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Thyls, sweating profusely, coughed and shook his whole body, sucking in rare air like cherishing the water in the desert. Flash Dance Novel Network
But Grivor didn't let go of him, and his imprisonment was still so difficult to break free.
"Really, whether one thousand or two thousand gold coins, I will give you double," Thales regained his senses a little, panting, sweating, and weak: "The Royal Family of Stars is very rich, and the stars are also very rich... …The industry assets of Secret Branch in Longxiao City alone are good enough for hundreds of thousands..."
Grivor raised his eyebrows.
"Very good..."
"Wait," but after a second, the man's face sank: "You mean, go to the Star Kingdom to get it?"
"Secret branch, secret branch will do," Thales, who had just relieved the Venus in front of him, blinked hard: "They will definitely give..."
The next moment, his neck was heavily pressed again, and his trachea was blocked again!
"Shut up, I really think I'm a fool," this was Griveaux's angry voice: "Listen, I only receive cash!"
Thyls took the last breath of air with difficulty.
Damn... this bastard...
Does it seem to have cash on me!
"If, you turn me back..." Thales tried his best to fight for the opportunity:
"Qingyuan City... is at war with the Freedom League, and the stars..."
Greevo interrupted him impatiently: "Shut up, I don't understand politics!"
Thyls, who is staring at Venus again, only feels angry.
Who are these people!
"Forget it, let's find the face of the dead, be safer..."
Grivor murmured, he stepped up his efforts to faint Taylor.
Thyls screamed badly. He worked his brain desperately, while fighting the air and the enemy, he shouted the word desperately:
"Shield Zone!"
Just a few seconds after the word was spoken, Grivo's arm came loose again.
"What?" he asked, frowning.
Tyles took the opportunity to take a few breaths of air, speeding up his head to wake up.
Yes.
Shield area.
"I heard... the conversation you just had." The prince turned the back of his head slightly away from Grivo's chest, in pain.
Just now, no matter what kind of insult and contempt he faced, Greveo didn't move.
But only when the enemy began to use the shield zone and began to threaten him with his brother's hands and feet...
"Here, this is the shield zone, right?"
Thyls gasped, and his words gradually became more fluid: "And you probably do things here...Look around you, it's broken and withered...One or two thousand gold coins are not enough to rebuild, you need more. Not only money..."
Grivor was silent for a while.
But in the end, he still gave a cold snort and shook his head: "Shut up, I'm very content, not interested in causing trouble."
Seeing that Greve was about to start struggling him again, Thales hurriedly said:
"Also, I heard it!"
"The people who died in the shield six years ago are your brothers, right?"
When these words were spoken, Thales felt Grivo behind him tremble slightly.
"In the past six years, their surviving family members also need compensation and livelihoods. You should be very worried... I guess Longxiao City does not have any disaster emergency fund to compensate for the losses in the shield area..."
Thyls uttered invincibly and fluently while thinking hard about how to get out. 35xs
Grivor made a dull, dissatisfied guttural sound.
"Shut up!"
This time, there was a hint of displeasure in the veteran's words.
But he immediately stunned: "Disaster...Gold, what is that? Can you compensate for the loss in the shield area?"
Tyles felt a breakthrough in his heart.
"That's not important, what's important is," the prince took another breath and gritted his teeth. "As the boss, you have a lot of responsibilities. You can't look at the shield area, and watch your brothers and the territory have been stuck in Poverty and threats..."
Grivor's breathing slowly became hurried.
"Shut up," Griveaux's voice became particularly indifferent: "Don't point fingers at other people's homes."
But Thales didn’t pay attention to his tone. He had been tortured enough by tonight’s things: "But now, I, a rich and rich king, can help you. You have a chance to save no one cares. Rebuild it, not just the one who strikes the meteor, as long as you take me..."
Grivor let out a low growl.
"Shut up!" He gritted his teeth.
