A13chapter 7 Part1 (2/2)

”Capture them”

Actions speak faster than words In a flash, Percival unsheathed the sword hanging on his waist and readied hihts too, raised their weapons at ready Percival's swordmanshi+p is indeed impressive Be it on the offensive or defensive, it was obvious to see that he was taught well Dexterous and light on his feet, he effortlessly dodged every slashes that came his way

Lin Ling took advantage of the chaos to approach Arthur

She could not accept it She does not want to believe that their paths would no longer cross She refuse to accept that they are now strangers after what they've been through

”Arthur”

She whispered the words filled with bitterness and sorrow

The sword in his hand glistened dangerously His pair of purple eyes locked onto her coldly The warrasp

”Arthur You You really don't recognise me?”

Lin Ling wished to confirm it once more no matter the cost

She no longer recognise those eyes of his It was not the tender and loving gaze she once knew The pain in her chest hurts the worst than it had been

In a flash, a frigid wind ca Her eyes ith surprise, she raised her arms in front of her

The young king stopped his hand The cold, glinting silver tip was right in front of her face

Although he did not bring the sword down, her soul felt like it was stabbed It was cold initially, but soon the feeling spread all over her lier within her reach

Why?

She seems fairl The voice in his heart grew louder with tiet what he was previously doing

Percival saw a slanced towards Lin Ling's direction, and was filled with anxiety He does not knohat she'll do next nor as she thinking All of these thoughts filled his mind

”123, quickly come to my side!”

He shouted at her

Lin Ling did not hear a word at all She pursed her lips All of a sudden, she grabbed the sword in front of her She did not feel any pain on her palm as blood continues to drip Her vision blacked out all of a sudden, and her s and leaned forward

Arthur hastily pulled away his sword in hand, but it was too late The tip pierced through the old wound on her shoulder causing the blood to spurt

Percival irl

Seeing how the girl was safely in the ar headache Memories flashed in his head It is a memory of someone he knew The faic and war When he finally recovered, the young irl in tow