In that person's mouth, the vengeful evil spirit and the professor fought to the death for the legendary blood path key, and the more they fought, the more courageous they became.

In order to deal with the vengeful spirit, the professor invited the flesh butcher, but even the flesh butcher was defeated by the vengeful spirit.

In the end, the former generation of heroes taught chess and died at the hands of vengeful evil spirits.

After killing the Professor, the Sherlock Holmes guy sacrificed the Professor's body to the evil god, turning the entire madhouse into a ghost.

In the end, even the Knights of the Round Table were alarmed. 'Lancelot' and 'Galahad', two Knights of the Round Table, joined forces to lay siege to Sherlock Holmes.

Sherlock Holmes fought back, brazenly playing ancient music from the East, as if it was called some terrible movement such as "Xuanyuan Breaking the Sky", to completely destroy Avalon.

Thankfully, God bless Anglo, the Royal Musician activated the Great Barrier of Avalon, summoned the Pure White Moon, and purified him completely!"

"Hey, I was right there and I could see it clearly!"

The man said with an exaggerated expression: "The vengeful evil spirit saw that something was wrong, so he summoned the power of the evil god to break the queen, and then fled!"

Everyone immediately coaxed and laughed, and some people revealed on the spot that this guy was hiding in a dog hole at that time, and he was so frightened that he was about to pee his pants, and he dared to see the vengeful evil spirit.

In the midst of the laughter, no one noticed that the door was pushed open-

Outside, someone pushed the door in.

The sunlight outside the window illuminated his gray hair, and the steel prosthetic.

He silently walked through the hall and into the corner, looking sorry to his long-waiting friend.

"I'm sorry, I'm late. ”

He sighed: "I haven't been on the street for a long time, and some don't know the way......"

"It doesn't matter. I've just arrived. ”

Across from him, the stout man said.

This excessively burly man seemed to be covered with muscles all over his body, and even his face was a natural brutality and ferocity, which made people dare not approach.

The people around him subconsciously sat away, and they didn't even dare to speak loudly, for fear of angering this guy who didn't look easy to mess with. He was beaten violently.

Seeing Abraham coming, the giant man quickly pinched off his cigarette, got up suddenly, and raised his arm to salute.

It was only when his arm was halfway raised that he reacted, put it down in embarrassment, and sat back down.

There was a sigh of relief around him, and everyone couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat for the old man sitting across from him.

"That guy isn't going to hit someone, is he?"

"The security here is so good, isn't it?" the person next to him whispered, "I look like a gang leader." to collect usury. You see how scared the man across from him. ”

"No, I look at him very respectfully, you see, and he smiled. ”

"Of course you have to laugh when you receive the money! I guess the old man must have lost his money to make up enough money, or else he would have been killed by the fellow on the spot. ”

"That's it, I heard ......"

“......”

As if hearing the whispers around him, the burly man's expression became gloomy, and he clenched his fist, which was larger than a beer glass. The knuckles rattled, and the startled group of onlookers hurriedly withdrew their gaze.

The sounds were cut out by the noise barrier that Abraham had laid down. It becomes blurry and distant.

The corners were silent again.

"Long time no see, Seton. ”

He looked worried: "I haven't been contacted for a long time, is something wrong?"

Seton quickly shook his head.

He sat up straight, with his chest held high, looking like a child listening attentively. When he heard about Abrahamic culture, he pulled a book out of his pocket. Return of both hands:

"Sir, I've finished this book. I'll give it back to you. ”

In his hands was a thin booklet - "Anglo's Fairy Tales".

It can be seen that the reader cherishes it very much, and even the curled edge of the footer is carefully pressed. Intact as new.

"Seton, have you finally learned to spell? That's a good thing. ”

Abra rejoiced, "I'll get you another copy when I go back, don't worry, it won't be too complicated." I've helped you find some books for beginners. You're going to love it."

"Sir, I'm ...... I don't want to read it anymore. ”

"Why?"

Abraham was stunned for a moment, a little dazed: "These are all good stories, you see, there are many stories that are very interesting." ”

"What's the use of reading this kind of deception to children? sir. ”

Seton dodged his gaze and muffled, "Don't force a guy who only kills to read and do such a thing." ”

Abraham looked at him in a daze, and after a long time, he seemed to understand something, and became a little frustrated: "Okay, I see.

This kind of thing, if you can't do it, you don't have to force it. ”

He put the book away, looked up, and saw Seton's gloomy expression.

"The other day, Old Joe died. ”

"I went to his funeral," he said. ”

Abraham's expression darkened, and he nodded slightly: "...... It's a good thing that I've been relieved for so many years. ”

"He was ridiculed until he died, and those people didn't believe what he said, and he was treated as a liar who only dreamed until he died. ”

Seton lowered his head, "Sir, all these years...... Over the years, everyone has had a hard time. ”

"Everybody's working hard. Abraham's eyes darkened: "Compared to being alive, many things are actually not difficult." ”

"Aren't you too, sir. ”

Seton looked at him and said in a hoarse voice: "We live in the cage set up for us by this country every day, and if we demarcate the scope, we are not allowed to take a step.

Every breath of air you breathe has to be checked, every word you spit out has to be sure it's harmless, and even when you go out to buy a razor, you have to apply and register in advance.

What is this? A bunch of prisoners who weren't taken in?"

"Seton ......"

"I know, I shouldn't think like that, I know!"

Seton interrupted him: "At least everyone is still alive, at least we don't have to go to war again, we don't have to go back to the dark world again...... But this kind of life is just living, right?