Tyles greedily sucked in the next breath, thinking of dragging it over first, and fished out all the information related to the shield area and the place that the wheelchair soldier was interested in in his mind:
"Six years ago, I was there when the disaster struck, and I saw...the people in the shield area, they are so innocent, but they have to go through such a disaster..."
Grivor did not speak, but he began to tremble slightly.
Thyls felt like he had a play and couldn’t help speeding up his speech: “You’re not like that cold-blooded and selfish person, Greve, the opportunity is right in front of you. So that those who have died cannot rest in peace..."
Rest in peace...
Hearing this, Grivo's body shook suddenly!
"Shut up," his voice began to tremble, with a temperature that was hard to ignore: "Little kid."
Thyls only felt that the opponent's arm was getting looser.
He should be getting closer and closer to the other party's pain point-thinking of this, he can't help but feel refreshed.
"After the disaster, the people in the Shield area have suffered so much. They rely on you and they can't live like this! You have the responsibility to do everything possible to protect them, help them, save them..."
Grivor's breathing is getting more and more urgent.
Tels suddenly raised his volume: "Grivor! You can't escape! Your inaction not only makes the dead unable to rest, but for those who are still alive and suffering, it is tantamount to murdering them by hand... …"
As soon as the word "murder" was uttered, Thales suddenly felt: His hands shook suddenly!
His ears shook, and Grievous heard an unprecedented shout:
"Shut up, shut up, shut up!"
Thyls was surprised that his ears were still humming. Before he could relax, Griveau's arms tightened again, and he strangled his neck!
What's wrong with this...
Thyls struggled painfully again, but this time, Griveaux had no room for strength.
It's as if he was going to be killed directly!
For some reason, Griveau seemed to be in anger and madness, and his voice became more and more terrifying:
"Listen to me, kid, what the **** are you, don't teach me less..."
His arm was trembling, but his strength was not slack, indicating his master's tempered and rich experience in the art of "killing".
"Let me teach me how to protect the shield area..."
Grivor was emotional, as if he was on the verge of collapse:
"Six years ago, I was holding the Soul Slaughter Gun, standing here, standing in the shield zone, standing between countless blood and death, fighting with the damn, **** blood... the blood disaster... "
"Fighting..."
Grivor panted, but paused several times.
"Killing--"
Thyls felt that at this moment, this fighter who is still strong and open-minded in the face of a group of opponents, his teeth are actually...trembling?
As if thinking of the deepest nightmare.
The next moment, Grievous gritted his teeth abruptly and roared like a volcano:
"——When you fight to death and life!"
Under the moonlight, the veteran in the wheelchair roared in pain and angrily: "You **** still wear open crotch pants-breastfeeding in grandmother's arms!"
Thyls can't care about his ears that are about to be deafened by howling.
His eyes are starting to blur again.
Oops.
This is...
Pervert sadism.
Tyles half closed his eyes, feeling the torment of the empty lungs and the desire for breath and life.
His consciousness gradually disappeared.
But at the same time, a strange feeling flooded all over the body: The crime of the prison river boiled on its own again.
Like a restless beast.
Waiting for the moment of rushing out of the cage.
At least, it kept Thales, who had been dizzy, with his final clarity.
Under the double torture, the exhausted Thales trembled all over, exhausted his last breath, and uttered a word: "No..."
At this time.
"Pug, pug, pug..."
In the ruins of the empty shield area, there was a sudden sound of horseshoes and wheels.
A carriage came to a location not far from them.
A lively, brisk young voice rang out: "Boss Greve, I'm already your guest..."
The voice paused slightly.
The grim-faced Grivor raised his head and looked directly at the master of the voice.
He was restraining Thales desperately, and the strength in his hand couldn't help but relax.
The purple-faced Thales breathed the air again, and he coughed frantically-he inhaled a lot of saliva during the fight just now.
The crime of Hell River, which became more and more violent in the body, gradually subsided.
Next moment.
"Wow! The boss is right, right, right, sorry, I was wrong!"
