Volume 1: The Land of the Dead Chapter 88: The Father and the Son (II)
"Oh~ I haven't seen you for so long, Dad, you're still so numb, you see, I have goosebumps on my arms. ”
With both hands struggling to pull himself to the edge of the floor, Roger bared his body and muttered in disgust, but the slightly raised corners of his mouth revealed that he was in a good mood.
Rolling his eyes, Roger grabbed Gilson's large hand and leaped out of the hole in the floor with a strong leap of the latter's strong arm.
"Haha, when people are older, they are inkblots, if they were still back then, it would not be so simple to see your kid's appearance, and it would not be over if you were not thrown into the mud and soaked overnight. ”
Gilson finished with a hearty smile, and didn't forget to slap Roger on the shoulder a few times with his big calloused hand.
Accepting his father's long-lost 'teaching', Roger didn't know whether to cry or be happy, so he could only shrink his neck and smirk in Gilson's arms.
Ryan, who had been paying attention to the salute since just now, tilted his head and looked at it for a while, the expression on his face became more and more strange, and finally he couldn't bear the loneliness, rubbed his side against Elway, and whispered: "Brother Elway, you are familiar with Mentor Roger, you see, what is the expression on the mentor's face?"
Alway scratched his head and looked at it for a long time, although the eight years of getting along with him in the pit made him ask himself if he knew Roger very well, but to be honest, it was the first time that Alway had this aggrieved expression of Roger pulling the corners of his mouth, for some reason, Elway shivered, stared at Roger who was stiff in Gilson's arms and said, "That guy ...... I guess it's a laugh. ”
"That nasty guy is laughing? Isn't he just the kind of 'hey, hey, hey', or the kind of snickering that plot succeeds, or the kind of villain who will be defeated in knight novels. Hearing the whispers between Ryan and Elway, Difana, who had recovered her spirits, was also unwilling to be lonely and interjected, while talking, she imitated Roger's smile, not to mention, it was quite expressive, the eyebrows and eyes were tall, and the appearance of smiling was very similar to Roger's guy, and Ryan was still nodding as if a chicken pecked rice on the side, and seemed to agree with Radifana's statement.
Perhaps, but now he has a genuine smile on his face, so his family ....... Is that the only warm place in your heart?
Knowing Roger can be traced back to the time when he was still in the Great Tunnel of the Necromantic Underworld, and from the first glance of coming out of the desert storm, Elway began to guess what kind of person Roger was, after all, every human being in the underworld is a precious 'non-renewable resource', worthy of careful consideration by every idle undead.
At this time, in retrospect, Roger, who was still young at the time, was not as flustered as he was later described by others when he saw himself in the form of a skeleton, and even gave himself a kind smile, but there was no half of a smile in his eyes, only cold to the bones of indifference, like a body that had lost its soul, without half of feelings.
I'm afraid that such a guy is also cold inside, that's the skeleton who is still called Jack thinks so, even if he got acquainted with Roger later, Elway did not change his initial thoughts, don't look at the two of them on weekdays, but Elway always feels that there seems to be an insurmountable barrier between the two, Roger must have experienced some heart-wrenching experience, so that such a hot on the outside and cold on the inside were born.
However, until today, Alway seems to have finally discovered the only place in Roger's cold heart that still retains warmth, and that is - family.
"I said, how could I be friends with someone like you, we don't look down on each other. ”
Smiling with relief, Elvimo rubbed the warm longbow in his hand, his fingertips skimming over the rough surface of 'Kuvein', and there seemed to be a stream of light flowing in the Elven language.
The brilliance faded, and Elway reached out and hung the longbow behind him expressionlessly, "It turns out that we are all the same people, but you at least have a family, this world is really unfair, although so much time has passed, several eras have passed, but that memory is still unforgettable, right....... Worth. ”
Naturally, no one knew what Alway was saying, and on the other side, Gilson had already pulled the twisting Roger to the young pirates, and said to Ann, who was holding a huge totem pole: "Ann, you go and call those overplayed boys to the deck, let's search for them below, with this kid here, I'm afraid the good things on this ship have already been looted." ”
"By the way, and," Gilson suddenly remembered the rough way of working of his men, and couldn't help but add, "Clean up the deck, don't be too ugly." ”
Needless to say, the shipwright and the slave were probably dead at this time, and when he heard that the pirates were going to loot the warehouse, Andrei's heart almost rose to his throat.
