Chapter 8: The Rain of the Dragon King (3)

【Wind of Turmoil (1)】

{Rebecca Bess Observation Notes}

I've known the name Harden Tesla for a long time.

Harden Tesla, 15 years old, of Owl blood, is a dark magic genius, a copper envoy, and a contractor of the Superbreed Synth No. 2, who has attracted attention for his destructive power and rebellious behavior.

But the reason why the Heavenly Punisher paid attention to him was probably more because he was Mr. He's adopted son.

This kid is sitting in front of me now, and with so many rumors and titles, he is nothing more than a beautiful and petite teenager.

He had just lost his eyesight, and his red eyes were dull, which made him look rather irritable. But he still tried to suppress his anger and unhappiness, and tried his best to appear sensible and calm. He is very strong, so he does not want to appear weak and helpless, nor does he want to cause any trouble to others.

"There's no need to pity me, I'm fine, I'll calm down and study the theory before I recover, and the progress won't be delayed. His tone was tough, and he really couldn't hear any wavering.

I glanced at Mr. He next to me, and Mr. He's expression looked worried, but he just kept looking at the child in silence.

"Harden, you're going to live in my house until you recoverβ€”"

"Don't," the first words of the loving adoptive father were ruthlessly interrupted by the child, even if he couldn't see it, Harden tilted his head in his direction and sneered contemptuously, "I hate to trouble people the most, not to mention that you always have to take pains to hide some things, so don't hurt you to that heart." ”

Mr. He frowned in distress: "I don't mean to hide anything, we will tell you what I should know......"

"Understand, just keep busy with you, I can take care of myself," Harden replied coldly, his tone was very impatient, "The nursing home doesn't need to send someone to take care of me, I can do it." ”

is different from imagination, even the gentle Mr. He seems to be unable to handle the relationship between father and son.

Harden hesitated before lying back, then reached for the glass on the table with determination.

I see, from the very beginning, I thought he was distracted by something, but he was actually silently paying attention to the position of the water glass to prove that he was okay.

Seeing his movements, Mr. He quietly turned the handle of the water cup in his direction. When his hand touched the handle, he held it firmly and with confidence, quickly grabbed the cup and took two sips, and then put the cup back with a provocative look of "look, I can".

Mr. He showed a gentle and bitter smile, and then said flatly: "I know." Can I ask you something?"

"Say it. Harden immediately responded that a kid as strong as him could not be pitied the most, and it was easier for him to cheer him up.

"I want you to teach Abel and Komatsu how to fight. Komatsu doesn't have enough theoretical knowledge, and Abel relies too much on theory, so I think you can tell them about your experience. ”

"To put it simply, they come to study, and I correct them, right?"

"yes, can it be done?"

"Yes. Nothing else, right? I'm going to rest. Harden lazily responded and lay down.

"Komatsu: They'll come over in the afternoon. Let's go first and have a good rest. ”

"Let's go. Harden waved his hand.

We walked out, but Mr. He stopped outside the window again. I looked in, and Harden was already sitting up, fumbling to get down and walk around.

Seeing the child stumbling into the room, Mr. He showed a slightly sad expression.

The child touched the windowsill, and he leaned on the window to blow the wind in the lush courtyard of the nursing home, but needless to say, the wind before the typhoon was unbearably hot. After a moment, he seemed to sigh deeply.

Then he suddenly turned around and slammed into the bed, rolling over and breathing heavily.

Seeing this, Mr. He let out an inaudible sigh and turned to leave.

I'm worried...... Harden is a proud child, he is used to leading his teammates, he becomes irritable and depressed when he loses his "power", and he is so stubborn that he refuses to persuade anyone.

I don't think I will forget the child's dull, red eyes, which hide such terrible violence and anxiety, and struggled to maintain a fragile "strength" with reason.

Needless to say, Harden Tesla can't be vulnerable, Harden Tesla doesn't worry because he's the most powerful and has to be.

Because of this, it is even more worrying.

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Preview: Here is a group of children with strong fighting power and an immeasurable future, but when bad luck strikes, they are still children after all. A series of events entangled them like a mess, and when the commotion came like a storm, their overly pure eyes were left with only astonishment and fear.

"I'm on the embankment at dusk. Waiting for a restless confession. The fear of the round eyes responded to Qingsheng from the distance. 」

The storm is coming, the storm is leaving, whose malice is hidden in the layers of waves, and whose killing intent is hidden in the sound of music?

Part II: The Wind of Turmoil II.