Light Spirit Epic Chapter 11

Chapter 11: The Wake of Fate

Arthur fumbled in the base for a long time, fearlessly crossing through the long and deep iron corridor.

Along the way there were a lot of patrolling knights. They watched with indifference as the humble servant youth passed by. In peacetime, if one of the servants was seen walking through this restricted area of ​​the base, the knights would have already intercepted Arthur for a cross-examination.

Maybe it was suspiciousness? In Arthur’s eyes, the eyes of the knights that passed by him seemed to be strange, they seemed to be inwardly laughing at him.

How many people saw his battle in the simulation training room? How many people have laughed at his stupid behavior and clumsy fighting? He felt ashamed thinking about it.

He shook his head and tried to put aside these thoughts. Perhaps things were not as bad as he had imagined. As much as possible, the teenager avoided the patrolling knights and after a lot of effort, he finally fumbled back to his own dormitory.

“Arthur, you’re finally back?” As soon as he pushed the door in, the blond youth Lancelot turned to Arthur and asked with worry, “Do you know that Richard was looking for you everywhere?”

“I don’t want to see him for the time being.” Arthur lay in bed tiredly. “If he comes, then tell him to find his father and say ‘I’ve had enough to deal with them father and son’.”

"Aaaaahh? What to say? Do you think that a person like you would have the opportunity to talk with the Head of the North Heaven Knights?" Lancelot just wanted to make fun of Arthur, but when he looked back, he saw that the youth was already asleep.

Despite this, Lancelot complained to the sleeping Arthur, "You are always like this and treat other people's word as the wind in your ears, Huuuuuuu, Why did I become friends with such arrogant person?"

Although he said that, Lancelot's mind flashed back to the scene when he and Arthur met for the first time. The pale looking youth in the slums was staring at the youth from a noble family with a determined gaze. Arthur's black eyes can leave a deep impression on anyone's mind. The eyes seemed to emit light, was it the light of rage or something else?

Then the Viscount Richard bought Arthur's thin and useless body from a slave trader. Perhaps this was a relationship set by the eyes of the heavens?

………………

On the other side of the world, darkness covered everything……endless darkness engulfed everything.

A woman sat quietly on her throne, her eyes were emitting with a strange red glow.

“The darkness has begun to form.” Her deep voice said. “In a short time, the balance of the world will be broken. When the glory of the world reaches the most brightest, our Dark Race will sweep the world.”

“Inheritor of the enchantment, come here. The place where the sun rises is where you truly shine. The end of the world will be your grave.”

The gears of fate has begun to turn.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaa!!"The youth Arthur suddenly woke up, his forehead had long been covered with huge beads of sweat.

"That voice! It can’t be……."

The next day.

The youth was awakened by a rush of knocks. He wondered, 'Today is a holiday, should I even serve Richard on a damn holiday?!'

Arthur opened the door of the dormitory, it was not Richard's anger that met him but slender knight. Judging from his shoulders, he was a Bronze Knight specifically responsible on delivering orders passed from the hihger ups.

"One hundredth and twenty two servant, Arthur Kelton, " The knight said, "Please immediately report to the conference room on the east wing."

"Understood…" Arthur said.

"What's wrong? Is Richard giving you trouble? He is not going to expel you, isn't he?" Lancelot climbed out of bed and asked in worry.

"IF it is, then that's really good. " Arthur absently answered his roommate, Only he knew the meaning behind this sentence.

Another freaking chapter guys. Hope you like it…… -Magus

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