"The only thing that can trap the spirit is the flesh, which is also the last use of my rotten body." Frost tried to speak as calmly as possible, but the severe pain, both mentally and physically, made his expression extremely distorted, like a demon crawling out of hell.

"Goodness is like water, dripping water through the ...... The ancient Chinese people have long associated water with spiritual elements. As if accustomed to this, he whispered but quickly,

"Excluding the water element, Behemoth has the highest point of mind control among the eight dragon kings, second only to the legendary White King. That's why she's able to jump between her creations in a state of mind. At the same time, it is also her confidence to finish Niolde. Caesar looked at him dumbfounded, unclear for a moment.

"Creating a vessel that can hold one's own spirit, that's the truth of Niold's plan." Frost continued,

"This vessel has to be extremely adaptable, because along with it is the authority that she has left in the spirit. Compared to this, the bloodline is secondary, and for this reason, she has also prepared a prop to improve the bloodline, which is the red-haired girl. ”

"I know all this......" Caesar interrupted him, he looked up, not knowing what emotion to use to face Frost,

"What I want to ask is, what are you doing now?" The surrounding waters suddenly fell silent, and after a slight silence, Frost said, "As you can see, just continue with the Niold's plan...... Our Niolde program. ”

"Ours?" Caesar frowned, and looked at him with golden eyes that were about to overflow,

"Are you still qualified to use our word for burying the entire Gattuso family in this sea?" Frost didn't speak, and looked at him silently with his eyes that were already completely filled with strange red.

In the surrounding sea, the battle between the weasel and the dragon king gradually faded away, and the sound of the roar of the sea could be heard in the distance, as if some huge existence was fighting.

It seems that they have forgotten the urgency of the time now, or perhaps they feel that they must explain. After a long silence, Frost said quietly: "The destruction of the old Gattuso family, this is the contract I signed with Behemoth, and it was finally fulfilled yesterday. ”

"The old Gattuso?" Caesar asked with a frown.

"That's right, old Gattuso." Frost looked at him and explained,

"The old Gattuso family, controlled by the decaying elders who should have died a long time ago, but were reluctant to enter the grave. The old Gattusos who used me and Percy as your stepping stones. Caesar, who fell silent, looked up at him and asked, "...... So shouldn't me and Bastard Daddy also be the target of your revenge? Even if there was Behemoth, you wouldn't let us go so easily, would you? ”

"That's how it should have been......" Frost paused and looked up at Caesar, who said with some emotion,

"But you have a mother who loves you." …… Somewhere on the outskirts of Rome in 1990, an old man in the twilight looked out blankly.

Outside the window, the sun is shining, dotted with flowers, bees and birds playing, and the breeze is a little bit of the sea.

All in all, this is a very good nursing home, and perhaps in addition to the high price, the beautiful environment here will surely allow the patients who live here to get a good spiritual healing.

In fact, it is true that there are bursts of laughter from time to time in the classical building, which is the situation of patients and families living here.

Those who can stay here are all dignitaries and dignitaries of this country, or their relatives, maybe go out and hang around, and you can meet such and such a prime minister or such and such a parliamentarian.

But none of this has anything to do with the old man, this room is like a forgotten corner of the world, no one passes by except for the necessary medical staff and the caregivers who take care of his daily life.

Even the caregivers leave early after finishing their work, which is an absolute dereliction of duty under normal circumstances, but no one will think so when the object of care is an old man with a strange temper and sometimes smashing things.

How long has this been? The old man thought so, he had forgotten how long it had been since he had been sent here.

As his body began to age, even his memory began to look like that of an old man. He turned sideways to look at a newspaper next to his pillow, and on the cover, a tall, handsome blonde man in a designer suit was hugging a female star who was often seen on TV and was known to everyone.

The two of them are extremely intimate, and they still stick their faces together from time to time, and their ears and temples are grinding, so they are not affectionate.

This is a lace news about the entertainment industry, it is a little inappropriate to appear here, and it is still a report many years ago, and it caused a lot of sensation when the report came out.

Silently looking at the man in the photo, there seemed to be some emotion in the old man's gray eyes, and then the emotion like a little spark shimmered completely disappeared, leaving only a piece of decay and numbness.

Closing his eyes slightly, he gradually lost his breath, as if he was dead. Suddenly, the silence was shattered by the crisp but somewhat harsh sound of high heels outside the door.

You must know that this is a nursing home, and all the actions of the medical staff will be lightened, for fear of disturbing these dignitaries, and things like high heels will naturally not be allowed.

Although the owner of this voice was already very restrained, in the old man's opinion, this voice was still harsh, as if telling him that she was coming over.

Footsteps stopped at the doorway of the room, and some voices could be heard outside the door, presumably the visitor was letting the attendant who had been following him leave.

There was silence in the hallway again, and it wasn't long before there was a knock on the door. Ignoring it, the old man still closed his eyes and waited for a while, and the visitor who did not wait for a response opened the door and came in.

As if she was afraid of disturbing the old man, she walked gently to the old man's side.

"As I said, just leave me here, and the family doesn't need to see 'discarded' like me continue to appear." The old man said slowly,

"Or is it that the family can't tolerate the existence of 'discarded' like me, and is afraid that it will leak secrets and need to be dealt with?" His voice was hoarse, like a dry branch in the desert.