"No, no, I mean I shouldn’t, I can’t, I can’t, no no no, I mean I won’t, I won’t say it, no, no, I mean I don’t have anything Seeing that I don’t know anything, I’m just here for a walk tonight, no, no, I mean I’ve never been to the shield tonight..."
Grivor shook his head and tried to wake up.
He looked at the carriage and its driver.
That's...Kevin?
In an uncovered freight wagon, a young coachman was covering his eyes and yelling frantically.
And in the rear cargo bay of the carriage, there is a rickety figure sitting, coughing slightly.
Grivor was startled.
Tonight is very different for Kevin, the poor boy in the shield zone.
He was supposed to drive this broken and inferior carriage and take the guests of Greve's boss to a special and remote place in the shield area.
Kevin doesn't know why Boss Grivew had to choose this place to meet carefully—but as long as the Boss ordered him, of course he had to do it.
That's a single person with a gun. In the legendary calamities such as disaster and the Hydra, Kilika, Drew Grivor, who guarded Dragon City!
Yes, Kevin still remembers that year, remember those disasters...
It's like a nightmare.
But...
When Kevin arrived at the destination and met the boss, he couldn't believe what he saw.
What is that?
Kevin is of course not referring to the corpses and blood in the same place—as the most manly man in Longxiao City, where is the all-powerful Grive boss not a **** storm?
It was a teenager.
Yes.
A delicate and thin boy.
Under the moonlight, the delicate young man was sitting in the arms of the boss, looking excited and painful.
I saw the young man put his hands behind his back and placed it on the lap of Greveo’s boss and trembling slightly, as if he was touching something?
His face is flushed, his lips keep opening and closing, his expression is excited and excited, and he twists his waist up and down.
Kevin froze after seeing this scene.
No way.
And what about Griveo, who has always been open-minded and heroic?
Kevin squinted his eyes and tried to look more closely.
At this moment, the majestic shield boss in his heart, the civilian hero Grivo, is sitting in a wheelchair, in...
Grivor’s rough and powerful left hand, but **** missing, was hugging the boy’s upper body intimately from behind, pressing him tightly into his arms, and his right hand stretched towards the boy’s lower body. Placed in a place where Kevin could not see, it was shaking gently with the boy's movements.
What?
Kevin's eyes widened, his jaw almost falling off.
More than that: The boss of Greve, who usually does heavy work easily, is panting violently at this moment. His iron body is following the young man from left to right, suspiciously up and down. The rhythm also fluctuates back and forth timely and tacitly.
The boss himself has a distorted face, emotionally, and even clings to the boy's ears, gritting his teeth and yelling at some unclear words.
It's like venting something.
Vent?
Kevin gave a chuckle in his heart.
This, this...
Looking at the two people exercising excitedly in the wheelchair, watching the bodies of the teenager and the boss fit together, painful and happy, Kevin's face became paler and paler.
The old man in the Shield District told him: For a long time, there have been all kinds of girls and women living in the Shield District, no matter how good, beautiful, and capable of raising children, the prestigious boss Grive never Fancy anyone.
The old man sighed and said to Kevin: There is a reason.
The reason?
At the moment, Kevin feels that he has just found the reason why the boss is single.
The young poor boy didn't dare to think anymore. When he was in a complicated mood, he subconsciously raised his whip and steered away in the carriage.
But at this moment, the grim-faced Greve raised his head.
We met Kevin in the moonlight.
Kevin was taken aback for a moment.
It's over.
I found out...
The boss's secret...
I will...I will be killed...
Kevin's screams not only cut through the sky, but also made Greve a little awake.
Tyles was panting hard, he had given up talking to Griveaux--this was probably a lunatic.
Can't talk.
"...Boss, Boss, since I've never been to the shield, I mean..." Poor Kevin buried his face in his hands desperately, and yelled desperately: "No, no, Grivo Boss, I swear I didn’t see anything..."
