The Primordial Wizard

"Oli, you and Uncle Melancholy go first, I want to escape with the rest of the children. A real hero should not be afraid of difficulties. I am a knight, and the creed of courage will give me strength!"

Arnold said with clear eyes and firm eyes.

"Arnold, your current strength is not enough to protect these children from leaving the fortress safely. You and Oli go to the assembly point, and I will take these children to find a way to leave."

Ansesta said.

"Uncle Melancholy..."

Arnold wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Ansesta directly: "You are a knight with true heroic qualities, you must keep your promise! You promised to protect Ollie, this is your responsibility. And I , I also promise you to protect these children, and as knights, go to fulfill your respective promises!"

Arnold was a little tongue-tied, he felt that this was wrong, but he couldn't refute it.

"I just had some insights. I originally wanted to teach you carefully later. Now I can only let you feel it. You must remember this feeling, inject the belief and will in your heart into the inherent magic power, and then give back to your heart. That's heart."

Ansesta hugged Arnold's heart back and forth with both hands, and used his heart to go out from Arnold's heart, circulate in a circle, and return to the heart.

Arnold seemed to see a lone knight holding a lance, and behind him was a crowd of figures, poorly dressed slaves, healthy-looking freemen, citizens, children, the elderly, women, and a group of wizard apprentices in black robes.

The knight stubbornly raised his spear, drove his mount, and rushed towards the army composed of demons, devils, and descendants of gods.

boom!

Arnold felt that he understood something, but he seemed to understand nothing.

"Remember it, knight Arnold! This kind of power is called heart power. If we can get out of the fortress alive, remember to call me master!" Ansesta said with a sunny smile, tossing her golden wavy hair.

"We will definitely get out of the fortress alive, this is the knight's promise! Also, I don't want to call you master, Uncle Melancholy." Arnold resolutely said to Ansesta, and then made another grimace.

The wizard apprentices received the information one after another. Some of them set off immediately, and some took their families with them like Betty, but the only one who protected the strangers from the fortress was the knight Ansesta himself.

Ansesta looked at the cheap apprentice who was fooled away by him, and let out a long breath.

"It's a good thing that A Nuo is stupid, and I got in with a promise. You are still young, A Nuo, and you have a beautiful love and future waiting for you, so you can't run into danger here."

With firm eyes, he drew his long sword.

"And I'm different. As early as ten years ago in that battle, I should have died. Let me fulfill the promise of a knight and truly act like a knight. Come on, this enemy is worth fighting!"

With firm steps, he entered the poorhouse and awakened a group of orphans. As a wandering knight traveling north and south, Ansesta's eloquence was good, and he successfully fooled the children in the poorhouse to escape with him.

On the other side, the gray believers gathered, led by Alex Rona, to attack the god-born, and all this was seen by Dickens who came quietly.

Dickens trembled all over. He didn't expect that the leader of the dark believers turned out to be Alex Rona, a descendant of the royal family. This was almost as shocking news as the dark believers sneaked into the fortress.

Many images flashed through his mind. His father and brothers were all in the north, and he was loved as a young boy. The family tried their best to send him to the royal city to learn superb martial arts from the great hero Arnold Byrne.

He still remembers his father's expectant smile, his elder brother's warm palm, and his second brother's complex expression of envy and expectation. That was the last time he saw his family.

Not long after he arrived in Wangcheng, he received a letter from the northern fortress. The Rona family was suddenly attacked by dark believers, and his father and brother all died.

Dickens stared at Alex Rona, opened his mouth, and let out a silent roar. He remained motionless, like a dead body, and waited until the dark believers scattered to attack, then quietly rushed towards the hero Moore. Run to Rona's mansion.

A graceful figure emerged from the darkness, her gestures were full of charm, she looked at the departing Dickens, her lips parted slightly.

"Little mouse, if I hadn't covered it up for you, you would have been discovered by Alex a long time ago with your level of concealment. I was worrying about how to let the descendants of the gods in the fortress know in advance that you came. Coincidence."

She caressed her suet-like white arm, raised the corners of her mouth, and smiled inexplicably.

"It seems that there are still people who want to be a fisherman. Who could it be?"

Accompanied by the bell-like charming laughter, the graceful figure gradually disappeared.

When Dickens arrives at the mansion of the great hero Moore Rona, he finds Kent Rona there.

"Lord Moore, Lord Kent. I just saw with my own eyes that the gray believers gathered on Third Avenue, and then went to attack all parts of the fortress."

As soon as Dickens arrived at the lobby of Moore's mansion, he knelt on his knees and shouted loudly.

"What! Are you sure what you said is accurate?"

Moore Roner immediately got up and walked to Dickens.

"I would like to guarantee it with my head. In addition, I have seen a secret, and I have to report it to you alone!"

Dickens said with a firm face.

Moore Roner listened, thought for a while, and waved his hands to make the others back off. Dickens stood up and listened to him.

"What! You said..."

Moore Rona looked shocked. He was about to say his name when Dickens covered his mouth.

"My lord, I'm worried that he has eyes and ears here, we must be careful."

Moore Rona's face was almost liver-colored with anger. He panted and said, "Organize people, act immediately, and go to his mansion. In addition, notify the whole fortress to be vigilant, and the descendants of the gods must gather here!"

Ollie and Arnold were still running towards the first alley near the south gate. They left relatively early, and the almshouse was not too far from the south gate, so they soon arrived there.

"Where is the apostle named Bayern?" Arnold knew that there was a wizard apprentice among the people in front of him through the hint in the magic book, so he asked.

"Don't you even know the black cat Bayern? It's the one on the wall." A muscular man holding a huge ax replied, and the men, women and children around him cuddled up to him, as if they were his family.

"Hey, are you the apostle? When will we leave the fortress?" Arnold jumped onto the wall and squatted in front of the black cat Bayern and asked.

"There is still half an hour left, and I will lead everyone who arrives at the assembly point to leave, including the relatives and friends you brought." Bayern said anxiously.

"That means there is still time, thank you Black Cat!" Arnold jumped off the wall and ran to Oli.

"I'm going to meet Uncle Melancholy and the others. Knights not only have to keep their promises, but I once swore to help my brothers and comrades-in-arms and fight for the unarmed. I think this is the time, Ollie, will you support me?"

Arnold said to Ollie seriously.