Chapter 491: Chapter 252: [Dream Weaving Corridor] and [Destiny Coin] (2)
Terry William never doubted his loyalty to the Morton Family.
After all, it was the Duke who provided him with the resources for growth. Without the help of the Duke Family, it would have been impossible for him, at his young age, to become a veteran expert with a Professional Level of 5, becoming the youngest Knight Captain in the territory.
But loyalty is one thing, even with such a strong sense of belonging and honor towards the Morton Family.
It doesn’t mean that this young man never had fantasies.
On countless nights in the past, after devoting all his energy to training, lying exhausted on his bed.
Terry William fantasized about the future, where he might become the most loyal and powerful knight under the Duke’s command; perhaps he would be like Mr. Crov, nurturing countless outstanding talents for the Morton Family; or perhaps he would earn merits for the Duke and be rewarded with a piece of land, becoming a Lord...
Until a certain day a few years ago, when he learned that the lovely and kind young lady, more beautiful than the Golden Acacia Flowers of the Spring Grass Festival, was about to marry the eldest son of a similarly noble minister in the Imperial City.
His mindset underwent a subtle change.
Still loyal and reliable, but at night upon the bed, the fantasies gained some images that could be considered blasphemous.
If only he could have a background like that minister’s eldest son; if at that time his Professional Level had been "15" or even "20"; if others did not address him as "Little William," "Captain," "the loyal lapdog," but as "Sir Terry William," "Terry William Knight," even...
Like weeds growing in stone crevices.
Ambition, under the guise of loyalty, grew quietly in the shadows of the heart.
Terry William had heard rumors about the secret treasure, but being within the family, he clearly knew that since the illustrious and powerful ancestor, no one in the Morton Family had reached those heights again, not even close.
Therefore, he never paid attention to the secret tales of the family’s secret treasure’s use, nor did he believe they were true.
But now, when he truly had the opportunity to be in close proximity to this legendary treasure, always protected in the deepest part of the Morton Family’s secret vault.
Terry William’s thoughts changed.
Perhaps... he should personally test the truth of the rumors.
If he failed, then returning the Metal Block to the Morton Family would undoubtedly earn him the most generous reward from the Duke, and he would still be the family’s most loyal and brave knight.
But if he really discovered the secret hidden in the treasure, which had allowed the Morton ancestor to rise from a commoner to eventually become a Duke of the Kingdom...
Terry William’s eyes flickered.
His confusion shifted to a colder expression, even more terrifying than Lawson’s.
The intent to kill spread.
Lawson deserved to die for attempting to steal the Morton Family’s secret treasure.
And if he wanted to keep the treasure for himself, none of the other people here could remain.
Meanwhile, witnessing Xia Nan fall under Terry William’s attack, uncertain of life or death, Hai’an and Wood on the other side of the field became more frantic.
They did not understand why, knowing their identities, Terry William would act this way.
But thinking about the recent rumors of the Morton Family, and the Red Dragon that disappeared along with the Mage, they began to speculate about the Silver white Metal Block Lawson had snatched from them.
"We don’t need anything!" Wood shouted loudly at Terry William, "That thing was picked up by the guard from the corpse with our team, we have no idea what it is!"
Terry William didn’t even turn his head, as if he hadn’t heard, slowly approaching with the Claymore in hand.
Seeing this, sensing Terry William’s killing intent, Wood could only grit his teeth and suddenly push Hai’an, who was beside him, backward.
His eyes were red, almost roaring as he whispered to Hai’an:
"Master, run, I’ll hold him off!"
Hai’an’s face turned pale, clearly of noble birth, yet his decisiveness was like that of a Senior Adventurer who had undergone countless trials.
He just gave Wood a deep look.
Suddenly turned his head and sprinted in the direction away from the field.
As he moved his steps, shadows like fallen leaves floated around him, accelerating his speed abruptly, seemingly some kind of Battle Skill.
With daggers clenched tightly, Wood ground his teeth, resolved to die in his heart.
But what reached his ears was only Terry William’s unemotional inquiry:
"I remember your team has six people, where are the other two?"
Wood opened his mouth but had not yet replied.
The knight in Heavy Armor in front suddenly vanished from where he stood.
Screech—
Silver and blood flashed in the corner of Wood’s eye.
Wood instinctively turned his head.
What met his gaze was his own shoulder, gushing with blood, empty, with the entire left arm still gripping the dagger now hitting the ground.
And the Knight Captain from the Morton Family had already arrived first, standing in front of the Half Elf Hai’an.
The same silver-white spike that had pierced Xia Nan’s body now passed right through the center of the Half Elf’s chest, penetrating deep into the soil.
"Thunk."
Hai’an’s slender body helplessly fell forward under inertia, blood welling out from the wound like a spring.
Not dying immediately, but incapable of movement, breathing shallowly.
"Aaaaahhhh!!!"
Wood roared and charged, but his broken body was tossed high like a ragged sack.