Kevin gently let go of Carlos, and nodded to Aldo who was standing behind the crowd: "Archbishop, it's the second time we meet, I hope you brought a new contract."
Aldo was very displeased with Kevin's sticky behavior—accepting the inheritance, he is no longer a child, but an old monster who has lived for 1,800 years, wearing a child's shell, and his soul is uncertain and chaotic. Tender
But after all, he didn't show it. He just walked over and held Carlos' shoulder, and gently pulled him into his arms. The shoulders of the two touched lightly, chatting for comfort, and then let go.
Then he took out a piece of paper from his coat pocket, and said politely and business-like: "This is the second contract, there are some slight changes, if you have any comments, we can still discuss it."
Amy was taken aback. He left Aldo alone in the room for more than ten minutes when he went to help dispatch the backup hunters. When he came back, he found that Aldo was fully dressed, and he seemed to have a I was browsing something, and when I saw myself coming, I stuffed it into my pocket.
At the time, Emmy thought it was a hotel flyer or something, but...
Kevin smiled: "If you don't mind, please hold it in your hand. I can just look at it with my eyes. I'm sorry for Archbishop Altar's stuff. Before I'm not sure, I really don't have the guts to take it."
Aldo didn't mind either. He unfolded the paper full of words and brought it in front of Kevin. A complex circle was drawn on the back of the paper. Except for himself, no one present could see it completely. clear.
The atmosphere in the Krystal Temple seemed to have suddenly turned sharply, from the sadness just now to a serious negotiation.
Before Evan recovered from the grief just now, he saw that his sympathetic child had been proficiently testing each other with Aldo, and he almost looked at Carlos in disbelief.
Carlos just stood aside indifferently.
He can have a close personal relationship with everyone, but always remembers his side, and never hesitates when he needs to confirm his position—even if the little guy just said "I like him the most" stickily.
Kevin quickly scanned Aldo's newly drafted contract—from his pensive expression, everyone could probably tell that the "contract" drafted by Aldo, the archbishop who is good at cheating, probably violated the labor law again.
"One day, there will be no living space for any race in the world except human beings." Kevin didn't express his attitude, but just said this.
"Aren't humans bad?" Aldo asked looking into his eyes.
A few hours ago, Kevin was a human child—this sentence almost pierced his heart. After a while, Kevin avoided Aldo's sight and sneered: "In my opinion, people like you Humans are not like that."
Aldo also showed a faint smile on his pale face, and he said indifferently: "To protect a person, you only need to be brave and loyal, but to protect a race, you probably need a 'bad' person like me." People, as a priest of Krystal, I believe that with the blessings of previous seniors, you will also become a... not so good person like me."
Kevin said sharply: "If I say that I need the temple to establish a department dedicated to protecting the interests of the hermits living among human beings, can you make the decision? Former sir?"
Aldo shrugged, and directly stuffed the contract in his hand into Louis' hands: "No, you can talk."
Louis was a little caught off guard, even though he quickly entered the state, he was still stunned for a moment inevitably.
Aldo gave him a slight push on the back, and then said to Kevin meaningfully: "The Krystals are not the only ones who understand the meaning of inheritance."
Even though power used to be extremely important to him, it was all in the past. Sometimes Aldo recalled his obsession at that time, as if everyone recalled their bedwetting and making troubles when they were young, except Apart from being ridiculous, all the unforgettable memories at that time... seem to have faded away.
After the negotiation went on for a full three hours, Louis and Kevin signed the second contract between humans and Krystal on behalf of their respective camps.
Kevin took out a one-foot-square small box and handed it to Louis: "This is the second cooperation, I hope you will not let me down."
They still failed to take the boy away in the end. When they were leaving, Kevin suddenly stopped Carlos: "Carl."
Carlos stopped, and turned around, the exhaustion on his face could hardly be concealed—he hadn't rested for a day or two, whether it was the Shadow Demon's Realm within the Realm or the damned Krystal Temple, they were all unpleasant experience.
Kevin knew that at this moment, he most wanted to slyly say "I made concessions because of you." His fragile, little boy's soul was almost distorted by the oppression of complicated memories. Only by being sad can he prove that a little boy named Kevin Watson really existed, had friends, and someone will miss him forever.
But when the words came to his lips, he finally smiled wryly.
Karl may be sad, but otherwise, he won't believe it, he has always been... just such a warm and ruthless person, there is a bottom line called the temple in his life.
"How is my patron saint, Mr. Brown Bear?" Kevin tilted his head and asked, "Is there any help?"
Carlos squeezed out a smile: "Yeah."
"Then it's up to you to take care of him from now on. He's a hero, so be nice to him," Kevin instructed, adding at the end, "Nice to meet you."
"Me too." Carlos said. When Kevin said this, his tone was so familiar, just like Mr. Heigl's tone.
The little boy who was clamoring to go to the playground is really dead, right
They sadly left the Temple of Krystal on the banks of the Anlan River, which was submerged again by the icy water.
The moment he landed on land, Carlos's strong spirit could no longer hold on. He was stabbed by the light of the morning sun, his pupils shrank violently, and his eyes were followed by darkness. His spirit seemed to be lost with his body suddenly. Liaison, his knees softened uncontrollably, and he fell headfirst.
