Chapter 310 Selection (5,000 Words Chapter Asking for a Monthly Pass)
The nights of the Passion Moon (June) are not too hot, and the cool breeze brings a refreshing meaning.
But in the hall of John's house, this coolness became deserted, with a bit of cold that penetrated the bone marrow, making me feel a deep sadness.
On the sofa made of mahogany, the family of four seemed silent, without any mood of communication, as if they were stuck in past memories.
Alyssa wiped the tears that had fallen secretly with a handkerchief from time to time; Ai Wen's youthful face was gloomy, thinking of the hatred, his fists were clenched tightly; Joel held a glass of spirits in his intact right hand and took an occasional sip, but this greatest hobby other than music could not make his brows open a little; John's expression was calm, neither joyful nor distorted, and the glass of wine in his left hand did not diminish in the slightest, like a stone statue.
"Hey, when people get old, they become soft-hearted and unable to accept the passing of life. When I was in Adjean District, I personally sent away so many good friends and neighbors, but they all recovered in a few days and were full of enthusiasm for life again, such as when Old Evans died of illness. Joel sighed teasingly to himself.
Adjean District is a slum area, where many ordinary people live at the bottom of the precarious situation, and there are also many men who simply rely on selling their strength to support their families, so there are many people who suddenly fall ill and can no longer get up, and the mortality rate is the highest in the entire Aalto. Joel and his family who came out of here were used to seeing death and separation.
Alyssa glared at Joel and said with a crying voice: "How can they compare with little Evans, he is so young, not even twenty-one years old, and he is so talented, noble character, tenacious and hardworking, he is the best and best musician. Woowoo, he doesn't have a wife or children yet, and the blood of the Evans family is cut off."
After a few years of aristocratic life, she spoke much more elegantly.
"Hey, if it weren't for this accident, we would have been able to attend little Evans' wedding in about half a year." Joel sighed again. Natasha's performance at the concert, the funeral, and the fact that the two secretly dated in the middle of the night made him believe that as long as the Grand Duke did not object, the two young people who were obviously in love would definitely be eager to enter the wedding hall. And does the Grand Duilin oppose Her Royal Highness's normal marriage? Obviously not!
This regret made the hall silent again, and then John stood up and comforted him in a calm tone: "Dad, Mom, you rest early, Lucian definitely doesn't want you to get sick because of him on Heaven Mountain."
"Okay, since you said so, little John, then let's go back upstairs to sleep." Joel got up and patted John on the shoulder and sighed again.
John, who had become a knight, was the backbone of the whole family, and his comfort was very effective, so Alyssa put away her tears and told him: "Little John, you should also rest early and don't squander your knight's body. When patrolling near the Dark Mountain Fortress, the stronger you are, the safer you are, there are many evil dark creatures and magicians there."
She didn't take these other noble wives into her heart at first, but this time Lucian Evans was killed by the evil magician "Professor", which made her really pay attention to this matter, worrying about her eldest son, the vicinity of the Dark Mountains Fortress is much more dangerous than Alto.
When he heard the word magician, John's hands trembled slightly, and then he hugged Alyssa: "Mom, don't worry, I'll pay attention to myself. Only by being strict with myself, not indulging and not slackening, can I become a second-class knight and hope to be promoted to a great knight within ten years. Only then can we better fight evil, damn devils, demons and magicians."
At the end, John couldn't help but curse.
At this time, the cool breeze blowing in from the open window suddenly became much louder, whining, like countless ghosts crying and howling. If it weren't for the dim yellow light on the few copper candlesticks in the hall, maybe the surroundings would be pitch black, and I couldn't see my fingers.
"Who?" John sensed a slight scent of magical fluctuations in the wind, and at the same time sensed that someone was slowly walking down the stairs, so he took a step forward, drew his extraordinary long sword on the coffee table, and stood firmly in front of Joel, Alyssa, and Aven.
Because he did not feel the intention of the other party's attack, and was worried that after he stepped forward to face the battle, other enemies would pounce from another corner, so his parents would have no one to protect him, so he chose to stand by and inform the knights, attendants, and soldiers stationed outside by shouting and asking.
Compared with his experienced and strong brother, Evan looked very young and dazed after only a few years of knight training, and it wasn't until John stopped drinking that he came back to his senses.
The entire hall was extremely quiet, John's shouting did not provoke any reaction, only the crisp and loud footsteps came from the stairs, pedaling and pedaling as if stepping on people's hearts.
Alyssa pulled Joel's sleeve tightly, her face full of fear, while Joel looked at John and Evan worriedly, he and his wife were in their forties, and they had lived a few years of comfortable and enjoyable aristocratic life, even if they died, they had no regrets, but their sons were still so young and should have a better future.
