Chapter 11: Trail to the cumin (on)

Chapter 11 is on the road
Arthur fumbled for a long time in the base, crossing the long and deep steel corridor in fear.
There were a lot of patrolling knights along the way, and they looked at the humble servant teenager indifferently, but they did not care. If in the usual time, seeing a servant walking through the restricted area of ​​the base, the knights had already intercepted Arthur and questioned it.
Maybe it is suspicious? In the eyes of Arthur, the eyes of the knights who passed by him became very strange and seemed to laugh at him.
How many people have he seen in the battles in the simulation training room? How many people have been laughed at by his stupid behavior and clumsy battles? I feel ashamed when I think about it.
He shook his head and tried to put aside the thoughts in his head. Maybe things were not as bad as he thought. The youngsters avoided the patrolling knights as much as possible along the way, and spent a lot of effort, finally groping back to their dormitory.
"Arthur, are you finally back?" As soon as the door was pushed in, the blond teenager Lancelot turned to look at Arthur and asked with concern: "Do you know that Richard is looking for you everywhere in the madness?!"
"I don't want to take care of him for the time being." Arthur was lying tired on the bed. "If he came, you told him to go to his dad. I have had enough of the noise of their father and son."
"Ha? What kind of dreams do you say? Do you really think that a famous soldier like you will have the opportunity to be met by the head of the Knights?" Lancelot just wanted to make fun of Arthur, but he looked back and the boy was already asleep.
Despite this, Lancelot complained to Sleepy Arthur: "You always do this, take the words of others as a whisper. Why do I become friends with your arrogant people?"
Although this is said, Lancelot’s mind is constantly flashing the scene when he first met Arthur. The teenager in the slum was looking at the blond boy from the nobles with a determined eye. Arthur's eyes have a black eye that can impress anyone in their minds. The eyes seem to be able to emit light, whether that light is angry fire or something else.
The Viscount will buy the slaves like Arthur from the slave traders, and perhaps have a certain relationship with the eyes of the gods.
The other end of the world, in the endless darkness.
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The woman sat quietly on her throne, her eyes sparkling in a strange red light.
"The darkness has begun to form," she said in a low voice. "After a while, the balance of the world will be broken. When the glory of the world becomes the most dazzling, our dark Dais will sweep the world."
"Inherit the enchanted man, come here. The place where the sun rises is where you really shine. The end of the world is your grave."
The gear of fate has begun to turn.
"Ah!" Young Arthur woke up, and the forehead was already covered with sweat.
"That voice! It won't be"
the next day.
The teenager was awakened by a rush of knocking on the door. He wondered: Today is a holiday, and it is not always necessary to serve Richard on holidays. !
Arthur opened the door of the dormitory and saw not Richard's anger, but a thin knight. From his epaulettes, he is a bronze knight specializing in the order.
"The 122nd servant Arthur Kelton," said the Knights of the Order. "Please go to the third conference room in the East Wing."
"Know it" Arthur Road.
"What's wrong? Richard is looking for you trouble? Isn't that going to fire you?" Lancelot climbed out of bed and asked worriedly.
"It would be like that." Arthur answered his roommate absently. The meaning behind this sentence is only known to him.