15 For Justice (1/2)

Chapter 15: For Justice

Translator: winniethepooh, Kris_LiuEditor: Vermillion

The morning sunshine was not very strong. Lucien was lying in the sun, covered with wounds and blood. Staring at the clear blue sky, breathing the fresh air gently, Lucien forgot the pain. His mind was waving like a deep ocean.

Lucien realized that everything he had experienced before led him to his final decision: learning magic. Although he knew he had to be even more careful and cautious in the future, at the same time, he felt more relaxed than ever before, after making up his mind.

There was even a smile on Lucien’s bruised face. He felt he had genuinely grown up within the past couple of days, much faster than in his own world. The anger, the feeling of inferiority and the sense of insecurity had blended together and pushed him to that decision. And he was also gifted with the library.

So why not? Lucien asked himself, feeling relieved from his long-time repression.

“My poor Evans! Oh my poor Evans! Are you alright?” Alisa tried to hold Lucien’s hand.

The slight movement of his arms and legs made Lucien wince in pain.

“I’m okay, Aunty Alisa. They didn’t want to kill me, fortunately.”

Aunty Alisa held Lucien’s arm and led him back to her place. She kept swearing with great anger, “These bastards would be hanged and tortured in hell by endless flames!”

After cleaning the wounds, Alisa was about to ask Lucien what happened today. Before that, it seemed like she suddenly thought of something, and her hands acted a bit awkward.

“Lucien...”

“Yes, Aunty Alisa?”

“This… this is the thing. John’s coming back today. Can you keep this to yourself without letting him know? You know John… You’re his best friend. If he hears about it… I’m afraid that he wouldn’t be able to constrain himself from taking revenge. As a knight squire, he would be in big trouble then…”

Knowing John was Aunty Alisa and Uncle Joel’s great hope, Lucien nodded.

“Of… of course. It’s not a big deal, actually.” Lucien put a hard smile.

Alisa held Lucien’s hand, with tears in her eyes.

“Thank you, my little Evans.”

“Are you trying to hide anything from me?”

It was John’s voice. Wearing the grey knight suit, John was standing by the door. Neither Alisa nor Lucien noticed him.

Alisa answered hurriedly, “Nothing, nothing. You came back earlier?”

John walked in and pulled a chair for himself. He sat down beside Lucien.

“The Grand Duke summoned Lord Venn, and I followed him back to Aalto. Mom, I’m a knight squire now. I’m not an imprudent young boy anymore.”

Then he turned to Lucien. “You look much worse than the last time we got thrashed together. What happened? Don’t try to lie. I bet lots of neighbours were there and saw it.” John added.

Lucien looked at Alisa, who had already compromised the secret. Then he told John the story in full detail. During his talking, Lucien could feel the tension in the air due to John’s feelings, which was the same that he felt from the guards he fought together in the sewers.

Of course, John was very angry, but he managed to calm himself down quickly. He patted Lucien’s hand gently and smiled.

“You’re really clever, the most clever among us. Find money in trash… really, good for you! I’m sure you will do a good job if you learn to read.”

Then, shrugging his shoulders, John went outside of the room and fetched a long wooden club from the kitchen.

“Oh no…” Alisa sighed.

“Mom, you know I gotta do this, for my friend.”

“But John, Lord Venn won’t be happy about this…”

“Yes, John…” Lucien hurriedly asked, “Don’t go. It’s not a big deal. Look at me. I’m okay.”

John turned around and shook his head.

“Lord Venn always told us, as a knight, one is supposed to protect the weak and fight against the violent. As a squire, I already regard myself as a knight and try to follow the knight’s belief.”

His eyes were intent. His gestures expansive.