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Chapter 237: Chapter 237
Lucia's Point of View
Helmsforth Temple
Moving in front of him, I spoke. "I have your sword, Arthur. It is in safe hands, I assure you." Gesturing down another hall, my brow raised. "Would you like me to take you to it?"
"Are you sure he should be up and moving?" Typhon asked softly in worry. "Was he not declared de-"
Cassidy placed her hand over his mouth. "Don't worry about him none, Arthur. Ya get yer sword, and we'll look after those here." My brows furrowed in confusion when I saw her grip tighten on his arm to hold him in place.
Arthur looked at me and nodded before following, hunched over with his hand covering his nub. "Sweetheart." Aydalia called out.
Aien suddenly appeared off to the side, but the sight of his father made Alwin frown. "Yes?"
"Lucia-" Arthur began, but I ignored him as I shook my head.
My hands came up to the sides of my head as I grabbed it. "We struggled against one Ghoul, and you killed dozens from your bed!" Moving in front of him, I began tapping his chest angrily. "Then, when you wake up, you go crazy and not to mention all the weird things that happened in your room with the stars!" My taps turned to slaps as I saw his blood-soaked robes. "You don't get to just get up and act like nothing happened! Look at your arm, Arthur! It's gone!"
He grabbed my hand, and I tried to pull it back, but I couldn't. Using my free hand to try and pull away was pointless. Arthur was right. There was no one here who was his equal. Even in this state, he could heal everyone, save us, and strut about while bleeding profusely. It wasn't until I realized that tears were pouring down my cheeks that I looked up at him to have my eyes widen. There were no words to describe the expression Arthur wore as he spoke without any emotion.
"What do you mean? What stars?" His head tilted almost like you would expect from a doll of sorts as his eyes began to glow.
Shying away from him, I answered. "When you died, a bunch of stars appeared in your room as it glassed over in a black substance of some kind. None of us wanted to get close after what you just did."
Arthur's face began twitching in anger as he kept his eyes homed in on me. Slowly, he let go of my arm as his hand seemed to do so almost mechanically. He backed away from me and turned away from our entire group. None of us knew what was happening but became even more confused when he looked at his missing arm with a glare.
After a moment, Arthur deflated visibly as his shoulders slumped, and he turned back to me. "I'm sorry you had to go through that." He said softly. "It must've been terrifying." Closing his eyes, the Knight continued. "I know you have questions, but I do too. Is my arm still around?"
Wiping my face with my fingers, I answered with a sigh. "Your arm has been placed in stasis. Given that your wound is cursed and refuses to stop bleeding, we had no other choice."
"Another curse, eh?" Arthur said softly as he looked at his nub, but his words rang through my mind.
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Chapter 237: Chapter 237
Lucia's Point of View
Helmsforth Temple
Moving in front of him, I spoke. "I have your sword, Arthur. It is in safe hands, I assure you." Gesturing down another hall, my brow raised. "Would you like me to take you to it?"
"Are you sure he should be up and moving?" Typhon asked softly in worry. "Was he not declared de-"
Cassidy placed her hand over his mouth. "Don't worry about him none, Arthur. Ya get yer sword, and we'll look after those here." My brows furrowed in confusion when I saw her grip tighten on his arm to hold him in place.
Arthur looked at me and nodded before following, hunched over with his hand covering his nub. "Sweetheart." Aydalia called out.
Aien suddenly appeared off to the side, but the sight of his father made Alwin frown. "Yes?"
"Lucia-" Arthur began, but I ignored him as I shook my head.
My hands came up to the sides of my head as I grabbed it. "We struggled against one Ghoul, and you killed dozens from your bed!" Moving in front of him, I began tapping his chest angrily. "Then, when you wake up, you go crazy and not to mention all the weird things that happened in your room with the stars!" My taps turned to slaps as I saw his blood-soaked robes. "You don't get to just get up and act like nothing happened! Look at your arm, Arthur! It's gone!"
