Vol 2 Chapter 20: Courage (Part 2)

　　 Ancestral retracted his feet, carefully observing Oli, who had just been neglected, with a petite body and terrifying explosive power. If you ignore the appearance, this is an opponent worth fighting.
　　 Ollie also stopped crying, she was a little nervous, the magic in her hand condensed, and the magic model began to weave.
　　 Ancestral felt the condensed magic power, and his heart thumped wildly, which could be fatal! He had just come into contact with the wizard's road and had not really chosen the path yet, but at this moment, he felt the horror of the wizard.
　　 "Little girl, I have no intentions!"
　　 Ancestral raised his hands quickly, indicating that he was harmless.
　　 Ollie looked at Ancestral earnestly, the wind blade in her hand gradually took shape, and her eyes lightly glanced at Arnold who was packing food.
　　 "Are you also a contractor? Why are you here?"
　　 Ancestral noticed Ollie’s eyes and replied: "I just became a contractor by accident. I was wandering around the fortress and saw this scene accidentally. This boy is very tough and I appreciate it."
Ancestral has his own pride. He is the secret knight genre, the last heir to the flow of mind. Feigned death escaped the chasing of the chaser and came to the most chaotic and complex demon hunting wilderness. He did not expect to be here. Became a so-called wizard apprentice.
　　 He has passed the "Introduction to Wizards" and knows what a wizard is. This is also a group of humans who study extraordinary powers, and is systematic and theoretical. It can be said that from this aspect, it completely surpasses his own genre.
　　 However, he has his own pride. He always considers himself a knight. He wants to combine the essence of his genre with the wizarding path, but he has not yet got a clue.
　　 Arnold's tenacity caught his attention, and he wanted to contact Arnold further.
　　 "He is my family, you are not allowed to approach him!"
　　 Ollie is like a hen protecting the chicks, lifting the wind blade high.
　　 "Dear lady, I don't mean to offend. But this boy is very different. I admire him. I want to teach him some skills so that he can stop his bruising and swollen nose. That's all."
　　 Ancestral said solemnly.
　　 The wind blade in Oli's hand gradually dissipated, and she suddenly bowed to Ancestral ninety degrees and said, "I misunderstood you. Please teach him."
　　 The two followed the unconscious Arnold back to the hospice together.
　　 Along the way, Ancestral got a deeper understanding of Arnold, a young man who, as a mortal, has always believed in his heroic qualities.
　　In the eyes of other people, Arnold is a different kind, but Ancestral thinks that this boy has the most precious qualities. He has great courage and dares to carry the burdens and problems of other people on his shoulders.
　　 This is the man Ansesta has been looking for for a long time, a young man full of passion, just like his young self.
　　 "Oli, everyone, come and see, what did I get!"
　　 Anuo, with a blue nose and a swollen face, excitedly summoned the young girls who had lost everything because of the gloomy believer attack.
　　 only ate some diluted vegetable soup, the people grumbled with hungry, looked weakly at Arnold, and lowered their heads again.
　　 Arnold did not distribute food immediately, but went in to find Oli, but did not find it.
　　 Just as he was in a hurry, Oli walked in from the door.
　　 "I'm looking for you! Come, let's share food and meat together!"
　　 A group of young girls heard what Arnold said, smelling the meat in the opened bag, and rushed up excitedly.
　　 "Slow down, slow down, don't grab it. This is for Oli, and the rest is for you."
　　 "Hey, don't you keep one for me!"
　　 Arnold shouted as he directed.
　　 "Here, I just saved it for you."
　　 Ollie squinted her eyes, swallowed the tears from her eyes, gave Arnold a big smile, and handed him a piece of bacon.
　　 In the afternoon, Arnold was in the yard recalling the actions of a few teenagers who beat him in the morning, and kept trying to imitate them.
　　 "Boy, do you want to learn some powerful moves?"
　　 Ancestral walked straight in and said to Arnold.
"who are you?"
　　 Ancestral didn't answer. He raised his fist and punched it to the ground of the hospice, and he plunged into the ground with his entire fist.
　　 "Such power, do you want to learn?"
　　 Ansesita asked again.
"Want to learn!"
　　 Arnold said without hesitation.
　　 Since then, Ancestral will take Arnold to a nearby garbage dump every afternoon to exercise his skills and get him enough meat.
　　 One month later, Arnold's ability to resist and dodge has greatly increased. The teenagers who exchanged food for sandbags hit him, almost unable to cause substantial damage to him.
　　 "Uncle Melancholy, why do you always teach me how to be beaten, how to avoid, and not teach me how to fight?"
　　 After an exercise, Arnold asked Ancestral.
　　 "Arnold, I want to ask, why are you fighting?"
　　 Ancestral said to Arnold with a serious face.
　　 "Because I am a hero," Arnold smiled at Ancestral and bared eight teeth: "A hero must be able to fight."
　　 "Then what do you think is a hero?"
　　 Ancestral asked Arnold again.
　　 "A hero is capable of protecting the weak and saving the good."
　　 Arnold's voice suddenly became lower. He thought of his father, the hunter who had good qualities but no power, and was finally hung on a branch to dry.
　　 Arnold will never forget, the look in his father's eyes is not the despair of the passing of life, but the guilt of his inability to save everyone.
　　 "I want to be like a father, but I must have a stronger power!"
　　 Arnold suddenly said loudly.
"Arnold," Ancestral said warmly, "I already understand your mind. Will is a kind of power, and you have firm courage. If one day, you transform courage into strength, you will become stronger than me. knight!"
　　 "I will teach you the secrets of knights, now, swear to me!"
　　"Humility, integrity, compassion, courage, justice, sacrifice, honor, loyalty!
　　 I swear to be kind to the weak,
　　 I swear bravely against rape,
　　 I swear to fight against all mistakes,
　　 I swear to fight for the defenseless,
　　 I swear to help anyone who asks me for help,
　　 I swear not to harm any woman,
　　 I swear to help my brother and comrade,
　　 I swear to treat my friends sincerely,
　　 I swear that I will remain with my beloved to death~EbookFREE.me~ Arnold finished the sentence one by one, Ancestral drew his sword and placed it flat on Arnold's shoulder.
　　 "Now, you are a knight."
　　 "You need to strictly demand yourself with the eight virtues, and choose one of them as your fundamental creed!"
　　 "What is the fundamental creed?" Arnold asked blankly.
　　 "The fundamental creed is the reason why you are your belief, what you believe most."
　　 Ancestral said solemnly.
　　 "As long as you have fearless courage, you can become a real hero. Courage is what I believe most!"
　　 Arnold thought of his father, thought of his firm eyes, and his eyes became firm.
"Then, in the name of courage, I will teach you how to exercise knights. This is the experience that the ancestors summed up bit by bit, a way of breathing, walking, sitting and lying, according to my current understanding, perhaps it is Adapting to the ubiquitous rhythm of magic, unifying the self and the natural rhythm."
　　 "When you are truly unified with the natural rhythm, all ordinary moves can be easily mastered. Legend has it that in a long time ago, there was a knight who injected his creed into the rhythm and possessed the power comparable to a hero."
　　 Arno listened to Ancestral's description, excited.
　　 "Uncle Melancholy, are you unified with the natural rhythm? How do you put the creed into the rhythm?"
　　 "I have not yet, I hope you can achieve it. As for how to inject the creed into the rhythm, the knight did not pass down the method, we need to explore it ourselves."
　　 After listening to Ancestral's words, Arnold was not depressed, but was more motivated.
　　 "Then let me inject the rhythm with courage and become the next knight comparable to a hero!"