The old moon demon's murmur echoed through the hall, and his slumped figure on the ground looked old and fragile. Zal stared at his back in silence, it was a sad story, sad, but not pitiful. People always have to pay for what they do, regardless of the motive or the outcome.

After a long time, in the quiet air, Ulez's voice rang out again. "After that, I came to Wincliffe, a place known as Sin City," he sighed a little tiredly, "in a way, it's more innocent on the inside than on the outside. ”

The old moon demon said, grabbed the arm of the wood elf, struggled to get up from the ground, and was helped by Gavira to sit back on the chair. "Here, you don't have to worry about interpersonal communication, you don't have to worry about arrears of human feelings, everything is very simple......," he raised his hand and gestured in front of him, "You only need to care about whether you can eat enough today, and whether you will die in a no-man's corner tomorrow." No one here cares who you are or what you've done......"

He smiled wryly and continued. "It's simple and pure, there are no innocents, just 'dead people' who have long been forgotten by the world. Ulez took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it, as if calming his fluctuating state of mind. "So, I changed my current name, 'Ulez'...... Well, in the Old World, the meaning of the faceless one ......"

Zal took out a bottle of fruit wine from the wooden cabinet in the corner, poured a glass, and handed it to the old moon demon. "Thank you," Ulez took the glass and took a shallow sip. Then place the cup on the palm of your hand and turn it slowly. "I spent a few years in a daze on the 'Conviction Stage', and during that time, I was no different from a dead person, but I was still alive. To be honest, during that time, I thought countless times about finding a place to die quietly. ”

He laughed self-deprecatingly. "But you know what, every time the thought comes to me, I slap myself in the face, slap myself hard......" Ulez rubbed his cheeks. "I'm not afraid of death, not at all. But, for the sins I have committed, one death is not punishment. Rather, it is the easiest relief. I mean, I don't even deserve to die......"

"Then I met her, who was also a wanderer," Ulez said, looking at the wood elf with a warm love in her eyes, "my daughter." My Most Precious Treasure...... She was very young at the time, but she was agile and sharp, like a young leopard in the forest...... "The old moon demon smiled and corrected, "Of course, in terms of elf lifespan, in fact, she has exceeded the city lord's age standard for children. ”

Zal turned to look at Gavila, who took a few steps backwards and hid himself in the shadows in the corner. "That's enough, in your story. Don't mention me. She said coldly, then turned her head to the other side.

Ulez chuckled dryly twice and nodded. "Okay, okay......" he said, "Anyway, since then, the two of us have been living together on the 'Conviction Terrace', and life has been difficult, but happy. The old moon demon took a sip of wine and continued, "A few years have passed like this. I relied on some of the medical skills I had learned at St. Slan's to get into my current profession. ”

"Why do you want to open a clinic?" Zal asked hesitantly, in fact, he wanted to say, why should he treat these villains who hid in the "conviction platform"?

"I see what you mean. Totally understood. "First of all, it's hard to survive here by wandering or begging, especially with little Gay. And I don't really have much, not even a good spellcaster. ”

"What's more. In those years of wandering, I saw too many deaths, and I didn't say death itself, or rather, these people died innocently. What I see is the different attitude of these 'sinners' when it comes to death. "There are people who keep repenting of their sins when they die, and they don't even care that the priest standing in front of them is not a repentant priest at all, they just keep repeating, they keep murmuring, they keep shedding tears, and they die slowly......"

The old moon demon's gaze was a little hollow, and it fell on the wine in the cup. "There are also those who keep cursing about their situation, laughing madly at the names he has hurt or killed, they have no remorse for their lives, and even when they die, they laugh wildly and proudly......"

