On Audau's eighth birthday, his father bought him a puppy.

It was a very small milk dog, afraid of being born and restrained, and Audu took good care of him for two weeks, taking him as his best friend, and named him Mr. Beard.

But one day, he noticed that his partner, Mr. Beard, had started to spill dog food all over the floor - it was boiled quinoa, mixed with leftover food, dried fruits, and minced fish, which was difficult to clean, and if he was not careful, it would be missed, rotten and smelly.

"You're going to raise this dog, like a man, and take your responsibility!"

The father scolded angrily, twitching his nose to express his anger at the stench of the messy kennel.

As a child, Auddu could only silently clean the small dog kennel in the yard, but day after day, Mr. Beard seemed to suddenly become disobedient, and almost every time he made a mess of his food bowl.

So Audu kept an eye on him, and after giving Mr. Beard another amount of food, he quietly hid himself to see why Mr. Beard had made such a mess.

Then he saw the culprit, a great crow, fluttering its wings from outside the yard, and flying down again and again to peck at the wheat seeds, and flying up and down, making a mess of Mr. Beard's food bowl.

"Go! Go! ”

Auddu rushed out and chased the crows, and the big bird circled for weeks before finally flying away from the kennel.

He followed him out of curiosity, but saw the crow's nest near a chimney, and its flightless bird, as if waiting for his mother to bring back food.

Audu was at once happy, and he ran home, and secretly took out a decorative bowl that he did not usually use for eating, added some grain, and cleaned the quinoa from Mr. Beard's bowl, and carefully put the bowl and bowl together.

He waited under the sun for a day, and finally, at sunset, the big crow returned.

It shook its small head, looked curiously at Mr. Beard, and landed cautiously, obediently poking its head into the small bowl to peck at it.

"Great!"

Little Auddu cheered excitedly in his heart, so that the little crow would not starve, and Mr. Beard's food bowl would not be a mess.

"Oldu?"

His mother's voice came from inside the house, and it was a signal to let him into the house for dinner, and Audu immediately patted his pants and ran into the house.

"Ordu, have you seen that bowl in your father's collection?"

The mother, dressed in an apron, opened the cupboard and rummaged through it—the bowl that His Highness had used during the last Mass to divide the sacrament, had been carefully placed in the cupboard and would not normally be used.

"Ah, I-"

Audu was about to say something when he looked up and saw his father walking into the house with a gloomy face.

…………

"That's it?"

Auddu's father shook his hand, rubbing his wrist wearily.

Little Oddu's pants were halfway off, his buttocks were beaten purple, and fine blood stains were oozing, and his face was bruised, and his nosebleed coagulated on his lips.

His mother bit her lip with infinite distress in her eyes, but she could only watch in fear as her husband taught her son.

"I—I'll clean that and that bowl, I promise, promise!"

Audu's words were staccato, his throat tugging like a bellows, and from time to time there was an irrepressible gasp with a crying voice.

His father gave a meaningful, disappointed look, sighed, and shook his head.

"Not this."

"I didn't hit you because of this."

"You don't even know where you're wrong, self-righteous stuff!"

In Oddu's eyes, his father, who was as tall as a mountain, stood up and kicked away the bowl that was sitting next to Mr. Beard's kennel so casually.

"This is your dog, this is your home, facing outsiders, snatching your dog's food stuff, you are so welcome, aren't you!"

The father's voice increased in vain, startling Audu:

"Did I raise you to be such a coward!"

There was a fluttering sound at an inopportune time, and Ao looked up hopefully to see that the crow had landed on the railing behind his father, tilting his head slightly in confusion.

"Gah!"

His father's big hand grabbed the crow like lightning, and with his right hand he picked up a burlap sack, and thrust the fluttering bird into it, knotted it, and threw it in front of Odhu.

"Kill it and protect your dog!"

The burlap bag fluttered horribly and strangely, and the tears in little Aodu's eyes suddenly burst into the embankment, and the crying could not be stopped any longer.

"Honey, or ......"

As soon as the mother was about to speak, the father raised his hand majestically: "Shut up, I'm teaching him how to be a man!" ”

He turned his head and gritted his teeth to look at Ordu: "Bring a stone and knock it to death!" ”

With whimpering and roaring, Ordu shuddered and picked up a stone.

One time.

Two clicks.

Three times.

Tears rolled down his immature face, and the bloody burlap bag in front of him was silent.

The father snorted in hatred, turned his head and walked into the house:

"Come inside and eat!"

"Honey, you're going to ...... again"

"I still have to be on duty, really, I finally have a free time, and I haven't even eaten!"

"Sorry, I'll put it in a lunch box for you, right?"

"No need, tell Audu that tomorrow I will see that he can pluck the bird's feathers, bleed, and make a pot of soup to drink."

The father put on his coat and coldly threw down a sentence before getting up:

"My adopted son must not be a coward."

………………

Midnight.

Audu got up from his bed with a blank expression, he couldn't sleep tonight, his mind was full of the blood-soaked sack that stopped moving.

He was awakened by a loud noise, and the sound came from Mr. Beard's courtyard, and Oddu put on his coat and quietly walked out.

"Click, click."

An ominous noise was heard, and then Mr. Beard began to scream sharply.

"Wang! Barking! ”

Its bark struggled in pain, and Audu was stunned and hurriedly pushed the door open.

He was greeted by a terrible scream of a crow, and he saw the broken sack that had been pecked open, the crow that was half-draped in the sack and not dead, and the black feathers that were scattered all over the ground.

"Ga ——!!"

"Ga ——!!"

The crow screamed, shrouded in a blood-stained sack, dancing and fluttering around Mr. Beard like a grim reaper.

Mr. Beard barked vigorously, its juvenile body not even as long as a raven's wings had spread, and in its eyes, the blood-drenched bird struck like a terrifying monster.

Then came the darkness.

"Wang ——!!"

"Ga ——!!"

The clumping cries of the two animals tore through Auddu's ears, and before his eyes, the dying crow swooped down on Mr. Beard, its sickle-like beak digging into its eye socket!

"Quack-quack-quack——!!!"

"Woohoo! Oh! ”

Mr. Beard's cry suddenly became sharp because of the pain, and in the heart-rending screams of the two animals, Oddu saw the dying crow, clutching the fleshy eyeballs of Mr. Beard, which had just been plucked in its claws!

"Quack!"

"Whew——!"

"Did I raise you to be such a coward!"

The mixed noises of pain were like a jigsaw, sawing open Adu's nerves without saying a word, and he felt a sharp pain in the depths of his nerves from his trance, and he wanted to gnaw the roots of his teeth completely.

Blood.

Pillars of blood poured from his nose and eyes, and in the midst of the loud and furious noise, Ordu gritted his teeth and looked at the sky in resentment.

"Poof!"

The sweet blood that spurted from his mouth blocked the inside of the armor and slowly dripped down, and Ordu's knees suddenly lost strength, and he fell to his knees in the hellish barking of dogs and the hissing of crows.

In the air in his sight, the expressionless Tan Taiming glanced at the defeated Knights of Temperance.

Like a god on high, cold and indifferent.

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