1:375 Exhortation to the Jedi (3)

At noon the next day, Albert was confined to his home and almost went insane. He paced impatiently to and fro in every corner of the room, rolling back and forth on the bed and couch from time to time, and then pushed open the window to look out. He's like a hamster drinking coffee.

Bediwell shook his head and sat down on the floor, "Al, calm down, let's play poker again." You've only been grounded by Patriarch Robol for three days, and now it's the second day, and time passes quickly. "It's noisy! You don't want to think that a big meow like me needs a lot of exercise!" said the tiger boy, rolling back and forth on the bed, messing up the sheets, "Your story is finished, I'm about to die of bore!" "I'm sorry that my life is too short, and the adventure story is not long enough." Bediwell said aggrievedly, "Also, tonight it's my turn to sleep in the bed, and you sleep on the sofa." Please keep your bed linen neat and tidy. Your tiger hair is not easy to tidy up when it falls on the bed!" The tiger man was helpless for a while, "I'm not in the mood to quarrel with you." If I don't go out, I'm going to get mold in my room!" "Isn't that just right?" Bediwell looked out the window at the gloomy sky. Dark clouds are still accumulating, and the heavy rain that began at noon yesterday has not stopped.

Moreover, I heard that this one is very large, covering the entire dark region. Although this timely rain relieved the drought in the dark area, it also obscured the already pitiful amount of sunlight.

If you go on like this for another two or three days, the whole shijie will grow mold. In fact, Albert's room already smelled musty.

Musty?

Bediwell looked at the white tiger lying on the bed, the tiger's fur was messy and did not look so clean. The source of that strange smell was the tiger, and he was still rolling on the sheets that Bedwick was going to sleep on tonight

Bediwell had an idea: "Al, actually, there should be another way for us to have a chance to go out and take a leisurely walk. Although only for a short period of time. Al jumped up from the bed: "What?!" "Take a shower?" Patriarch Roble was busy with the business at hand, and he signed a large pile of strategic documents. He didn't hide the documents from Bedi, who couldn't read the fangs.

"Hot springs!" said Albert, "it's on that hill, just a dip, right? "I want Lang Fei precious guards to accompany you two boys to fool around. Roble was very reluctant.

"But, I haven't bathed for two days!" Albert looked at his father with a pitiful look, "Look, I'm about to stink!" In other villages, there is a shortage of water, and there are even people who have not been able to take a bath for several years. Roble disagreed, "What is it if you kid doesn't take a shower for two days." "Dad, you have black hair all over your body, and it's no problem if you don't take a bath for ten years. I'm different! This white hair, you can see it after two days of not taking a shower!" Albert continued to ramble on a bunch of crooked reasoning, "You see, the hair in my armpits is yellow-" "Enough!" Robul really couldn't stand his son's nonsense like this (especially the body odor), and finally gave in, "You guys go." You are limited to 10 minutes to come back. "I can't even wash my ass in ten minutes!" "Half an hour!—now, get out of here!" robert yelled.

Al looked smug as he stuck out his tongue and ran out. Bediwell smiled unhappily and was about to go out with him.

"Silver Wolf, I know what you did yesterday. Do you think that by dividing the relationship between the Tutan Patriarch and us, you will be able to reduce the combat effectiveness of the orc alliance?" said Roble suddenly.

"I have no intention of separating you. "I just want to tell Lord Tutan that no matter how hard life is, you should not give up your dignity to live." "Oh, --phew. [The dignity of being alive]!?" said Roble angrily, "Did humanity give us [the dignity of living] in that massacre in Egypt?"

While the orcs were alive, humans wanted to enslave them. Even when the orcs die, humans have to strip them of their fur. What kind of [dignity to live], not even [dignity to die]!" Bedi turned his head and looked at the big black tiger with a sad face: "I'm sorry about your eldest son. However, it is only a part of humanity that makes mistakes. Do you want to take revenge on all of humanity, even the innocent ones? What do you get for revenge? It only adds to the sorrow. Robel was not persuaded. On the contrary, the anger in his eyes burned even more. He said to the werewolf boy in a resentful and mocking tone, "Do you know that my father was killed by me?"

