Chapter 77 The Sage's Book Is a Bit Hot

"Ah."

Arnold made a soft "ah" sound, which sounded like a groan because he was weak. Arnold was not only seriously injured, but also had a fever.

At this moment, Arnold opened his eyes weakly and stared at the sky blankly.

He didn't even have the strength to turn his head. He really wanted to see the forests on both sides of the road. As a thief Kurd, Arnold's favorite place was Pompeii.

Because this is his hometown.

As long as he stays here, he can get peace of mind. He will also recall the joy of being a civilian when he was a child.

Really, Arnold was very happy when he was a child.

In his gradually losing consciousness, his brain, like a book, opened pages of memory, and finally stopped at Arnold's childhood.

On a pile of grass in the village, there were two little boys sitting. One little boy was very strong, this was Arnold. The other little boy was very thin, this was Ajin.

Ajin was Arnold's friend.

"Arnold, I want to be a knight." Ajin swung his short legs, with a firm look on his face.

"Knight? Only the lord's family and the Iron Horse family can produce knights. We civilians can never become knights."

Arnold stared at his friend blankly, not knowing what his friend was crazy about.

Knight?

That's like a star, far away and unreachable.

"That's not necessarily true. I heard that outside Pompeii, there are many knights from civilian families. Although they don't have surnames, they have the power to rival noble knights. As long as I become a knight and gain extraordinary power, I won't get sick and I can play with you."

Ajin said hopefully.

This is a sad story. Ajin is a sickly child. Arnold is Ajin's only friend. Ajin hopes to play with Arnold.

Become a knight, become a strong knight, and you will be healthy.

This is Ajin's idea.

"Well, let's become knights together in the future." Arnold said immediately after hearing it.

"Promise."

"Promise."

The two little boys hooked their fingers together and swore an oath.

The scene changed.

It was a gloomy rainy day. Some people wore black clothes and carried a small coffin to the cemetery in the distance.

There was a cry in the patter of raindrops. Among them was Arnold.

Ajin died. This frail child died in the summer.

Arnold has been alone since then.

When Arnold was young, he walked out of Pompeii and eventually became the thief Kurd. His purpose was very clear, to become a knight and walk on the road of strength and extraordinary.

Going farther and farther.

In the end, Arnold became an intermediate knight.

And in Arnold's hometown, Pompeii Territory. The most powerful Pompeii knights of all generations were only intermediate knights.

As a young man from a commoner family, Arnold completed a counterattack, an incredible counterattack.

The pictures of memory turned over page by page, and finally stopped a few days ago.

Arnold left Pompeii again a few months ago, with the purpose of selling stolen goods and getting rid of the hot Sage's Book. Of course, there was another reason.

The Pompeii family gradually became stronger, with more and more knights. Arnold was getting more and more uncomfortable staying in Pompeii. He was very worried that his identity would be leaked, and he might not be able to leave at that time.

Only by quickly getting rid of the Sage's Book, obtaining unimaginable wealth, and obtaining the supply of magic potions, Arnold would choose to return to Pompeii and plan to be promoted to a senior knight.

As long as he reached the realm of a senior knight and had an extraordinary status in this huge Prussian Kingdom, Arnold would give up Kurd's identity and choose to become a noble.

Go far away to the capital, join the king, and find a way to become a court noble.

This is a long-term plan.

But Kurd fell, fell in the hands of a traitor.

In a very windy, urgent, very cold weather. In a dense forest, Arnold was covered in wounds, exhausted and out of breath.

There were knights all around, exuding a murderous aura.

The leader was a mid-level knight, Arnold's friend.

"Arnold, you are injured, it is impossible to escape under such a lineup, obediently offer the Sage's Book, I will give you a quick death."

Arnold's friend said.

"Don't even think about it."

This was Arnold's answer, he was out of breath, but unusually firm.

Next was a brutal fight and escape. In the end, Arnold escaped. With the powerful fighting ability he gained from his many years of career as a thief, Arnold escaped.

But he was already exhausted, and before he died, Arnold returned to his hometown.

Pompeii.

And Arnold planned to pray for this generation of Pompeii knights, one thing.

"I hope I can hold on to Pompeii Castle and meet the Pompeii Knight." Arnold's body was very, very cold. He wanted to reach out and touch the Sage's Book in his arms, but he couldn't do it.

His consciousness gradually blurred, and only a strong obsession kept Arnold holding on.

He held on to Pompeii Castle.

Luther met Arnold.

The members of the purchasing team who picked up Arnold came to the castle to meet Pompeii Knight Old Sol at Arnold's request, but Old Sol went out to participate in the noble activities of the six major families.

So the current Pompeii Castle only has the next generation of Pompeii Knight, Luther Pompeii.

So Luther met Arnold.

In a clean room, Arnold was lying on a clean bed, being taken care of by a maid. In fact, the maid was afraid to get close, because Arnold's injuries were too serious, as if he would die in the next moment.

When Luther came in, he let the diligent maid go. Luther frowned and glanced at Arnold, saying, "You claim to be from Pompeii, I believe you don't need to lie to me. Don't worry, I will find the best doctor to treat you."

In fact, Luther knew that this man should be dying soon.

But Luther didn't mind giving this dying man a little hope of life.

It was a consolation before death.

As for why this Pompeii man named Arnold was injured like this, Luther was actually not curious.

Because Luther's strategy has always been to develop slowly, and it is best to develop to be invincible before coming out to play, which is exactly what the saying goes.

If you don't make a sound, you will be amazing.

Before this, Luther didn't want to cause trouble.

Arnold's consciousness was already very vague, but he knew the next generation of Pompeii Knight in front of him. In the few months in Pompeii, Arnold heard rumors about the next generation of Pompeii Knight.

Genius.

Next generation.

Pompeii Knight of tomorrow.

"This is the Book of Sages. I dedicate it to you, the great Knight of Pompeii. But please be vigilant, because a very powerful force is looking for it, and I died because of it. Finally, I ask you to be merciful and bury me in the cemetery of Pompeii, together with my friend Akin."

Arnold suddenly used up his remaining strength, put his hands in his arms, and after saying these words, his neck twisted and he died.