He grabbed my hand, and I tried to pull it back, but I couldn't. Using my free hand to try and pull away was pointless. Arthur was right. There was no one here who was his equal. Even in this state, he could heal everyone, save us, and strut about while bleeding profusely. It wasn't until I realized that tears were pouring down my cheeks that I looked up at him to have my eyes widen. There were no words to describe the expression Arthur wore as he spoke without any emotion.
"What do you mean? What stars?" His head tilted almost like you would expect from a doll of sorts as his eyes began to glow.
Shying away from him, I answered. "When you died, a bunch of stars appeared in your room as it glassed over in a black substance of some kind. None of us wanted to get close after what you just did."
Arthur's face began twitching in anger as he kept his eyes homed in on me. Slowly, he let go of my arm as his hand seemed to do so almost mechanically. He backed away from me and turned away from our entire group. None of us knew what was happening but became even more confused when he looked at his missing arm with a glare.
After a moment, Arthur deflated visibly as his shoulders slumped, and he turned back to me. "I'm sorry you had to go through that." He said softly. "It must've been terrifying." Closing his eyes, the Knight continued. "I know you have questions, but I do too. Is my arm still around?"
Wiping my face with my fingers, I answered with a sigh. "Your arm has been placed in stasis. Given that your wound is cursed and refuses to stop bleeding, we had no other choice."
"Another curse, eh?" Arthur said softly as he looked at his nub, but his words rang through my mind.
The source of this content is N0veII_bInChapter 237: Chapter 237 Lucia's Point of View Helmsforth Temple Moving in front of him, I spoke. "I have your sword, Arthur. It is in safe hands, I assure you." Gesturing down another hall, my brow raised. "Would you like me to take you to it?" "Are you sure he should be up and moving?" Typhon asked softly in worry. "Was he not declared de-" Cassidy placed her hand over his mouth. "Don't worry about him none, Arthur. Ya get yer sword, and we'll look after those here." My brows furrowed in confusion when I saw her grip tighten on his arm to hold him in place. Arthur looked at me and nodded before following, hunched over with his hand covering his nub. "Sweetheart." Aydalia called out. Aien suddenly appeared off to the side, but the sight of his father made Alwin frown. "Yes?" "Lucia-" Arthur began, but I ignored him as I shook my head. My hands came up to the sides of my head as I grabbed it. "We struggled against one Ghoul, and you killed dozens from your bed!" Moving in front of him, I began tapping his chest angrily. "Then, when you wake up, you go crazy and not to mention all the weird things that happened in your room with the stars!" My taps turned to slaps as I saw his blood-soaked robes. "You don't get to just get up and act like nothing happened! Look at your arm, Arthur! It's gone!" He grabbed my hand, and I tried to pull it back, but I couldn't. Using my free hand to try and pull away was pointless. Arthur was right. There was no one here who was his equal. Even in this state, he could heal everyone, save us, and strut about while bleeding profusely. It wasn't until I realized that tears were pouring down my cheeks that I looked up at him to have my eyes widen. There were no words to describe the expression Arthur wore as he spoke without any emotion. "What do you mean? What stars?" His head tilted almost like you would expect from a doll of sorts as his eyes began to glow. Shying away from him, I answered. "When you died, a bunch of stars appeared in your room as it glassed over in a black substance of some kind. None of us wanted to get close after what you just did." Arthur's face began twitching in anger as he kept his eyes homed in on me. Slowly, he let go of my arm as his hand seemed to do so almost mechanically. He backed away from me and turned away from our entire group. None of us knew what was happening but became even more confused when he looked at his missing arm with a glare. After a moment, Arthur deflated visibly as his shoulders slumped, and he turned back to me. "I'm sorry you had to go through that." He said softly. "It must've been terrifying." Closing his eyes, the Knight continued. "I know you have questions, but I do too. Is my arm still around?" Wiping my face with my fingers, I answered with a sigh. "Your arm has been placed in stasis. Given that your wound is cursed and refuses to stop bleeding, we had no other choice." "Another curse, eh?" Arthur said softly as he looked at his nub, but his words rang through my mind.
