Chapter 226 (1/2)

Chapter 226

Chapter 226: Punishable Actions

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ARTHUR LEYWIN

Rage warred with grief in est time as I mourned my father’s death

I cried and I cursed all the while refusing to believe that all of this was real

As a prodigy, as a e, as a lance, I just wanted to protect the few people most important to ht of being a hero to the people of Dicathen I’ve filled that role before, and I learned that the price of saving those faceless citizens are the people most important to me

And despite my efforts, I failed to protect them My hands were stained in the blood of my father—stains that, I feared, would never come off no matter how many other people I saved

After my tears ran dry and my throat locked up, all that was left inside me was a raw pit of emptiness

As uided to the ot up and headed inside the Wall

Applause and cheers erupted as soon as I crossed the fortress gate Soldiers, s Soazes that made me wince

I couldn’t take it Not the people, not the appreciation, not the expressions of relief fro someone to lean on I couldn’t be here

Sylvie Get my sister and take her to theto need someone to be there for her, I conveyed while I strode past the cluster of tents that ed the sleeve of et your sister, but Arthur… your mother will need you as much as she needs your sister”

I don’t bother responding to her aloud like she did for me

I’er sees ht’ve had for one now that I failed to keepmy fath—Reynolds, back alive

I brushed her off andtent

“General… Arthur,” Trodius wheezed, his body involuntarily shrinking back in his seat

I took another step toward the senior captain, eliciting panicked responses from the nobles beside him

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“M-My spell! How did you even…” the lanky one stuttered, pointing his wand athis consciousness

The portly eous, despite the acrid stench e from his freshly-soiled pants

“Stay back! You are in the presence of nobility! How dare a dog of the Council intrude on an i,” he threatened

The s a thick round, unconscious after ’

I remained wordless as I took another step The lankey one let a squeal in response while the fat one flinched Only Trodius remained unfazed as I slowly approached

The sea of rage and grief that churned insidea hollow void that allowed me to think clearly for the first tier were the screaall of my loved ones safe

Now, there was only silence to e and the other cacophony of e only a sharp chill in , in a sense

If it had been just ten o, I would’ve done to Trodius what I had done to Lucas

Except I realized, in this nuical state of ain nothing by killing Trodius and he would be able to take what I dished out with that same constipated expression he always had

I couldn’t use pain I knew that now I couldn’t treat Trodius the same way I could Lucas

It hen I took another step that Trodius finally spoke Straightening his posture and clearing his throat, he looked me in the eyes and asked, “to what do I owe the pleasure of a lance gracing aze and the ever-so-slight sneer that tugged on the edge of his lips told me what I knew He wasn’t afraid of the pain that I could afflict or even the death that he ht face

With his resourcefulness, he was confident in being able to escape, and he would relish the chance to be ‘the one that withstood the fury of a mad lance’

“D-Don’t come any closer!” the portly man said as he withdrew his own toy-like wand

“Settle down,” I said, causing both the conscious nobles in the rooeneral, respect must be shown in the face of noble blood,” Trodius ad his head

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Another bait He was edgingso that he could retaliate

I walked around the table, leisure shown in estured with a finger “Move”

“M-Move?” he echoed, flabbergasted as the wand still treer must’ve triumphed over his fear, or maybe the cornered mouse finally decided to strike, but it was over before it even began

The spell that threatened to manifest at the tip of his e away like his pride after wetting his own pants