Grivor frowned, first glanced at the prince held in his arms, and then turned to the carriage impatiently.
"Kevin!"
The boss in the shield area roared: "Shut up!"
With Grievous's lingering power, Kevin's voice uttered abruptly, as if pinched instantly.
"How many years," another voice came slowly from the carriage, with infinite emotion:
"Old friends."
Grivor gave a slight shock.
This voice...
Thyls was also stunned.
That...Isn't that...
In the dark, a wooden crutch tremblingly stretched out of the carriage, followed by two fragile and old legs.
"Sorry, it's a bit slower than the agreed time." The visitor crouched out of the carriage. After seeing the mess around him, he subconsciously frowned and covered his nose: "Oh, it seems You are still working as an old man."
Grivor stared at the visitor blankly, not even noticing that Thales was no longer struggling in his arms.
"I'm **** fucking," Greve opened his mouth wide, staring at the visitors on the carriage, his expression was like seeing the dog next door laying eggs:
"Fuck, I'm still thinking about which of the wicked goods sent the invitation, it was you."
The visitor chuckled softly: "It was unexpected?"
"Cut, you're not dead yet," Grivo snorted, emotionally complicated:
"Old Crow."
Hearing the familiar nickname, Thales struggled and turned his head to see the person coming.
It was an old man with deep wrinkles and vicissitudes of face.
Unqualified Bachelor of Dragon Kiss Academy, teacher of Gilbert and Putila, and also teacher of him and Selma.
Old Crow, Meri Hexer.
At this moment, he was standing in the moonlight, smiling and nodding at Thales.
It's him.
At that moment, Thales figured out many things.
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Chapter 338 The Connector, The Bloodline of the Kingdom-Flash Dance Novel.com
Thyls, sweating profusely, coughed and shook his whole body, sucking in rare air like cherishing the water in the desert. Flash Dance Novel Network
But Grivor didn't let go of him, and his imprisonment was still so difficult to break free.
"Really, whether one thousand or two thousand gold coins, I will give you double," Thales regained his senses a little, panting, sweating, and weak: "The Royal Family of Stars is very rich, and the stars are also very rich... …The industry assets of Secret Branch in Longxiao City alone are good enough for hundreds of thousands..."
Grivor raised his eyebrows.
"Very good..."
"Wait," but after a second, the man's face sank: "You mean, go to the Star Kingdom to get it?"
"Secret branch, secret branch will do," Thales, who had just relieved the Venus in front of him, blinked hard: "They will definitely give..."
The next moment, his neck was heavily pressed again, and his trachea was blocked again!
"Shut up, I really think I'm a fool," this was Griveaux's angry voice: "Listen, I only receive cash!"
Thyls took the last breath of air with difficulty.
Damn... this bastard...
Does it seem to have cash on me!
"If, you turn me back..." Thales tried his best to fight for the opportunity:
"Qingyuan City... is at war with the Freedom League, and the stars..."
Greevo interrupted him impatiently: "Shut up, I don't understand politics!"
Thyls, who is staring at Venus again, only feels angry.
Who are these people!
"Forget it, let's find the face of the dead, be safer..."
Grivor murmured, he stepped up his efforts to faint Taylor.
Thyls screamed badly. He worked his brain desperately, while fighting the air and the enemy, he shouted the word desperately:
"Shield Zone!"
Just a few seconds after the word was spoken, Grivo's arm came loose again.
"What?" he asked, frowning.
Tyles took the opportunity to take a few breaths of air, speeding up his head to wake up.
Yes.
Shield area.
"I heard... the conversation you just had." The prince turned the back of his head slightly away from Grivo's chest, in pain.
Just now, no matter what kind of insult and contempt he faced, Greveo didn't move.
But only when the enemy began to use the shield zone and began to threaten him with his brother's hands and feet...
"Here, this is the shield zone, right?"
Thyls gasped, and his words gradually became more fluid: "And you probably do things here...Look around you, it's broken and withered...One or two thousand gold coins are not enough to rebuild, you need more. Not only money..."
