When I met Tyran, he was sitting in a daze, and the room was lit up by three jagged candles on the menorah by the wall.

He obviously didn't expect anyone to come looking for him, and he didn't expect it to be a guy he didn't know. He got up from his bed and stared at me as he walked into the room.

"Who are you?"

I closed the door softly, "I thought you were dead." ”

"Who are you?"

"My name is Bill." I said, "You remember the name." ”

He didn't respond, apparently reminiscing.

"You're mixed up like this bird in this kind of bird place, why don't you leave here?" I want to digress from the subject.

"You...... Is that Bill? ”

"That? Huh, which? I smiled.

"Bill, my father's friend. Are you the ...... Southerner. He opened his mouth slightly, and asked in surprise.

"During that siege...... You're ignoring me. ”

"You...... You're an undead! There was a hint of fear in his surprised look.

"Huh." I smiled, "What are you afraid of?"

There was some panic in his eyes.

I waved my hand, "Don't be nervous, I'm not here to kill you." With that, I walked over to the edge of my chair and sat down.

"What do you want to do?"

"You are not at all as calm and polite to me as your father." I snorted, "Well, I'm good friends with your father." ”

His face fell, "I don't need you to judge my father. ”

"Hmph, yes." I also looked at him coldly, "The world can evaluate him." ”

"Are you here to find fault?"

"Am I not right?" Looking at the guy in front of me who was pretending to be angry, I didn't give him a good look.

"At least you can't say it in front of me." Although he glared angrily, his momentum was not so strong at all.

"Alright, don't pretend, I'm not here to teach you a lesson." I said and pointed to the bed: "Sit there, I'll tell you about your father'......" As I said that, I took out the letter in my arms and handed it to him, he was stunned for a moment and suddenly got up and took it.

I smiled at his excited look, "This letter is a bit long. ”

"When did you get this letter?" He flipped through the cover of the letter, which was already a little rough and worn, apparently having been opened countless times.

"This is my father's seal." He said as he stroked the wax seal.

"Yes, it was given to me by your father's own hands."

"He's still alive?"

"Don't you even know where your father is, you son?"

"He used to have some contact with me, but I haven't been in touch for a long time, and I thought something had happened to him."

"He's fine, but the person who once delivered you the letter is gone." I say.

"Is it Uncle Mograini......"

"I thought you didn't know."

"But...... This cover ...... Why is it so old. ”

"Your father gave it to me the other day and asked me to come and see you. This envelope ...... He couldn't wait for your Uncle Mograine after he had written it, so it was in his hand until I met him the other day. ”

"Is he okay?"

"It's tough, and the spirit is okay, but ...... You're still his only concern. I said.

The big boy in front of him bowed his head slightly, and he seemed to cry.

Sure enough, he wiped his eyes, "Where is he?" ”

"He won't let me tell you." I say.

"I want to meet him." He said.

"You'd better read the letter first, and then I can convey anything for you."

He walked over to the table, drew his knife, and cut the letter very carefully, he didn't tear the wax off. Then he looked at it and began to cry. Ah, people here like to cry.

He choked up and read the letter, tried to calm down, and turned to look at me, "Can you tell me where he is?" ”

"Not yet, unless you have his permission."

"Why?"

"Quite simply, he doesn't want you to do something stupid or because he's being implicated again." I say. "Now you ......," I said, pointing to both sides, "and you're not a good mix." ”

Tyran sat back on the edge of the bed with his head down, "He's still the same person he used to be. He said.

"Yes, nothing has changed about him."

"I'm talking about the light in his heart like that."

"Well, he is indeed a great and bright man." I say.

"I don't know what he's holding onto." He said: "He has clearly been abandoned by the Light, why should he do this, say high-sounding words, encourage me to be a good person, he is a good person, a great good person, but he did not get the end he deserved. ”

"What did you say?"

"What?" He looked up at me, his eyes red.

"What does it mean to forsake the Light? I don't really understand the word abandonment. ”

Tyran looked at me stunned, "Don't you know?" ”

"Know what?"

"He didn't tell you?"

"Don't talk nonsense, what happened to him?"

Tyran inhaled softly, "His holy light has been stripped away. ”

"Can the Light still be deprived?" I narrowed my eyes.

"I thought you knew."

