Maffeo climbed out of bed and sat down on the only bench in the room, nay, the only backrest bench in the entire warehouse—the most comfortable thing in the warehouse. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info he looks like he's napping, but that's not it. His feet kept moving, kicking the dust back and forth on the ground. He didn't look up at Freya because he didn't know what to say.

She still hasn't changed much, whether it was two years ago or now. The same unpredictable thoughts, the same sudden upset will be unhappy. The familiarity made Maffeo suddenly want to laugh, and the only difference he thought was that Freya hadn't tied her beautiful pale blonde hair in a bun.

"Maffeo. She said suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Maffeo looked up, trying to look as normal as he could - his expression was bitter when he lowered his head just now, because at that moment he remembered everything that had happened in front of Lotus. That's right, he remembers very well what happened after his rampage, and he doesn't know why it happened.

"Sometimes - damn it, what am I talking about. For two years, I had the same hallucination, and I thought that you would keep this thing on your mind, or that there would be some other reason for you to have to take it to heart. No, I didn't expect any misfortune to happen to you, but I did consider that your state was not so safe. Everyone who knows you will say that death is behind you, Maffeo of Villele, and you never look back, and Marcos says that you are deliberately avoiding it. Freya said this with a flat expression, her eyes never taking off Maffeo's face.

"What are you talking about?" Maffeo's smile was mixed with confusion.

Freya sighed and lowered her head slowly. "You know what? This time you're not as scared of unknown demons as you were before. ”

Maffeo's smile froze, as if he were in an ice cave in the snowy region of Ston. "That's what you're referring to?" he raised his right hand and pointed to his heart with his index finger outstretched.

"Yes, I'm happy, but I'm also worried. Freya nodded.

"It's a good thing to be happy, but why should you worry?" said Maffeo with a smile back on his face.

You know the answer yourself. Freya didn't mean to laugh, she looked at Maffeo with a slightly reproachful look.

Maffeo turned his head away and looked at the shutters on one wall, as if counting the number of rays of light coming through them. "As you can see, I'm not depressed, I've had enough of the feeling of being depressed, and that's really hard for me. I may not be able to change my fate, but I think what I should do is to pass every test that fate puts at me. So at this point, you don't have to worry about me. ”

"Have you thought that for a long time?" Freya's mouth curled as she seemed pleased to hear Maffeo say this.

"Honestly, I learned how to deal with an unchangeable fate on my own travels. I used to be frustrated, I might have screamed in a panic. But now, I know that the only way to avoid falling into the hell of blood is to try to pass every test that fate throws at me. In fact, this is true for everyone. ”

"Now, I think you've got something I can look at. Freya's full smile showed.

"I've always wanted you to look at me. Maffeo smirked.

Marcos, who was leaning against the door of the room and listening to the conversation between the two of them, suddenly moved, smiled happily, and quickly left the place. He never thought that it would be Maffeo who inspired him in such a time of confusion, and he thought that maybe he really couldn't underestimate this guy now. He really learns a lot in his travels alone, and people always have to go through something to really grow.

Finn had returned with Schultz, and he had left the warehouse with Schultz when he went to buy food for Maffeo. At first, Marcos thought he was just going to the street to buy something. But when the two returned, he found that Finn had an extra backpack on his back—a must-have for any traveler who was on the road all year round.

Schultz didn't notice too many details, holding a bag of rye bread and a string of sausages in his hands, which he knew were Maffeo's favorite food. During his two years of traveling, there were times when he and Walter would "fight" with Maffeo over a piece of bread. Looking back now, he felt ridiculous and at the same time a little nostalgic. The months of confrontation with the apostle made him feel like decades had passed, he had never experienced such a big adventure, and it was indeed for him.

In a few moments, he slipped through the door of the warehouse into Maffeo's room, as agile as an elf, leaving Finn alone in the doorway. Marcos walked up, expecting Finn to stay a little longer. "Are you leaving?"

"Yes, it's not just because Maffeo has woken up, I have to go to Rustru to get a commission. After that, I'll go to the Rustru Mountains to see, like the ones Lyman did. ”

"You've dragged a completed commission until now?" said Marcos with a chuckle.

"I'm careless enough in this regard, look at this. Finn removed the backpack from his shoulder and pulled out a bloodstained, foul-smelling monster's head.

Marcos reflexively covered his nostrils and looked at the "object". "God, what kind of head is this? ”

With an apologetic smile, Finn put the disgusting thing back in his pocket. Marcos wondered if there was anything else left in his backpack, or everything that belonged to him would be tainted with the stench of the disgusting creature's head. "It's a very fat guy with sharp serrations in both hands. Almost every pore on the yellow body smells like it, you know? I've never seen such a disgusting monster. ”

"From which guy did you get the commission to hunt down such a monster you've never seen before?"

"A traveler from Huttonmar, what to say, he looks like a fellow from the Order of the Priesthood. Finn shrugged.

"Huttonmar?"

"I don't know the details, but one thing worth noting is that my ghost hand has intermittently resonated with that monster when confronting it. I don't know what this is all about, and the cleric doesn't want to give too much information, he just told me to get paid by the local commissioner after I dealt with the monster. ”

"An unexpected commission, isn't it? Marcos held out his right hand.

Finn laughed and reached out to shake it up. Two seconds later, the two of them went from reaching out to hugging. "You too. ”