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Standing on the Holy Mountain, the buildings of the Holy See of Light are magnificent and tall, and the pillars like white jade stand tall, connecting the blue sky.

In a small courtyard somewhere behind the main hall.

A blonde boy holds a large shield and makes various basic movements against the humanoid wooden pillar in front of him.

The dazzling sun hung high in the sky, sweat dripping like beans, crystal clear, containing his efforts and furious.

Syllable!

The stout wooden pillar broke and fell to the ground, and the slightly dented piece of masonry sank a little bit again.

Aragorn had forgotten that this was the first wooden pillar he had broken, and since the Death Sanctuary Lair had rioted, he had been brought to the main hall and subjected to hellish training for the weight of his shoulders.

"Aragorn, take a break. ”

At the corner of the corridor, Joe's figure emerged, he rubbed his head, and looked at the boy in a complicated way.

"Uncle Joe. Aragorn raised his little head and smiled, "I'm not strong enough, how can I be lazy?"

Joe sighed, lazy? Spending every day in training, is this still lazy?

"Aragorn, everyone's physique is different, but they all have their own limits, once you exceed this limit, your flesh will be irreversibly damaged, not to mention strong, and you won't even have the capital to survive. ”

"Yes, yes?" Aragorn's heart moved, a little hesitant.

Joe walked up to the boy, half-knelt down, and stroked his head.

"Aragorn, Giaco and Albert entrusted you to me, and I have to take good care of you!

"Well, I see, then I'll rest for a while. Aragorn nodded.

Qiao took a deep breath, "Aragorn, you should also be like those children, go to play more after cultivation, after all, you are all the same age." ”

This also worries Joe, since coming to the parish, Aragon has become reticent, always immersed in his own world, and does not play with his peers who live in the parishion. In the long run, there will be problems with his personality and heart.

"I don't have that time. Aragorn did as Joe had thought, and finally refused.

"Alright then!" Joe got up, and an idea appeared in his head, and this thought changed the fate of several people, and even their lives.

・・・

Ashram for the Prayers.

The faint candle flame brought dead smoke and dust, and a statue of the god of light stood in front of the huge glass window, which seemed so quiet.

In front of the statue, a petite figure stood.

She wore a hooded white robe, revealing a face as delicate as a porcelain doll, and her bright golden eyes contained a certain holiness.

The little white hands stretched out from under the robe were folded, and they prayed silently with their heads bowed.

"Jessica. The door to the quiet room was pushed open, and Joe walked slowly into the middle of the room.

The girl turned around and smiled beautifully at Joe. At this moment, it is like a hundred flowers blooming, and winter goes to spring.

"Uncle Joe!"

Qiao sighed in his heart, worthy of being the saint of the church, but he didn't know that he would be married by that lucky boy when he grew up in the future.

Looking at the girl with lotus steps moving lightly, Joe's mood was like a father. She was watched by these people, like a little princess.

"Is there something going on?Uncle Joe?don't you have to bring the Shining Knights with you today?" Jessica wondered, Uncle Joe was usually very busy.

"What? Uncle Joe has to come to you for something?" said Joe, pretending to be angry.

"How so!" Jessica said coquettishly.

"Haha, Jessica, there's really something I need to ask you for today. ”

"Uncle Joe!" Jessica said in a flushed voice, widening her eyes and puffing out a small face.

Joe patted his head helplessly, and hurriedly comforted, "I'm sorry, Jessica, uncle was joking with you just now." ”

"Well, forgive me. Jessica pursed her lips, her pink lips showing.

"Uncle Qiao, this is the first time you've asked me, what is the matter?"

Joe's expression darkened suddenly, and then he first told him about the Titan tribe.

"Titan Tribe..." Jessica, as the Holy Maiden of the Holy See of Light, naturally heard about this major event that happened in Ello, and the heroic Titan tribe has become the hero of all races, and their heroic souls bless Ello.

"The burden on this wretched child of Aragorn is too heavy, Jessica, and I wish you could make friends with him and enlighten him a little more. ”

"Uncle Joe, can I?"

"Why not, you know, our Jessica Zaihonpar is a little angel that everyone loves, and who doesn't like it?" quipped.

"Uncle Joe!" Jessica blushed.

But Joe's words are really right, although this group of children of the same age is not very old, they are all very mature. Jessica, who has been carved in pink, has already given a glimpse of the future and has left a shadow in the hearts of almost all boys.

"Then please!"

"Okay. ”

・・・

Familiar yards, familiar scenes, Aragorn once again devoted himself to training, this monotonous life is enough to make people crazy, but this boy has been holding on for more than half a year.

Smack!

The sound of clear footsteps reached Aragorn's ears, and he frowned.

This campus belongs to him, and usually except for the knight who delivers food, only Joe will come to take a look. But the sound of their footsteps Aragorn remembered very clearly, and it was thick and solemn. But the footsteps at this time were crisp and slow, delicate and delicate.

