"......" Yi Xuan was silent, and after the residual temperature of his mind diverged, Yi Xuan suddenly found that his hands and feet were as cold as iron and stone, and he didn't know if it was because of fear or shame. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Okay, okay, I'll admit that, as an adult, it's really wrong to tease a little kid like this." Harut scratched his head.

"Correspondingly, the mechanism will compensate you for choosing to go about your daily life in the watch world. At least you don't have to worry about money and illness. The ring in Yi Xu's hand couldn't distinguish between male and female voices.

"It's ugly, it's selfish, isn't it?"

"What?" Harut was wondering about the abrupt words.

"I must be ugly in such a situation, praying only for my own salvation." Yi Xuan lowered his head, in the center of the classroom that was in a slowly regular, strange state, and lowered his head. -- The ground was covered with dark red blood a second ago.

"Sort of......" Harut took a deep drag on his cigarette.

"What I cherished, I didn't hesitate to throw away in that moment. The order I wanted to maintain was disfigured beyond recognition by that force in the blink of an eye. It's ridiculous that I've been saying such and such beautiful things before this, showing that I want to maintain my ideal life. I now understand that the root of selfishness is deeply rooted in my bones. ”

"So what?" Harut's expression was a little lonely.

"Maybe you're right, I've been hesitating. Not only that, but I will always hesitate in the future. But, despite this, uncle, I suddenly wanted to fight. ”

"Fighting with my selfishness, taking revenge on my ugliness, may be able to regain the beautiful reality that exists in me, I thought. Maybe when I will be able to stick to my own rules and fight against these things that cause me pain, I will be able to achieve my desires. ”

"It's an excuse, but it's still a little convincing." Harut leaned back against the toppled table and spoke blandly.

"Probably, but uncle, I really want to fight now, to defeat my cowardly self, to defeat the so-called despair, I want to defeat everything that stands in my way, everything that stands in the way of my dreams. So, uncle, please give me the strength to be able to protect the daily life I want, and I hope that while everyone is living happily, I am working hard. What is said to be for protection, in order to pursue dreams, this kind of reason does sound very naïve, uncle. ”

As he said this, Harut casually threw over a small object.

Yi Xuan was caught off guard and barely caught it, and found that it was an ordinary master key.

"When you're ready, use this key to open the 'door', and no matter which door it is, it will lead to the same place. Let's go back tonight to calm down, it's obviously a little ghost, and it's not okay if you don't deal with your emotions. Harut's tone softened.

"Introduce yourself, Harut, then? Márquez, an ordinary coordinator of the Dawn Agency. ”

"Well, I'm Yi Xu."

"Okay, I'll wait for you at the agency." Harut scratched his head, strangely disappearing into space.

Yi Xuan looked around, the phantom shadows of his classmates in the noon sun slowly reappeared, he sighed, and finally let go of the backpack that had been soaked in sweat and threw it aside, and walked out of the door.

"Ding, ding, ding!" There are very few pedestrians on the streets at noon, and the ringing of mobile phones is very obvious.

"Hey, Mom."

"Well, I know, I'll study hard."

"Well, I've been getting along with my classmates very well lately."

"I know, I understand, you and Daddy also need to add more clothes, it seems that it has been raining a lot in the magic capital recently."

"Well, okay, what? I'm really fine. ”

"Really! Even if there were, I would have figured it out. ”

"Well, okay, goodbye."

Facing the too dazzling sunlight, Yi Xu, who walked to the door of the apartment, wiped his aching eyes, and the warm and moist feeling spread from the entire palm.

It's time to take a break.

……

"Leave the work to such a ghost, even if the agency is inhumane, there should be a limit." In the space that Yi Xuan didn't understand, Harut said dullly.

"Sure enough, there are still opinions, Marquez, the dragon of the Shire has not changed." The female voice said so.

"Please don't call it that name, I'm just thinking that I spent so much effort to save this little ghost, but I can't die so easily."

"Well, don't worry about this, I will deal with it solemnly." Although the female voice said this, her tone was still relatively frivolous. "Also, Harut, this child is very different from you, if you are a weak knight, then he has a scepter in his heart that you do not have."

"yes, such a scarce imp should be well hidden."

"What a fool's errand, Marquez, the happiest man who dies for his dreams."

Listening like this, Harut flicked off the cigarette ash between his fingers and was silent for a long time.

"What are you thinking, in that case, as long as you finally complete your dream? Hit a happy end that makes everyone happy. ”

"That's a light thing to say. Unfortunately, there is no such thing as a happy ending for everyone, and the right ending for everyone to be unable to achieve their wishes is the so-called perfect result in reality. Harut retorted in a seemingly flat tone.

"That's why this kid is hope, he has ideals that most of you can't imagine, I said, he has a scepter in his heart." The voice carries a convincing tension.

"Cut, it's really troublesome, I know, I'll teach him well."

"One more thing, there is a continent-wide 'residual disaster' on the L401 plane of the Fourth Realm."

"Continental?"

"Well, fortunately, although it is infectious, it is a relatively less destructive 'plague'. The Coordinator has arrived, and you need to be in charge of a city-state as well. ”

"It's not shallow, this kind of thing. If you are a city-state, can you name it? ”

"Well, it's called Red Moon City."

"Ahem...... Isn't that the one?! Harut choked suddenly.

"It's been verified that it's false information, it's really superstitious."

"Mia, it's no longer a question of superstition or not." Harut was unusually uncalm.

"Don't worry, if it's true, there will be a censor going there a long time ago, and it won't be the turn of people like you."

"People like me?! I'm ...... anyway."

"Okay?" The voice known as Mia had a teasing twist. Should it be said that the way of heaven is a good reincarnation?

"It's nothing, I know, I'm born to work hard anyway."

"O bitter knight, should I say that at this time?"

"Whatever you want."

"I really want to see what you can teach the young dragon to be, it won't work with your weak chivalry, right? The Dragons of the Shire. ”

"I've repeated it many times, please don't call that name. Also, since you say so, let me prove it to you, even a knight can become a king. Harut's lazy left hand, which was deep in his pocket, clenched his fist rarely......