Louis made a difficult decision after Gal ran out in a frenzy—he decided to hand over the matter to Archbishop Al, who was in the underground palace. Your Excellency, it makes him feel a little weird.
Hmm, what's wrong
And Carlos is urging Kevin to run away from home.
"It's nothing." It is conceivable that if Carlos becomes the instructor of the temple one day, he will probably turn it into a distribution center for truant children, "You are almost eleven years old. When I was your age, at least I practiced Come up with six routes to sneak out without getting caught."
Kevin just looked at him quietly, smiling like a shy little girl: "My mother won't agree."
"If your mother agrees, then don't call him a runaway man." Carlos sighed, he looked up, and found that when they were talking, there were also nurses nearby to take care of them.
It is said that Kevin was congenitally deficient for some reason when he was born, and spent nearly half a year in the hospital every year.
"You did a good job on Christmas Eve, planning for a long time?" Carlos patted his head lightly, it was so fluffy, he felt like he was petting a bird born with deformed wings, forever They can only live in a small nest, looking enviously at their companions and the sky.
"Every Christmas Eve, my parents will go out to socialize," Kevin said with some embarrassment. "This is the first time I have traveled far away, and I scared the nurse half to death. I notified my father temporarily and interrupted his work. Next time I dare not."
Carlos is very self-aware and understands that his adolescence when he was exposed to the house is completely useless as a reference, but boys of this age... must be more lively and noisy than others, right? The eleven-year-old boy's greatest interest is reading, and he sits quietly for an entire afternoon - Carlos recalled that Kevin was the second such person he knew.
Hmm... The first one is a weird one, so let's not mention it.
There are some things that Carlos didn't understand very well at first. It wasn't until he saw the personal book that he vaguely understood how important the inheritance of the memory guarded by Klesto is. It is recognized that he is a Krystal rather than a human being, otherwise the close blood relationship is useless, such as Kevin's uncle.
When Aldo said that they stood at the junction of light and dark, he didn't just mean it literally.
The world in which human beings live has been a battlefield since a long time ago. Those animals and plants that depend on sunlight to survive, and the dark race that feed on these "sunshine" creatures are constantly fighting with each other. And Klesto is the balance among them, but people have always believed that they hold the key to the war.
Thirteen hundred years ago, the mysterious Krystal did not appear until the last moment of the war, and chose to put the biggest bet on the side of the temple. Their defection directly led to the tilt of the anxious battle situation, if it were not like this However, Parola would not be desperate to bring his Difu followers into the temple and fall into the trap of their forbidden technique.
Carlos knows that Kevin's dream is a way of inheritance, called "natural enlightenment", but according to the human skin book, this process usually starts from adulthood, and it is very rare to start enlightenment at the age of eleven. .
He knew this kid would have a great future.
And the damage of the enchantment seems to indicate something. Carlos can't ignore the sense of crisis that comes from his instinct. From his standpoint, of course he hopes that Kleisto can still stand on the side of the temple this time, but...
He glanced at Kevin, but ultimately said nothing—he was a kid who didn't understand anything, Carlos thought, and that wasn't fair.
The man adjusted his expression as if nothing had happened, and showed a bright smile: "Let's go, little nerd, I'll show you something interesting."
Carlos is really a master at finding fun. It wasn't until noon that the boy reluctantly untied the rope on the little sparrow's legs, let the bird caught by them go, looked up at Carlos and asked, "Will you be in the future?" Come play with me?"
"Of course." Carlos picked him up and twirled him in the air, and Kevin squealed happily.
"One more and one more!" He grabbed Carlos's clothes and said expectantly, "It's like a roller coaster. I've never been on a roller coaster. Next time, can you take me away from home and go to the playground?" ?”
"Well," Carlos made him spin in the air again, then gently put the boy on the ground, bent down, pressed his head, and said vividly, "If I can figure out the direction."
Kevin laughed.
"Okay, I promise..."
Carlos' words came to an abrupt end here, as if he had sensed something, he suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the door—a strange man appeared there at some point.
That is an indescribable man who is beyond all the languages of the world.
"Wow..." Kevin exclaimed softly.
The stranger laughed. This smile made everyone who saw it feel as if they were hit hard in the heart. It seemed that there was a mysterious power. At that moment, it aroused the warmest and most beautiful memories buried in people's hearts.
Carlos felt that his waist was hit by the beauty, and he managed to regain his composure. He pushed Kevin, who was in a daze, behind him, and put one hand on his sword hilt: "Who are you?"
The stranger stretched out his hand, feeling the air in front of him, and Carlos noticed that there was no focus in his amazingly beautiful eyes, and he was blind.
"Ah," the other party sighed softly, "a hunter."
The sound of rapid brakes sounded at the door, Gal jumped out of the car in a hurry, and shouted: "Carl!"
In a blink of an eye, Carlos guessed a possibility. He raised his hand to Gal, stopped his footsteps, and then slightly bowed to the blind man—he had no doubt that the other party would "see" him in some way , being polite while maintaining sufficient vigilance: "Priest of Krystal."
Gal saw the man's groping movements, and immediately opened the email on his mobile phone. He matched the picture of the man sent to him by the people in the network group, and interjected with a frown: "Mr. Douglas, we have reasons to believe that you are currently in some kind of situation. In unknown danger, if possible, please... "
"Duraludo." Mr. Douglas interrupted him gently, and Gal noticed that when he said this, he pronounced it very much like the way Carlos used it when he summoned the crystal leaves in Mr. Watson's ward , like a song that is contained in the throat and cannot be lingered, but it is slightly different from the counterfeit parallel version of Carlos, as if it contains some kind of magical power that can disturb people's mind.
