Section 108 Pedestrian Street (4)
(5.11 First Update)
"The setting of the hasty escape is more like an absconding elopement, a stroll snuggling on the earl's chest, actually finding the impulse of the first love, a beautiful dance spinning on the light sea level, looking up at the beautiful glow."
The rapid symphony of fate ushered in the gentle dawn after the struggle, the lost pursuers frantically pounced on the secluded alleys, and the princess and me, stuck in the blind corner of the vision, walked safely on the lively streets.
"I don't have similar fetishes, but I just deign to run away, is it a disgrace to your honor?"
"Straightforward mature men are more attractive, relaxed and humorous, I'm going to fall in love with you!"
The princess removed her cold right hand from my shoulder, her palm dragging her chin, her five fingers covering her smiling mouth.
"The venom-soaked show of love, forgive me for not having the courage to contact. The beauty of charity is a landscape that does not belong to me, and of course the eroded eyes of my wife are almost blind in the complicated world, but why do you watch the mess of the exhibition? The charm of self-appreciation is not equally worth rejoicing. β
The lonely people on the block, out of place, walk together to expel the sadness of loneliness.
"Can a good concealment fool the Earl's sharp eyes, the answer is obviously no. The solemn atmosphere at the negotiating table is a way I hate communication. The solemnity that cannot be spread, oppressive and suffocating. β
"Fun is not supposed to be a paralyzing battle, but the occasional attempt is good, at least to remove the element of instability, and now we can conceive a model of a transaction between us, about the compensation of interest on the misappropriation of property."
With his left hand in his pocket, he was glad that the treaty had not been lost after the violent throbbing. The wrinkled scars do not affect the state of viewing, and the blurred handwriting does not need to be recognized. That's just a superficial process. After a rough appraisal of the princess, she curled up in a ball. Stuffed into the crevices of the broken road.
"The win-win benefits have to make me suspicious. The kindness conveyed by the earl always lurks with a shocking ending, and the same plot is staged repeatedly, and the reversal is almost the label of locking the earl! β
The smile squeezed out of the corner of the princess's mouth was like a natural bright moon, and she couldn't find the slightest flaw in her loss. I felt a subtle change in my breath, and the stable situation seemed to be about to collapse.
"A clichΓ© nickname, is it confusion or truth-seeking? So it seems. The princess did not allow me to be presumptuous and sovereign. β
Before the words fell, a large wave of law enforcement guards surrounded the Shura field of judgment, and the flames of purgatory burned, reflecting the shadow of defeat, but they stood helplessly in place, unable to move.
"How do we get out of the trap of what seems like a short negotiation is going to lag indefinitely, and the cumbersome obstacles are placed in front of us like a stake?"
"It's him, the culprit who plotted to kill General Glass!"
A newly recruited soldier, instigated by his leader, identifies the criminals. The acting skills of the conspiracy are easy to recognize, and the shaking hands are even more childish on the immature cheeks. A look of negotiation collapsed to the ground like an electric shock. I couldn't speak, it was a confession that couldn't even comfort myself, and naturally I couldn't reap the effect of the surprise attack.
The executive captain on horseback jumped off his horse. Shiny leather boots stepped over the recruit's back, and he drew his sword and approached us. Deliberately stepping on high-pitched footsteps to increase the courage that you are not sure of.
"Two. Please accept my review and prove your innocent sins. Reversing black and white is contrary to my philosophy, and gentle communication is the pleasure I pursue, neither blaming any good nor conniving at any evil. β
"Thank you very much for your kindness, but the disability of that pathetic general is indeed my masterpiece, and I confess to the facts of the crime. But the cause of the incident, let me repeat again, to tolerate the wanton acts of the gang syndicate, the damage caused to this lady, and I regret the serial tragedy. β
The captain obviously did not anticipate the fact of the confession, and froze in place for a moment and did not know what to do next. But under the teasing of the princess's charming eyes, she found life-changing inspiration. The swaggering posture is like a majestic courtship, and the deep bow is to reveal the superficial purpose, and the corners of the eyes are affectionately gazing at the princess who still has charm, which is the plot that I understand but can't read, maybe the aesthetic generation gap is like this.
