Tutor Carol of the Department of Therapy said that he was not strict after seeing Gorando's injury, but he needed to recuperate for half a month before he could attend classes normally, and the wound was stained with a special medicinal powder, so it was best not to use magic in this half a month, and told Ronoye some precautions, so that Ronoye could fulfill his duties as a roommate and take good care of Gorando.

After Mentor Carol left, Ronoye walked around the dorm room and finally returned to Gorando's bed.

After being treated by Mentor Cairol, Golando's trauma healed most of his injuries, but due to damage to his internal organs, he couldn't get out of bed for a while, and he didn't regain consciousness.

"Gorando?"

Ronoye shouted in Gorando's ear and waited two seconds without a response.

This man who had always had sharp teeth and a sharp mouth and often quarreled with himself was now lying quietly like a corpse, lifeless.

Ronoye's heart seemed to be dragged up by a hand and hung high in the air, should this feeling be called anxiety or helplessness? He couldn't figure it out.

The silence in the dormitory spread to Ronoye's chest like cold seawater, making him a little breathless, he used to think that Gorando was too noisy and wanted to expel him from the dormitory, but now Golando is not noisy, but it is not the result that Ronoye is happy to see.

Ronoye's disgust for Gorando as a person, admiration for his talent, and gratitude for him for coming to his rescue, all these feelings were intertwined, like colorful paint spilled over on a white cloth, mixed into a color that even he could not name.

Thinking of the contract magic made with Gorando by mistake, if Gorando accidentally died before, I am afraid that he would be able to automatically terminate the contract with him, but if the contract was terminated for this reason, Ronoye would be at peace after all.

Just as Ronoye was staring at Gorando's bed intently, the sound of the magic lock being unlocked came from the door of the dormitory, and Ronoye reflexively turned his head to look at the visitor.

"Is he awake?"

Knight Captain Orwin entered the dormitory and closed the door, taking off his gloves and taking them into his arms.

"Nope." Ronoye looked away, his tone a little stunned.

Irvin walked over to Ronoye and touched his soft hair, "Worried?" ”

"Where am I going to ......," Ronoye swallowed as soon as the words came out.

He was indeed a little worried.

So he changed his words: "This civilian saved me, and I naturally have to pay attention to his condition." ”

Alvin narrowed his eyes and said, "You guys are really affectionate. ”

"Big brother?"

Ronoyer did not understand where Alvin had come to this conclusion.

The next second, Orwin's expression became solemn: "Don't talk about this, let's talk about the assassins." ”

Hearing the word "assassin", Ronoye straightened his face and asked sternly, "Did you catch it?" ”

"It's all caught, but ......," Orvin slowly clenched his fists, "they all took poison and killed themselves, and their bodies burned to ashes under the effects of the medicine, leaving not a single hair behind." ”

Ronoye's eyes widened, this way of dying......

"The Judges—?"

Alvin did not veto, and Ronoye bowed his head slightly.

It's really someone from the Judgment Division.

This is a group of outlaw cults composed of heretics who claim to have divine powers, they are swaggering and deceiving everywhere under the banner of "helping the gods judge good and evil", and they also secretly recruit troops in a vain attempt to shake the foundation of the Fergar Empire, this time their assassination of Ronoye shows that the news of Ronoye's loss of magic power has long been reported, and it seems that even the Royal Academy of Magic is not a safe place.

"Even you dare to move, this group of people is really getting bolder." Irwin slammed the cabinet next to the bed, "The most infuriating thing is that no one saw how they got in, and I was surprised that the Royal Academy of Magic's defenses were so careless. ”

"Today is the Day of the Holy Sacrifice, and the guards must be a little looser than usual." Ronoyer said.

Most of the people in the trial division saw this and took advantage of the loophole.

Alvin was afraid that if it weren't for the civilian guy lying on the bed, his brother might never be able to stand in front of him and talk to him like this again, and wait until Golando woke up to thank him, and ...... It's time to put some trustworthy people by Ronoye's side.

Alvin looked at Ronoye's thin figure and bent his cheeks in thought.

……

Golando slept all night and woke up at noon the next day, when Ronoye returned to the dormitory after eating, Golando looked at him, pointed to his shriveled belly and said, "I'm hungry." ”

When you wake up, you know what to eat!

Ronoye put down his satchel and glanced outside, and two knights walked in with a dining cart.

Golando was dumbfounded, he was not dreaming that he could enjoy this kind of treatment, right?

Ronoye walked over to Gorando's bedside with a straight face and asked, "Can you get up?" ”

Golando tried to lift his waist, and there was a noticeable tugging sensation near his kidneys.

He had examined his body when he first woke up, and someone had treated his wounds and put a lot of medicine on them, but the knives of those men in black were enough to smear him, and whenever he wanted to use magic, the wounds would be in sharp pain.

It wasn't impossible to sit up, but seeing the little master's attempt to pretend not to care, Golando suddenly wanted to make something worse.

He tilted his neck slightly, then let himself fall back into the bed, covering the wound □□ said, "Ouch, pain......"

Ronoye didn't think much about it, thinking that Gorando was really hurting, so he hurriedly threw himself in front of the bed and grabbed Gorando's arm and asked nervously, "Is it still painful?" Can't even sit up? ”

Golando snorted twice and nodded.

"I'm going to trouble some knight brother to feed my wounded." Gorando smiled reluctantly.

Ronoye saw that the two knights looked red and white-toothed, and estimated that they were also pampered nobles, and they were clumsy and had never served anyone, so he gritted his teeth and said, "I don't need you, I'll come." ”

"How can you be allowed to do such a thing, Young Master Amphoros." One of the knights said in trepidation.

