Chapter 23: Escape

Arthur's eye color and the color of the moonlight on the crown of his head were exactly the same. Although it was luminous, it was scary and opaque. They made Berk Hill feel heavily oppressed; his throat seemed to be strangled by someone, and breathing gradually became difficult.

Berk felt his heart increase a beat with each step Arthur approached. The large hand clenched the sword in his hand. Berk determined that even if he died, he must die without shame, without cowardly running away. He must fight to the last breath to be worthy of the honor of being a general of the mighty Southern Kingdom.

Suddenly, Arthur stopped. His eyes widened, making Berk confused. He thought that Arthur was being distracted, and was about to rush up when a friend put his hand on his shoulder, stopping him. When Berk turned around, he realized it was the Duke Marcus Karlson.

"Okay, Captain Berk. Don't forget that he was also trained to be my strongest warrior. And you're definitely not his match."

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