Tonight, Arecio was about to indulge himself a little in the thoughts of the past when he heard the sound of the light brain. After hesitating for a moment, I was afraid that the relevant personnel of the nursery center were in a hurry to find him late at night.
[Ruzius: I feel like you are looking at my vegetable patch.]
Arecio: ? ?
He was so startled that he almost dropped his brain.
[Ruzius: Did you almost drop your light brain?]
If it wasn't impossible, Arecio would really suspect that a neuropathy had installed a monitor in his room!
[Ruzius: I'm at your door, open the door.]
What the hell is this trio! If it weren't for Arecio's strong psychological endurance, I'm afraid he would have been shot on the spot!
He opened the door, the neurotic stood outside with a tray, and naturally walked in through the gap formed by his side. The aroma of the sweet soup floated lingeringly, dispelling the cold in the room. Alessio watched the saint sit down on the fleece blanket in the middle of his room, put down the tray, and patted the seat next to him.
"Why, I guessed it right? You really planned to do something wrong with my dish just now, and you were so scared that you almost lost your mind when I found out?"
"No!" Arecio's mouth was stubborn, but he couldn't resist the temptation of the sweet soup, so he sat down beside the lunatic. The lunatic took a spoon and filled himself a bowl, and then left the whole pot that was no longer hot to Arecio.
Arecio: "… "
It seems that the neuropathy has a clear understanding of his appetite.
"Why do you suddenly remember to make a late-night snack?" Arecio held the pot, a little puzzled.
"Because I recall good things, I want to celebrate."
He remembered Arresi at many carnivals, smiling at him in the loud music and laughter, in the splendid lights and plays.
"Are you still reminiscing in the middle of the night?" Arecio was a little shocked, he didn't expect the neuropathy to be so diligent.
"Remembering these things is like a dream to me, especially..." The saint gave Arecio a deep look and didn't continue speaking, but Arecio seemed to understand what he meant, and his eyelashes blinked. , the hand holding the spoon tightened.
"Especially... what?"
He asked, subconsciously lowering his voice, lest he be disturbed.
"Especially..." The neuropathy was here, took a sip of the soup with a spoon, seemed to think it tasted good, and took another sip.
"… "
Arecio wants to slap him with the bottom of the pot!
"I just want to explain that it is not a painful thing for me to regain that memory... In fact, I can't understand a bit." The saint raised his eyes, "I admit that my thinking is sometimes different from ordinary people..."
When he said this, he met Arecio's eyes and quickly changed his tune.
"Most of the time it's different from ordinary people."
That's right.
"But I always feel that, far from being insane, you always call me that." He showed a troubled expression, "Could it be that something happened later, it's hard for me to imagine myself going crazy. "
The same as the proof, he asked further.
"Alessi, when do you think I started going completely crazy?"
Arecio's hair explodes when he thinks about this question!
"How do I know? I'm not with you all the time. How can I know when you got sick?"
It seems that after he became insane, it caused quite a deep psychological shadow to Arecio. That's right, at the beginning of his recovery from the coffin, Arecio was very wary of him, and he gradually got along with him to become what he is today. He remembered that he had torn up a certain covenant and made Arecio angry, and seemed to have made some outrageous actions, such as tongue...
"I don't mean to blame you, I just want to analyze it together." Ruzius's tone was gentle, and Arecio, who was about to explode, gradually calmed down in his words. He was actually a little curious as to when the neuropathy was stimulated.
"There are roughly three things that can shake me, I guess."
Rutius took out three pieces of fruit from the sweet soup and placed one on a spoon.
"The first thing, the shaking of faith in the temple, which we experienced before we left the conservation center. We discovered the thousand-year plan of the temple to destroy the three pillars. Good and evil were reversed. I admit, I was It really took a big hit.”
He handed the spoon forward, and Arecio ate the fruit in one bite, chewing and asking with his eyes, "And then?"
"The second thing, the prophecy of the fire and rain. Don't be surprised, as far as I am concerned, I am still a human being, or a creature that lives on the world. If I learn that the world will be destroyed, it is impossible not to care."
Arecio ate the second piece of fruit and motioned him to continue. Ruzius scooped up the third piece from a savory scoop. Arecio stretched out his head and wanted to take a sip, but Ruzius put the spoon back.
"... playing tricks on me?"
"No, I want to confirm with you a little about the third thing." He looked directly at Arecio with a solemn expression in his sky-colored pupils.
"Has anything major happened to you?"
ask him? Arecio looked inexplicable, what does this have to do with him? It wasn't him who became neurotic. Shouldn't the neuropath be reminded of important events that happened
The neuropathy was exceptionally persistent this time.
"You recall the big things that happened to you, such as not leaving the castle for a few months."
"It doesn't matter, right?" Arecio felt unreliable, "We basically meet once a year, just at the carnival, and there may be occasional private gatherings, only three or four times a year. Moon doesn't see you or doesn't leave the castle, that's a lot."
He continued, "Besides, I am a three-generation blood family, it is difficult for anyone to threaten me, what can I do..."