Grivor was silent for a while.
But in the end, he still gave a cold snort and shook his head: "Shut up, I'm very content, not interested in causing trouble."
Seeing that Greve was about to start struggling him again, Thales hurriedly said:
"Also, I heard it!"
"The people who died in the shield six years ago are your brothers, right?"
When these words were spoken, Thales felt Grivo behind him tremble slightly.
"In the past six years, their surviving family members also need compensation and livelihoods. You should be very worried... I guess Longxiao City does not have any disaster emergency fund to compensate for the losses in the shield area..."
Thyls uttered invincibly and fluently while thinking hard about how to get out. 35xs
Grivor made a dull, dissatisfied guttural sound.
"Shut up!"
This time, there was a hint of displeasure in the veteran's words.
But he immediately stunned: "Disaster...Gold, what is that? Can you compensate for the loss in the shield area?"
Tyles felt a breakthrough in his heart.
"That's not important, what's important is," the prince took another breath, gritted his teeth and said: "As the boss, you have a lot of responsibilities. You can't look at the shield area, watch your brothers and the territory have been stuck in Poverty and threats..."
Grivor's breathing slowly became hurried.
"Shut up," Griveaux's voice became particularly indifferent: "Don't point fingers at other people's homes."
But Thales didn’t pay attention to his tone. He had been tortured enough by tonight’s things: "But now, I, a rich and rich king, can help you. You have a chance to save no one cares. Rebuild it, not just the one who strikes the meteor, as long as you take me..."
Grivor let out a low growl.
"Shut up!" He gritted his teeth.
Tyles greedily sucked in the next breath, thinking of dragging it over first, and fished out all the information related to the shield area and the place that the wheelchair soldier was interested in in his mind:
"Six years ago, I was there when the disaster struck, and I saw...the people in the shield area, they are so innocent, but they have to go through such a disaster..."
Grivor did not speak, but he began to tremble slightly.
Thyls felt like he had a play, and couldn’t help speeding up his speech: "You’re not like that cold-blooded and selfish person, Greve, the opportunity is right in front of you. You can’t give up the shield zone because of trouble, and you can’t stand by and watch their suffering. So that those who have died cannot rest in peace..."
Rest in peace...
Hearing this, Grivo's body shook suddenly!
"Shut up," his voice began to tremble, with a temperature that was hard to ignore: "Little kid."
Thyls only felt that the opponent's arm was getting looser.
He should be getting closer and closer to the other party's pain point-thinking of this, he can't help but feel refreshed.
"After the disaster, the people in the Shield area have suffered so much. They rely on you and they can't live like this! You have the responsibility to do everything possible to protect them, help them, save them..."
Grivor's breathing is getting more and more urgent.
Tels suddenly raised his volume: "Grivor! You can't escape! Your inaction not only makes the dead unable to rest, but for those who are still alive and suffering, it is tantamount to murdering them by hand... …"
As soon as the word "murder" was uttered, Thales suddenly felt: His hands shook suddenly!
His ears shook, and Grievous heard an unprecedented shout:
"Shut up, shut up, shut up!"
Thyls was surprised that his ears were still humming. Before he could relax, Griveau's arms tightened again, and he strangled his neck!
What's wrong with this...
Thyls struggled painfully again, but this time, Griveaux had no room for strength.
It's as if he was going to be killed directly!
For some reason, Griveau seemed to be in anger and madness, and his voice became more and more terrifying:
"Listen to me, kid, what the **** are you, don't teach me less..."
His arm was trembling, but his strength was not slack, indicating his master's tempered and rich experience in the art of "killing".
"Let me teach me how to protect the shield area..."
Grivor was emotional, as if he was on the verge of collapse:
"Six years ago, I was holding the Soul Slaughter Gun, standing here, standing in the shield zone, standing between countless blood and death, fighting with the damn, **** blood... the blood disaster... "
"Fighting..."
