Chapter Seventy-One: The Long Sword X
Alik tries to keep Sulfona, but Sulfona disappears like a gust of wind. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Brewster didn't know until now that Sulfur seemed to be angry, and he wanted to apologize but thought of Sulfur's unusual speed. If she wanted to go, she wouldn't be able to catch up with Brewster. In desperation, Brewster had no choice but to pick up the soup in his hand and drink it all as if he wanted to drink. Alik was dissatisfied with this youthful attitude, but Brewster was a little helpless.
"I think I just said a few quips, and it was just a joke. And I'm not complimenting her on how good she is? β
"Brewster, you're too reckless. We met this Greatsword for the first day, and you shouldn't play this joke with her. Alik shook his head, stroking the tomahawk beside him and said, "Every greatsword has its own sad story, and we don't need to tear other people's wounds." You think it's a compliment, but she doesn't necessarily think so. There will be misunderstandings between strangers, not to mention that she is a big sword. Her willingness to act with us is a protection for us, and we should be grateful to her. β
"No, she's a stupid, she just doesn't know the way." Brewster shrugged, "If I didn't have the map in my hand, he might have been going around a village." β
"She can also kill you without spinning and snatch your map." "It's no harder for her to kill the two of us than it is to kill two rabbits." β
"But...... Aren't their swords incapable of killing? Brewster retorted unconvinced.
"Then why don't you think they killed?"
"That's ......"
Brewster wanted to say something, but found that he couldn't find a good reason.
"Organizational discipline is just a formality for Greatsword, and if she kills us here, no one else will know. It is not natural for the great sword to protect humans, they are half-demons to be precise, creatures between humans and demons. These half-demons can choose to join the human camp or join the demon population. Their choice to help humanity is nothing more than a remnant of kindness in their hearts. Don't challenge their bottom line, learn to be grateful, Brewster. Have you forgotten the teachings of the twin goddesses? β
At the mention of the twin goddesses, Brewster fell silent. The rebellious mood in his heart gradually faded, and he began to re-examine his behavior today for the first time. Alik glanced at the young knight, then pulled out a pamphlet from his bosom, which was a prayer. For a moment, only the faint sound of chanting echoed in the air. During this time, the little girl leaned on Alik's body, blinking her eyes in a daze. Perhaps drowsy by the dull and dry sound of prayer, the girl lay down with her back to the campfire. Alik carefully picked up the girl and sent her to the room inside, not wanting the conflict between the adults to disturb the girl's sleep. By the time the old knight walked back to the campfire, Brewster was already arranging his cloak.
Alik subconsciously glanced out the window. The light of the campfire inside the house was blocked by the walls, and the darkness of the desert was still outside the house. Alik didn't know what lurked in the darkness, maybe there were dozens of tiny golden eyes wandering outside. The old knight looked back at Brewster.
"What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to find her." Brewster replied briefly.
"You can't go, you're not a great sword, you're not even a knight." Alik frowned and said, "I didn't want you to come this operation, it's too dangerous. β
"If she doesn't come back, I'll be guilty for the rest of my life." Brewster tightened his grip on the hilt of his longsword and said, "If I can't even apologize, what knight am I going to be?" β
Brewster was in a hurry to rush out the door, thinking that Sulfur didn't know the way or the map, and probably wouldn't leave the village. If you look for it in the village, there should be a good chance of encountering it. But he was held tightly by Alex's arm. Although the old knight looked emaciated, his body was full of muscles that had been tempered for thousands of years. Brewster tried to break free, but couldn't.
"If you really encounter a demon, it won't help you to go." Alik said, "You might even distract Sulfona to protect you." Do you want to be a burden to her? β
Brewster was intellectually persuaded by Alik, but his emotions could not be accepted. He restlessly walked around the campfire, while Alik sat on the ground without saying a word. If you look closely at the old knight's hands, you can see that he trembles. Like Brewster, Alik is not at peace on the inside. The two men waited wordlessly, and as the minutes ticked by, Brewster felt that his patience had reached the limit.
"So we're just sitting here and waiting?"
"If you feel guilty, or if you feel angry. The object of your grudge should be yourself. Alec closed his eyes and said in a dull voice, "If you were mature enough, you wouldn't have done anything reckless. If you're mature enough, I'll be able to let you go to her in peace. β
"You're saying it's all because I'm not mature enough?"
"That's nature."
"So Sulfona suddenly ran out alone and ran to a dangerous place because she was not mature enough?"