And to be insulted. Looking down on it, like a wild dog in a cage and being watched?!Why is this happening?

That guy Gaius has defected, and it's a burden to all of us!"

"Seton, that's enough. ”

Abraham raised his voice.

"So far, sir, don't you understand?"

Seton roared angrily, "That shameless old bastard has insulted our loyalty and faith, and he is the one who has brought glory to dust. The culprit who made the dragoons fall apart!

Do you still believe that he can save us? He didn't show up when we were homeless like wild dogs, and he didn't come back when we were imprisoned and executed one by one, and after more than ten years, do we still believe in that traitorous ......?"

Boom!

The table was overturned, and a rough steel palm grabbed Seton's neck, lifted him from his chair, and slammed it against the wall, shaking down a cloud of dust.

Dust fell from the ceiling and into the angry pupil.

"Seton. ”

Abraham's voice was word-for-word. "I said, that's enough. ”

No one expected that the old man would be so terrible after being provoked, and Seton was like a child in front of him, and without even having room to react, he rolled to the ground, choking violently, and almost out of breath.

But he still stubbornly got up, and his eyes were sad.

"Sir. Are you really willing?"

He asked hoarsely, "We have sacrificed so much for this country." How much we have paid and we have been treated like this, we ......

- We're all heroes!"

Abraham was stunned.

After a long time, he sat back in his chair.

"That's all in the past, Seton. ”

He muttered softly, as if to tell himself, "It's all over." ”

"As long as we're alive. It won't pass. ”

Sedon stretched out his hand and pressed his shoulder, his eyes looking longingly, "Sir, the dragoons are not dead.

This cage can't trap us, we can kill it and regain what we lost. It doesn't matter if there is no place in Anglo. Even if you go to the dark world to be a mercenary, you can say a word, sir!

As long as you say a word......"

But Abraham did not respond to him, but raised his hand, took the palm off his shoulder, and asked Seton to sit down again.

He waved his hand to the trembling waiter, and cleaned up the mess, the table was lifted again, and the teacups were replaced with new ones. Everything looks like it was now.

"Seton, we were all soldiers, killing machines that obeyed orders. From birth, he began to learn the cruel things of this world. They taught us how to use daggers, spears, poisons, how to kill people or kill monsters, but no one ever taught us how to live like a normal person. “

He sighed abruptly: "To be honest, even now, I am confused by the world.

I often don't understand the popular jokes, and I can't understand the atmosphere. If someone else's words are more tactful, I will find it complicated and difficult to understand.

Sometimes when you sit in the banquet, you feel that you don't belong here, and when you fall asleep and wake up, you feel that there will be wild beasts coming in outside the door, and you will be afraid if you don't have weapons.

A lot of times, I think I'm going to go back to the battlefield, and that's where it belongs. But then I realized that even if I went back, there was no point.

Aren't we all there for the first half of our lives?

We didn't die there, and we didn't live anywhere...... In the dark world, there is nothing but darkness.

So, sorry, Seton, I'm staying here. “

He whispered, "There's something else I have to do here."

Seton froze.

He saw the sharpness in Abraham's eyes disappear.

The dim light fell on his face and illuminated his wrinkles.

He was back to the old man he was submissive, plain, wooden, slow, harmless, as ordinary as the fallen leaves that could be seen everywhere on the roadside.

When he spoke, he would babble, and his voice would be slow and soft: "You know, Seton, I have a child who likes to cause trouble.

When he was young, he often had nightmares, and when he woke up, he would cry quietly, and he would be scared when I was not with him. I raised him, and he still likes to get in trouble and gets beaten a lot.

Now, I have a very bright student, he is gray-haired, and he has his own plans for the future. Very persistent and very brave. He also likes to get into trouble.

I also have another student, a little girl who likes to skip class to play, innocent and cute, carefree, she will definitely be a beauty when she grows up. But she can also get into trouble a lot.

To be honest, they are very uncomfortable children, and I often feel helpless, but when they call me teacher, I feel very happy. ”

He raised his eyes to look at Sethon and asked softly, "What are they going to do if I'm gone......?"

"But ......"

Seton looked at him in a daze, and said incoherently: "But ......"

Abraham shook his head and said no more.

And so, there was a long silence.

Until the street outside the door, the chiming clock rings in the extreme distance, echoing through the city. At some point, the sun had already crossed the sky and set towards the end of the sea.

Sunset-

"I haven't seen each other for a long time, and when we meet, it's so unpleasant, I guess I still can't speak. ”

Abraham said, "I'm sorry, it's time for me to go, it's time for class." ”

At the mention of class, he couldn't help but laugh softly, his smile was full of happiness, as if he had finally found a home.

Looking at that smile, Setton fell silent, and said nothing more.

Abraham got up, gave Seton one last look, and turned to leave. But for some reason, after taking two steps, he stopped.

"Seton, be a man and look forward, don't stay in the past. ”

He said goodbye softly, but he didn't dare to look back: "'Dragoon'...... It's already something that has been eliminated by the times. ”

The door closed.

There was silence.

Setton stared blankly in the direction he had left, at the closed door, as if he wanted to wait for him to return. But until a long time later, the figure never turned back.

It's like it's gone forever.

For a long time, a long time, he finally understood something, and lowered his head weakly, his shoulders trembling.

In the café, everyone looked back in astonishment and saw a lonely figure in the corner—the burly monster-like man, crying?

Crying like a child.

Monsters can cry too.

When it finds itself with no place to be. (To be continued......)