Chapter 411: Be a thief, right?
Jason found that Gal was also a little stubborn, and he naturally didn't defend himself or others. Following Garr's meaning, he kept nodding his head.
"Okay, even if you think that Lei Zhe is a demon or not, anyway, now that he's dead, it's not so easy for you to find him. ”
"And you're trying to kill me now, aren't you?" said Gal, slowly closing his eyes, ready to come to his senses, "Then you can do it now, I can't wait to meet my mom and dad." ”
Looking at Gal on the bed, Jason couldn't help but muttered in his heart.
"It seems that this kid is very tolerant and receptive. Knowing that he couldn't beat me, he was ready to die now. ”
"Ahem," Jason coughed twice, and continued, "Honestly, I have a hypothesis right now, and I know it's going to scare you out of it. ”
Garr still had his eyes closed, not intending to say anything.
Regardless of whether Garda was not going to accept him, he still made his assumptions.
"The old man you mentioned before is a product of this world - the Demon King Mephisto. He is very scheming and loves to play tricks. He will pretend to be amiable on the outside, so that you will not be able to suspect him easily. Behind the scenes, he is doing some unseemly things. ”
"Your brother, the Lei Zhe you called in the air, is indeed one of the Demon King's subordinates. He put Lei Zhe by your side, one of them is to help you and let you kill me. The second is to oversee you, including your abilities. ”
"In order to increase your hatred for me, the Demon King pretended to be me, killed your parents, and dumped the pot at me. Then in this way, you will definitely leave no room for all the solutions, and you will not give up until you put me to death. ”
Jason's implication is obvious, that is, he is declaring to Gal that all this is the Demon King's ghost, and the benefits will not give them anyone.
Mephisto is always the only one who will benefit!
However, Jason said so much from the bottom of his heart, and Gal still had a closed look. Jason had a hard time knowing if Gal was listening to him, so he asked him.
"Hey, did you listen to what I just said, or did you just take my words for granted?"
"You're just passing the buck, Jason. "Gal.
Hearing Garr's tone, Jason couldn't help but be shocked in his heart.
He was frightened not because of anything else, but because Garr spoke in a very mellow tone, not like an eight-year-old child could speak.
"So, the only thing you have now is the only fact. That's me killing your parents, right?"
Garr didn't speak, which meant that he had acquiesced.
"Alas," Jason sighed often and stood up, his back to Gal, "it seems that the Demon King's trick is really ruthless, and he won't let go of even a child." ”
After saying that, he turned into a knight form directly in front of Gal.
In this form, Jason's flame temperature continued to rise, and the room suddenly lit up.
No matter how much Gal wants to ignore and ignore this, he can't do it!
Because, Jason transforms and attracts his attention!
Opening his eyes and looking at Jason, who was burned by the flames on the outside, Gal widened his eyes and kept muttering inwardly.
"It's not wrong, it's him! it's him who killed my parents!"
Jason turned his head and looked at Gal on the bed with a skull face.
"I thought you were going to scream, but it looks like you're getting stronger. ”
With that, he took on human form again and continued to sit at the head of Garl's bed.
Gal looked at Jason at the head of the bed and gritted his teeth, repeating a phrase repeatedly.
"You killed my parents, you killed my parents! It must be you! You are the person!"
"Okay," Jason nodded, "Then can you tell me why I killed your parents and left you alone?"
"......" in the Galean language.
Faced with Jason's question, he really couldn't find a reason to refute Jason.
Yes, just with this appearance of Gal, as long as Jason has a heart, as long as he raises his hand, Gar will definitely die!
But now, why didn't Jason kill himself?
This was Gal's deepest doubt, so he didn't answer.
"Don't talk about it, can you tell me that if I killed your two ordinary human parents, what good will it do me, just say it. Jason continued.
But Gar seemed to have changed from an excited child to a silent, calm and composed child, without saying a word.
"Are you thinking now that my assumption is true and correct?"
Gal still didn't answer.
"Then can you tell me what kind of ability the Demon King has given you. Why can't I see any movement when you attack me?"
Gal still didn't answer.
After a few words in a row, Gal still looked like no one was looking, and he didn't even pay attention to every question Jason's question.
After a long time, Jason felt like he was talking to himself, and it was a waste of words.
"Forget it! sleep!" Jason didn't bother to bother with Gal as he got up and went back to his bed.
Soon, Jason fell asleep, and inside the grass hut, Jason's steady breathing soon reached Gal's ears.
Gal opened his eyes, looked at Jason lying on the bed, and muttered inwardly.
"Seriously... You didn't kill my parents?"
......
Jason has always had a hidden danger, and I believe Jason knows this better than anyone else.
Just as Gal was also falling asleep, he was suddenly awakened by Jason's screams.
I opened my eyes and looked at Jason, who was lying on the bed, seemingly struggling.
He was in pain, and the mouth mountain kept shouting "Don't come... Don't come... You're not me... You don't want to come here...", and so on.
Gal saw Jason's fists clenched, he saw him struggling in pain, and he saw beads of sweat on Jason's forehead.
After a while, Jason jolted out of bed.
"Ah!!h
Gasping for air, beads of sweat on his forehead kept sliding down his forehead, the same.
He swallowed hard and squinted at Gar on the other bed, also looking at himself.
Jason didn't pay attention to it, sitting on the edge of the bed, trying to pull himself back from his sleep.
"I've often heard people say that those who are thieves will be punished. Did you hear the people you killed coming to you when you were just sleeping?" asked Gal in a provocative tone.
Completely enraged by Garr's words, Jason strode over to Garr's bed, raised his right hand, and the burning flames struck Jason.
However, in the next second... He stopped...