"The reason is because you stirred up the scars of her past...... But......" Alik said after a moment of thought, "she is still not mature enough in essence. β
"And what about the dead ones?" Brewster suddenly pointed out the window and said, "How many dead people have we seen along the way, and why are they dying?" Because they are immature? What about the people in this house we are in now? Where did they go? Are they also immature enough? What about the little girl you saved? Isn't she immature enough? What about the twin goddesses? Why did they die? Is it also immature enough? Oh yes, Alex, and your daughter. Why did your daughter die? Is it also because she is not mature enough? β
Brewster roared angrily, and he vented all the frustration that had accumulated in his heart. By the time his congested brain had calmed down, he began to feel strange because he hadn't heard Alik's rebuttal. Brewster took a closer look, and on the other side of the campfire, Alik silently left tears in his eyes. Brewster fell back into frustration.
"I'm sorry, Alex. I'm saying the wrong thing again, I shouldn't have mentioned your daughter's thing. β
"No...... Brewster. You're right, I'm wrong. Alik wiped away his tears with trembling hands, "But I can't help it." If I can't blame all this on immaturity, who else can I rebel against? Brewster, you're a young man with a lot of energy, don't follow me. I've been in the bag all my life, and I know that I often fall into self-blame now. β
"No, it's all in the past. I'm not supposed to uncover your scars. Speaking of this, Brewster suddenly remembered what he had said earlier, "Perhaps, I also uncovered Sulfona's scars." Why am I so brainless when I speak? β
"Everybody was like that when they were young." Alik shook his head, "Wait until you say the wrong thing, do the wrong thing enough to seal your lips, then you won't be so reckless." β
"Is this what maturation is called?"
"That's right, that's maturity."
When the two of them said this, they were silent for a moment. They each need a little time to gather their thoughts. Leave some room for each other and yourself, this is a small tacit understanding between two people. Alik stroked the tomahawk in his hand, which seemed to be an extension of his body, like the imprint of time on him. Brewster pulled his pamphlet out of his bosom and ran his hand over the bumps on it. He spoke suddenly.
"Daddy, you know what? Sulfona loved these prayers. β
"It's amazing indeedβit's rare to believe in the great sword of the twin goddesses. The sacrifices in the Holy City are against any inhuman life entering the Holy City, and the half-human, half-demon Great Sword is no exception. I thought that Greatsword didn't have a good impression of the twin goddesses. β
"Yes, it's amazing. I could feel that she was very devout to the Twin Goddesses, that is, free and easy piety that was not bound by complicated doctrines. It reminds me of Zoss. β
He ...... I think it's your friend in the knight training camp. Alik said.
"Yes, he's short, but hard. He was very strict with himself and was simply an ascetic to me. Zoth had a natural belief in the Twin Goddesses, and I laughed at him for it. But he was always meticulous in refuting my jokes. β
Alik was silent for a moment.
"I remember this young man, he was very good. But it seems that he died in the mission a few years ago. β
"That's right." Brewster's face turned pale, "He became a knight before I did, and then he went on a mission." He walked away with a smile and then didn't come back. It was a month before someone from the church told us that he was dead. I still can't accept it, why would a good person like him die? I often fantasized that Zoth was alive, that I could joke with him, and that I wanted to hear him seriously contradict me. β
"But that greatsword isn't Zoth." Alik said.
"Yes, she's not. But there is something similar about the two of them that I can't help but associate them. The first time I met Sulfona, I realized that she was holding back something. She's torturing herself, she's punishing herself. It's a lot like Zorc. β
"It's not fair to Sulfona." Alik shook his head, "You shouldn't impose your impression of a dead friend on her. In this case, although Sulfura is not a beautiful young lady, she is indeed a young girl. I've heard that greatswords are mutants that have been accelerated in a special way, and the lifespan of greatswords may hardly exceed thirty years. You may look like she's eighteen or nineteen, but I'm guessing she's probably less than fifteen. In other words, she is not much older than the child we saved. β
"I feel even more guilty when you say that." Brewster lowered his head, "I don't even know how to face her. β
"Just ...... at this time"
Alek stopped talking mid-sentence, and Brewster noticed that Alik was unusual. Brewster raised his ears, not only did he have a keen sense of smell, but he also had his own way of controlling sound. Brewster heard a dull crash, an angry roar, and a shrill whistling of blades tearing through the air in the distance. The two knights looked at each other and stood up in unison.
"The sound is not far away." Alik said.
"No more than three hundred yards, it's still too late."
Both men pulled out their weapons and rushed out of the dilapidated hut.