The words were also full of strong death intent, as if they would be completely breathed in the next second.

"Mr. Frost, this time, I am not here for the sake of the family." The visitor spoke softly, her voice unusually bright, like the midday sun.

Frost opened his eyes, then closed them slightly, because the person in front of him was too bright. The sunlight outside the window hit her, reflecting a brighter light, and the darkness in the whole room seemed to dissipate a lot because of her presence.

"I'm Clarissa, Clarissa Gattuso." The visitor introduced himself. Clarissa is indeed a person as bright as her name.

Frost thought so, then frowned and asked, "I haven't been away from the family for many years, but I haven't heard of such a person. ”

"I came to the clan after you left it." Clarissa replied,

"As the wife of Pompeii Gattuso." "Pompeii......!" Frost muttered. Then he sat up from the hospital bed as if he had turned on a switch.

His withered, wrinkled skin drooped on his face, like a demon crawling out of hell, and his old and godless eyes stared fiercely at Clarissa in front of him.

This appearance does not make people doubt that he will use a withered branch-like hand to twist off the slender neck of the bright woman of the previous year.

But in the end, he didn't do it, because just the act of getting up had already used up all the strength of this body.

He really fell back to bed weakly like an old man in the twilight. Panting heavily, although he was tired, his eyes were still full of anger staring at the woman in front of him: "Are you here to show off?" Do you want to show off the position of head of the house that you have obtained with me as a stepping stone? Clarissa watched him quietly, letting him vent the anger he had suppressed for an unknown number of years.

From a personable and graceful young man to the current half-dead appearance, just this catharsis is already very restrained.

"Doctor! Doctor! Get rid of this person, I don't want to see her! Frost roared hoarsely, and he rang the call bell, but his weak voice could not reach the room at all, and the call bell was not answered.

"Have you forgotten? The family is the director of this nursing home, and I just said that I don't want my conversation with you to be interrupted. As if feeling that she had been standing for a long time, Clarissa pulled the chair of the escort and sat down,

"And I also said that I came this time not to represent the family, let alone to show off." Frost seemed to give up struggling, he lay on the bed weakly, gasping for breath: "So, what are you here for?" Pompey? I've heard that the family has the idea of marching into politics, are you here to deal with me, his 'disgraceful' past, for his sake? Clarissa looked at him quietly until his emotions were almost calm, and then she said softly, "I am here for the existence behind me, for you." ”

"Is there a presbytery behind it? Is this any different from the Gattusos? Frost laughed miserably,

"What do they want to take from me after taking my blood? Is there anything else I have to worry about, this body? Do you want me to work for Deadpool even after I turn into them? Clarissa looked at him with great complexity, at Frost, who had aged beyond a few years and could not stand up and could not speak.

"You're mistaken, the Gattuso Council of Elders does control everything in the Gattuso family, but I don't need to follow their orders." Clarissa said slowly.

Then she didn't talk nonsense, and said bluntly: "I'm here to give you a chance, a chance to gain bloodline again, to get back on your feet, and to return to the Gattuso family." Frost suddenly stopped talking, tilting his head, squinting at the woman in front of him.

The woman was unusually beautiful, her blonde hair was coiled, and she looked noble and elegant, which even the Nolan family in a European mixed-race family might not be able to compare.

It's no wonder that Pompeii hasn't had lace news for a long time, and if this woman who looks like Aurora is his wife, it is estimated that no one will go out and around anymore.

But Frost was not concerned with her appearance, but with what she had just said: "Do you understand what you just said?" Or, do you know what your husband, and yourself, got to where they are today? ”

"Yes." Clarissa replied,

"As a candidate for the former head of the family, you should have what Pompeii should have, you should also have the honors that Pompeii should receive, Pompeii can go to the street in bright clothes and hook up with beautiful girls, you should be able too." Obviously her husband, but Clarissa was not merciless when she spoke ill of Pompeii.

Frost gasped, anger flashing in his gray eyes again: "Since you understand, then you dare to say such unashamed words in front of me!" What to restore the bloodline, what to return to the family, do you think that's what I need? ”

"I know your anger and the source of your resentment. So, I've brought you a chance to restore your bloodline, and then do whatever you want, including revenge on the Gattuso family. Clarissa still looked at him quietly,

"All you need to do is follow the will of what exists behind me." Frost was silent, looked at her for a long time, and then asked, "I want to ask, why me?" There are many rivals in the Gattuso family, and the status of the wife of the family is extremely noble, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the queen, why do you need to do this, you need me to join? Clarissa was silent for a moment, not knowing if it was an illusion, and the light in the room seemed to dim a little.

After a long silence, she said, "...... Because my time is running out. She continued: "And, isn't it interesting that 'the family of sin is brought down by the evil of their own creation?' That's what I said behind my back. The room fell silent again, and in the heaviness, Frost slowly spoke: "Actually trying to bring down the Gattuso family, the existence behind you is really bold enough......"

"The Gattuso family has been nothing in the world for a long time, not even a flash in the pan." Clarissa replied and asked rhetorically,

"So, what about your answer?" Frost fell into a long, longer silence than all that had preceded it.

Clarissa didn't rush him to answer, and it wasn't until the sun was setting over the sky, and it wasn't until night hung in the sky that Frost said slowly, "I promised you." ”