"Dear Madam, you have been frightened! I apologize to you for my companion's stupid decision, and he deserves it for not heeding the admonition. However, rude methods do violate the constitution of your country, and you will not shield your subordinates who violate the law! β
Flattering diligence can always resolve urgent contradictions in awkward situations, and the captain holds the princess's delicate hands, salivating eyes, manipulating a somewhat confused limbs, and reveling in the enchantment that permeates the fat powder.
"I'm sorry, but I can't allow one mistake to make up for another. Besides, he is not my subordinate, but my temporary lover, a faithful knight! β
The princess's words awakened the illusion in the captain's reverie, and re-examined the young man in front of him. But no matter how closely you look at it, you can conclude that there is a distrust of deception. The disturbance of jealousy made him lose the patience of forgiveness and replace it with the seizure by force. To disperse the crowd of onlookers is to plot a killing without witnesses.
"Boy, do you need to pray to God for forgiveness?"
"The bloody executioner actually talks about God's forgiveness, and it seems that you like to play a supporting role! However, in order to preserve the suspense of the ending, I must selfishly remind you that there is no temporary dwelling place in my sky that allows God to exist, and there is no need for hypocritical forgiveness. β
"Hmph, is it a pale excuse that is poor in words? In that case, then I am the god who can control your fate, and I am responsible for removing substandard products, and don't worry, my sharp sword has a painless slashing effect, and maybe can also penetrate your nose and smell your own sweet plasma. β
The princess's deliberate kiss made the emotional captain even more annoyed, vowing to tear me apart, and the condensed blood dredged in the crazy heart, and the next second of the explosion is worth looking forward to.
"The will of the gods is actually entrusted to stupid humans, and interfering at will may be implicated by some kind of natural punishment force, an unusually retreat, and sometimes the wisdom of preserving strength. But obviously, you won't agree with my absent-mindedness, and in that case, then the gods will be destroyed! β
Speeding in front of the captain, he fell to the ground in a violent collision. The sword was dug deep into the soil under the cracks in the tiles, and the panicked soldier stood in place, rubbing his questioning eyes, unwilling to accept the fact that he had deceived himself.
"Roar, sure enough, I am a little underestimated, but this is also the last glory you created, this time I will not give you another chance, boy, prepare to notify your relatives to collect the body!"
The general, who leapt to his feet, struggled to pull out his weapon from the besieged dirt, shouting useless cruel words, immune to the routing resistance. Reinvigorated and took the initiative to attack me, wielding a long sword aimed at my fragile heart, but again and again it swooped into the air, and the more tangible the target, the more difficult it was to hit. After the back and forth, the somewhat tired captain held on to the hilt of his sword, panting in place, his pale eyes linked to the hypoxic structure.
"How can such a great matchup be without the necessary bets? Why don't you use the coffin as a gamble, and the winner gives the coffin to the loser to comfort the soul, is it an ingenious proposal? β
The galloping carriage dissipated the careless defense of the escort, but the long voice was advanced in advance, and the undertaker, wrapped in a pitch-black cloak, Truss always won attention with a novel way of appearing. Indeed, this time, he did it again, and was favored by the princess's smart eyes.
The horses were freed by their owners, and after breaking free from the reins, they found a shady place under a low wall to escape the heat. The coffin resting on the cart was empty, and the circular design completely subverted my already distorted aesthetic, and unless the wild population was blinded, the future of sales could no longer be described as worrying.
"Who are you?"
The captain scolded the sudden intruder, at least he would not sit idly by if he lost control of the territory, and the harsh intimidation could be regarded as a hypocritical comfort to prove his strength.
"Truss, a passing trader, a messenger left by death in the world, doing dishonorable deeds."
"Death? The brewer of stupid fear is just a minion of God, this is not a place for you to do it, I suggest leave quickly, otherwise you will have to bear the unimaginable consequences. β
Truss did not accept the captain's suggestion, but jumped off the scooter and slowly approached the center of the stage. An arrow step appeared in front of my field of vision, tapping me on the shoulder. Then he turned around, cleared his throat, and solemnly swore an oath:
I'll be the guest speaker, Bella Bell, the Grim Reaper who plunders the splendor of humanity!
On the bustling streets, a gust of wind swept by, ruffling my long hair, revealing blurred eyes, and desolation. (To be continued.) )