"Who? Who?!" John asked without giving up, his strong will changed his mood from nervous to calm. This is a good area in the aristocratic area, there are many knights, great knights nearby, and even some big nobles have sky knights in their homes, plus the patrolling night watchmen, the longer the time drags on, the more beneficial it is to their family.
A dim candlelight appeared at the corner of the staircase, John stared at it, and immediately blurted out:
"Lucian?!"
The person wearing a black dress, wearing a bow tie, and holding a silver candlestick slowly walked down the stairs turned out to be Lucian Evans, who had passed away.
"Little Evans?!"
"Little Evans?!"
"Brother Lucian?!"
Joel, Alyssa and Evan also saw the faces of the visitors clearly, under the candlelight, the familiar handsome face was quiet and heavy, and the skin color on the face was clear but not pale, full of the brilliance of life.
"It's me, Uncle Joel, Aunt Alyssa, John, and Evan." Lucian tried to make himself smile, which was conducive to easing the atmosphere, but he couldn't laugh.
Alyssa exclaimed, "Little Evans, you have the Lord's permission to visit us one last time before ascending to Heaven Mountain?" Growing up in the Principality of Vaorit, she naturally attributed everything she could not understand and explain to the gods.
And under the excitement, she seemed to want to pounce out.
"Mom, be careful, you are not Lucian! It's an evil magician who has turned into Lucian to play with us!" John stopped Alyssa's urge.
Under the suppression of Lucian's unabashed mental power, he could only barely defend.
"John, you are half right and half wrong. I am indeed Lucian Evans, but I am also a magician. I didn't die, but took that opportunity to get rid of my identity as a musician." Lucian stopped on the last staircase, because Joel, Alyssa and Evan were panicked, hated and disgusted after hearing John's words, and subconsciously stepped back, trying to distance themselves, while John was very vigilant and seemed to swing his sword at any time, so it was good for everyone to keep a suitable distance.
This kind of understanding made Lucian's mood much worse.
"Lucian is a magician, fake death to get out?" John repeated, his face full of anger: "Bastard, you damn bastard, you damn magicians, after killing Lucian, you came to slander his reputation! He has been interrogated by the court, he has devoted himself to music, he is a religious, tenacious, tenacious, cheerful, optimistic, pure good man, how can he be a magician?!"
A series of adjectives established the image of Lucian in his heart.
Joel and the others, who were originally a little hesitant and dazed, were once again infected by John's determination and glared at Lucian with hatred.
John continued: "I'm a knight, don't I know that magicians have shapeshifting spells, why are you disguising Lucian to slander him?"
"John, do you remember the discussion about chivalry and creed before we fought back against the Aaron gang, and what we said in the alleys of Adjean after defeating the Aaron gang? Words about traveling to the continent, about whether kobolds and jackals can eat?" Lucian expected this to happen and said unhurriedly, no one would immediately believe that their friend who had just been buried suddenly came back to life and told himself that everything was fake, especially since this was still a world with magic.
John's eyes became surprised, but he quickly said in a deep voice: "What's the use of talking about these things? There are many magical means for you to know these things from Lucian's mouth!"
Lucian has always admired the knight's firm will, but today he has a headache, and the most important thing is that he doesn't know the bits and pieces before he crossed over, and if he continues to rely on details to confirm it, it will be easy to "prove" himself to be false, so he had to say: "John, you should know very well that it is difficult to ask every detail by magical means for these little things, unless the magic of the Nine Rings invades the mind. You can ask me in any small place about this matter to confirm my identity."
John's expression was solemn and a little struggling and disgusted, while Joel, Alyssa, and Evan were filled with hatred, disgust and confusion.
Seeing that John didn't ask, Lucian started from the beginning: "I did not learn magic after I met witches, so I was able to withstand the torture of the court, but later when Pastor Benjamin asked me and a few knight attendants to deal with the witch magic laboratory, I got a book and notes that the witch carefully backed up, and I embarked on the path of magic."
"Uncle Joel, Aunt Alyssa, John, do you remember why I suddenly wanted to learn words? That's because only by learning words can you read magic notes and books!"
"John, do you know why I was able to discover the conspiracy of the Silver White Horn? That's because I practice magic in the sewers!"
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The details of the memories and the problems covered up by the details were revealed by Lucian one by one, and the strict logic and other aspects of the confirmation made John's face shake strongly, and he roared contradictingly: "Lucian, why do you want me to believe it? Believe my best friend is a magician? A magician who has played with the good people of the entire city?"
In his mind, it seemed that Lucian's image was completely destroyed.
Alyssa shook her head in disbelief, the child she loved and often got along with turned out to be the evil magician in the church's propaganda, and if the fake death was true, it was indeed very evil......
Joel stared at Lucian's eyes, saw the pain in his eyes, and the disgust on his face eased a little: "Little Evans, you were forced to choose magic at first, but why do you continue to pursue the path of magic after showing such outstanding musical talent? Are you so desperate for strength that you turn your back on the Lord?"
