Chapter 15 For Justice

Lucien was dizzy, lying on the ground in pain all over his body, looking at the sluggish sun in the morning and the exceptionally clear blue sky, quietly breathing the fresh air, the pain in his flesh could not cover up the turmoil in Lucien's heart, And the steadiness and tenacity of having a real goal.

Once he made the decision to learn magic, although Lucien became more cautious and cautious about the future, it was as if he had let go of a stone that had weighed on his heart for a long time, and he felt a kind of joyful relaxation.

"This is really a strange, complicated and perverted psychological activity." Lucien, who had experienced more in just a few days than in the past twenty years, seemed to mature all of a sudden, buried the anger and powerlessness just now in his heart, and laughed at himself He smiled, "Perhaps, from the very beginning, I have longed to learn magic, master extraordinary power, obtain a better life, and a higher status. The events of the past few days are just helping me make up my mind."

Alisa ran to Lucien and helped him up: "Little Evans, are you okay?"

Lucien tried to move his hands, feet and body, his teeth cracked in pain: "It's okay, Aunt Alisa, they didn't intend to kill me, just some minor injuries."

Only then did Alisa feel relieved, and cursed, "Those damn villains, hooligans who ignore the Grand Duke's law, will definitely be hanged and go to hell."

While cursing Aaron's gang, Alisa helped Lucien to sit at her home, washed the blood on his face with clean water, and used clean linen to help him stop the bleeding.

After doing all this, Alisa put her waist down, looked at Lucien, and planned to ask what happened, but before she asked, she suddenly thought of another thing, so she said please 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 unusual liking for chivalry and rules, you It's his good friend again, if he finds out, he might go to Aaron's gang to trouble him, and if things get serious, he might be expelled by Sir Wayne."

As a poor person, Alisa is used to putting her side in a weak position.

"Of course, I didn't have any serious problems. I will hide it from John, hiss." Although Lucien is powerless now, he believes that he will be able to seek justice in the future and let the gangsters get their fate, so he agreed with a smile indifferently. , the result was torn to the corner of the broken mouth.

Aunt Alisa 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, who was still dressed in a gray knight uniform, had already stood at the door at some point.

Aunt Alisa said in a panic: "No, nothing happened, you came back early, little John?"

John walked into the room with slender legs, and said with a wry smile: "His Majesty summoned Sir Wayne, so I followed back to Alto, mother, don't tell such clumsy lies, I am an adult, and I am an official knight servant , I have learned and experienced a lot of things with Sir Wayne, and I am no longer the naive child I used to be, so don't worry that I will be reckless."

After speaking to Alisa, John smiled and looked at Lucien, clapped his hands, and said in a gentle and calm manner: "Your 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."

Lucien turned his head and glanced at Aunt Alisa, seeing her nod in frustration, and then told the whole story, but at this time, from John, Lucien actually felt a kind of Gary, Corey Asia and other talents give themselves the oppressive force.

Hearing the back, John showed an angry expression, but he didn't lose his mind. He quickly calmed down and smiled: "It seems that Lucien really wants to learn words. But your brain is indeed the best among us." Yes, to think of looking for valuable garbage."

Seeing that John was not angry and went to trouble Aaron's gang with chivalry, Aunt Alisa let out a long sigh of relief: "Little Evans, it's best that you have your own ideas and efforts."

John twisted his body, loosened his shoulders, then walked to the kitchen a few steps away, found a strong, long sword-like wooden stick, and said to Lucien: "I didn't expect to use the previous exercise time stick."

Then he turned his head, "Mom, I'll go out for a while."

"Little John..." Alisa yelled in pain, "You will be expelled by Sir Wayne."

Lucien hurriedly said, "John, it's okay, I'm just slightly injured."

John shook his head: "After becoming Sir Wayne's official servant, he often taught us, let us abide by the code of chivalry, carry forward the spirit of chivalry, defy violence, protect the weak, guard the homeland, and hold high the banner of justice and truth. Other companions may not I care too much about it, but I think this is the path I would like to believe in for the rest of my life."

