The Primordial Wizard

"Oli, you and Uncle Melancholy go first. I will take the remaining children and escape together. A true hero should not be afraid of difficulties. I am a knight, and the creed of courage will give me strength!"

Arnold's eyes were clear, and he said firmly.

"Arnold, your current strength is not enough to protect these children from leaving the fortress safely. You and Oli go to the meeting point, and I will take these children to find a way to leave."

Ansesta said.

"Uncle Melancholy..."

Arnold wanted to say something, and was directly interrupted by Ansesta: "You are a knight with a true heroic quality, and you must remember your promise! You promised to protect Oli, this is your responsibility. And I , I also promise you to protect these children, as knights, to fulfill their respective promises!"

Arnold gaped a bit. He felt that this was a bit wrong, but he couldn't refute it.

"I just got some feelings. I wanted to teach you carefully later, but now I can only let you feel it. You must remember this feeling, inject your own beliefs and will into the inherent magic, and then give back to your heart. This is mental strength."

Ancestral embraced Arnold's heart back and forth with both hands, and used his heart to come out of Arnold's heart, circulate and return to the heart.

Arnold seemed to see a lone knight holding a lance. Behind it was a crushing figure, shabby slaves, healthy-looking freedmen, citizens, children, old people, women, and a group of apprentices in black robes.

The knight stubbornly raised his spear and drove his mount towards the army of demons, demons and gods.

boom!

Arnold felt that he understood something, but it seemed that he didn't understand anything.

"Remember it, Knight Arnold! This kind of power is called heart power. If we can get out of the fortress alive, remember to call my master!" Ansesta said with a sunny smile on his golden wavy hair.

"We will definitely be able to get out of the fortress alive, this is the knight's promise! Also, I don't want to call you a master, Uncle Melancholy." Arnold said firmly to Ansesta, and then made another face.

The wizard apprentices received the information one after another, some of them set off immediately, and some took their families like Betty, but the only one who protected strangers from escaping the fortress was the knight Ansesta himself.

Ancestral sighed while looking at the cheap apprentice who had been fooled away by him.

"Fortunately, Arnold is relatively stupid, and I got around with a promise. You are still young, Arnold, there is a beautiful love and a future waiting for you, and you can't run into danger here."

His eyes were firm, and he drew out his long sword.

"And I am different. In the battle ten years ago, I should die and let me fulfill the promise of a knight, truly like a knight. Come on, this enemy is worth fighting!"

He stepped firmly into the almshouse and awakened a group of orphans. As a wandering knight traveling north and south, Ansesta had a good eloquence, and successfully fooled the children in the almshouse to escape with him.

On the other side, the gloomy believers gathered, under the leadership of Alex Rona, preparing to attack the goddess, and all this was seen by Dickens who had touched it quietly.

Dickens trembled all over. He didn't expect that the chief leader of the dark believers turned out to be Alex Rhone of royal blood. This was almost as shocking news as the dark believers sneaked into the fortress.

There were many pictures flashing in his mind. His father and brothers were originally in the north, and only the young he was beloved. The family took great pains to send him to the royal city to learn superb martial arts from the great hero Arnold Byrne.

He still remembers the smile his father expected, the warm palms of his elder brother, and the complex expression that his second brother envied and expected. It was the last time he and his family had.

Soon after arriving in the royal city, he received a letter from the northern fortress that the Rhone family was suddenly attacked by the dark believers, and all his father and brother died.

Dickens stared at Alex Rona, his mouth opened, and he let out a silent roar. He was motionless, like a dead body, and waited until the gloomy followers were scattered all around, and then quietly went to the hero Moore. ·Rona's mansion ran away.

A graceful figure emerged from the darkness. Her gestures were full of charm. Looking at Dickins who was leaving, her lips lightly opened.

"Little mouse, if it weren't for me to cover up for you, you would have been discovered by Alex at your level of hiding. I'm worried about how to let the gods of the fortress know in advance that you are here. It's really kind of It's a coincidence."

She stroked her arms as white as suet, the corners of her mouth raised, and she smiled unclearly.

"It seems that there are still people who want to be fishermen, who would it be?"

Accompanied by the enchanting laughter like bells, the graceful figure gradually disappeared.

When Dickens arrived at the mansion of the great hero Moore Rhone, he found Kent Rhone also.

"Master Moore, Master Kent. I just saw it with my own eyes that the gloomy believers gathered on Third Avenue and then went to attack all over the fortress."

As soon as Dickens arrived in the lobby of Moore's mansion, he knelt on his knees and screamed.

"What! Are you sure what you said is accurate?"

Moore Rhone immediately got up and walked to Dickens.

"I would like to pledge with my head. Besides, I saw a secret and I have to report it to you alone!"

Dickens resolutely said ~www.novelmtl.com~ Moore Rhone listened, thought a little, waved his hand to make the others retreat, Dickens stood up and listened to him.

"What! You said..."

Moore Rhone looked shocked, just about to say his name, Dickens suddenly covered his mouth.

"My lord, I am worried about his eyes and ears here, we must be careful."

Moore Rhone's face almost turned into pig liver color. He panted and said: "Organize the manpower, act immediately, and go to his mansion. In addition, notify the entire fortress to guard, and the gods will gather here!"

Ollie and Arnold were still running fast to the first alley near the south gate. They walked earlier, and the hospice was not too far from the south gate, and soon arrived there.

"Where is the apostle named Bayern?" Through the hint of the magic book, Arnold knew that there was an apprentice wizard among the people in front of him, so he asked.

"Don't you even know the black cat Bayern? It's the one on the wall." A muscular man holding a giant axe replied. The men, women and children next to him cuddled tightly, seeming to be his family.

"Hey, are you the apostle? When will we leave the fortress?" Arnold asked, jumping to the wall and squatting in front of the black cat Bayern.

"In half an hour, I will lead everyone who arrived at the meeting point to leave, including the relatives and friends you brought." Bayern said anxiously.

"That's still time, thank you Black Cat!" Arnold jumped off the wall and ran to Oli.

"I'm going to meet Uncle Melancholy. The Cavaliers must not only keep their promises. I once vowed to help my brothers and comrades and fight for the defenseless. I think this is the time, Oli, will you support me?"

Arnold said to Oli earnestly.