Ronoye gestured to stop the knight's hand reaching for the plate: "It's okay. ”

His mother, who had been sick since she gave birth to him, was usually cared for by several siblings, and he had some experience in caring for the sick.

Ronoye scooped a spoonful of hot chicken broth and blew it on Gorando's mouth.

Gorando's face was shocked, as if in a dream.

Why is the little master so obedient? Unscientific!

“…… Drink quickly. ”

Ronoye urged embarrassedly.

Golando hurriedly leaned over and bit the spoon, and just like that, he drank a bowl of delicious chicken soup spoonful, and his body immediately regained a few of his strength.

After drinking the chicken soup, Ronoye fed the rest of the food to Gorando, who had the illusion that Ronoye was feeding himself as Rand.

After the meal was finished, the two knights pushed the dining cart and withdrew, of course they remembered to close the door.

Golando looked straight at Ronoye, as if he wanted to see a flower on the young master's face.

"Little Master, can I make a request?" Golando raised his hand.

"Say."

"Help me up, put a pillow on my back, I want to read a novel."

Ronoye did so despite his reluctance, and Gorando's novel was tucked under his pillow, and when he handed it to Gorando, Ronoye inadvertently glanced at the title - "The Pretty Saint of the Innocent Pope".

"What are you looking at?" Ronoye complained.

"Oh, this? Johnson lent it to me, I just looked at it. Golando flipped through a few pages and stopped at the place where he was holding a bookmark.

Ronoyer felt incredulous: "Can you read this kind of indiscriminate novel......?" ”

Golando said: "It's okay to pass the time, I don't like it." ”

After reading a few pages, Gorando put down the book and asked, "Little master, aren't you going to the afternoon class?" ”

Ronoye looked away: "Because you woke up, I asked them to leave me...... You can't move. ”

- This "they" are talking about the two knights who have just left.

Golando was a little surprised when he heard it, didn't he just block the knife, and the little young master was so good to him for the first time, it's worth it!

He had to take the opportunity to knock on the bamboo pole a few more times.

"Eh, I'm bleeding a lot this time, little master, you have to express it." Golando said shyly.

Ronoyer frowned in confusion.

How else to express it? He has asked for leave to take care of Golando, how else can he say it? The young master of the Duke's Mansion personally takes care of a commoner, and no one will believe him when he says it, he has already given face to Gorando, and this commoner still feels that he is not satisfied enough?

Ronoye asked impatiently, "What else do you want me to do?" Let's talk about it all at once. ”

Golando saved him, and he was at fault anyway, so he didn't bother to waste time arguing with the short-sighted civilians.

Golando thought for a moment and said, "On the surface, I saved one person, but in fact I saved a lot of people. Your parents, your siblings, and your fiancée...... These people can't afford to lose you, you see, I've made a big contribution, right? So it's not too much to say a substantive thank you, right? ”

Golando has said "substantive", and Ronoye has understood.

"Want money?"

"Yes, young master, you are so smart." Golando smiled.

Ronoye stood up and sat down with a thud.

"What do you want to do with all this money? In addition to money...... Aren't you interested in other honors or titles? ”

This time Golando saved him, and it would have been perfectly fine to ask Duke Amphilos for a lowly title or a fat man.

"No, I just need money."

Golando was resolute.

Ronoye was speechless for a moment, Gorando's vision was too narrow.

Golando saw Ronoye's puzzlement, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Little master, do you look down on me?" Don't you know, money is enough to solve a lot of problems for the poor, as long as we have money, we can have a lot of success in this life, as long as we have no worries about food and clothing, we are willing to give everything in exchange. ”

Looking into Ronoye's pure eyes, Golando continued: "When I was a child, I robbed apples with beggars, and I was robbed of bread by delinquent boys, in order to survive in the dirty and chaotic ghetto, in order to prevaricate the hungry belly, dignity and pride are things that can be discarded. ”

Golando unconsciously fell into the memories of his childhood.

"I've seen young girls who sell their bodies because of hunger, and I've seen teenagers who voluntarily go to dangerous underground mining to treat their mothers, they are about the same age as these young masters and ladies of the Academy of Magic, but they have endured hardships that ordinary people can't imagine. These are the daily routines that take place on street corners and alleys at all times. ”

At that time, his world was gray.

Returning to reality from his memories, Golando noticed that Ronoye pursed his lips at some point, and his expression was sluggish.

"Haha, I'll just listen to these words, little master, don't think too much, people like you will never come into contact with the dark side of the world in their lives." Golando Road.

"Are you mocking my naivety?" Ronoyer looked up.

"No, I'm envious of your pure ......"

Ronoye abruptly interrupted Gorando and said, "I was kidnapped. ”

"Huh?"

"I was kidnapped when I was three years old, and it's not like I've never seen what you said." Ronoye closed his eyes and said in a heavy tone, "I don't know anything about the dark side of this world as you think, but I don't have the ability to change it for the time being, no matter how rich and powerful a country is, it can't put an end to this phenomenon, we ...... The only way to reduce it is to minimize it and reduce the displacement of some people. ”

Granting happiness to the commoners within the limits of control is also the duty and duty of the nobility.

Ronoye's eyes burned, and Gorando suddenly didn't dare to look directly at the young master's eyes full of justice, they were too clear, as clean as the most precious crystals.

"Wealth and responsibility go hand in hand," Ronoye said as if swearing to the gods, "My dream is to join the Royal Wizards in the future and serve the country like Gustav's second brother." The country has given us honor, and we have to pay the corresponding price, even if we have to fight for it with our lives. ”

Ronoye, who expounded his ideals, seemed to glow all over his body.