"Lucien is my good friend, a weak poor man, and Aaron's gang is an evil composed of villains and hooligans. If I don't stand up and violate the principles in my heart, even if I am not expelled by Sir Wayne, such annoyance It will also entangle my heart, so that I will never be able to stimulate the blood power in my body, and I believe Sir Wayne will agree with my behavior."

"But, little John..." Aunt Alisa still didn't want John to leave, with a sad face.

John smiled gently, and hugged Alissa: "Lucien was just beaten up and robbed of some things, so I won't do things beyond the limit, and I won't make things big, Mom, believe me Me, you see, I'm just holding a stick."

This kind of comfort, and the convincing power brought by John's official status as a knight servant, finally made Alisa agree. She nodded with difficulty: "Little John, you must be careful."

"They are the ones who should be careful. Lucien, wait for the good news." John held the wooden stick, smiled confidently, and was about to walk towards the door.

"Wait." Lucien's voice suddenly sounded.

John looked back at him strangely: "What? Lucien."

Lucien stood up. He was very moved by John's behavior. His blood seemed to be boiling in his heart. He smiled and said, "Let's go together."

Although Lucien's smile looked funny because of the cut in the corner of his mouth, John still saw Lucien's firmness, so he didn't refuse, and laughed: "It's okay, just like when I was a child, um, there are still people in the kitchen. There is a stick."

Lucien took out the wooden stick, held it in his hand, and comforted Aunt Alisa in a low voice, "I will watch John and not let him mess around."

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Not long after Jackson and the others left, John and Lucien easily learned of their whereabouts from neighbors and passers-by.

While chasing after him, John suddenly said, "Lucien, do you believe in justice?" His voice seemed a little confused.

"Well, believe me, what's the matter?" Lucien didn't know why John asked such a question, and answered cautiously out of habit.

John said while hurrying: "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 adhere to the spirit of chivalry, and then hold high the banner of justice to go Dealing with the Aaron gang. I will get used to measuring my own strength, and once I find that my life and future are likely to be threatened, 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 fair, some are loyal, some are fearless, some are compassion, and what you choose is homeland. You can only talk about it if you choose what to protect. justice, otherwise justice is nothing but a symbol without any substance."

Only at this time did Lucien feel 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 him and fool him. .

After a few days of getting used to it, Lucien has become more and more proficient in opening the library, and found that with his own thinking, he can easily find the materials he needs.

John was still a little confused: "Really?"

"Of course, with your strength, it is possible to do it. Will you defy violence, protect the weak, and uphold justice?" Lucien asked rhetorically.

John nodded firmly: "Yes."

"So, John, you are still a knight of justice. After all, doing things that are impossible is not called upholding justice, calling death, or being reckless. What you need at this time is to think of other ways and take other paths to complete it, unless you already There is no retreat." Lucien found that he was quite suitable for the status of a psychological mentor.

John thought for a while, seemed to let go of something, and laughed: "Every time I ask Sir Wayne this question, he always says that I have encountered too few things, and I can't figure out the key point by relying on fantasy alone. Yes, now it seems that the events of the past few days have made you mature a lot, Lucien, and what you said is very reasonable, um, but I still yearn for that kind of real 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, without gorgeous light, without the various colors displayed by divine magic power, and without inlaid gems. , pearls, and even the gauntlets are made of ordinary wood, which is no different from the long swords worn by ordinary soldiers, and most of the nobles and knights who consider themselves noble will not take a second look."

"But its actual power is unexpectedly strong, especially when fighting against evil, but what impressed me the most is the words on this long sword: 'Justice is compared with vanity and superficial power. , is inferior and pallid, but justice applies to all, rich and poor, high and low, in knowledge. Whether in the farmer's field or in the fierce battle, justice is everywhere.'"

"This sentence echoes in my heart all the time."

"This long sword is called 'Pale Justice', but it is a pity that it disappeared in the dark mountains along with a powerful sky knight."

John's expression became full of longing and a little excitement, and his confusion retreated to an invisible corner.

Seeing his appearance, Lucien joked, "Then our slogan today is, 'For Justice!'"

"Haha, for justice!" John waved his stick.

The two laughed happily, but Lucien said silently in his heart that he definitely didn't want to say that there were no cavities.

A few minutes later, the two saw Jackson, who was walking on the broad street in the market area, followed by a dozen gangsters including Andre.