Chapter Twenty-Four: Take It Off

โ€œ...... In the end, I killed Nero. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Borrowing communications equipment from Nero, Cook was making a communication with the clubhouse.

There was silence on the other side, listening to Cook's return, and after a long time, a voice came from there: "The tyrant has always been difficult to control, but for such a long time, only Nero can inherit the Enma Sword." But she is also to blame for this matter, since she has succeeded in angering you, she should also bear the consequences of death...... Well, as long as the Enma Knife has been recovered. Cook, since the mission to the East has failed, you should come back immediately. โ€

"I see. Cook replied indifferently.

On the table was his treasure spear and a rusty Enma knife, and after Cook turned off the communication, he put the communicator together.

He fetched a basin of warm water and wrung out some of the towel when it was soaked.

San'er and Xiaoqi were placed on the chairs at this time. He wiped the traces of San'er's face with a towel, and also wiped Xiao Squeak's face, and the man's pain was undoubtedly revealed in his movements.

Because he is so gentle.

He regained his memory, and he was quite clear. He didn't love this woman...... The person who has abnormal feelings for San'er is just a person named Mark.

"My original name was Cook. โ€

After tidying up San'er and Squeak's bodies and making them look like they were asleep, Cook sat down next to him and began to wipe his spear.

"When I was three years old, I was told that I was a resident of the Shadow Country. โ€

Cook narrowed his eyes and calmly raised the tip of his spear to the level of his gaze, then gently wiped it away.

"But where is the Shadow Country? Later, a woman took me in, took me up to the snowy peak, and trained me on it. โ€

"When I was about ten years old, I killed a bear on a snowy peak with my own hands. โ€

He said things he had never said to anyone before, and they were only his memories.

"I lived with her for fifteen years...... This woman is my teacher. โ€

Cook smiled indifferently and continued to wipe the spear, "In my opinion, she is not only my teacher, but also a woman who is extremely important to me. It's not love, it's just that it can't be without. โ€

"It's called Gรกe-Bolg, it's what she gave me, the only thing. โ€

......

"I've been looking for her all these years. โ€

Cook took a deep breath and was silent for a long time before he exhaled softly and said indifferently: "That's fine, let Mark be here with you forever." โ€

......

"All in all, I'm not very lucky. โ€

He sat quietly for a moment before he stood up, packing up his knife and some equipment. He had always been like a traveler.

Since you are a traveler, after a short stay, you will naturally leave. Cook remembered that the woman who had given him everything had said that he should stop chasing her because one day he would come across something worthy of his affection.

"But it's also going to be broken, isn't it...... Teacher. โ€

Cook smiled sadly, and after packing up his belongings, he took one last look at the mother and daughter in the chair, and opened the sliding door of the living room...... Leave.

"Turn on the lights first!you'll crash!Squeak!!"

But......

"Got it, Mom!"

The moment the light pipe in the store lit up all of a sudden, Cook stiffened his entire body...... Is it a dream?

"Uncle Mark!You're back!!" The little girl hurriedly kicked her shoes open in the front store, and just like that, she rushed up and pounced on Cook's side.

Be...... Dreams?

"Are you back, are you hungry? I'll go make you something to eat?" San'er still looked a little uneasy, but asked softly.

Be...... Dreams?

Cook subconsciously glanced back at the living room, on the chair...... I don't know when, all that's left is a pile of mud and sand.

"Uncle Mark, why is there so much sand in the house?" asked Squeak, pulling Cook's trouser leg and looking up.

"It's really!" San'er looked at the chairs in the living room covered with sand in surprise at this time, and looked puzzled: "You picked it up?"

"You ...... What the hell?" Cook muttered to himself.

San'er said: "I went to the police station, and then Xiao Qi suddenly had a stomachache, and then went to the health station to prescribe some medicine, injections, saying that he had gastrointestinal discomfort and just came back." โ€

"When is the police station?" said Cook, frowning.

San'er thought, "Hmm...... Not long after you left the house in the afternoon, a policeman came and knocked on the door and asked me to go back and help with the investigation. It seems to have been written with paint yesterday...... I probably don't know who called the police? The police said that I should go to the police station to make a record, but I didn't worry about Xiaoqi alone, so I took it with me. But when did such a young policeman come to our town? I didn't know before. โ€

"Xiao Qi hasn't seen it either!" Xiao Qi raised his little hand like a student answering a teacher's question, "But that big brother of the policeman smells so good!

"Little squeak!!" San'er suddenly patted his daughter's forehead gently, and then said 'viciously': "Don't go to warm water yet, you have to take medicine!"

"Got it!" Squeak ran into the living room.

San'er looked at Mark at this time, his face was slightly red, and he said softly, "What are these you are carrying?"

Cook took a deep breath and said indifferently: "Your matter is solved, I'm a little tired, what's the matter, let's talk about it tomorrow." โ€

"That ...... to eat"

"No, I don't. โ€

Not a dream.

......

......

I don't know when the fire in the mill stopped, and a lot of things were burned here, but after all, it was by the river, so the fire naturally couldn't spread all the time.

The original mill was left with only some charred stuff, some of which was the original wood of the mill, and some of which were just ...... The human body too.

Boss Luo walked through the ashes, stopped in front of a charred corpse, and snapped his fingers slightly.

The charred corpse suddenly cracked open, and after a layer of charred black things cracked, a trace of smoothness was seen, and then all of them cracked...... A figure sat up from the coke, stretching but not a wisp.

"I thought I was going to die. โ€...... Nero.

Nero, who was in front of Boss Luo, sat cross-legged on the ground with a big grin at this time, stretched out his hand and twisted his neck, and said with a smile: "After the mother and daughter went home, did Cook cry?"

Boss Luo shook his head.

Nero suddenly sighed in disappointment, and said as if he had been devastated and said, "Not only did I lose, but even Uncle Cook's tears couldn't earn two drops...... Good failure. โ€

Boss Luo was silent.

Seeing that Nero was surprised, he stretched his waist at once, and lay on the ground in a big font, and said to himself: "With Uncle Cook's character, I have probably been reported and hung up." Then you don't have to go back to the place where you suffocated...... Well, not bad. โ€

She sat up again and asked, "Isn't the moon pretty tonight, boss?"

Luo Qiu glanced up and said softly, "Full Moon." โ€

Nero suddenly blinked and said, "Boss...... Are you really not going to get me a dress, or do you like me a little more? I don't mind, but I charge for it, okay? And it's expensive. โ€

Luo Qiu waved his hand, and a set of Nero's identical clothes fell from mid-air and landed in front of the body with countless scars...... It's an old scar that's dense like a spider's web, and it feels hideous.

"Thank you. โ€

She dressed generously.