"And what about me? what can I do?" he asked calmly, looking up at Zal, "I have no right to decide right or wrong, but I can give those remorseful beings a chance to repent of themselves, for death is too cruel for them, and I can allow those unforgivable souls to continue to bear the sins they have committed in their continued lives, for which death is too merciful...... Among them, I am also included. ”

Zal listened silently, just like the old moon demon said, he couldn't judge whether what he did to Ulez was right or wrong, but he could indeed understand it. "Starting from a small tent on the side of the road, the number of injured people who came to me gradually increased, but you know, it is not easy to make a living on the gimbal, and many times at the end of the day, you can't even earn a copper horn. ”

Zar is well aware of what Ulez is talking about, such as these days in the clinic, where many of the injured people who are brought in have no money at all. But Ulez never turns away patients because they don't have money, and even the consultation fee is not clearly priced, you just need to look at it.

"And then you joined the Brotherhood of Ironstone, right?" Zal guessed down.

The old moon demon nodded. "Yes, after two years of setting up a small tent on the side of the road, I got to know the former president of the fraternity, 'Black Hammer Kalba,'" his tone was full of memories, "It's ridiculous to say, although Kalba is a wicked man, he is a wicked man with a good bottom line. Just like his race, irascib, stubborn, and straightforward greenskins. ”

"Strictly speaking, I saved his life, and when he was sent, he was already a dying bloody man. Oh, that's about ...... you," Ulez laughed and glanced at Zal and teased, "Since then, I've joined the Brotherhood of Ironstone, and they've become patrons of the clinic. Of course, the Brotherhood back then was not the same as it is now, when they were still part of the countless small guilds on the gimbal. ”

"Just like other small guilds, they have to face oppression from the big guilds all the time. There is also blackmail from the Black Wings Guards. Believe it or not, the 'Brotherhood of Ironstone' at that time was a relatively decent guild on the gimbal. The old moon demon said, "Because of my existence." The number of deaths due to injuries in the guild has been greatly reduced, and I have resumed my old job as a pharmacist, concocting some all-purpose medicine for the Brotherhood to heal or stop bleeding......"

"And so, the 'Brotherhood of Ironstone' has slowly grown stronger in the midst of constant fighting, right?" said Zhar. He knows it very well. For a guild that is always in a fighting environment, it is important to have a good healer and a pharmacist to back it up. This will undoubtedly raise the combat effectiveness of the entire guild to a higher level.

"That's right, the Brotherhood rose very quickly, and it didn't take a few years to dominate the entire Greystone Corner, and it stretched out its tentacles to the rest of the Pavilion. Ulez looked up at his clinic, "And my reputation is growing in Greystone, and as grants continue to increase, so does the clinic until it is what it is today." ”

Ulez said. A long sigh. "Perhaps, it's good to keep going like this?......" he took a sip of his wine, "Nine years ago, 'Black Hammer Kalba' died, and he was too old to fight. But that stubborn guy always thinks he's as young as ever...... "A smile appeared on the old moon demon's lips, "In a battle, he finally fell, and I, this time, failed to save the life of this old friend......"

The old moon demon poured a large gulp of wine. His voice grew deeper. "The old king is gone, the new king is born, and that's true of any Game of Thrones. He said, "Kalba is dead." But the Brotherhood is still there, and his successor is his former lieutenant, Ronkel the Bonecreller, a former mercenary-turned-Rogkan. ”

"Maybe it's to grow stronger, maybe it's to keep your opponent from breaking you...... Or maybe the desire for power only makes ambitions even bigger, in short. The Brotherhood is slowly changing......" his tone was somewhat sarcastic, "Under Ronkel's leadership, the Brotherhood of Ironstone has become more radical, bloodier, and more unscrupulous. He even stretched out his palm to the dirty business that he would never touch before. ”

Ulez said, pausing. "Even Sweet Wax, the business that even demons would spit on," he said with a sneer...... "Ironically, if you want to build your reputation, I'm afraid it will take ten years, and if you want to ruin your reputation, it will take less than a day." The Brotherhood of Ironstone finally stood at the lowest point of evil, and it took less than a year. ”