Quietly exchanging glances with Gregory, Andre suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and had to continue the silence of the old god, at this time, no matter how precious the goods were, it was still his own life.
"Dad, I still want to settle accounts with you here, I haven't done it yet, you have disrupted my plan, you don't know how strict the control is now, I originally planned to rob this ship and sail to Alexia. ”
As soon as Gilson assigned the task, he turned his head to meet Roger's big eyes, and he complained happily, but he completely forgot the fact that his friends were beaten just now.
That is, I made a compromise under the pressure of the church, and I just fooled you strangers, but if I really want to say it, the number of merchant ships I have robbed in the past few years has only been a lot more, and this group of fat and oily guys is like leeks in the harvest month, and there is always a stubble after a stubble. ”
Gilson gestured to Gregory huddled in the corner, making no secret of his dislike for these guys.
"Daddy, domineering!"
Roger smiled and gave a thumbs up and teased his father, but his gaze swept over the almost identical faces of the Ida and Abby siblings, the only difference between the two was that the direction of the bangs on the forehead was mirrored.
Looking at the delicate facial features, Roger's heart couldn't help but think of the bewitching-looking guy who made him extremely jealous, and couldn't help but whisper to Gilson: "Dad, those two over there........ Isn't that a descendant of that guy?"
Seeing that Jaelson nodded, Roger squinted his eyes and stared at the two of them, with a somewhat meaningless smile on his face, which made Ada's Abby brothers and sisters chill for a while, but it also made everyone who really knew that they were inexplicably relieved.
That's right, this is the smile that Big Brother Roger should have, the old infiltrated man just now. Even Ryan, who has always been honest, thinks so, and I don't know if Roger will vomit three liters of blood after he finds out.
"Alright, that's all for the old days, those little ones should be almost cleaned up, let's go, let me show you the descendants of your knights of the Black Armor Knights. With that, Gilson led Roger to the deck, and the rest of the group, including Gregory, consciously kept up.
A moment later, only the wailing Brandon and the mess were left in the originally noisy banquet hall, and the corpses that had been slain by the evil spirits were piled up in the corners, until it was sure that there was no one else's breath around, and a headless corpse that was crushed at the bottom sat up straight, the dry and silky muscle fibers on the body writhed, and countless fibers stretched out from the blood-covered neck, entangled with each other, like the weirdest and most clumsy paintbrush, depicting an ordinary face.
Reaching out to twist his arms and stroking his new face, Josel Jess smiled and shook his head, "Whose face is this?" ”
With a gentle stretch of his arm on the floor, Josel Jass bounced up like a spring, strolling through the blood like an outing, and walked leisurely to the muddy Brandon, ignoring his cries and threats, his slender fingers twisted lightly around his neck, Brandon's pupils widened, and life disappeared.
"What Black Wing, after all, it's just a dead dog of the royal family, you died unjustly, if you want to blame, blame you for following the wrong master." ”
Walking around in circles, admiring his work with satisfaction, the great thief still couldn't get rid of his bad habit of talking to the dead.
"Hiss~"
Josel Jass grabbed the arm of the dead Brandon lying softly, just as soon as he touched it, he felt a feeling of numbness, and he was thrown away like lightning, and a helpless smile immediately appeared on his face, "Fourth-order fire-streaked knight, the concept is a rare 'echo', it seems that he has awakened at least one of the external qualities, how can I never hear of such a person." ”
Given the strength of that old man, Josel Jas didn't even dare to have the heart to peek into the deck, just like the absolute gap between the second order and the third order, the fourth order was even more distant than the third order, after all, the guys who could start to fuse their own career paths were all monsters.
Feeling out the silver vulture dagger, Josel Jass used it to cut a narrow wound in the palm of his hand, and what flowed out was a dark blue liquid, "Forget it, anyway, this goods are also in hand, and it can be regarded as the completion of the commission, the life or death of the dead fat man doesn't matter to me, and there are so many little girls, I don't beat women, so I'd better return things to you next time." ”
"By the way, and Hunter, I always feel like I've heard this name somewhere....... Go back and check it out. ”
Muttering like this, the figure of Josel Gers flowed into the gap of the shadows like liquid, and on the deck, Roger, who was in the middle of the battle, seemed to feel something, looked at this side suspiciously, and then shrugged his shoulders, smiled and said to the panting man, "How is it, convinced?"