In front of Gregory's grave, Richard took the mysterious wizard's broken head and placed it on the tombstone.
Pandora stood, staring blankly, distracted for a long time.
The winter sun slowly rises from the east, like a goose egg yolk, shining redly on the hilltop, Pandora's face, and Richard's eyes.
Richard narrowed his eyes subconsciously, glanced at the sun, turned to look at Pandora, and said, "Let's go."
Pandora's dull gaze finally changed, and she turned to look at Richard, as if asking something, but made no sound.
Richard met Pandora's gaze and wanted to say something, but in the end he shook his head, sighed softly, and said, "Let's go."
Pandora watched Richard stand up, nodded after thinking for a while, and replied seriously: "Yes."
Turning around, two figures, one large and one small, walked down the mountain under the sunlight of winter, and faint sounds kept coming.
"Richard..."
"Um?"
"Will you always carry me with you, not like Gregory."
"As long as you obey."
"Oh..." After a long silence, he firmly objected, "No! I don't even listen to what Gregory said, so I don't want to listen to you!"
"That's up to you, but it's getting late now. We have to hurry up and hurry up, so we have to leave quickly, do you understand?"
"profound."
The sound faded away.
…
Next to the pool at the foot of the hill.
Many animals were lining up to drink water, and after a while it was the wild boar's turn.
The wild boar, with its nose still a little crooked, walked to the edge of the pool, lowered its head and took a deep drink of the water. The sweet but cold feeling quickly filled its body, making it shiver uncontrollably.
After drinking the water, he turned his head and looked to the side, watching the two figures in the distance walking further and further away without even turning his head to look at them. The wild boar couldn't help but "snort".
It is a heroic wild boar!
Without it, how could those two people be where they are now
Those two people walked away without even looking back, without even saying hello! It's too... too much!
It's simply heartless and cold-blooded! Who does it line up so hard to show? Is it true that no matter how long the queue is in the future, no one will come to rub its mane
I'm so angry!
The wild boar was furious at this moment, extremely angry.
The wild boar said that it wanted revenge. It no longer wanted to be a heroic wild boar, it wanted to be an evil wild boar!
Yes, evil boar!
The evil starts from now, starting from small things. It will now donate to other animals who are still waiting in line, and it will donate the amount that was not donated before!
Turning his head, he hummed and looked at the animals still queuing up.
The wild boar's eyes first fell on a monkey, and then he shook his head. Forget it, this monkey has been sick for a long time. It's hard to say whether he can survive this winter. His majestic hero... um, an evil wild boar is going to bully the other party? What a shame!
Turning his head, the wild boar looked at a wild deer and shook his head. Forget it, this wild deer has never provoked it. Every time it took a detour, and once it was given the opportunity to drink water in advance. It was impossible to repay kindness with enmity. Although it wants to be an evil boar, it is also an evil boar with principles.
Turning his head, the wild boar looked at a black bear, then snorted and decided: This is it!
This big stupid bear has been unpleasant to look at since a long time ago. Not only did he drink more water than he drank every time, but he gave up and didn't join in the joint attack on that guy in black robe before. He must teach him a lesson!
"Hmm hum hum!"
The wild boar kicked its feet hard and hit the black bear in the team with great force.
then…
"Bang! squeak!"
The wild boar screamed in pain, his heart aching with pain, and he thought slowly that the injury to his nose was not healed yet.
this…
The sun was gradually getting higher. The wild boar looked at the bright sunshine and felt as if its nose was about to fall off. Its eyes couldn't help but feel moist. Why was its life as a pig so difficult
Hum hum hum…
…
At the same time, in a palace somewhere in the world.
The main bedroom of the palace.
Bright light passed through the window and fell on the soft bed in the room. On the big bed, under the soft velvet quilt, there was a young nobleman... or rather a prince, sleeping beautifully.
The sunlight shone on his eyelids, causing him to frown subconsciously. After a moment, he opened his eyes and looked around in confusion. Then he thought of something, his eyes widened suddenly, he sat up suddenly and looked around. The muscles on his face began to twitch extremely unnaturally, and his lips trembled, as if he had done something extremely regretful.
In the corner of the palace bedroom, two maids looked at His Highness the Prince's reaction and felt a little strange, but they still walked up gently, ready to help the Prince get up, get dressed, and have breakfast.
As a prince, Gro noticed the maid's intention and frowned into a knot. He sighed deeply, scratched his head vigorously, then waved his hands irritably, and drove the two maids out. After doing this, he collapsed on the bed as if his whole body had lost all strength, with a look of defeat on his face.
"Again... failed again, and... fell asleep again!" Groo murmured, "It has been several days, and I have tried dozens of times. Except for five times, the rest have failed. They are all asleep! Meditate, meditate, I know it is to keep my consciousness awake while forgetting the body, but... But why can't I always keep it
Alas, do I... do I really not have the talent to become a wizard? After using potions, the chance of successful meditation is less than one tenth. If this continues, I'm afraid... I'm afraid that before I master meditation, the potions will be used up early, right? "
As he spoke, Gro hurriedly got up from the bed, found a medicine bottle in a gold-inlaid wooden box beside the bed, shook it slightly, and found that there was indeed not much left.
Sighing again, he carefully put the potion bottle away. With his messy hair on his head, Gro opened the bedroom door and walked out. After a while, he met a guard running towards him and told him that the king was coming.
"Brother?" Gro could not help but be stunned for a moment, his tone was a little confused, but then turned cold, "He... what is he doing here!"
"Your Highness, His Majesty the King did not say..." the guard said carefully.
Gro, who was already in a bad mood, was cast into a shadow again at this moment. He waved the guard to get out of the way and continued walking forward into the reception room.
After a while, after seeing off the new king who came to visit in a private capacity, Gro's mood became even worse. It wasn't because the new king had any ill intentions. In fact, the eldest brother, who was nearly twenty years older than him, greeted him with greetings without any harshness. He also kindly told him that there was no need to worry about the territory, and the title would be conferred, but due to various problems in the kingdom, he would have to wait for a while, and hoped that he would not be anxious or think too much.
Regarding these, Gro said that he had been informed in advance. And now, when everything seems to be going according to plan, Gro can't help but feel a huge sense of decadence, and even he doesn't know why.
After being stunned in the corridor for a long time, Gro turned and walked to the side, twisting and turning all the way into the study.