Ulez let out a long breath, as if to lament the fact that he had seen the Brotherhood grow stronger and that he had watched it decay. "Not surprisingly, I slowly became an old thing in the way, and they found a more obedient doctor. "And I, guarding my little clinic, still treat the old fellows of the Brotherhood and make some innocuous little potions, and as for the rest, I swear in the name of Gafrel that I have never done it." ”

"It's been a long, long time...... But just a year ago, when I thought the Brotherhood had forgotten about me completely, Ronkel the Bone Crusher and his men approached me personally. The old moon demon's words made Zar stunned, and such a turn of events made him a little stunned, "He came to me with a recipe and a condition. ”

"He wants you to make him another potion, and then ?......," Zar followed.

"Then you can officially withdraw from the 'Brotherhood of Ironstone'. Gavira said for Ulez from the side. The latter nodded, "That's right, as long as you help them concoct the above potions, you can leave the Brotherhood completely." ”

"You took this commission?" Zar raised an eyebrow and asked, "Could it be that there is something wrong with this potion?"

"I did, because I didn't want to have anything to do with the Brotherhood of Ironstone. The old moon demon smiled meaningfully. "And this potion, it seems that there is no problem at all, it can only be said that it is a very weak muscle hyperstimulant, and its effect is probably not half of that of the 'Storm Vine Solution'. "I don't know where they got this recipe, it's very complicated, and it's not a known blend at all, and I haven't seen it in Saint-Sillan." ”

"Also, the recipe isn't complete, which is something I realized after I finished the potion. "In fact, the part I made is nothing more than the medicinal base of the finished product...... But at the time, I thought it was just an excuse to send me away......"

"What the hell is the finished product?" Zar immediately asked, turning his head to look at the Wood Elf, but Gavira shook her head.

Ulez smiled silently, and in the eyes of Zal and Gavilan, there was a bitterness that pierced the soul. "Yes, I also want to know what the finished product is, but after I accidentally saw the finished product, I realized that I had made a mistake again, an unforgivable mistake......" He looked up at Zal, "I asked you if you believe in fate, right?"

Zar nodded, only to hear the old moon demon continue in despair, "I thought that I had broken free from my fate. But in the end, I found that I had just jumped from one mistake to another, and fate had always been cruel to me......" he said, and drank the wine he had said, "but it will not be like this again, I swear in the name of wisdom, I will make them pay the punishment they deserve, and the price ......"

"You're not going to tell us how you're going to do it, you're not going to tell us what the finished product is, are you?" asked Gavira in a low voice. "Just like you don't want to tell me why you want to take out all your possessions and release a black mission before the 'Blood Arena' starts, right?"

Ulez looked at the wood elf at the same time and shook his head slowly. "Sorry, my child...... You're the only love I have left......" Gavira listened, her emerald eyes twitching unnaturally.

"Will you regret it, if the price of punishing them is death?" Zar asked in a low voice, looking directly into the old moon demon's eyes.

Ulez smiled, calmly. "No, you won't ...... to die"

"That's enough, that's enough, I don't need a reason. Zar said, buttoning up his hood and turning to walk outside the clinic.

"What are you going to do?" the Wood Elf asked in the back.

"Give yourself a day off, come back tomorrow, and do a great job, life or death. Zhal's laughter floated over, "Don't worry, for hypocrites, he says that a day is a day, and this is a big deal involving 'feathers'. For the sake of the Lord God, it is easier to do things with such people. ”

Ulez looked at Zal's back and said, "Actually, you don't have to ......"

"No, not really. You did ask me once if I believed in fate. He stepped out into the sunlight outside the door, his black hooded cloak fluttering in the light, as if it had been trimmed with a bright edge. "I would say, I believe...... For I have seen a great and magnificent destiny, an almost eternal destiny......"

He remembered the golden ball of light that floated in the void. "But I always believe that even in the face of cruel fate, we will always have the right to choose...... I am convinced of this. (To be continued.) )