Douglas took two steps forward, his fingers groping in the air kept flexing and stretching, as if he was grasping something.
"Durarudo—the shadow demon from the deep sea." Mr. Douglas suddenly smiled, "Not only humans, but even Difu have been closed for a thousand years, losing their sharpness and the instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages. So is enchantment really a good thing? I really don’t know how to comment on this.”
He went straight to Carlos and Kevin, and even reached out his hand to cover Carlos's face in a rude manner—Carlos finally couldn't help but took a small step back with the sword in his hand, he Even blushed.
Therefore, for men, hue is indeed a more powerful weapon than violence—whether it is a hero or a bear, it can be served in one pot.
"Huh?" Mr. Douglas tilted his head slightly. "It's strange. I seem to have seen you."
It sounded like a poor pick-up, and Carlos could hear his own heartbeat... especially when he found that the informal Mr. Douglas was trying to get a sniff of him.
I just took a casual shower with cold water, and didn't even think about using body wash—this was the only sentence in Carlos's mind that didn't stop halfway and successfully worked out.
This is a bit outrageous...
Gal finally had enough of seeing it, strode over and pulled away Carlos, who was already in a nympho state, and glared at him with a livid face—Okay, wipe your drool quickly, don't be like a pervert !
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Douglas suddenly showed an expression of enlightenment: "Young son of the Flaret family, yes, I remember you, the past years are too long."
Carlos froze for a moment, woke up from the hormones, and immediately understood—unlike ordinary Krystal people who only accept natural enlightenment, Krystal priests also have a special human body inheritance. At the end of the journey, they pass on the experience of their life to the next person.
If it is said that the past forged a person's present, then in fact, according to human understanding, in a sense, Priest Kleisto has been a person from ancient times to the present.
An old man who remembers tens of thousands of years and drastic changes.
Carlos recalled a name, which made him smile nostalgicly: "Yes, long time no see, Mr. Heigl, thank you for your help."
He called an unfamiliar name, but Mr. Douglas responded calmly.
"It's nothing, you're the first person I've ever seen who crossed Death Valley alone on foot, it's very impressive." He still said softly in that special tone, "But my... who doesn't know how many generations My predecessor, Heigl, is dead, and I don't think it's a good idea for you to use this outdated code name to make friends with me."
Carlos didn't feel embarrassed when he was seen through the small thoughts, and he pulled down the brim of his hat. He said: "Even if I'm just a wandering hunter, I have my own position, and I sincerely hope that I can win another one for mankind again." A pivotal ally, what do you think?"
Mr. Douglas was silent for a while: "No, young man."
Then, he showed a seemingly contemptuous smile: "I don't know why and how you came here, but since it is you, you should understand that Klesto is the guardian of neutrality, and if you can The moment we see the outcome, we will never make any choices."
This time Gal also understood. He frowned and asked sharply, "Even if the shadow demon hurt your people?"
Douglas turned his head in his direction, as if he could "see".
"Even if someone dies because of 'secret', that is his inescapable fate." Mr. Douglas said indifferently like a magic stick, "We don't change the trend of the entire race because of one person, hunters , we do not have your peculiar worldview, nor do we have the so-called compatriot feelings, for Krystal, the only important thing is inheritance."
"So you are just speculators in the war." Carlos shrugged indifferently, and said almost rudely, he seemed not at all worried about angering the mysterious man in front of him, "Seriously, Mr. Heigl, I have been I think Krystal is a bit too contrived-people like you, even if you don't hide yourself and often make a toilet advertisement on the big screen in the department store in downtown Sarah State, there will be no such thing in human history. Leave no record of yourselves—for you have no great feats to speak of."
Mr. Douglas frowned pitifully.
Carlos finally showed a cold look in his eyes that were still bubbling with nympho just now, and said rather casually: "Okay, when you can see the result clearly - I hope you don't have that... what kind of disease is that?" Goal? Near-sightedness or near-sightedness?"
Gal: "..."
Well, the young man who rushed here thought to himself, Carlos also has things he is not good at, for example, he is definitely not suitable for negotiating—this guy is really impatient, if he can’t handle a few words, let him play by himself .
The green-eyed man turned to the priest of the mysterious clan, his face suddenly sank: "But I'm sorry, I'm afraid I don't agree with you taking Kevin away."
"You know..." Douglas was taken aback for a moment, and then his face loosened a little as he remembered something, "Oh yes, you are a lucky young man who has witnessed Heigl's legacy."
He parted the soft hair on his forehead, and revealed a light gray mark there: "This is the mark of death. When it turns dark gray, my memory will turn into a crystal leaf. Before that, I must find my successor—but Mr. Flarret, even if we have worked together, it doesn't mean you have the right to meddle in the affairs of our clan."
"Aha." Carlos pushed Kevin into Gal's arms, flexed his wrist, and said very bachelorly, "So you want to fight? To be honest, I really don't know your chances of winning." Pessimistic, since I really don't see any importance in those old memories."
His eyes darkened, and he locked onto Mr. Douglas's pretty face: "It's so important that you can deprive a child of the right to complete body."