"Old Mr. Gayat, you're back."

The caretaker of the portal is a young mage, and there is no one in Fort Carter who does not know the Gaiats—one is the old Gaiat, who looks old, but is unexpectedly good-natured; The other is Gayat Jr., Marin Gayat, the sole leader of the Gayat Group at Fort Carter, the double prince of Farol and Sidney, and the legendary mage.

There are so many honors, so many that even Gayat himself can't remember how many identities he has as a child.

Anyway, it's much more at stake than his unangry father.

Nodding to the young man, Gayat, who walked out of the hall, looked at the snowflakes in the sky, this year's Teka Fort has a harsher winter.

Walking around the corner, looking at the corner of the old fan, I still remember that it was where I picked up Marin.

In his life, he sacrificed everything for revenge and truth, and originally thought that he would die alone because of this.

But the goddess of fate opened a window for herself, and the pair of children she picked up had a talent far beyond those of the noble children, and the goddess finally left a descendant enough to glorify his life.

Even if he and her were not covered with Gayat's blood, they ...... Their surname is Gayat, and they are proud of it.

That's enough, for Gaiat, someone can inherit the surname, for him, it's already content.

In Fort Carter today, there are no more roadside beggars waiting to be picked up, and Marin is a child who has created a wonderful new world, and this child has a far more realistic hand than the stupid people of Northernism, who can't feed the poor, but Marin's clique can.

It's not that northernism can't work, in fact, Gayat has always been sympathetic to them, farmers who rent eight out of ten, young people who can't even pay the rent for business owners, middle-aged people who voluntarily sign contracts, everyone is struggling to survive in this world, it's a pity that their gods don't pity them, their kings, their nobles can't pity them, these worlds have always been so cruel.

Once upon a time, Gayat also felt that there would be no salvation in this world, and that the Lord of Justice would never care about the affairs of mankind, as for other gods...... Do you let the god of nobility and the lord of wisdom come? Of course they will, but the target of their help is the nobles.

It is better to count on them than to count on the goddess of the harvest, who guards the peasants, to raise the banner of war for those poor people.

It's a pity that the goddess of harvest hasn't woken up yet.

It may take a long time for Northernism to understand that it is impossible for those who are high above to pity them, that the compromisers among them are simply moths corrupted by the business owners and aristocrats, and that even among them there is what Marin calls a chain of discrimination.

Marlin, the child, said this, it is very reasonable, that sentence is called the ass decides the head, the owner of the ass sitting on the terrier and the owner of the ass sitting on the throne are destined to not pee in the same pot, just like those sheepdogs who help the rancher manage the lambs, will the shepherd dog stand with the sheep against the rancher?

Of course not.

Father, do you know that only a man like me, who betrayed the chair under his ass, understands what a terrible death the poor people of this world are facing.

Marin's words made Gayat agree very much, yes, only know the peasants who have their backs to the sky, only know that the day is a day of workers, those weavers do not know whether the textile factory owners suck blood or honey from them, and those children who can only walk on the streets with nothing to do and beg, let alone know whether they are ruined by their own lives or the fate of the whole race.

Marin, a child, said that knowledge is a double-edged sword, it can make everyone understand the environment they are in, let everyone understand the environment they are stepping on, and let everyone know...... Who will be the enemy they will face.

But all this will soon have nothing to do with him, old Gaiatt sighed, the old man walking in the snow thought about his short future, and the end of his choice was to want the old sequence called truth to be completely sealed.

Truth...... How many people have been killed by these two words?

Gyaat didn't know how many there would be before, but there should be none after him.

His body will be preserved forever, and the magical machine called Truth, which has been inherited from before the Great Apocalypse, will be completely sealed in his body. No one has fallen victim to it since Gayat, and those who truly seek the truth, even without this sequence, can pursue the truth with their hands.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Gayat." The patrolman on the side of the road raised his hat.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Officer." Gayat also raised his flat hat, and the old man pulled out a box of cigarettes and divided one for the two police officers.

"Thank you." The older officer took the cigarette, pulled out a lighter, and lit one for Gaia before lighting it for himself and his colleagues.

"Thank you for your hard work." Old Gayat said, noticing a stretcher being carried out across the road: "What's going on?" ”

"In the previous dispute between the tenants, the tenants downstairs said that the tenants upstairs were too noisy, and the two sides quarreled a few times with the landlord's wife, and the most upstairs collapsed with a revolver gun downstairs."

"Ah, my Fort Carter is so simple." Old Gayat remarks a sneering joke peculiar to Fort Carter, which draws the giggles of the two police officers.

"Speaking of which, this situation has been rare recently, since your son established such a large group, not to mention the villages and towns around us, even those refugees have jobs, the city is getting bigger and bigger, our Fort Carter Police Department has opened two substations in the north, I thought it would be very busy, but now it seems that things have become less." Mr. Elderly, a police officer, had experienced the daily death of people in Fort Carter, and his exclamation made his colleagues agree: "Yes, when I was still studying, I could see people dying in the street every day, and now it is difficult to see a drunk person die in a week." ”

"Thanks to a good man like your child, old Mr. Gayat." The old officer seized the opportunity to launch a hype.

This made old Gaiatt a little embarrassed - he really didn't teach Marin much, but he still smiled and nodded: "Marin, this kid, it would be good if he could help Fort Carter, everyone is a part of this city." ”

"But speaking of dead people, when it was almost autumn last year, a lot of apprentices died during that time." The young officer mentioned something that old Gayat did not know, and the old man, who was dominated by curiosity, asked, and the young man naturally knew everything.

