Seemingly recognizing Jack, the Faceless One named Rorschach picked up his deep voice. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I've seen you, Count. This time, he didn't even add a polite gentleman, and directly referred to Jack with the word "earl".

"Yes, Mr. Faceless, good afternoon!" Looking at the two "corpses" in front of him, as well as the pool of blood washing the floor, Jack really didn't know what to do with a good expression, although he didn't feel sick to his stomach, but he couldn't help but have a kind of sadness about the death of a rabbit and a fox.

"The two of them...... Is that dead?" asked Jack with a dry smile, the calmness revealed from Rorschach's hoarse voice weighing him down.

"No, I'm just giving them a long memory. Rorschach's voice was full of hatred, as if he thought of their previous treatment of the old man, and he kicked the McCann again.

"Ahaha...... ......"Isn't that dying?" Jack didn't know what to put on, he didn't even know how to get the conversation going, he had never met such a maverick and difficult guy in his short life - although Jack himself was the epitome of a maverick and difficult to get along with.

"What an ugly smile. Rorschach snorted coldly and said to Jack, "It's still your previous look that is more impressive, Count." ”

"What was my expression on that occasion before?" Jack, who was so mocked by Rorschach and had a strange focus, was not angry, but asked curiously.

"The pity and sympathy that comes from witnessing death, Earl, I have to say that at that moment, you really looked like a hedgehog. Perhaps it involved a colleague, and Rorschach's sound like a piece of iron colliding sounded a little softer.

"The Hedgehog who practiced non-killing, the one who retired two years ago?" Although Jack doesn't know much about the Night's Watch himself, his predecessor was a big fan of these masked heroes, and he reads the guy several times in the weekly "Frans Night's Watch", so he can keep up with Rorschach's topic.

"It's that old fellow, and although I don't approve of his style, I still respect him. Rorschach's voice was low and flat, but it also revealed a deep sadness, "But did you know that last month, a [hedgehog] died in Auroville? ”

Although he knew that he should say something "mourning" at this time, Rorschach's words aroused Jack's curiosity, and under this curiosity, Jack temporarily put his feelings behind him and asked excitedly: "Dawn City, the royal city of the Kingdom of Stura, how did [the hedgehog] die?"

Hearing Jack's overly straightforward question, Tifa suddenly showed a helpless and "sure enough" expression, this time of getting along made her basically understand Jack's code of conduct, of course it was too late to stop it, so she could only be afraid of Jack while secretly vigilant.

Fortunately, Rorschach was not angry, he just sighed and said, "You are really different from [Hedgehog]." He was trampled to death by the marching crowd. ”

"The marchers?" Jack thought of the Jedala Crescent that he had read last month, "was it the popular opposition to the march when Modalera wanted to introduce the Law on the Elimination of the Night Watch?"

"The old guy was in the coffin with half a leg, but he still wanted to stop the rioting crowd, and finally was trampled to death by someone in a misstep. Hehe, [Hedgehog] has guarded Dawn City all his life, protected those innocent civilians all his life, and finally died at the feet of the people he had tried so hard to protect, how ironic!" Rorschach's sneer was full of anger and remembrance, "You are not like him, Count, you will never have the opportunity to experience that despair, and in this regard, you are undoubtedly lucky." ”

"Speaking of which, Mr. Faceless, do you talk so much to anyone?" asked Jack, who was accustomed to Rorschach's habitual sarcasm, "and, according to my observations, Mr. [Faceless] should be a little more withdrawn from your voice and words, and although we have no more than five minutes of conversation combined, I don't think you are in the habit of talking to strangers while carrying out justice!"

"......" Jack's question silenced Rorschach. The faceless man couldn't help but ask himself what was the reason for him to look at the little boy differently, and even to have the patience to talk to him so much.

Is it because of his kindness?

Rorschach denied his answer, and he looked at Jack deeply, perhaps it was the loneliness in the boy that attracted him, the kind of loneliness that was as deep as they were, but destined to be out of place in the world.

"Does talking to me make you feel scared?" asked Rorschach slowly.

"Yes, it always makes people think that you have some ulterior conspiracy!" Jack narrowed his eyes, not the slightest hint of fear.

"Haha, conspiracy!" Rorschach was amused, and his hoarse voice let out an ugly laugh, "I'll only hit myself in the foot if I play with the conspiracy." I just have this intuition, Count, that in the future, you are destined to follow our path. ”

"Do you think I'm going to be a night watchman, wearing my mask on a hot day like this, and exercising justice everywhere?" Jack dismissed Rorschach's words as a complete joke, "You think too highly of me, I can't stand the stuffiness of wearing a mask under the sun." ”

"Sweltering, do you feel anything stuffy when you put your face to the sun?" Rorschach touched the empty white mask with his leather gloves, as if touching his own face, and then, he turned around and pulled up the old man who was huddled in the corner, and dragged the old man's thin arm towards where he had come.

"Hey, what are you doing, don't pull me, it hurts!" the old man stumbled and cried, struggling, but how could he get past Rorschach, he was dragged away like this,

"Hey, Rorschach!" Jack asked, looking at the figure that had disappeared around the corner, "What are you going to do?"

"To solve the follow-up troubles, this matter involves a lot, I think, children should solve their confusion under the sun!"

Rorschach's voice echoed in the alley, and Jack certainly heard what Rorschach meant, didn't he just warn him not to interfere?

However, there are many things that others say not to do, and it will be interesting to do them again!

"Jack Kid Young Master!"

Jack, who bowed his head to play the contemplative one, was "woken" by Tifa's angry voice, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Tifa's gloomy face.

"Do you know what rank the Faceless One is?" Tifa's voice was like a grim reaper from hell.

"No, I don't know. Jack swallowed quietly.

"Okay, let me tell you, that's a sixth-level knight, and it's such a weird guy, you are so naïve to talk to him directly? Young Master Jack, how many times have I told you, if you provoke these strong people, we won't be able to please us, do you know ......?"

In Tifa's nagging, Jack made it to the last leg of the Arcane Council.

(I wish you all a happy New Year's Day in advance, the new year is here, ask for collections, ask for tickets, ask for comments!)