"When?"

"After his trial and conviction, he was stripped of his ability to summon the Light."

"I didn't know anything about it!" I almost screamed. "Who deprived him of the light?"

"People from the church." He said.

"It's not an object...... How can it be deprived? ”

"I don't know, but that's what the people of the church said, and from then on he was no longer a paladin, no longer protected by the Light, no longer favored by the Light."

"Do you believe it?" I stared into his eyes.

"I ...... Letter. ”

"Humph!" I snorted disdainfully. "Are you stupid?"

The expression on his face at this time was a little embarrassed.

I sighed softly, "Do you think your father is really treasonous?" ”

He looked at me in surprise and a little overwhelmed.

"Maybe your father won't be too disappointed in you when he hears this, but I'm not your father." I said seriously. "Have you been brainwashed by them?"

"You ......"

"I really feel ...... for you Disappointed. I shook my head. There was confusion on his face, bewilderment in his eyes, and even fear and sadness in his expression.

"Do you really think that your father's letters are full of comforting words? Let you be a good person, a good guy with ideals, revenge, morality, and culture? I snorted, "You're really innocent." ”

I pointed to the letters in his hand, "Have you read them yourself?" ”

He shook his head.

"Really?" I looked at him in disbelief.

"The Great Crusade has seen it too."

"Sedan? He's seen it too? I snorted, "What did he say?" ”

He didn't say anything...... Just to say...... Let me burn it. ”

"Your previous letter to your father?"

"Hmm."

"Did you do that?"

He shook his head, then nodded again.

"Did you burn it or not?" I'm a little.

"Burn some." He said.

"Why are some of them left?"

"Some of them I really can't bear to give." He said.

"Why did Saidan let you burn?"

The boy in front of me looked at me with a sad expression on his face, he opened his mouth but paused, "said the Grand Crusader...... He couldn't imagine why my father would refuse to be redeemed at the time of trial, refuse to admit his mistakes, and he said that as a brother who had lived and died together, he could not accept my father's ...... Depraved. ”

He thought...... Let me...... To be a true Lightbringer, a truly pure man, who wants me to act for the sins of my Father...... Go...... Make up for...... to offset. He said, "But I...... It didn't seem to be as he imagined...... Yes...... Skill. I can't. He lowered his head slightly, "I can't always do it." ”

"So you're getting worse and worse now, until you're a squad leader?" I pouted.

"I'm confused."

Hearing his words, I sighed, "If you weren't the boss by now, I would definitely beat you up." I said, "I didn't think you were a fool before, but today I think you're ...... It's kind of stupid. ”

My words were blunt, but instead of becoming more ashamed or sad, he nodded, "I know I'm stupid." ”

"The current situation ......," I said, "your father can't help you, I ...... I thought I was here so you could do me a favor, but now it seems ...... Alas! ”

I looked at him and said, "Now what you're going to do...... Just live well first, and I don't want your father to end up with a white-haired man sending a black-haired man. You know what I'm talking about, right? I tilted my head and stared into his eyes.

He nodded a little blankly. Seeing his appearance, I really felt a little sad in my heart, they all said that Lao Tzu is a hero, but this guy in front of him is obviously not as good as the two little guys of the Mograini family.

"Do you know about your Uncle Mograini?" I asked him.

He nodded, "I've heard a little." ”

"Do you know what happened to his sons now?"

He shook his head.

"Do you know what's going on in East Wilder right now?"

He shook his head again.

"You really are...... I don't know. I said, "Now that the war is going on again, there may be a large-scale military operation, and I mean, the next time I come to you, don't die." ”

"What?"

Seeing his appearance, I waved my hand directly, "Forget it, it's useless to tell you." "I just stood up." Do you have anything you would like to say to your father? ”

"Oh...... Can you pass on the word to my father? He asked.

When I came out of Tyran's house, I only felt worthless, helpless, and bored. How is Tirio's son such a guy! It really made me feel very depressed.

If I hadn't been friends with his father, I would have beaten him up, and this guy was like the hob meat of an old sow, so wooden that I wanted to curse.

I was still boasting to the guy that I wasn't going to disappoint him, and it looked like I was going to disappoint him.

Thinking of this, I patted my purse, and the coins inside didn't make a pleasant sound.