So, old Gayat knew what happened last year, and when he heard that many apprentices had died in vain, he nodded even more curiously: "Thank you, since you said that the apprentices of the goddess of harvest also had deaths and injuries, then I will go and ask, I will go first, two, this box of cigarettes will be given to you, and you will work hard for your contribution to this city." ”

The two officers naturally excused themselves, so old Gayat changed into cigars, gave one to each of them, and then left amid their thanks.

The sanctuary of the Church of the Goddess of the Harvest was nearby, and when Old Gaiat passed, he happened to see Colin leading his children out of the hall.

Seeing Old Gaiat, Colin asked his companion to take the children back first, and then stayed with Old Gaiat: "Old Gaiat, what wind sent you to the Templar." ”

"I heard that this time last year, quite a few apprentices died?" As soon as Old Gayat spoke, he noticed that the young man's face had changed, and he was curious, when he heard Colin's exclamation: "This matter is very long, let's find a place to drink tea and talk." ”

Well, it's icy and snowy, and old Gaiat's joints are also painful.

So after a short walk to the south, old Gayat led the young man into the coffee shop.

After ordering two coffees and a few small snacks, old Gayat paid for it, and when he returned, he noticed that the kid Colin seemed to be sighing something.

Speaking of which, this child was also watched by old Gaiat, who was originally the youngest apprentice of old Hoffman, and later had not produced a Marin...... Hey, it's all in the past, and old Hoffman has returned to God.

"Kid, what story do you have to tell me?" Sitting across from Colin, old Gayat took out his cigarette case, and was about to light one, when he noticed the no-smoking sign on the wall, and he put away his cigarette with some regret, and then looked at the young man.

"This matter has to start with Marin."

Colin's beginning was completely unthinkable to old Gaiat, he listened dumbfounded as Colin learned the story of the dead remnants of the era of destruction from the beginning, and when he knew that Colin was also the child in the plan, he was even more shocked into a cold sweat.

Because he also thought of someone, a woman who had been dead for a long time, so long that she had forgotten what she looked like.

Sophia, you ...... Is it.

Bidding farewell to Colin and standing under the eaves, Old Gayat smoked several cigarettes until the snow was getting heavier and heavier, and he finally took a step.

He's going to see someone.

Old Ferrero, you know what?

………………

Old Ferrero is not in his basement today, the old elf is planting in his garden with rare flowers, which are planted from the seeds given to him by the boy Marlin, and they are very beautiful, so he always finds time to sprinkle these grasses every day.

This good mood was not until the old bastard Gayat appeared in his garden, how could a fellow with the smell of smoke have such a wonderful daughter and son, and how could the goddess of fate be so partial to a short-lived breed who killed himself.

"Why are you here?" Out of affection for his apprentice, old Ferrero decided to hear what the guy had to say.

"I want to see the chips of that era of destruction, taken out of the heads of dead apprentices." Old Ferrero's words silenced old Ferrero for a moment - where did this old bastard hear this? How did he know that the apprentice had a chip in his head: "Who told you." ”

"I heard it while the patrolman on the side of the road was chatting, and then I asked Colin, and he told me that Marin had solved it all...... He doesn't know about Sophia, but you understand, why didn't you tell me! ”

"If I'm mistaken, you're coming to see me for the first time in years, and you don't want to blame me for your own actions?"

The word blade from the elves knocked the kid back, and he scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.

"It's my fault, but anyway, please make sure you show me the chip, and tell me about the apprentices before they died."

"You guy, let me come one by one, follow me first, and I'll show you the chip." Putting down the kettle, old Ferrero walked to his office with the short-born species that looked older than he looked.

Along the way, the elven blood of old Ferrero told his master that the heartbeat of the humans behind him sounded a little rapid, and the breathing was also a little rapid, this is the sorrow of the short-lived species, from their birth to old age, these decades have not left any time-scarred wounds on the old Ferrero's body.

Entering the office, old Ferrero took out the small box with the chip and put it in his hand: "Before the children die, they will be seriously ill, they will have a fever, the body's immunity will be weakened and there will be symptoms of pneumonia, some children will be blind, some children will have aphasia, but in the end they will all face death, unless they meet Marin and the Lord of Justice...... They saved a lot of apprentices. ”

"Similar to Sophia, I always thought she was poisoned, and I have been chasing the non-existent murderer all these years......"

In old Ferrero's eyes, the human clutched his forehead and tears rained down.

Old Ferrero didn't know how to comfort this young man, who had been seeking the truth for so long, and who had given up looking for the truth, was in front of him today in such a ridiculous form.

"I'm going to make sure." The old boy of the Gayat family wiped away his tears, stood up, and walked to the office door.

"You're going to dig up Sophia's grave, for whatever you want, don't be stupid, you'll be hanged." Old Ferrero looked at him and said.

"I'm not stupid, I'll go to Michelle and ask if you can give me a convenience."

With that, the old boy disappeared outside the door.

Old Ferrero, who had remained behind, opened the window in silence, took out his messenger, and placed the written paper and a silver elven coin into his hand, and the spirit messenger disappeared into the air outside the window as he turned.

Hopefully Marin is free now...... Although old Ferrero felt that his apprentice, who had fought for him, would definitely not be available now.

That's okay, if you don't have time now, maybe you will be able to stage a big drama of father and son filial piety in a while.