlaid gems or pearls, and even the gauntlets were made of ordinary wood, which was no different from the long swords worn by ordinary soldiers, and was not looked at by most nobles and knights who considered themselves noble."
"But its actual power is surprisingly powerful, especially in the fight against evil, but what impressed me the most was the words on this long sword: 'Justice is inherently inferior and pale compared to vanity and superficial power, but justice applies to everyone, rich or poor, regardless of knowledge. Whether in the farmer's field or in the fierce battlefield, justice is everywhere.' 」
"This sentence always echoes in my heart."
"This long sword is called 'Pale Justice', but unfortunately it disappeared in the dark mountains with a powerful Sky Knight."
John's expression became full of yearning and slightly excited, and he retreated into an invisible corner in confusion.
Lucian saw him like this and joked: "Then our slogan today is, 'For justice!' 」
"Haha, for justice!" John swung the stick.
The two laughed heartily, but Lucian silently said in his heart that he definitely didn't want 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 district, followed by a dozen gangsters, including Andre.
PS: This book will have impressive props, weapons, etc. from the games I have played as easter eggs, of course, they will definitely be changed to match the settings of this book, above.
(End of this chapter)