He stopped, and the saint's pupils flickered slightly.
"Looks like you remembered something."
Arecio opened his mouth, but the Holy One brought the third piece of fruit to his mouth. Arecio subconsciously opened his mouth to eat, his eyes were still a little blank, he chewed a few times and swallowed the fruit, and hurriedly wanted to speak.
"I… "
"Don't tell me directly, didn't you say it at the beginning, hope I can remember it a little bit?" The saint smiled lightly, "It doesn't matter, I don't care about such a little time, it may be better to remember it slowly. ."
Seeing that Arecio had finished eating, he put away the pot and bowl, got up, and went to bed when he was ready. Arecio followed him until he reached the door, and he saw the saint holding the pot turn around. Even with such a life-like posture, the saint can still be called awe-inspiring.
"Go to bed early and go to work tomorrow."
After a pause, he said slowly.
"Didn't I just say that some memories are like dreams? I found that you are in these memories." He lowered his eyes and said softly, "You are the exception outside the temple, whether it was me and you privately ten thousand years ago. meeting here, exchanging those deviant ideas, or now, I talk to you, and explore common topics..."
"For me, it's all like a dream."
"Even though more and more suffering may come to us as the memory advances, but Aresi, we are free now. What we have done may constitute a corner of the world today. "
"I won't forget this, and I hope you don't, so don't feel guilty about me who keeps on remembering."
"Everything is what I want to think of, and I want to think of you."
After he finished speaking, he was about to turn around and leave when the blood clan suddenly stopped him behind him.
"Nerve... Luzius." The blood clan called his name, hesitated for a while, but overcame shyness and said it.
"Even if it's me who lost my memory, I'm willing to remember." He raised his head, his dark rose pupils were bright with a hint of shame, "I'd also like to think of you, and make it a blessing like a dream. "
The saint's eyes slowly widened, and suddenly, he approached the side of Arecio's neck. The expression captured by Arecio at that moment almost made Arecio think that the other party is about to show his fangs and take the opportunity to hunt his blood clan.
However, the neurotic acted very restrained, just let his breath blow on the tip of Arecio's ears, and then said softly after Arecio suddenly became nervous.
"Good night."
He went downstairs, and Arecio froze for a while, lowered his head to hide his hot cheeks, and hammered the door frame.
The process of Ruzius going downstairs was smooth, but when he passed the restaurant, he had to put the pot and bowl on the table next to him. He looked at his fingertips, his fingertips trembled slightly. Temple hunters have always undergone rigorous training, and his hand should remain steady even when he was dying.
But now, he was shaking.
The chill climbed up his back, and he tried to get rid of the thought, but the thought still lingered in his mind. He couldn't help thinking, after proving the evil of the temple and knowing that the rain of fire was coming, what overwhelmed him who could have been able to support him.
It can only be Aresi, it can only be that something happened to Aresi.
Is it Shenmian? Did Aresi announce that he was going to sleep? That's fine, he'll go to Blood Moon Castle, knock the coffin with his own hands, and sit up from inside in surprise or anger watching his fate.
Is the temple going to appoint new hunters? That doesn't matter, he has thousands of ways to make this hunter who stepped in the middle die on the road, and it is impossible to even see Arecio.
what is that
He didn't dare to think about it, but his thoughts rushed in that direction. When the last thought came to an end, he held his trembling left hand with his right hand.
Death news, only death news.
Arecio's death.
Perhaps he was thinking in a negative direction, and his dreams, his old notes, slowly began to seep this ominous shadow over the next few days.
In the dream, he returned to the village where he lived when he was a child. After coming into contact with Arecio, he also showed tolerance to other dark creatures to a certain extent. But in the hidden cave, he did not find the old water demon, and only saw some scattered star shells under the water.
He had some regrets, but he didn't take it to heart, he still did his own thing and took his own notes.
[On the routine collective divination day of the temple, the results of Noah's divination were once again irrelevant. He is too bad, and I am worried that the temple will clear him. At that time, I need to stand up, and the price may be that I will pay for his future living expenses.]
[It turns out that food does not affect his relationship, and he has a good relationship with star actresses.]
[After checking the classics, it seems that the water demon will not move easily. Is that water demon a special case?]
[Going to an area that should not be gone, being reprimanded, and confinement for three days.]
[The teacher gave me a few assignments. This month, there seem to be a lot of such assignments.]
[I have asked other hunters, only I have added quests?]
[Alessi has been very busy recently, and the shadow bat I released can't find him. He told me in advance that the blood race might have civil strife. I am mentally prepared. I hope not to wait until next year, and hope that he will not sleep in the coffin. Wake up, I'm looking forward to this year's carnival.]
[Inside the temple, there is something hidden from me.]
[… I learned about that, all.]
[…]
[I saw Aresi again, he looked tired, he was injured.]
[He said to me, never open real wings again, because it really hurts.]
[…]
[Although that is not my responsibility, but...]
[I really want to kill Theo.]