"Who?"

Aragorn turned abruptly, and the cold face really startled the man behind him.

Syllable!

Time stood still, and only the wind whispered in my ears.

Aragorn looked at the beautiful face in front of him suspiciously.

On the other side, Jessica was looking at the object in front of her who Uncle Jo had asked her to enlighten.

His face is stinky, as if someone else owes him money, and his eyes are so indifferent, what a bad guy!

Thinking of this, Jessica became shy, how could she evaluate a person like that?

"Who are you? Is there something wrong?" said Aragorn lightly, no matter how beautiful it is, in his heart, he has his own faith, and this road full of thorns is destined to cost him a lot.

"My name is Jessica Lucy, hello. Jessica replied, feeling frustrated for the first time. In the past, she was like a star-studded existence, and who was so indifferent to her like Aragorn was not a gentleman at all.

"Why are you here?" asked Aragorn taking a step forward.

"You, you, you..." Jessica was still a little girl after all, and Aragorn's terrifying momentum was like a question, which made her panic all of a sudden, and tears rolled in her eyes.

"You... don't cry. Aragorn's indifferent disguise was shattered in an instant, and he didn't know how to comfort the girl in front of him.

"Hey, this kid is too bold, isn't he? I'm not afraid that the stinky boys in the main hall will beat him!"

"Commander, I think you're losing your identity by doing this. The knight, who was also lying on his stomach, said helplessly.

"Fuck off!" Joe glared at him. "What do you know? I'm doing the right thing for the good of Aragorn, what are you afraid of?"

The knight on the side jumped off the wall and muttered, "It's a shame that a knight who has been canonized in the main hall should climb the wall to peek. ”

"Don't think I didn't hear it, be careful that I hit you!"

"Don't, don't!"

・・・

"I didn't want to cry!" Jessica snorted, puffing up her bun face.

"You're all in tears, haven't you cried yet?" Aragorn couldn't help but feel funny, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to wipe his tears, and the smoothness of his hand was like touching a good satin.

Jessica froze in place, for the first time, a boy dared to touch his face so frivolously.

Swish!

Two flashes of red rose, and Jessica's heart beat uncontrollably.

"This damn bastard! How can you touch someone's face casually! I'm a girl!"

It wasn't until a moment later that Aragorn realized that his action was inappropriate, and he retracted his hand with a whoosh, and said, "I'm sorry, I just wanted to, I just wanted to give you, you, wipe your tears." ”

Looking at Aragorn's stammering little appearance, Jessica sneered and laughed out loud.

Aragorn rubbed his head awkwardly, cramped and unsure of what to do.

"Well, you haven't told me your name yet!" Jessica covered her mouth slightly, her eyes narrowing into two crescents.

"My name is Aragorn Titan!" Aragorn puffed out his chest as soon as he said his name, revealing a resolute look, as if it were the most solemn of etiquette.

"A-La-Gon!" Jessica said the name.

"Well, we'll be friends from today onwards!"

Friend?

What a familiar and yet unfamiliar word.

Aragorn was silent, his mind conjuring up Buhan's chubby cheeks and his desperate eyes before he died.

"What's wrong with you?" Jessica asked cautiously, perhaps sensing that Aragorn's expression was wrong.

"Nothing, just remembering a friend. Aragorn let out a sigh of sorrow, a dead look that pained Jessica's heart.

"Can you tell me about him?" Jessica had heard about Aragorn from Joe's mouth, and naturally understood what he meant by friend.

"He's a greedy little fat man. Aragorn seemed to remember something, and suddenly laughed.

"When I was in the tribe before, this guy Buhan always liked to go to the kitchen to steal food, but every time he was caught, and then he was beaten up by Uncle Jako, do you think he is stupid?"

Jessica looked at Aragorn, who was talking and laughing, but his eyes were already moist.

Smiling and crying, that's the most painful.

"It's fine. Jessica suddenly grabbed Aragorn's large, rough hand and raised a sweet smile.

"I'm your friend, too. ”

"Thank you. Aragorn muttered, choking.

"Grandpa Sulmus told me that crying out is the best way to vent the stress in your heart. Jessica patted Aragorn on the back, "Cry if you want to, I'll lend you my shoulder." ”

"Woo-"

Aragorn could no longer hold back the surging emotions in his heart, and hugged Jessica's body and began to cry. He was really tired and miserable during this time.

Sure enough, I was right. Joe was quite sad, after all, he was a man, and his emotions were not as delicate as women, oh no, it was a girl who came delicately.

Fragments of light sprinkled in the small courtyard, and on the smooth stone steps sat two children, a man and a woman.

The boy leaned on the girl's arms and cried, and this strange scene revealed more warmth.

And this is also the beginning of a twist and turn・・・・・・