Chapter 453: The Mysterious House’s Internal Conflic (1/2)

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“If you follow me any longer, I will attack you!”

A few minutes later, the old man almost went mad from Ayrin’s pestering as his killing intent flared up.

“Uncle Rei, don’t......” The skinny youth weakly pleaded.

“If fighting won’t cause any further damage to your body, will you fight me?” Ayrin’s eyes shone. He could not wait to fight against the legendary Psychic Style.

“You......” The old man seemed very obedient toward the skinny youth’s words. However, as he saw Ayrin’s enthusiasm to fight, he became speechless from anger.

Ayrin looked in the distance. “Are you heading towards the Doa Royal City? If so, we’re going to the same place!” He exclaimed as if he had found a new continent.

The old man’s expression worsened. He stiffened up and was about to turn away.

“Uncle Rei, they’re not bad people. If we’re going to the same place anyway, can we travel with them?” The skinny youth suddenly pleaded.

“I cannot allow that!” The old man resolutely rejected. However, after saying so, he seemed a little regretful. He took a deep breath and quickly explained, “I know that because we have been hiding for all these years, you haven’t had the chance to make any friends of similar age. I also know you love to listen to their stories. The Holy Dawn Academy team that was initially evaluated as a weeds-level team eventually rising to become the champion is very inspiring, especially considering they dared to make Baratheon an enemy. However, even if we ignore our situation, they have a massive bounty of a dragon egg on their heads. The enemies that they will attract can even affect us. You also know that I’m already......”

“Could it be......” Rinloran unconsciously frowned. He could hear some implied meaning from the last words of the old man.

“I don’t know what kind of enemies you have. But even if they are as strong as the Baratheon, are you going to hide forever?” Ayrin maintained his passionate and encouraging tone as he continued, “Gramps, you’re already old. If you continue hiding like this and not give him a chance to make any friends, who will take care of him when you are unable to?”

Those words seemed to have hit the old man’s weak spot. He paled and his hands started trembling violently.

“Oi oi oi! Ayrin, what do you mean!?” Stingham interjected. He then grumbled, “Ayrin, if you want to take care of that guy, carry him yourself. Don’t ask me to carry him.”

The skinny youth heard Stingham’s complaint and lowered his head in dejection.

“Idiot!” Rinloran coldly scolded Stingham.

“It’s fine.” Ayrin kept his passionate and serious tone, “If gramps is really unwell, we can bring them back to the Holy Dawn Academy.”

The old man’s breath strangely paused for a moment.

He could feel a slight trembling from the skinny youth on his back.

Is it possible?

He unconsciously stopped to think about the possibility.

Whoosh!

At that moment, his mind suddenly warned him of danger. He instantly stood upright and raised his head.

“Who’s there?” Ayrin also felt the presence and followed the old man’s gaze.

Psst!

An invisible wave suddenly appeared behind the old man and cut toward the skinny youth’s nape.

Bam!

Several gem-like crimson feathers appeared in front of the youth’s nape, blocking the invisible wave.

The old man immediately turned around and showed a shocked expression.

Even he failed to respond to that ambush in time. If not for Ferguillo’s interference, the skinny youth on his back would probably be a corpse right now.

“Enemy!”

Ayrin, Rinloran and Stingham moved on reflex. In the blink of an eye, they stood in a triangle formation to protect the old man and skinny youth at the center.

A haughty voice could be heard, “Yinreizou, looks like you have suffered a heavy injury. Old age hasn’t been kind to your strength either, I see. You were even deceived by an ambush of that level.”

A tall young man wearing a high-collar arcane robe appeared before them.

At the same time, bursts of black smoke exploded around them.

There was no arcane energy fluctuation. However, a person appeared from each burst of black smoke.

At least a dozen arcane masters soundlessly appeared.

Those arcane masters had different heights, but all of them wore neatly trimmed, tight black leather arcane robes. Various materialized weapons or artifacts hung on their backs.

They also wore various kinds of masks. The forehead of the mask had a ‘Psychic’ character marking.

When the skinny youth saw the tall young man, his expression became even more pale. He started wobbling.

The skinny youth bit his lips and spoke with a trembling voice, “I’m the one you want, let Uncle Rei and the others go......”