When Lowe found the chieftain, the tall, chatty chief was sitting in Heber's house, accompanied by Lisa, who had the same hair and skin color as Lowe.

As for the pupils, Lisa's pupils are still black, while Luo's pupils are still dark green.

The chief spends most of his time in his school, or in Alik's low dwelling, to soothe his bewildered and devout believers and bring comfort to their souls.

The chief appeared here to wait for Luo, waiting to dispel the thick confusion in Luo's heart, so that Luo almost lost himself.

Heber had been wounded in a previous battle in the wilderness. Most of the ribs on his chest were broken, his bloody chest was visibly collapsed, and there was a deep bone-visible scratch on his right leg, and Lo could smell the Nepalese saber from the jagged wound.

Heber's injuries were severe, and in the old days such injuries were fatal, but for Heber, who had reached the advanced level, it might only take a few days to heal after being bandaged and treated by the chief.

Lowe was also fortunate enough to taste Lisa's delicious coffee again, and to listen to the chief's nostalgic chatter again.

"My dear people, the wise Abner Sothos sees confusion in your eyes, and you are again at a fork in the road in the darkness?"

The chief's eyes were still bright, but his wrinkled face seemed to be older, which made his chatter seem less unacceptable.

"Dear Uncle Abner, I may have to make a choice, but I really don't know which one to choose, and I feel that either one will eventually lead to the endless abyss of destruction."

Luo looked at the cup of coffee in front of him with a rich aroma, and whispered softly.

Heidi seems to be more inclined to choose the Marquis of Begu, and there doesn't seem to be anything unpleasant between the Marquis and Luo, and the Marquis of Begu can even be said to be extremely friendly compared to the Cardiven family who are frantically chasing after him.

But Luo still has a deep fear of the marquis, and the fear does not come from the difference in rank and status, this fear is unreasonable, but it is real.

In order to find the "original person" who can be integrated with his bloodline, the marquis has already reached the point of madness and desperation, Luo will never believe his so-called bloodline continuation of the nonsense, he must have other more real and terrible purposes.

As for the Cadivan family, their attitude has been very clear, they not only want to turn Yi into a guinea pig locked in a cage, but also want to turn Luo into another guinea pig.

"If all the roads around you lead to the endless abyss, it means that you are in the abyss. If you are already in the abyss, why be afraid of the abyss! ”

Lowe looked up at the chief, who he felt had some truth in what he said, but it wasn't the answer he wanted.

The chief drank his cup of coffee, then whispered to Lisa, who was busy.

"Dear Lisa, could you give me another drink? The coffee you brew is so delicious. ”

Lisa stopped what she was doing, walked forward and bowed respectfully to the chief, then placed a steaming cup of coffee in front of the chief again.

Her expression was always quiet and full of faint happiness, as if she belonged to two different worlds from the wilderness filled with heavy bloody atmosphere and Alik in the storm.

Because she didn't have any abilities, and with a little luck, Lisa ended up living as happy as she is now. The absence or loss of abilities is undoubtedly an abyss for you, but it is what you think of as the abyss that gives Lisa the happiness she can feel. Do you think I'm right? My dear people. ”

The corners of Luo's mouth twitched slightly, but he didn't say anything.

"Almost everyone in Alik knows that Lisa makes good coffee, and if she is willing to open a coffee shop, business should be good."

The chief took a sip of the coffee in front of him and put it back on the table again.

Lisa wasn't bothered by whether the coffee shop's business would be satisfactory because she had no intention of opening such a shop. In fact, many times, confusion does not come from not knowing how to choose, but whether it is necessary to make a choice by yourself. ”

The chief looked at his people, and the smile on his face never faded.

"She's grown up and no longer the baby girl you're tethering behind your back, so why are you still reluctant to give her back the right to choose? The endless abyss in your eyes may also be the path to the light for her. ”

Luo was silent, he felt that the chief was right, he should not make a choice for Yi, but let Yi make his own choice.

"She will definitely follow the choice you make for her, which is her dependence on you, but it does not mean that she is willing to accept your choice. Like the bracelet you gave her, she seems to value the fact that you gave it to her more than its terrifying killing power, doesn't it? ”

Lowe was pondering, but the chief didn't bother him, still slowly sipping the coffee in his cup.

