?“ God grant you joy, my daughter" (singing)

"Let all things be hopeful, and nothing will alarm you"

"Reminiscing about the golden years"

"From babbling to thriving"

"My daughter, dressed in a beautiful wedding dress"

"Oh, God-given Gospel for Comfort and Joy"

"My daughter has grown up and is going to get married today"

"Huggins, for God's sake! stop singing!" Todd, blindfolded by layers of cloth, lay on a four-wheeled wooden cart, covered his ears with his hands, and issued a solemn protest to the motorists overhead.

Accompanied by the sound of the wooden wheel spinning with the clatter, a deep male voice came from the front: "Hahahaha! Little one, my singing voice was famous in the village back then, which could make geese gather their wings and make hares stop!"

I think your voice can scare geese into incontinence and hare into Parkinson's, right?

With such a slander, Todd raised his head slightly, pointed to the gauze in front of him, and asked Huggins, "When will I take this thing off?!"

"You can try it now, but I don't guarantee your eyes will be fine. ”

Reluctantly lowering his arm, the boy asked again, "Where are we going?"

"Go where it belongs to us. ”

"What will you do to me when you get to the place?"

"That's up to you, little one. ”

Putting his head on the car, Todd gave up and struggled and put his body in the shape of a 'big' figure: "Well, why do you give me the same answer every time?"

With a kind teasing, a deep voice sounded in my ears again: "Well, why do you have to ask me the same question every time?"

Pointing to the other side with a middle finger, he rolled over angrily, feeling the bumpy road beneath him, and Todd recalled what had happened in the past few days.

Seven days have passed since he was brought out of the cellar. I spent the first three days in a coma, and on the fourth day I woke up on a flatbed cart pulled by horses. In the years that followed, the man who called himself Huggins had been on the road with him, even eating, sleeping, and even defecating, not leaving the carriage three steps away. For such a long time, my eyes have not improved, even if I secretly lift the gauze, all I can see is darkness, and the only thing that can be comforted is that the pain in my brain is slowly fading.

I asked several times, and although the other party did not tell the direction and destination, I could tell that the carriage was traveling all the way south by changing the direction through the warm light.

It's not that I haven't thought about escaping and hiding halfway, but first, like myself, even if I can get out and walk like a blind man on this strange land, it is nothing more than asking for my own death, and second, through several conversations with Huggins, I can vaguely feel that this man does not seem to have any malicious intent.

Huggins never mentioned the two corpses in the hunter's hut from beginning to end, and Todd was naturally not stupid enough to take the initiative to bring it up. The two maintained a very tacit and tacit silence on this topic.

What's next?

In short, let's take it one step at a time.

"God grant you joy, my daughter~"

Hearing the sound of plastic foam rubbing against each other again, Todd sat up from the board, raised his hands to the sky, and shouted, "God, send down a bolt of lightning and kill us!"

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The painful and uninteresting journey lasted another day and a night, just when Todd thought that it would be good to simply puncture the eardrum and be blind and deaf for the rest of his life.

The sound of a bell ringing in the distance caught his attention.

Huggins's next sentence immediately made the boy understand the true meaning of the sound of nature.

"Here we are. ”

The carriage stopped on a flat ground of brick and stone, and the man who drove the carriage stretched out his hands wrapped in leather, motioning for Todd to tug at his sleeves, and the two of them walked slowly forward one after the other.

Walking down the cobblestone path, the sound of monks chanting could be heard in his ears, and Todd smelled the fragrance of flowers and asked the guide in front of him, "Where are we?"

No response.

After another ten minutes of walking, Huggins led the boy to a stop on a soft sandy ground.

The deep voice was a little restrained and awe-inspiring: "Master Miria, I'm back. ”

An old voice came from afar: "Come in, my child. ”

Huggins tugged at Latode's sleeve and said to him in an inaudible voice, "When you go in, don't talk nonsense." ”

The boy nodded noncommittally.

Crossing a threshold, Todd heard the old man's voice again, "...... this?"

Guiding the boy to stand still, Huggins said respectfully, "Master, this boy has unlocked the Box of Proverbs with his own strength......"

"Oh, is he an apprentice of the Church, or is he a son of a noble family?"

"No, he's just a kid from an ordinary farmer's family. Also, he touched the Sutherland Relic......"

"Well...... What do you say? This can't be!"

"Master Miria, although the boy is alive, his eyes have lost their light. ”

Todd felt a large warm hand touch the top of his head, and the old voice came to him: "This is a lucky result, none of the people I know who have touched the relics have survived. ”

The boy couldn't help it, and asked, "What exactly is the 'Sutherland Relic'?"

Huggins let out a cough.

Todd could imagine that the man's face must have been dissatisfied with his casual question.

The old man did not blame, but patiently explained: "The sage Sutherland, the greatest alchemist of the millennium, laid the three primordial foundations of alchemy and put forward the origin theory. Later, he was burned at the stake by the fanatics, and his remains were divided into several parts and kept around the world......"

Todd's face became darker and darker as he listened, and he dared to love me being sprayed with the ashes of a dead man?!

Master Miria continued, "It is rumored that Sutherland's remains have incredible powers, but over the years, those who have tried to touch the relics have died and turned to dust. ”

In a tentative tone, Huggins whispered to the old man, "So, will this boy be one of us?"

Master Miria's tone was uncertain: "I don't know, after all, there is no precedent to follow. First of all, let me try to heal his eyes......"

Confused, listening to the conversation between the two was like a book from heaven, and Todd's face was full of doubts.

The old man put his hand on the boy's eyes.

Todd suddenly felt a warm force that stimulated the nerves around his eyeball.

After a moment, Master Miria removed his palm and untied the gauze that the boy was wrapping around his eyes.

Slowly opening his eyes, slowly adapting to the change of light, Todd regained his sight, and was shocked to find that the scene he saw had completely changed from the past. Through human clothes, he could see the flesh and bones under the skin, through the wooden planks of the cabinet he could see the folded bedding inside, and through the brick roof overhead, he could see the sun hanging in the sky.

Tilting his head, he found half of the ham that Huggins had hidden in his arms, and Todd pointed to his coat pocket and said angrily, "Didn't you say this morning that there is no meat to eat but bread?"

Watching the man take out the ham from his arms, Master Miria laughed: "That's right, he's one of us!"