"I'm surprised. Why could a prince be killed so easily?" A lazy voice sounded in the tavern room. Behind the screen, Andor was lying lazily in the bathtub, carefully scrubbing his bruised body.
Ruge raised his eyebrows. As the guardian knight of the second prince, veins popped up on his forehead and anger surged in his heart when he heard such provocative words. He took a deep breath, tried to suppress the anger in his heart, cast a soundproof barrier, and then said calmly: "Be careful when you say such things next time. You should know your current identity."
Andorra smiled slightly, his eyes twinkling with a playful light: "You haven't answered my question yet."
Facing Andor's commanding tone, although Ruger knew that the Second Prince in front of him was a fake, he had to suppress his anger and answered respectfully: "It was my negligence. The Second Prince actually has a lot of life-saving alchemical equipment, but those equipment are mainly protective items against magic. If you don't use magic, you naturally can't activate them."
Andor stood up from the tub, water drops sliding down his slender arms. He said calmly, "Then can't we defend against it without using magic?"
Luger pointed at himself, with a hint of helplessness in his tone: "So it was my negligence. Under my protection, it is almost impossible to assassinate the Second Prince without magic, unless that person's strength is far beyond mine."
Andor put on simple clothes, walked up to Ruger, smiled and patted his shoulder: "Then I hope you won't be so careless like today in the future. This is fatal to you and the family behind you."
Ruger's face was gloomy, and he thought to himself, who would have thought that a ten-year-old child could kill so decisively, with that precise neck-twisting technique, just like an elite killer specially trained by the Killer Guild.
"Don't worry, Second Prince. I will be alert to everyone from now on and won't give others the chance to hurt you."
Andorra laughed. “It’s good that you think so, but you should not only be wary of humans. After all, it’s not just humans who can kill people.”
Ruger nodded, and at this moment, there was a gentle knock on the door.
"My dear friends, the child has woken up." Ruger removed the silent barrier, opened the door, and saw a priest looking at him with a smile on his face.
Andor glanced at the old priest. He had treated his mother before, so they were acquaintances. He nodded and said, "Very good. Here is your reward." Then, Andor took out a few gold coins from his space ring and handed them to the other party. The pastor took it with a smile and left happily.
Andor looked at the direction where the priest left and said calmly, "Ruger, find a random place to kill him."
Luger looked at Andor in shock: "Your Highness, why?"
Andor glanced at him coldly. "To be safe, this old pastor knows my parents and has met my brother. Besides, I don't know how effective your soundproof barrier is. Now we have to be careful, careful, and careful. We can't make any mistakes."
After listening to Andor's words, Ruger was about to leave when he heard Andor continue to say, "I hope this is the last time you question my decision. From now on, you just do whatever I ask you to do. Got it?"
Ruger could hardly suppress the anger in his heart. When he turned around, he saw Andorra's eyes, which were emotionless and like dead water. The biting coldness from those eyes instantly extinguished his anger. He felt that the Second Prince in front of him was even more terrifying than the one he had served before.
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Andor walked slowly towards his brother Ed's room next door, his heart full of concern. The moment he opened the door, he saw that Ed had woken up. I have to say that the old pastor's healing skills are really amazing. Although Ed was covered in wounds, he has almost recovered.
Of course the most important thing is that Ed himself did not suffer too much damage under Ace's protection.
"Brother!" Ed was like a frightened deer. When he saw Andor, he immediately threw himself into his arms.
Andorra gently stroked his brother's head and said softly, "Don't worry, don't worry, brother is here."
Outside the door, Ruger was concentrating on wiping the blood off his sword. Seeing this scene through the window, he couldn't help but shook his head slightly.
In the home of the old hunter Adrian, Adrian looked at the knights following his two sons with some fear.
Luger smiled and explained to Adrian, "Don't worry, your son has been chosen by my prince, who hopes to join his family. His Highness admires Ace very much, and will train Ace from a young age to make him a guardian knight like me. With this child's talent, it is inevitable that he will become a knight, but he may not be able to see you before he becomes a knight."
The old hunter Adrian never expected that such a great thing would happen to his son.
Knights, as a noble class, even the lowest level of nobility, are a superior existence, and they are the existence that common people like them need to look up to.
When Ed heard that he would be separated from his brother, he was reluctant, but he finally understood what becoming a knight meant to his brother.
Adrian was also reluctant to part with his eldest son, but how could he possibly stop this opportunity to make a big leap forward? He held Luger's hand tightly, his eyes pleading: "Then I'm leaving it to you. My son is still young. If he does something wrong and offends the young master of a noble family, please take good care of him."
As he said this, Adrien was about to kneel down. Seeing this, Ruger's heart tightened. He didn't dare to let his future master's father kneel down to him. He quickly supported the old hunter and said, "Don't worry, I will take good care of Ace."
Ace looked at his father and brother with a slightly gentle look in his eyes: "Don't worry, father, I will definitely work hard to stand out, become a knight, and return home in glory. Although I am participating in the knight training, I will receive a subsidy every month, and this money can make our family live a better life."
Adrian held his son's hand, his heart deeply moved. He only hoped that Ace could live a good life. As for whether he had the money or not, it was no longer important. In his heart, his son is always the most important.
After leaving behind a dozen gold coins, Ace completely cut off his past and left the home that had been with him for ten years with Andor and Ruger.
After this separation, it may be difficult to see him again in the future, unless he can stand at the top, above everyone else.
Andor stood on the top of the mountain and looked towards his home. At this moment, he had taken off the clothes called "poverty" and changed into luxurious royal clothes. Under the roar of the wind, he murmured, "It turns out that killing is not a simple matter..."
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