Chapter 9 The Tale of the Battlefield and the Crab
"My mother didn't come to save me, and not only that, but she rebuked me. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"
Streamer felt like the whole world was going crazy.
Obviously for the sake of his daughter, in order to give himself spiritual sustenance, he believed in religion, but after becoming addicted to religion, he forgot his original wish, and began to harm his daughter.
The streamer said that he seemed to have opened his eyes again.
"Then, because I injured the cadre, my mother bore the punishment from that religion. ”
Is it a commitment...... And not by it.
"So, my property, my house, my land, and even my debts, my family was completely ruined. Completely ruined, obviously completely ruined, obviously so, but the collapse, but it still continues. What the battlefield said began to get flustered.
"So, how is your mother doing?"
"I don't know. ”
"I don't think I know. ”
“…… Probably, she is still continuing her faith. I don't know how to learn a lesson, and I don't feel ashamed. ”
"So, do you feel pain about it?"
"It's painful......"
"Why is it painful? Isn't it already irrelevant to her?"
"I think if I hadn't resisted at that time, at least - it wouldn't have turned out like this. ”
"That's what you think?"
"Yes, that's what I thought. Battlefield Hara's tone was resolute.
"Really, is that what you think?"
“…… Yes. This time, Oshino's bleating question caused Battlefield Hara to pause slightly.
"In that case, this is your wish, Miss. ”
Hearing this, the streamer suddenly couldn't understand what Oshino wanted to say.
No, it should be said that from the halfway point, the streamer couldn't figure out what those things were meant by what Oshino Baa and Battlefield Hara said.
"No matter how heavy it is, it's something you have to carry. If you want someone else to do the work for you, you can't do it. ”
"Let others share the burden for me...... Words. ”
"Don't look away, open your eyes and take a good look. ”
With Oshino's bleating, the streamer felt that the atmosphere around him suddenly changed, as if something was about to come out.
However, the streamer that can't see, who has lost those eyes, has lost the ability to see things that don't exist in this world.
Even if you open the 'ghost talent' that the streamer has cultivated by himself, all you can see is a black mist similar to a crab.
"Ahh
Apparently, she had clearly seen what was there.
No, should I say it's a god?
It's just that this god is too weak, compared to the gods that Streamer has seen before.
"What do you see?" Oshino asked suddenly.
"Look, see. The same as at that time, the same as at that time, the huge crab, the crab, saw. The battlefield looked incoherently at the black mist.
She was probably talking about the crab she saw when she was in high school in her country.
"Oh yes, I can't see it at all. What about Brother Shiranui?" Oshino bleated and suddenly shifted his gaze to Streamer's body.
"Well, I can vaguely make out a rough outline. ”
"Uh...... That's a bit more than I expected...... After all, there are probably only ...... people who can really look directly at the gods."
Oshino bleated and didn't finish his sentence.
But the streamer could guess what he was trying to say.
The only one who can see the gods is the gods.
Although the streamer is not a god, in a personal sense, the person of the streamer is even higher than anything else.
The reason why crabs ignore the existence of streamers all year round......
Does an ant pay attention to an elephant?
Even if the elephant has lost that long trunk, it has also lost its fangs.
But it's not just an ant that pays attention.
"So, is there anything the eldest lady would like to say to that crab?" Oshino bleated at the memory of the mystery of the streamer and the existence of the witch who didn't even dare to move him, so he honestly returned his attention to the battlefield Hara.
"What do you want to say......"
Before he finished speaking, the streamer directly blocked in front of the battlefield Yuan.
The next moment, a thrust surged towards the streamer.
It was the violent collision of the crab.
It seems that this thing doesn't even have the idea of letting the battlefield finish speaking, and directly uses violence.
In this case, the streamer will naturally have to be courteous.
As soon as Yin Yang Martial Arts threw two punches, the crab just stopped lying on the ground and couldn't get up again.
The current personality of the streamer is much higher than that of this crab, even if it only uses the strength of the body itself, this crab will definitely not be able to break through the defense of the streamer.
And the Yin Yang Martial Arts is not something that a low-level god can deal with.
So after these two punches, the mist that made up the crab actually dissipated a little.
"Please wait a minute, Sensei!" Battlefield Hara suddenly stopped Streamer as he planned to deliver the final blow to the crab.
The streamer stopped and looked at his student, but did not speak.
Looking at Zhan Zhenyuan's expression, I am afraid she didn't expect her teacher to have this ability, and the shock on her expression was not eliminated at all.
It seems that the identity of the onmyoji mentioned by the streamer before, she doesn't even believe it at all.
This discovery hurt the streamer very much.
"Teacher, there's one thing I'd like to try on my own. Battlefield Yuan looked at the streamer with a serious expression, and bent down deeply.
"For that possibility, even if you ask me to pose this or that afterwards, the teacher, it's no problem. ”
The expression is very serious, but the words that come out are super easy to make people think.
"Zhan Yuan-san, the teacher feels that it is necessary to talk to your father about your education, so when Ling Zun comes back next time, please be sure to contact the teacher. The streamer stepped back and waved at Battlefield Hara, signaling that she could step forward.
The streamer has already completely destroyed the power of the crab.
The things that had been broken up that were supposed to belong to the crab pincers were completely gone.
"Presumably his father should be happy, after all, his daughter has a class tutor who is quite in charge. The battlefield choked once, and then slowly sat up straight at the crab with a solemn face, put his hands on the floor, lowered his head, and knelt down respectfully.
"I'm sorry. "The first is an apology.
"Also, thank you. "The next thing is to say thank you.
"But that's enough. Because they are my feelings, my feelings, and my memories, they have to be carried by me. They are treasures that I cannot lose. Then came the words of supplication, "This is my request." I request you here. Please be sure to put my weight and my mother as well...... Give it back to me!"
The next moment, the black mist of the crab was gone.
And the aura on the original body of the battlefield also began to become stronger.
It's not the same lack of presence as before, but it has an extremely dazzling and extremely attractive temperament.
Although the girl was holding her body at this time, crying with her own memories.
She, until now, is still in love with her mother.
At this moment, Streamer deeply realized the weight of that memory.