"I'm sorry. (None.) , pop-up"

Ivan said in a low voice, wondering if Lockevon had heard. As soon as Lockevon saw the broken Lightgill, the whole person fell to his knees, like a piece of wood, without the slightest reaction. Ivan didn't dare to look away, he just kept staring at Lockevonde's dull eyes, and his stomach seemed to be knotted, and it hurt very much.

"Mr. Lockonde, do you still recognize this? This is the ...... you made for my mother, Wendy."

Ordinary words, but every word Ivan uttered felt extremely difficult. "You, you must know how to fix it, our magic crystal craftsmen there can't fix it, please ......"

"Why is Lightgear in your hands?" Lockevon raised his eyes, his tone like a steel knife.

"Yes, it's John...... It was my father who gave me ......" Ivan's voice grew quieter and quieter, almost as thin as a mosquito. He seemed to have said this wrongly, for Lockevon suddenly jumped to his feet and raised his thick finger to the tip of Ivan's nose.

"Get out of here!"

"Mr. Lockevonde......"

Old Noam's angry appearance made people's hearts twitch, but if they could not convince Lockvonde, they would have come for nothing, and he could not imagine what he would do if he could not fix Lightgill. Ivan couldn't help but be anxious, "Even if it's for Wendy, please leave her behind."

"I, why should I fix Wendy's 'relic'?" Lockevonde's snow-white eyebrows suddenly twisted into a ball. His expression was not only angry, but also deeply painful and sad, "Wendy is dead! gone! Even if I fix this thing, I can't give it back to her! This thing doesn't belong to Wendy anymore! Why should I fix it? For you? Or for your useless father?"

"My father he ...... Nor is he ......" bitter water churned in Ivan's internal organs. He had a lot of opinions about John, but now he wanted to defend him, as if it were also defending himself. It's a pity that he can't think of a defense!

"Your father told me before he left that he would definitely protect Wendy! I waited for Wendy's news for twenty-one years, but you sued me that she was killed by the demons! You actually told me that she was killed by the demons!" Lockonde raised his head and roared, he stepped forward and snatched the box from Ivan's hand with a wave of his hand, "If you have the ability, you will go out for me and kill those demons! No, you kill Kritz for me first!"

Ivan's ears were buzzing with his thunderous roar, and his roar echoed in the narrow aisles, and he was stunned for a moment before he understood Lockevonde's words.

“...... Who?" Ivan was startled by his words.

"Kritze! Kill Kriz for me!" Lockevon seemed to vent his hatred for Kriz on Ivan as well, he grabbed the box and smashed it into Ivan's head, "Kill Kriz for me and come back! I'll think about fixing this thing when the time comes!

Ivan instinctively raised his hand to block it, and with a click, the box fell to the ground, and the dull wrist wheel rolled out. He cautiously crouched down and picked up the wrist chakra, staring at Lockond's eyes red with rage with a look of bewilderment.

“...... Can you tell me why? Who is Creez? Why do you—"

"Get out!"

In the almost mad roar of Lockevonde, Lobe, who was slumped on the ground, came back to his senses. "Kriz is the king of Selfendi Castle. He said to Ivan with small, frightened dark green eyes. As soon as he finished speaking, Lockevon lunged at Ivan.

Ivan took a step back to avoid Old Noam's fist, then took a few more steps back and turned away in a wrench. Behind him, Lockevonde's roar still rolled in like a tidal wave. "Get out of here, don't let me see you again!"

In fact, Ivan didn't know very well why Lockefonte was angry like this, but Lockephonde's reaction couldn't help but remind him of himself at that time. He remembers that after Wendy's funeral, he quickly locked himself in the room, yelling at whoever knocked on the door.

When people collapse, they really become irrational.

He couldn't help but quicken his pace, and finally simply trotted up. Along the way, Noem looked at him suspiciously, as if he had done something bad. He ran all the way to Aisha and the hunters, and found a random corner and sat down. He was tempted to hide himself, Lockephonde's gaze ...... The Noames' gaze made him even more uncomfortable.

Aisha stared at him, her lips twitching, and she looked like she wanted to say something. Essia had said that he would go with him to Lockvonde, but he felt that he had to face the old Noam who had known his mother alone, and Asha had never seen Wendy after all.

She doesn't understand...... No one will understand...... When he felt that he had killed Wendy, the painful feeling of falling into hell-

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"Does Locke von agree?"

Ai&#;'s wrist chakra should have understood everything, and perhaps she heard Lockevon yelling at Ivan to "get out". She tweaked closer.

Ivan nodded, and did not say a word. Four hunters under the wooden shelf said a word&#; of bread. For a time&#;only the hunters ate Dongqi&#;.

Aisha pursed her lips, as if in deep thought.

"He's in a bad mood. Aisha hesitated, "I think I'll talk to him when he's in a better mood......

"I know he's in a bad mood. Ivan interrupted Isha abruptly, and he gasped heavily. He stood up and walked a few steps to the wooden frame, opening the bag that Aisha had snatched from the sleigh. He pulled out a map, the one of the Aurora Mountains, showing the avenues in the mountains and the location of Fort Selfindi. The Fogwind Valley is also marked on the map, and Fort Selfendi is just northwest of the Fogdy Valley, but it doesn't seem to be close.