In the face of Bedi's silence, Roble drew a sharp sword. The sword exuded a cold and cold light: "At the clan meeting, I will use this sword to break your father's stomach."

I watched as his intestines spilled from his bloodied stomach. The werewolf boy was shocked, but the other party didn't stop.

"I didn't stop, I xiangshang, slit his stomach, slit his trachea, slit his throat, and split his head in two. Bedi's legs went limp, and he fell backwards. He sat on the ground and watched as Roble pressed his whole body in front of him!

"I zuihou used this sword to split his chest and gouge out his still beating heart. The werewolf boy gasped, his anger and horror reached its peak, but the father-killing enemy in front of him forced the boy in front of him, and the two faced each other, only an inch away from each other!

"How's that, boy, can you still say it's okay, don't want revenge?!" "Ha, ha, ha, I don't want to!" The werewolf boy gasped, anger overpowering everything, his pupils narrowing to the smallest with extreme excitement!

"What a hypocrite!then—" Robble put the sword into Bedeville's hand, "Come on, the weapon is in your hand!—this is the sword I used to kill your father!, do you really not want to use this sword to avenge your father's murder?" The cold sword became hot in the werewolf boy's hand. The flame of hatred heated every inch of the wolf's skin, every hair, to the point of ignition. He clenched his sword, his hands trembling, and hot sweat poured from the ends of his hair, raining down like drops, clattering, and dripping onto the wooden floor.

Stab down. A voice kept echoing in the werewolf boy's mind.

Stab down and end everything.

This is a shortcut to revenge for the murder of his father. It is also a shortcut to ending this war.

Stab down, end everything, and then shijie is clean!

"No!!!" Bedeville instantly burst out with the Liliang of the Madness Technique, and he turned into a burly beast, knocking Robol to the ground in one fell swoop!

"Ahh

A second later, Bediwell returned to his original form.

Just next to Robul's lower abdomen, there was a small opening. The sword sank deep into the floor, leaving only a small wound in the tigerman's waist.

Bedi didn't miss out. At the critical moment, he used his reason to suppress his anger and let the sword stab off.

Roble looked at the werewolf boy in disappointment. The comedy of revenge he was expecting did not happen, but in exchange for the forgiveness of the enemy.

"You coward. Don't you even dare to kill your father's enemy?" he said stiffly, but he knew best what the answer was.

"It's not that I don't dare to kill you. Bediwell cried quietly, "But I can't kill you. If I kill you, Al will be sad. He's my friend, and I'm not going to do anything to hurt my friend.

A father kills another father, and the son, in revenge for his father, kills the father. The father's son also killed the other son in revenge. The son also had his own son, and the son's son went on to kill the son of the enemy, and the two bands fought each other for generations, until there was no one left?

If the hatred is perpetuated from generation to generation, will this shijie change?

Please, don't hold grudges anymore!This shijie's sorrow is enough, there's no need to let it grow any longer!Let it go!" It was only now that Robel finally understood that this werewolf boy was a truly righteous man.

He doesn't go mad with revenge, and he doesn't go mad with resentment. Although immature and clumsy, Bediwell's soul is incomparably pure and kind.

This is also a realm that Roble will not be able to reach in his lifetime. Having lost his eldest son, Robert, he has forgotten what forgiveness is and has become a vengeful spirit.

What makes us so unbearable?

What makes us so small, not even as thin as a child?

After Bediwell turned to leave, Robble was still quietly reflecting.

A teenager's words made time and space changeable, making events that shouldn't have happened gradually become possible, and making Shijie's huge fate begin to derail.

The fourth miracle, the karma (fate) creation, is always unleashed in Bediville without opinion. It doesn't matter how big it is, what matters is-

The variable of fate has appeared.