He is used to being the master of Yiyi, but he ignores that she has grown up and has already had her own judgment standards, and Luo seems to be a little derelict in the role of "father".

He decided to change things up a bit, at least to become a little more "democratic".

Lo finally brought Yi to the door of Alik's base, exposing Yi's vision of the black-and-white battle that was still going on and going to continue in the wilderness.

Yi is no stranger to the wilderness, and she also comes from this wilderness full of killing and wailing, but she is not from the wilderness mob.

She didn't know where Luo had picked her up, and Luo had never mentioned it to her.

Dead silence, blood, grayness, barrenness, and the ubiquitous, death-filled radiant daylight.

This is the wilderness in Yi's eyes, and it is also the wilderness she has been in since she was a child, although under Luo's care, she was almost never directly exposed to the sun.

She thought of the novel she had read, and of the other wilderness that she had faintly sketched in that novel that she longed for and longed for.

The land of the novel should not be described by the rough and oppressive word "wilderness".

In the warm sunshine, there were no more rays of death, and the barren sand grew delicate green grass, and clusters of fragrant wildflowers dipped in dewdrops bloomed.

The sky should be blue, the wind should be gentle, the horned antelope that looms on the earth should be lively and lovely, and the people on the earth should be friendly and loving to each other.

Yi's lips moved, and she wanted to tell Lo what the wilderness of her dreams should look like. But she finally smiled at Luo, still as bright and silent as ever.

Perhaps he prefers this kind of rough wilderness, because it is from this realistic and cold wilderness that he picks himself up, ties it behind his back, and grows up with him.

This wilderness has his and hers dependence, his clumsy but meticulous care, and the footprints he has drawn with a drop of red blood, and that is enough.

Where there is Luo, even hell is better than heaven.

The reason why these killers and slain people are here in the wilderness has been briefly explained by Luo to Yi, and he is sure that Yi understands what he is trying to say.

At some point, Yi seems to be a little smarter than Lo.

Yi understood the original purpose of bringing Luo here, and he wanted to let himself decide the path he wanted to take in the future.

Yi only glanced at the torrent of black and white, knives and spears, and made his decision.

"Black. If you like black, I like black. ”

She pointed to the black-armoured soldiers of the Marquis of Begu, wielding swarthy spears, without even glancing at the silver-clad Cardivan soldiers.

In this way, because Luo likes the dark, those Cardivan family soldiers in silver armor were directly ignored.

The question that had plagued Luo for a long time, and decided to make a choice based on life and death, was determined by her according to the color of the costume.

She didn't seem to worry about her fate. The only thing she cares about is that Luo likes it, and she likes it.

Lo is not the only one who is worried about his future fate, but also the gardener in Twilight who is old enough.

The sleeping black ocean has not yet woken up, just like the twilight city surrounded by darkness at this time.

The majestic castle still stands quietly in the sleeping black waters, and the castle is silent, and the high gray walls are covered with black vines, and the vines are dotted with white roses.

There is also a large sea of scarlet flowers filled with rich fragrance in the flower beds inside the wall.

The old gardener was hunched down in the luxurious and quiet corridor deep in the castle, and the bright moonlight poured in through the small window at the end of the corridor, stretching his not tall back and covering the floor of the corridor behind him.

He finally reached the end of the corridor, approaching the small window bathed in moonlight. His expression was reverent and terrified, and he felt as if he was at the end of this world, where time and space seemed to have stopped.

As the faithful servant of the Mistress, the dear brother of the Mistress, the Marquis of Begu, who was dragging the whole family into the quagmire of hell, felt compelled to reveal what he had seen and predicted to the sleeping Mistress, and even to awaken the Mistress.

He trembled and stretched out his hands that made the moonlight scream to avoid it, and gently pushed open the small window in front of him.

He saw the bird, the blue-backed red-breasted red-breasted bird that chirped like a flute, the robin that symbolized the supreme authority of the Patriarch of the Begu family, Her Excellency Amandina Begu.