After thinking for a moment, Naine said slowly: "Some people would rather choose death than take the lives of others, some people will still have a sense of guilt even if they kill people in the name of justice and morality, if these people face the same situation as you, they may not be able to wield a sword, they may choose other ways, and they may have a different result." Arthur wielded his sword, he swung his sword according to instinct, maybe you are worse than those people in the eyes of the world, but if you don't do that, I can't talk to you like this now, you will die, I will die, and Werther will lose his only friend.www.biquge.info You won't ask me questions about bad people when you're dead, and I'm not going to answer when you're dead, nothing. ”

"Nothing ......"

"Is Arthur afraid? nothing. ”

"Well, scared, scared of nothing. ”

"It's like being afraid of the dark, not knowing what is in the dark, so being afraid, fearing nothing. ”

"Hmmm......"

"Maybe Arthur really is the bad guy. After all, I only know a little bit of Arthur, and it's been less than a month since I became your ghost. ”

"Hmmm......"

"It's just that if Arthur, who wielded the sword at that time, was a bad guy, I am grateful to him, without his badness, we wouldn't be here, we would all die. ”

With his head bowed in silence, Arthur didn't know how to respond.

My mind was still chaotic, and the touch that remained on my hand was still clear, heavy, like a stone pressing on my heart, which could not be erased.

Suddenly, he felt himself being embraced, and the gentle and soft force made his body tilt slightly, his head rested on something very soft, and when he looked up, it was the fair-skinned and slender neck of a young girl.

"I'm scared, too, afraid of nothing, afraid of death. So whether it's good or bad, I just want Arthur to be alive, to be here, to be able to hold me like this, to feel that Arthur is real, like this...... That's enough for me. Thinking like this, maybe I'm also bad, a bad shadow. ”

Feeling the soft warmth of the girl, Arthur closed his eyes and subconsciously rubbed it, as if he wanted to fall asleep.

"I told you whether you were a good or a bad Shadow, only I had the final say. ”

"Oh, in that case, there is no solution. Naine hugged Arthur, and gradually closed her eyes, and the corners of her mouth curved sweetly.

"Hah...... yes, there's no solution. ”

Shortly after he stepped out of the room, Arthur heard Werther and Parker talking from far and near.

Seeing Arthur, Witt stepped forward in three or two steps, looked up and down with wide eyes, for fear that something was wrong, and muttered quietly while watching: "Wake up, finally wake up, can be regarded as awake!"

"Well, I've finally managed to sleep back!" Arthur smirked back, baring a mouthful of white teeth.

"I'm going to be anxious to go back to sleep. ”

"So in order not to make Vitbrother anxious, I woke up. Arthur continued to giggle, his white teeth showing even more.

"You, alas......"

As Werther sighed, Parker walked over.

"Yo Arthur, you're finally awake, Werther they've been worried. ”

"Ah Parker, I heard Nain say that you sent us to the hotel, and I'm bothering you again. ”

"Wherever you are, I am also responsible for your accident, I told you the Zait pathway. ”

"Accident?" Reacting, his companion naturally wouldn't tell what happened in the mine, especially when he heard it, Arthur smiled, "Ah, it's really dangerous. After all, it's been abandoned for a few years, so it's not surprising that accidents will happen, and we're lucky. ”

"Yes, everyone tried to dig and check, and the whole pit collapsed, and even the mountain was unstable, which is really dangerous. Parker shook his head, "I really shouldn't have let you go." Fortunately, you're all fine, otherwise I'd be guilty for the rest of my life. ”

"Yes, nothing happened anyway, and besides, you mentioned the danger at the beginning, and it was my insistence on going there, not your fault. Ha ha...... Why did I choose to go to Zait? Arthur laughed a little self-deprecatingly, and once again he asked himself in his heart, why did he choose to go to Zait?

"The old miners said it was no longer passable, and Zait was completely abandoned this time. ”

"Yes......" Arthur lamented, once again, all buried in the ground.

Although Werther and Nein wanted Arthur to rest more, he didn't want to stay in Bangor, and since the road to Sean had been restored during the two days he had been asleep, the trio decided to leave tomorrow.

At dusk, Arthur stands on a high vantage point overlooking the panorama of Bangor.

The town is still the same town, rich and lively, the people are still the same people, industrious and simple. But Arthur just felt that something was wrong, and even his favorite grilled fish and plum pie had a different taste.

He felt that there was something hidden under those warm and kind faces, and perhaps when he turned his head, his smile would become hideous, and the axe of felling wood would slash into the body.

He was afraid of such thoughts, and told himself over and over again that the identity of his ancestors did not mean that future generations could commit crimes. But even in the face of Parker, who helped them a lot, Arthur could no longer trust as much as before.

It must have been a mistake to think so, and Arthur fell into distress and frustration. How could he be so stingy, not to mention that those rotten spirits who were about to turn into stinking mud were not necessarily right, maybe they were lying?

Is it really a lie?

If so, why did so many people die in the depths of the mines? What is the powerful hatred that has made so many people become spirit shadows, guarding their slowly decomposing corpses to support them until now?

Revenge?

Vitgo has investigated, and there is no record of Zaitt in the whole of Bangor except for the abandoned mine, and the current Bangor people believe that they are aborigines, because that was what their predecessors told them, and then the previous generations, and then to which generation? What is the truth about Bangor?

Arthur walked to the lumber yard, where Parker Pavlov was working with other lumberjacks to load the cut trees onto the wagon.

Arthur watched silently, but the action of lifting the trees to load the car was not easy, and the heavy branches weighed down so that Parker had to lower his waist and use a lot of strength to stand up. Like everyone else, he was out of breath after a car was loaded, and his clothes were mostly wet.

Watching such a scene, Arthur was ashamed of his thoughts. However, even with shame, the rustling sound still lingered in my ears, lingering.

"Parker. ”

"Well, it's Arthur, why are you here? Are you all right?" Seeing the boy approach, Parker simply wiped his sweat and smiled brightly.

"Well, no problem, I've been in the dark and stuffy pit for too long, so I want to walk around the forest and see more greenery. Speaking of which, you're really hard, aren't you resting when the sun is going to set?"