Aldo was so frightened that his heartbeat stopped for a moment. He grabbed him and almost brought himself down due to excessive force. He took a step aside to stabilize his footsteps: "Amy! Amy Berg!"
Well, let's say he finally "called" Amy once.
"Don't surround him. If you want to watch wild animals and go to the zoo, sick patients are not suitable for providing this service!" Amy waved away the idlers around him impatiently, "And you! Let him take a breath Aldo Do you want to strangle him, sir, by taking it easy?"
Aldo's hands were cold, and after his chest heaved violently, he leaned over and picked up Carlos, put him gently on their car, and unbuttoned a few buttons on his collar.
Amy checked it up and down, then took out a bottle of cold mineral water, soaked a wet towel, and patted Carlos on the face: "Have you lost consciousness at all?"
Carlos' ears were buzzing, and he vaguely knew what was happening around him, but he seemed to be sleepwalking, dazed and unable to wake up. Suddenly being stimulated by something cold, the soul that had left the body in an instant was dragged back a bit. Although he still couldn't open his eyes, he subconsciously made a slight dodging movement.
Aldo wiped off the cold water stains on his face, and gave Amy a bad look.
"Okay, okay." Amy shrugged, "No big problem, collapsed—you know that the damage caused by the world in the world was purely mental damage, and after that, he has been holding on, hardly resting, eat some Just take the medicine and sleep."
Amy carried a lot of medicine with her. She rummaged through the medicine box and found a bottle of dark medicine and handed it to Aldo: "Let him drink this."
Aldo unscrewed the potion bottle, and immediately frowned at the pungent smell of the medicine inside. Every olfactory cell was telling him that the smell of this thing was very outrageous. He tried taking a sip - sure enough.
Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Aldo drank a big mouthful of the potion himself like no one else, and "personally" saved Carlos.
"Oh," said Amy stupidly, "what do I see?"
Louis' face turned green, and he said to a bunch of stupid hunters around him, "What are you still doing? Prepare to evacuate!"
One has no integrity, one has no lower limit, what is the future of the temple? The current chief executive's brain was throbbing with pain, and he felt that if he went on like this, he would really die of cerebral hemorrhage.
And Carlos woke up briefly again, after a sudden brake, he was shaken, and his forehead hit Aldo's hard chest hard.
Aldo immediately stretched out his palm to cover his forehead, covering his eyelashes that trembled a few times, as if they were about to open, and said softly, "It's okay, take the time to rest, you have something to do when you go back."
As soon as these words came out, Carlos immediately lay back on his lap obediently and closed his eyes.
Even after living in this world for quite a while, Carlos seemed to be well adjusted, but his soul was still that of a soldier who had just come off the battlefield, lacking the essence of leisure in his bones. Every minute of rest, every morsel of energy-boosting food, is precious... though here they seem cheap enough to splurge.
He had heard Aldo say similar words countless times: "Hurry up and rest, and replace me later." This made him almost have a conditioned reflex—immediately relax the tension to the maximum extent, and seize all the time to recover his strength .
Aldo looked down at him for a while. Although his expression was still indistinguishable, there was an indescribable peace in his eyes. Then he said to Louis without raising his head, "Can you find a way to go there first?"
They went straight back to Sarah County, passing through the commercial district in the mid-levels, but encountered a traffic jam, the entire road was blocked, and a helpless driver came down and waited aside, and simply ate hamburgers on the side of the road.
Police cars stopped all the way and followed the marchers.
Fortunately, although the people in the parade caused traffic jams to a certain extent, they were relatively civilized under the maintenance of the police all the way. Although the roads were congested, they did not cause much confusion.
Louis showed the work card of the special security department, and immediately got the highest priority with the sentence "emergency mission". Soon, the parade team gave up a passage in an orderly manner under the evacuation of the police.
Aldo stared at these weirdly dressed people and the banners they were holding, and asked, "What are they doing?"
"Let's parade." Louis replied, he also looked a little tired, and glanced at a little girl standing by the side of the road holding a huge currency symbol, "The economic situation is not good recently, it is said that the unemployment rate is high, it may be dissatisfied with the government economic policy."
After he finished speaking, he heard someone take the lead in shouting: "Tax reduction! Tax reduction!"
Someone else said: "What is depriving us of our bread and our homes!"
"Protest against disorderly financial markets! Protest against government inaction!"
Aldo looked at it twice, not very interested, and changed Carlos to a slightly more comfortable position, leaning on the back seat, and he was going to close his eyes and rest for a while.
Although a police car cleared the way, the road has basically given way, but the crowds on both sides are still huge, especially some minors are mixed in and running around, afraid of hitting people, Evan has been controlling the speed of the car very slowly, Just as they passed a building.
It happened that the marchers on the top of the building untied a blood-red banner and hung it down from the air. Many people took out their mobile phones to take pictures while screaming excitedly. This was hardly like a parade, but a celebration.
But the words on it instantly hurt the eyes of the people in the car.
"Use our blood to feed potbellied officials, useless clergy, useless royal grain moths in the huge and cumbersome system of the so-called temple in Sara County and Adorat-the public facilities that promote economic growth are in Where? Where is the employment rate promised by the government? Where is our living space? Where are the rights of taxpayers?"