On the dining table on the right side of the big tent, a delicious dinner has been set up, exuding a tempting aroma.
Fei could tell that the young man was obviously very hungry and his lips were dry, and Fei had already let the little guy eat by himself before, but during the time before he entered the big tent, he still held back. From these details, some qualities of the little guy can be reflected. Perhaps this is one of the reasons why Fei likes this disabled boy.
"Let's have something to eat first."
Fei helped Deisler to the dining table, poured him a full glass of milk, brought some fresh porridge, and said with a smile: "If you don't mind, then talk about what happened before while eating, I want to know when you and those villagers settled on this small island."
Desler held the cup tightly with pale and thin fingers, quietly finished the cup of steaming milk, and licked the milk stains from the corner of his mouth.
After eating, he seemed to be refreshed and regained some vitality, and there was a trace of blood on his pale face, and he said slowly: "Thank you, honorable lord, my name is Desler , Buenos? Desler, I have lived on this island since I was born... "
My name is Deisler.
Buenos? Deisler.
As long as I can remember, I have lived on this island known as [Blood Crime].
In everyone's description, [Blood Crime] is a safe paradise, beautiful, like a fairyland, where you can avoid the disaster that has been hanging over the heads of the tribe.
Unfortunately, I have never been able to really take a look at this extremely beautiful island in everyone's mouth. I have never been able to take a look at the soft and comfortable white sand inlaid with colorful shells described by my partners. I don't even know that I have been taking good care of myself. What does Uncle Belletti look like? I don’t know what my future little wife, who is said to be advertised from more than 60 girls on the island, looks like. Is she as beautiful, kind and gentle as my friends said? passionate!
Because, I am a blind person.
From the moment I was born, I was doomed to live my life in the darkness.
If I'm just a blind man, maybe the curse on me is not too much.
I have other options.
Unfortunately, when I was one year old, I knew that besides my blindness, I was born with a waste body - even a person with mediocre talent has a certain number of battle qi passages or magic passages that can be cultivated. The existence of channels makes it possible to practice martial arts, but there is not even one such channel in my body, and everything is stagnant.
This means that I am not only a blind person, but also an extremely mediocre blind person who is doomed to miss martial arts for the rest of his life.
God, treat me too harshly.
If it were any other place, a cripple like me would have been thrown into the wilderness to feed the wild beasts long before I learned to speak
So the only luck is that I was given the great and honorable surname 'Buenos' from the moment I was born.
My shoulders bear the last trace of blood of the legendary human race's greatest hero, the Buenos family.
I am the patriarch of the entire [Blood Crime] island, I have been since birth.
Before everyone moved to this island, my father had already died in a certain fierce battle, and my mother, it is said, also died of dystocia in order to give birth to me. Except for me who was an orphan, the other two on the island More than a thousand people are the retinues and servants of the Buenos family, as well as the descendants of the retinues and servants—including Uncle Belletti, who is called the number one expert in the family.
They are the most honorable and loyal warriors, elders, friends and relatives in this world.
As a waste material, I no longer enjoy the love and care of everyone all the time.
I could tell that it was genuine affection from the heart, not fake or pity.
[Blood Crime] Everyone on the island is caring for me and meeting my every request. Uncle Belletti tried his best and made countless sacrifices to help me restore the power channel in my body, so that I It is possible to become a warrior... but all attempts have failed.
I also once felt hopeless about my own life.
It took me ten years to calmly accept the curse of fate.
Then it took the next four years to get to know the world.
In my fourteen-year-old life, I have completed these two things that other people of the same age can complete in a year or even half a year.
Gradually, I can feel the happiness that others cannot understand, discover things that others cannot, and capture the fleeting light in the endless and eternal darkness.
People say I'm born wise.
Said that if I was not born with a disability, I might become an unparalleled big shot in the world.
Their tone was full of regret and pity.
They found for me the most beautiful, intelligent, and gifted girl in the clan, as my fiancée, and after my 18-year-old coming-of-age ceremony, I will marry this girl. You can have children, you can continue the blood of the Buenos surname, and dispel the cloud that hangs over everyone's hearts.
I'm just a poor tool to continue the bloodline
No, I don't think so.
These are my responsibilities, my mission, and my glory... and it is the greatest thing that a waste wood like me can accomplish, just like my friends on the island, for a The surname that is almost submerged in the dust of history is like pouring the lives of itself and its descendants into me alone.
Why be extra greedy
Why demand more
I am very satisfied.
However, the curse of fate on me seems to never end.
Bad luck struck again.
At sunset, a demon that has never appeared before climbed onto the island from the beautiful beach and broke through the village. The elders and friends who lived together day and night died tragically in the hands of the demon. Uncle Belletti, who is extremely powerful, could not repel these A terrible demon, he can only abandon everyone with tears in his eyes, and lead the strongest warrior in the village to protect me and run away...
Unfortunately, in the end, the demons still caught up.
We're at a dead end.
I can't see it, but I can feel Uncle Belletti's grief.
Could it be that the gods in the sky really hated the name of Buenos so much, or did they cast so many curses because of fear, and insisted on making this bloodline extinct
Who knew that at this moment, an unrivaled God of War descended.
Kill all the sea people and turn the tide...
Quietly listening to Deisler finish telling his own story with an extremely calm and calm demeanor, Fei looked at this thin and pale young man with eyes full of sympathy and pity.
A boy who is only fourteen years old, what kind of weight he has endured in his past life, yet he still calmly faces the rough and unfair fate, faces everything with a smile, such a noble soul, such a His firm character, even a lot of tough guys can't bear it, right
If he can practice martial arts, such a strong person in life will definitely become a generation of martial arts pinnacle masters, right
What a pity.
"Let me take a look at the power channel in your body, maybe there is another way to help you recast the path of martial arts."
With a heart to give it a try, Fei put his fingers lightly on Deisler's wrist, and a golden force gently poured into the young man's body to check his physical condition.