"If it's me, whatever these humans want, just tell me the truth before they beat me up." "Biscuit" made a decision at the first sight of old Busenrao. As for the language, the "cookies" are not worried at all, the human named Kurban knows that he does not know the human language, and this is not a problem of the "cookies".

"Look at the leader of the self-proclaimed rebel ranks. A stubborn, poor old Busen man, like his poor Busen companions, was defenseless. Kurban stared at the dying old man Busen, and said in a strange manner.

"Biscuit" didn't know if Kurban's sentence was for himself, or for the old Busen man in front of him. Either way, Kurban's tone struck him as harsh. But neither this dying fellow nor himself has the ability to resist this powerful human being.

As Biscuit observed the old and emaciated Busen man, the elder Busenrao's eyes suddenly opened, and he threw himself at Biscuit with unmistakable accuracy.

Its gaze was sharp, as if it could kill its enemies.

"Biscuit" was startled and hurriedly took two steps back.

"Hehe, this old guy still likes to scare some young people who have never seen the world with his eyes as usual. But don't you try to scare my staff officer, he's not an ordinary young man. Kurban said with a sinister smile.

"Biscuit" realizes that Kurban is praising it, and for the first time in front of a Busen Rao. Although Kurban has always been enthusiastic about it, "Biscuit" can always sense that Kurban is humiliating himself, intentionally or unconsciously. Just like my former companions. So when it first heard Kurban praise himself to a companion, "Biscuit" immediately puffed up his chest and looked at the old Busen man with a smug expression - look, I have been courteous to these humans, and you are tied here by them. It's clear who wins and who loses.

"Get out, Kurban." A hollow and dry sound suddenly sounded, like the sound of wooden blocks colliding. It's even more eerie in the gloomy cave.

"Biscuit" looked around in panic, but saw no one else.

"Who do you think you are? The turtles in the urn and the fish in the net dare to negotiate terms with me. It wasn't until Kurban shouted taunts at the old Busen that the "cookie" realized that it was the voice of the old Busen.

"Let me talk to this guy. Don't worry, I'm like this, even if you let me go, I won't be able to escape. "Old Busson is humane.

Kurban's eyes rolled, and he was clearly not very comfortable leaving the "cookie" here alone.

"If you don't agree, I'm not good." Old Busson closed his dry and white eyelids. It looks like it's never going to open again.

Kurban knew what was wrong with this old busen, so he had to compromise; "Well, I'll be gone for a quarter of an hour, and you two will talk as much as you can. However, I would also like to say a word about cookies. Kurban turned to Biscuit and said, "No matter how much this old fellow is trying to sow discord between our alliance, you should know my sincerity and my means. As for the answer I wanted, the old guy knew it. If it tells you anything, remember to share it with your allies. Kurban didn't wait for the "biscuit" to say anything, and then shook his head and left.

"Young man." After Kurban left, Old Man Busen spoke again. "If I'm not mistaken, you must have grown up in some ethnic group in the northern part of the Sharp-Beaked Swamp."

The "cookie" was slightly surprised, because the old man guessed its origin at once.

"Don't be surprised, for I've lived in the Sharp-Beaked Swamp for a while, and I'm old friends with many of the Busson people there." The old man's voice relaxed, and he began to ask questions in the Busen people's own language, and for the first time, it sounded with the mellow feeling that was characteristic of the Busen people.

Old Busen paused for a moment, gathered some strength, and then said again: "The first time I saw you, I felt very kind, because you are my people, and you are also from the place where I once lived. Perhaps, this is the so-called Tongqi Lianzhi. ”

"Together?" "Cookie" mockingly repeats the last word.

Old Busen blinked his eyes suspiciously, and then said, "Is there something wrong?" You can speak freely, old fellow, I don't have much time left, and I'm glad to be able to chat with a junior. Don't dislike the old guy's nagging. ”

The old Busson people were very frightened, and they looked miserable. "Biscuit" wanted to loudly mock the old man's almost words, but when the words came to his mouth, they only became a sentence; "Forget it, I don't want to talk about the past, anyway...... Those guys all paid the price, and no one escaped. ”

"The price?" Old Busson asked.

