Zarud Morzhigen rustled on the dead leaves. Heavy footsteps. He's going to disappoint his master again.

***

The wooden door was gently pushed open, and Morrigan stepped gently into the room. The old man in front of the wooden table, who was holding a cane with both hands and a vicissitudes on his face, raised his head slightly.

Morrigan stood quietly at the table. One old and one young were strangely silent.

Finally, Mo Rigen sighed and said in frustration: "Master, I have failed again, and I have disappointed you again. ”

The old man's withered hands tightened.

"At your request, I'll come back to see you one last time before I kill myself."

The old man did not speak, his gray eyes were still calm, staring at the young man.

"I ...... Let's go. Master, take care. The boy turned.

"Wait." The old man spoke. The boy stood still, facing the old man.

"Alas...... You are still too kind, even if I hand over all my viciousness to you, I can't hide your kindness. Why did you come to me, O you? You should find a family to grow up happily, so that your kindness will not be polluted. The old man hung his head.

After a long time, the old body suddenly stood up. The old shell erupted with incredible power.

"You have one last mission, and when it's done, you're free. Prepare your horses and set off with me! ”

***

At sunset, the master and apprentice rode on horses on a steep slope. The golden light leaped over the mountain tops in front of them, sprinkling the dense forest behind them.

We're going to the top of the mountain.

Mo Rigen finally decided to say the words brewing along the way: "Master, in fact, Jili people are not bad. ”

The master was silent.

Mozhigen continued: "Actually...... A lot of them are very kind......" Morrigan gasped, obviously still having something to say, but he couldn't say it anyway. For the first time, in front of his master, he argued for the Ji Li people that the master hated.

The master smiled: "Yes......"

Morrigan was puzzled. He thought the master would be furious. But it seems to ...... The master accepted his opinion?

Morrigan calmed down and asked, "Then why...... The master still hates Jili people so much? ”

"Hate?" The master sighed, "Actually, I can't say it." I just want to stupidly express my feelings for my homeland, and I want to stupidly help barbarians do barbaric things. ”

"After all, my heart has always belonged there." The master stretched out his dry fingers and pointed forward.

They made it to the top of the mountain. It's not a mountaintop, it's a stretch of cliffs. Beneath the cliffs, the endless ocean is gilded with a layer of gold, rippling in the microwave, with seagulls flying over and a light breeze. In the distance, the majestic land spreads out in the haze, so far away, but it still makes people feel confused.

That's where the master was pointing.

It was the master's homeland.

Morrigan looked at his master. Something has changed in the master's eyes, and there is no longer the ruthlessness and coldness of the past, and the softness of helplessness and sadness.

"Morrigan." The master lowered his hand.

"I'm here." Morrigan replied in a sonorous voice. Wait for the master's voice to lose something. His voice is not hard, the hidden fragility in the depths, and the breeze can blow it apart.

"Now I leave the last task to you. When I die, take my ashes over there and bury them. ”

"Yes, master."

The sun is about to leap down from the sea.

"Mo Rigen, it's not early, let's go rest."

"Yes, master."

So he dismounted, fastened his horse, and fell asleep against the trunk of the tree.

***

In the early morning, the red sun is rising.

Morrigan woke up and stood up with his joints twisted.

The master was still sitting on his horse, facing the direction of his homeland.

"Master?" He grabbed the master's hand that was gripping the reins and shook violently.

Cold, the coldness of the deceased, there is no trace of warmth.

Somehow, Mozhigen's nose was sore.

He approached the master and hugged hard: "Grandpa......"

***

It's all ready, he's leaving, taking the master with him.

to complete the final mission.

He was ahead, turning his head to look. The master sat on the horse's back, and the horse moved forward steadily, so let the master finish the last journey majestically.

He looked past his master to the land that spread out in the red sun.

That's where the master's soul will return.