readx;? Hearing Karan's words, Ian was a little excited. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info because what he said showed that he used to know his parents very well, and in the eyes of many, many people, Ilyin and Shirley were just two symbols. An alchemist, a dancer, and beyond that, nothing.

But they are obviously not like this, they were so vivid when they were alive, how can they become a profession when they die? Maybe no one wants their loved ones to be forgotten after death, that feeling is very bad, very lonely, as if the dead are only living in their own hearts.

But when the other person is like this, this loneliness turns into joy.

It's a very strange way of thinking, and I can't find a reason.

Ian wanted to hear more about his parents, but Karan didn't mean to speak again. The dinner party fell silent like this, except for Ian, who stared at Karan with blank eyes, the other three people stared at the food in front of them, waving their knives and forks in silence, making a crisp sound.

The silence lasted until the end of the dinner. The four of them put down the dishes, and the servants stepped forward to clean up in silence. Karan wiped her hands and her sauce-stained white beard with a white handkerchief, then looked at Dennis and Nicole and said, "It's a nice thing to have a little dessert after dinner, would you like to try it?"

Nicole glanced at Dennis a little dazedly, and Dennis got up slowly: "Indeed, thank you for your hospitality." ”

After saying that, Dennis gave Nicole a look, and although Nicole was still a little confused, she also learned from Dennis to get up and say the same thing to Karan. The two then departed, led by the servant, and Ian was about to leave, but Karan stopped him.

"Can't you see that I'm going to say a few words to you alone?" Karan smiled, "Or do you think desserts are more attractive than a bad old man like me?"

So Ian sat down again, and honestly, the bad old man himself was naturally not as attractive as desserts. But Ian wanted to know so much more from him, about his parents, about Liuyun, and about the Messiah.

Because he is both a friend of Illin and Shirley, the supreme head of the hall, and the grandfather of the Messiah. These three identities are piled up on the same person, so Ian doesn't know what attitude to use to face him. The son of an old friend, the supreme glory, or a man who likes your granddaughter?

Ian had a headache.

But Karan's next sentence made him relax a lot: "It's not more than restrained, you have to learn this from your father, he is like he is in his own home everywhere." ”

"You know him well?"

"Maybe you know better than you do. Karan got up slowly, "Let's go, kid, I'll show you something." ”

At the moment when Karan called Ian's child, Ian felt a faint touch somewhere in his heart. How long has it been? How long has it been since no one had called him a child? For a moment, the once familiar and now terrifyingly unfamiliar title made Ian's eyes a little sour.

Brace some brothers!

Ian thought to himself: You're already an adult.

Karan led Ian to the second floor, and Ian followed Karan up the stairs. He looked at the roses carved into Kalan's white robes, the thorny flowers burning like a cluster of fire behind him. This inevitably reminded Ian of another old man.

Rudo also has a tattoo of a cold plum on his body, and the cold plum and the rose are two completely different flowers. In fact, Ian thinks Karan is more suitable for Hanmei, while Rudo is more like a bouquet of roses.

Karan led Ian to a dark room, and with an oil lamp in his hand, he walked into the room, Ian following behind him, watching the firelight illuminate the room. A long knife, a bow, a bag of arrows, and, a dragon's head.

At the moment of seeing the dragon's head, Ian hadn't reacted yet. When he realized that it was really the dragon's head, he was so shocked that he subconsciously took two steps back.

This dragon's head has turned to white bones, and it looks like it has been around for a long time. It's just that the empty eye sockets still give people an inexplicable pressure, as if the pair of golden pupils that have long disappeared are still in the eye sockets, not extinguished, staring at him through the years and life and death.

Karan lit the oil lamps in every corner of the room, and soon she could see everything in the room. It's a storage room, no, it shouldn't be a storage room, it's more like an exhibition hall. The stuff in the house is all about hunters.

Hunting knives, hunting bows, hunting crossbows, and a variety of hunting suits. It's just that these things, like the dragon head, have a lot of years. Ian had seen in some books that some of the things in the room were the equipment of hunters from a hundred years ago, and they were very rudimentary. Even hunting suits are the same, they are basically eliminated by the current hunters.

But it is these eliminated things, stacked together, that have a very strong oppressive force. Ian seems to have seen the former users of these equipment, the powerful hunters, using this equipment to compete with the powerful dragons.

Ian looked at them one by one, and caught a glimpse of the floor beneath his feet. He looked down and saw a huge Stuart family crest carved into the floor, a falcon soaring with its wings outstretched.

"Once upon a time, falcons were our family's most reliable companions. Karan spoke slowly, "It can help us accurately track the movements of the dragons, but with the passage of time, the art of domesticating falcons is slowly disappearing." ”

"Why?"

"Because the hunters have more powerful weapons. "More sophisticated blacksmithing and more magical alchemy, so hunters began to slowly abandon the cumbersome falcons. It takes many, many years to domesticate a falcon, and forging techniques and alchemy are undoubtedly much faster. ”

Karan paused, and then said, "Moreover, I am afraid that there are not many hunters who can accept the falcon that has been domesticated for several years and dies in the hunt. Hunters are also people, and in the old days, falcons were the only relatives of this group of lonely people. ”

Ian opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

"So in a sense, hunters are more lonely now, because there are no falcons anymore. Karan looked Ian in the eye and whispered, "It's like you, it's like your father, it's like your mother." ”

"Actually, your father is not afraid of loneliness, because he has been alone since he was a child, and loneliness is already commonplace. Your mother is afraid of being lonely, so she will follow your father without hesitation. I can see that you are also lonely, because you once had everything and then lost it all. "Do you know what that means?"

Ian shook his head.

"Only a lonely person can become a hunter. Karan said slowly, "Loneliness can make people's hearts stronger and stronger, and only hunters with strong hearts can overcome everything." ”

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