"Uncle Joel, that's not the case. I chase magic because I love it deeply, and I want to see the truth of this world. Questions such as what our life is, why this world exists, in what form, why the starry sky above us is so regular and mysterious, and their unknown answers are the most beautiful and attractive, full of ultimate charm." Lucian replied from the bottom of his heart, and then looked at John, "John, I faked my death because the identity of the magician will be exposed sooner or later. I'm sorry for what made them sad."
"And after I became a magician, except for self-protection and saving people, I have never taken the initiative to hurt any innocent person, whether you can accept my identity as a magician or not, I hope you can understand that I am not that kind of evil magician, and most of the magicians in the Magic Council are not."
John's face softened a little: "Lucian, since you faked your death, why do you still appear in front of us, aren't you worried that we will betray you?"
Seeing that their emotions eased a little, Lucian took a step forward, but John, Joel, Alyssa, and Evan all subconsciously took a step back, and the fear still existed.
Witnessing this situation, Lucian smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Uncle Joel, Aunt Alyssa, John, Evan, I came back to ask if you would like to follow me to the Holm Kingdom, where there are many magicians, but there are still churches and nobles, but everyone gets along very peacefully, and I am sure that the nobles of the Holm Kingdom will accept you."
"Holm Kingdom? Magic Council Headquarters? Your Highness, Your Highness?" John seemed to have something on his mind.
Lucian shook his head again: "This matter has nothing to do with Natasha, it was planned by my teacher 'Professor' and me. When I see you, I will go to see her, explain the facts to her, and hope to get her forgiveness."
If you don't take Natasha out, many things will be difficult to do in the future. When recalling just now, Lucian also made changes to the part about Natasha, and fictionalized the character "Professor" to tell the lie.
Then Lucian asked again: "Are you willing to follow me? No matter status, wealth, or belief, there is no need to change."
Silence, the indescribable silence of the Joel family.
After a while, just as Lucian was about to ask again, John shook his head guardedly: "Lucian, I am a knight of the Duchy of Vaorit, a knight of the Violet Knights, I have my own country and lord to protect, and my knightly creed prevents me from leaving these."
Firm refusal, with a hint of rustiness and estrangement.
Joel tried to smile and said, "Little Evans, you haven't forgotten us, it makes me very happy. But I like Aalto, I like the music capital, my friends, my family are here, I can't let go."
"Little Evans, it's hard for me to imagine living with magicians, I believe in the Lord." Alyssa politely refused, but it was also the biggest gully.
Evan also shook his head without surprise.
Seeing their firm attitude, Lucian closed his eyes and sighed softly: "Okay, I understand. Uncle Joel, Aunt Alyssa, John, Evan I hope that some time after I leave, you will report to the court that I am a magician."
"What?!" John, Joel, Alyssa, and Evan couldn't understand Lucian's thoughts and ideas at all, and he actually let himself and others report him?!
Lucian showed a slightly sad smile: "Sooner or later, my identity as a magician will be exposed, and it will implicate you, so it would be better for you to report it. That way, the church won't embarrass you."
After such "betrayal and betrayal", the church will definitely not think about using the Joel family to blackmail itself.
"You ......" John and the others were shocked and speechless, to report Lucian, to report their "children", good friends, and brothers, how cruel is this? Even when they hated Lucian the most just now, they didn't think about it!
Lucian pressed his left hand on his chest and bowed deeply: "Cruelty is also a kind of gentleness. Please allow me to say goodbye to this, and I hope to have the opportunity to meet again in the future."
Joel, John, Alyssa, and Evan were silent, as if resisting the magician Lucian.
Lucian felt sad in his heart, turned around and walked outside the house, maybe he really won't have a chance to see him again in the future.
In the silence, seeing that Lucian was about to walk to the door, Alyssa's trembling voice suddenly came from behind:
"Little Evans......"
Lucian looked back with a slight stunned and expectant look.
Alyssa bit her lip and said, "Be careful in that magic council, it is definitely more dangerous than the Alto music industry."
"I will, Aunt Alyssa." The corners of Lucian's eyes became a little moist.
After struggling for a while, Joel also sighed and said, "I believe your heart is kind, if one day, you can't make it through the Magic Council, remember, there is still a home for you here."
When he saw Lucian agreeing to Joel and was about to turn around and leave, he finally blurted out: "Don't do bad things, don't let me touch you when you do bad things."
After a pause, he lowered his voice and said, "Be careful."
Lucian suddenly laughed, smiled brightly, bowed deeply to them again, and disappeared into the darkness without looking back.
- 5,000 chapters to ask for monthly passes. By the way, this is considered an overtime, not a make-up shift, and tomorrow at the third watch will make up for Wednesday's missed shift~
(End of this chapter)