What should a barbarian be like? First of all, we must be human, but there are big cultural differences. There are things that normal people in normal environments can't do, and they are proficient in everything. For example, there is a life-and-death struggle between husband and wife - the civilized man uses the sword with the honey belly, and the barbarian chooses the sword more directly.

Cybertron and Denisha were saved, but to be honest, the two Bourkeso men lost a hand and a foot, respectively. It bleeds incessantly in the snow and ice, and the necrotic part extends to the legs and arms.

Theoretically, this rhythm is to end the scattered flowers, and the general joy is running. But after the end of the war, both survived.

At this moment, the two are still lying together.

"It's a strange feeling, what should I do in the future?" Cybertron lay on the bed, not turning his head to look at Denissa. Anyway, all kinds of trauma on his body now makes him very weak: "Hey, talk." ”

"Didn't you find your hands and feet?" Denisha lay on the bed indifferently, and at the moment she looked very flat.

"Yes, yours and mine have found more—four ice mounds, and it's impossible to pick them up again. Cybertron laughed, and then his face immediately became stern, "Isn't it possible to use it to cook...... No, no, no...... No, I can't make that kind of joke anymore...... I've noticed that even I'm not mentally normal lately!-what's wrong with everyone lately?, especially myself...... cough cough cough ......"

"Don't get excited, don't get excited—this mortal wound will take a while for even a Bourkeso to recover. Denisha lay flat on the bed, her eyes closed: "It feels really strange, something is missing." ”

“...... Don't you say it's so comfortable, okay?It seems that you can only contact Goblin Technology...... No, neither the goblin nor the dwarven technology in this world is reliable. Do you have a prosthetic limb or something...... Alas...... Have I been crazy lately, why do you take me seriously when you provoke me?"

Cybertron covered his face and said with his only remaining hand: "More than ten years of hard work have been in vain, and you and I have completely lost our qualifications as Bourkeso...... We can't fight anymore. ”

This sentence is a bit dull.

"What can you tell me all this for? Now the two of us are talking calmly like ordinary people. Then we still have a P between us?"

"Well, it doesn't make sense for you to ask, if that's the case. Wouldn't it be nice for the Immortal King to kill all the enemies he encountered at the beginning? What is the point of fighting? -- The battle itself is the meaning. "Denisa's mindset is simple and violent. Maybe sometimes it's extreme.

"I now think you're qualified even as my fiancé. ”

“...... Dear Miss Denisa, are you a masochist?" Cybertron struggled to find the word masochist in another world, so he used the simplest translation of it: "You like to be brutally abused to feel physical and psychological?—your hands and legs are gone! The necrotic place has been sawn alive with a saw. Mine is the same, I ask, what can we ......."

"Well, masochist...... in the other world...... Or the word that came to Denissa's mind for the first time, she nodded, "Aren't we Bourkeso all masochists?" Moreover, it is now an infinite improvement. Aha, I don't care if you kill me now! It's perfect to have someone like this around. ”

“...... Crazy, can you be in your right mind?"

"I'm normal. ”

"People who say that are crazy!"

"Then I'm going to ask you - are you crazy?"

“...... Denisha, when did you become so smart and learn to block both ends?"

"As a Bourkeso, you look down on the intelligence of the Bourkeso, which makes me think that you are a 'traitor' or a thief. ”

"I ......!!!!"

Two disabled people are talking nonsense to each other – but honestly, it's traumatic.

Cybertron sometimes asks himself, what did he do when he crossed over to another world? Why did he seem to be on the right track, but he was beaten back to his original form? When he was a child, he told his mother that he wanted to cultivate fighting spirit and make muskets, and he was beaten almost again. It's good now, I'm about to enter the journey of otherworldly hegemony when I grow up, but now I'm a cripple.

Alas......

At home, my mother counted herself, and when she grew up, the leader counted herself, and finally the leader was hit by a comet and had to save herself, and after saving her daughter-in-law, she counted herself down - so violent.

A fire is lit in the quiet room to make the room a little warmer. In fact, this is nothing to the Bourkeso people, but they are seriously injured and a little different. This room looked a little familiar, but only slightly familiar—on this large double bed, on which were Sabotan and Denisha lying on the left and right.

"Cybertron!—are you awake?"

The door was kicked open, and before Cybertron could sense someone outside the door - it seemed that the severe injury had dulled his senses.

"How does it feel? My crippled fiancé?" Should I put on a very, very appropriate and popular scene now--divorce?" Pandaragon gritted his teeth and walked up to Cybertron, pinching his face and saying, "I heard that you woke up and I'll see if you're dead—yes, not dead yet?"

"Hey, hey, I can't beat you now, but please don't pinch it, it hurts. Cybertron protested.

"You haven't been able to beat me all this time - forget it. Pandaragon looked at Cybertron and smiled wryly, "I don't even know what expression to put on you now." You madman...... There's another one that's crazy too. I'm thinking about killing you right now. Even if you're in the best shape, it's the same!"

"That's a shame - but if you really say [quitting], it's something that makes me happy. ”

Denisha calmly said to Pandaragon, "Then the next thing really becomes a matter between me and Cybertron. Don't worry, now he and I are able to live on our own. Even if it's missing a hand, it's missing a leg. We're also much stronger than normal people—"

“...... You can really say that, Denisha, don't you know if you've been tricked?" Pandaragon sighed, and pinched Denisa's face with his left hand, "You've cut Cybertron's pretty face—hey, hey, I said you've been tricked, do you know it?

“...... What?"

"Forget it, don't be surprised by what happens next. It's all very 'normal' - in my opinion, it's 'normal' compared to two fool-like guys falling in love and killing each other. Pandaragon found a chair and sat down: "Well, let's look down—what has happened since I came to Canafon is more strange than all the things that have happened to me in a thousand years combined!"