A man who has been framed, hunted down, wanted, and an innocent teenager who has been orphaned because of a tyrannical warlord.

The two miraculously live together intimately every day.

"Come, hold the sword like this," the cold priest stood behind the timid boy with a smile on his face, and taught him how to use his sword, which was never touched by others.

This heartwarming scene made almost all the rough guys' jaws drop to the ground, is this still the berserker who has been fighting with his life at the forefront of the battlefield?

But the female priests were happy for the paladin Anderson who finally smiled, Anderson is a very considerate person, but he always feels serious like a robot, which makes people difficult to get close to, but the appearance of this child makes everyone think that Anderson is just an ordinary old man, but he is terrible and unsmiling.

As Kaba grew older, the priest refused to call him his destiny, and every time he simply called him "Lu", over time, few people, including Ruth Kaba herself, were about to forget - or rather, everyone thought he was going to forget.

Ten years later, people were still busy trying to live in the siege that Old Joe still hadn't given up, probably every six months, and Kaba's strength had become strong under Anderson's own conditioning, although he couldn't use the priest's sword because his fingers were too thin. However, with the sword alone, it is easy to defeat several enemies surrounding at the same time.

Until one day, Andre personally led a large army to press the border, Anderson carelessly underestimated the enemy and was injured, and Kaba actually rushed up to fight Andre.

Everyone desperately tried to save the two, but they were surrounded by a large number of heavily armed Iron Mask Men, who were not threatening but could not get out.

It was the worst loss Kaba had ever had, his arm was broken, his shoulder was completely removed, and one leg was completely incompletely healed.

He lay in bed for half a year, during which time Kaba did not speak. No one knows what he was through in that battle, but no one wants to ask him about it again, to uncover the old scars of pain.

Life went on like this, and every day Anderson would visit the chaplain where the priests were tending to Kaba. At that time, Anderson was looking for Andre to take revenge all over the world, and he didn't stay long every time, often trying to communicate, and if he failed, he just sighed and left silently.

Until one day, Anderson entered the hut and saw only the corpses of a few priests, mutilated and covered with the scars of the war knives he had given to Kaba.

On the table beside the bed, a letter nailed to a wooden board with a cut of Kaba's own finger bones. After reading the letter, Anderson seemed to have lost everything at once, and the whole person was dozens of years old.

Later, these apostate priests learned that Kaba had become Old Joe's subordinate, and actively slaughtered scavengers and ordinary citizens who rebelled against his rule.

Later, Father Anderson single-handedly went to find this "traitor" to everyone, his only "son".

As a result, when the priest staggered back to the station that night, the tragic appearance startled everyone, and Father Anderson came back almost by thought, he had forty or fifty piercing wounds on his body, and one hand was still a little connected to the skin, and more than fifty priests worked all night with holy healing techniques to barely pull him back from the line of death.

From that day on, "Dead Deer" Kaba, the leader of the undead old Joe's new war boys, was born, and the only enemy in Hammer Valley where the apostates gathered in Subway Hammer Valley were eager to cramp and peel their skins.

After his recovery, the priest returned to his former paladin, ruthless and indifferent. He would not kill any innocent person by mistake, but his methods were so cruel and ruthless to any "sinner" he considered that for a long time the priests refused to go to war with Anderson because of psychological discomfort.

But it seems to have been deliberate, and since that duel that almost cost Anderson's life, Kaba has not been seen again, I don't know if he thought the priest was dead or simply feared being besieged. Kaba became the head of the Immortal Old Joe's hunting party, apparently because it was far enough away from Hammer Valley.

When they heard that Kaba had been killed in the slums near the ancient battlefield by a "savior" who fell from the sky, the entire Hammer Valley cheered. Anderson was the only one, who seemed to feel as if something was in his heart, and although he looked unharmed and even very excited when discussing with everyone, he silently spat out a mouthful of blood when his subordinates were a little far away from him.

No matter how bitterly he hated, it was a child he raised as a son, and only Anderson and Kaba knew that the so-called "duel" was just a one-sided "murder". From the beginning to the end, until the end, Kaba couldn't accept killing Anderson with his own hands and fled, and the powerful monster-like paladin Anderson did not fight back, he kept trying to hug his son and persuade him. As a result, he could only be severely injured and barely walked back to the station.

And this time, what he couldn't do, someone finally completed it for him, and the "wolf" he raised was solved, but as a father, his pain was still unimaginable, and it was in such a muddy state that he came to the ancient battlefield...

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Holding his son, who was still convulsing from pain, Anderson walked step by step towards the blazing fire.

A tear diluted the blood on his face, and the man was like a fragile child, walking with tears pouring down tears.

The fire was close, so close that it was finally time to say goodbye to it completely.

As a paladin who fought with the power of faith, Anderson knew that his arms were gradually getting colder and colder, a corpse that was only left with a soul to be punished and agonized. He couldn't help him, no one or even God could help him.

Determined to ignore the robe that had been burned to Mars, Anderson reluctantly threw the corpse in his arms into the fire. The flame burns everything fairly and calmly.

A letter was placed in the fire, the paper had been soaked in some liquid and then dried, and it looked crumpled, and the handwriting on it slowly turned into black-gray residue in the flames and the young man's thin body.

"Father, I don't understand, you taught me that justice is powerful, so why do we always have to be bullied? Are we no longer righteous? I think Andrei is right, strength and power are justice, and the weak are always wrong. So, don't blame me, you taught me to be a partner in righteousness, and now, I have decided to be a partner in justice. Goodbye, my teacher, or rather—my father, may we never see each other again. ”

The letter had been burned completely, and Anderson was the only person in the world who knew about it, and he decided to burn all the memories after today.

"Good night, my child."

Slowly stood up and looked at the clean corpse that had been incinerated, not only Kaba, but also Andre. Turning around and wiping away the last tear vigorously, Father Anderson decided to move on, in every sense, but before that—

"Good night, Ruth."