"Yes, my companions who have humiliated me and tormented me, they are all dead, and they are all dead. I was the only one left in the camp at Noda, and I was left with a ......gloating smile on my face as a "cookie".

Old Busen took a breath: "Your companions are all dead, and you are the only one who escaped?" Did the army of the royal city of Gaia do it? ”

'Cookies' are a fraction of a point.

"It's getting crazier!" Old Busson shouted.

"Yes, especially those new human warriors...... Wait, what am I doing with so much nagging with a dying old man? You can't help me with anything. "Cookies" are unceremoniously authentic.

"Not necessarily." Old Busson is humane. "Even if I die soon, the strength of my subordinates is not to be reckoned with. If you've ever heard the name 'Keith', you know I'm right. ’

Keith ...... It's a familiar name, as if I've heard of someone. The ears of the "cookie" shook slowly, and it seemed to go back to the time, the time when it was still babbling. Some people don't mention the name "Keys" in their mouths, but then no one mentions it again.

"When your name is frequently mentioned, I'm too old to know much about you. But I know, you're an amazing big guy. It's just that...... I didn't expect to meet you here. "Cookies" were halfway through, and his eyes suddenly widened and said; Have you ...... all these years?"

"Certainly not hiding here like a turtle, son." Old Busen hurriedly denied. "I've been planning a big thing all these years. It's a pity that not long ago he fell into the hands of these human beings."

"But what do you want to tell me, I'm not much better off than you. This guy named Kurban could kill me at any moment. "Cookies" said.

"Well, if you want to gain your trust, you have to strip yourself clean, of course the old guy understands these truths." Keith paused for a moment before he said slowly, "A long time ago, maybe when you were a child, I came out to wander. I'm tired of the struggle between my companions and the humans in the royal city of Gaia, and I want to find a way to stop them. So, I gathered some like-minded companions and began to persuade the radicals in my clan. It just so happens that I know a little human language, and I try to make humans understand that our people don't want to be with them..."

"Biscuit" shook his ears with some interest, but it didn't stop Old Busson from nagging.

"It's a pity that the human race is still pressing on step by step, that is, we Busen people are forced out step by step from the plain area, and we will not stop pushing into the swamp...... Later, the bullied Busen people decided to fight back against the humans. ”

"If I had to choose, I would fight back like everyone else." "Cookies" mocked. Perhaps the current "biscuit" is much better off than the dying old Bussen, and it naturally always wants to dominate the old Bussen in terms of language.

"We didn't make the wrong choice, man." Keith continued, in an outsider-like tone. "We are all here to survive for our people. This is the minimum morality of being a Busen person. ”

"Biscuit" was a little ashamed, but it didn't want to show its timidity, and tried its best to look directly into the drooping eyes of the old Busen, and asked, "Then did your morality work?" ”

"No Sakura," Keith shook his head, a little dejected. "But it's not me. And I soon found out that it wasn't in humans either. ”

"Whose body is that, it can't be some kind of demon or monster, right?" "Cookies" said. It was amazed that it had gradually become interested in the old man's broad and empty topics.

"Very well, young man!" Old Man Busen's eyes snapped open, and there was a bright glow in them. "Yours are exactly right. And I didn't expect you to be a little better than my stupidity at the time. My companions and I suffered a lot and lost a lot of lives before we gradually figured out the terrible truth, which is ......"

Keith's voice grew lower and lower, as if he was afraid of being overheard.

"Biscuit" couldn't hear clearly, so he had to move forward and stick his ears out.

"Our world is controlled by a terrible demon."

"Giggle......" Biscuit laughed, and scolded a little angrily: "You old fellow, neurotic old fellow, have you been beaten and confused by those humans outside, and I am nervous, but I have listened to your nonsense with a lot of effort......"

"No, son, give me a good listen, I've never spoken to a junior so politely." The old man suddenly became angry and became manic.

"Well, old fellow. I'd like to see what amazing secrets you can come up with. "Biscuits" are not to be outdone.

"Hmph." Keith snorted coldly at first, and seeing that "Biscuit" looked indifferent, he had to continue: "Well, believe it or not, as long as you are willing to continue listening, there is always one, and you will understand everything about me." ”