Chapter 112: The Little Girl's Venting

I have sorted out the good and bad of my own choices again, and determined the most suitable choice for me now, and I am in a better mood!

Looking at the little girl who was still exuding tragic mental fluctuations, I also had a lot of good feelings. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Why don't you comfort her?

It just so happened that she hadn't found the relics of the three children...... Generally speaking, the relics of the deceased are a great consolation to the living.

I walked over to the hand of the "pool" that I sensed, kicked away a few pieces of wood, revealing a fairly intact package, and said, "Their relics." ”

The people around me looked at me again.

The little girl Mu Mu walked up to me, looked at my feet, and muttered, "...... this?"

Then the mental fluctuations emitted by this little girl instantly changed for a moment, and then immediately changed back, and the degree of spiritual fluctuations emitted after changing back was even greater.

"No...... Woowoo...... No...... Mkan, Wape...... I don't want it anymore...... I don't want that......" cried the little girl as she exuded more grief than before.

Oh, it's not good, it seems that the package that these three children went back to the wooden house to get was specially prepared for the little girl...... It's a bit of a kind of thing that quietly prepares birthday gifts and surprises others.

In other words, the three children, just to go back and get them, specially prepared the little girl's things, and then they were stoned to death by the wooden house...... Now the little girl's suffering is even greater.

It is estimated that the mental fluctuation of the tone just now was when I remembered the three children and quietly prepared gifts for her, which I didn't see before that it was an obvious detail...... I remembered the days when they were happy.

And then it's like a spring, and as soon as you pull it back, it bounces farther...... The mental fluctuations of joy only lasted for a moment, and then immediately rebounded back to the present mental fluctuations of grief.

"It's all you, it's all you......" The little girl somehow changed her tone and stared in my direction with her watery eyes as she spoke...... In other words, her eyes are full of water, and she can't see anything clearly, right?

I turned my head and looked left and right, and saw that she wasn't staring in my direction, but as if she was staring at me.

As I looked at her a little strangely, she shouted again, "I'm going to ...... I'm going to kill you!"

As she spoke, the little girl picked up the short sword next to her and rushed towards me.

I frowned and began to read her mind with a mind-reading technique...... She said she was going to kill me, and she rushed at me with a weapon, so I didn't have to care about her privacy for the time being.

Reading her thoughts at this time...... She really blamed me and wanted to kill me.

She blamed me for two reasons.

First, she subconsciously thought that the three children were still alive when they were smashed, and I wasted their rescue time...... That said, it's completely none of my business. Looking at the scene of the accident, you can know that when the load-bearing pillar fell down, they were already in a puddle. Of course, it is normal for little girls to have unclear ideas now.

The second is that she thinks that when the owner of the double drag bar kidnapped her, it was my indifferent attitude that triggered the subsequent battle, which eventually led to the collapse of the wooden house.

Sensing the second reason why she blamed me, I felt even more irrelevant...... I have always thought that any relationship that is indirectly connected to me has nothing to do with me.

It's like the collapse of the wooden house, and the little girl thinks it's my previous attitude of not caring ...... Anyway, let's not say why I care, she was kidnapped.

To put it simply, the collapse of the wooden house is indirectly related.

It can be that the waitress who complained about letting the bar owner in, which led to the kidnapping of the little girl, and a series of subsequent events happened.

It can also be that the rookie wandering knight took the initiative to take advantage of the narrow and favorable terrain of the wooden house to fight with the other party, which caused the wooden house to be damaged by the battle, resulting in the collapse.

To put the indirect relationship a little further, we came to live in the wooden house because the little girl first stole the money bag of the rookie wandering knight and so on.

Therefore, when it comes to indirect relationships, anyone and anything can be involved...... So I've always believed that the relationships that are indirectly connected to me are none of my business.

Of course, after I changed my perspective and read the little girl's mind deeply, I also understood why she blamed me.

Her "wrap-up" friends were stoned to death in the wooden house because she went to get the "surprise" gifts prepared for her, and she was full of self-blame and guilt.

And this extreme regret and guilt is driving her crazy, and she needs to have an outlet to vent.

And I, who obviously made her unhappy and stood alone in the whole group of rookie wandering knights, was naturally a "soft persimmon that was easy to pinch"...... In other words, she looked at me unpleasantly, as if she felt that I didn't care about the death of the three children.

Then she began to subconsciously find reasons to blame me under this kind of venting emotion...... For example, if you have a clear mind, you will find that I didn't delay the rescue time, so she naturally won't think about it seriously. Like, blame me for directly triggering the fight and so on.

But understanding is understanding, for any reason, as long as I attack her, I can kill her.

So, I looked at her rushing figure, took out a handful of kunai from the sleeve with my right hand, and said casually, "Are you going to kill me?"

"Stop!

When the little girl rushed three meters in front of me, the rookie wandering knight rushed out, stopped the little girl's charge, and pulled her behind her.

"Yo, you're going to stop me, and again, you're ready to die?" I said with a slight tease as I looked at the rookie wandering knight standing in front of me.

The way it looks now is similar to the way I confronted me three months ago when the rookie Wandering Knight Knight's money bag was stolen...... The location has changed, but the people have not.

It's just that last time, it was because of the rookie wandering knight's childish way of accumulating prestige, and this time, it was because I wanted to kill someone who wanted to kill me.

"Oliver, don't!" the rookie wandering knight seemed to see my killing intent, and stood up with his sword and said directly.

"I said it, you have to stop me, get ready to die!"

It's a bit odd.

After I said this, the rookie wandering knight breathed a sigh of relief visibly with the naked eye, and the tense muscles that stood up when the sword was stationed also relaxed to a certain extent.

When the man in the mask hood stopped the Tucao hostess from stepping forward just now, the tense muscles were also relieved at the same time...... Of course, even if his muscles are not in combat mode, it prevents the complaining hostess from stepping forward.

I, holding kunai in my right hand.

The rookie wandering knight stood with a sword in his left hand and the little girl behind him with his right hand.

We just confronted each other, one second, two seconds...... Ten seconds......

A minute later, we were still facing each other.

Now, I think the atmosphere is a little weird...... There is no bit of a murderous atmosphere, and it seems to be a little embarrassing.

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