Grivor panted, but paused several times.
"Killing--"
Thyls felt that at this moment, this fighter who is still strong and open-minded in the face of a group of opponents, his teeth are actually...trembling?
As if thinking of the deepest nightmare.
The next moment, Grievous gritted his teeth abruptly and roared like a volcano:
"——When you fight to death and life!"
Under the moonlight, the veteran in the wheelchair roared in pain and angrily: "You **** still wear open crotch pants-breastfeeding in grandmother's arms!"
Thyls can't care about his ears that are about to be deafened by howling.
His eyes are starting to blur again.
Oops.
This is...
Pervert sadism.
Tyles half closed his eyes, feeling the torment of the empty lungs and the desire for breath and life.
His consciousness gradually disappeared.
But at the same time, a strange feeling flooded all over the body: The crime of the prison river boiled on its own again.
Like a restless beast.
Waiting for the moment of rushing out of the cage.
At least, it kept Thales, who had been dizzy, with his final clarity.
Under the double torture, the exhausted Thales trembled all over, exhausted his last breath, and uttered a word: "No..."
At this time.
"Pug, pug, pug..."
In the ruins of the empty shield area, there was a sudden sound of horseshoes and wheels.
A carriage came to a location not far from them.
A lively, brisk young voice rang out: "Boss Greve, I'm already your guest..."
The voice paused slightly.
The grim-faced Grivor raised his head and looked directly at the master of the voice.
He was restraining Thales desperately, and the strength in his hand couldn't help but relax.
The purple-faced Thales breathed the air again, and he coughed frantically-he inhaled a lot of saliva during the fight just now.
The crime of Hell River, which became more and more violent in the body, gradually subsided.
Next moment.
"Wow! The boss is right, right, right, sorry, I was wrong!"
"No, no, I mean I shouldn’t, I can’t, I can’t, no no no, I mean I won’t, I won’t say it, no, no, I mean I don’t have anything Seeing that I don’t know anything, I’m just here for a walk tonight, no, no, I mean I’ve never been to the shield tonight..."
Grivor shook his head and tried to wake up.
He looked at the carriage and its driver.
That's...Kevin?
In an uncovered freight wagon, a young coachman was covering his eyes and yelling frantically.
And in the rear cargo bay of the carriage, there is a rickety figure sitting, coughing slightly.
Grivor was startled.
Tonight is very different for Kevin, the poor boy in the shield zone.
He was supposed to drive this broken and inferior carriage and take the guests of Greve's boss to a special and remote place in the shield area.
Kevin doesn't know why Boss Grivew had to choose this place to meet carefully—but as long as the Boss ordered him, of course he had to do it.
That's a single person with a gun. In the legendary calamities such as disaster and the Hydra, Kilika, Drew Grivor, who guarded Dragon City!
Yes, Kevin still remembers that year, remember those disasters...
It's like a nightmare.
But...
When Kevin arrived at the destination and met the boss, he couldn't believe what he saw.
What is that?
Kevin is of course not referring to the corpses and blood in the same place—as the most manly man in Longxiao City, where is the all-powerful Grive boss not a **** storm?
It was a teenager.
Yes.
A delicate and thin boy.
Under the moonlight, the delicate young man was sitting in the arms of the boss, looking excited and painful.
I saw the young man put his hands behind his back and placed it on the lap of Greveo’s boss and trembling slightly, as if he was touching something?
His face is flushed, his lips keep opening and closing, his expression is excited and excited, and he twists his waist up and down.
Kevin froze after seeing this scene.
No way.
And what about Griveo, who has always been open-minded and heroic?
Kevin squinted his eyes and tried to look more closely.
At this moment, the majestic shield boss in his heart, the civilian hero Grivo, is sitting in a wheelchair, in...
Grivor’s rough and powerful left hand, but **** missing, was hugging the boy’s upper body intimately from behind, pressing him tightly into his arms, and his right hand stretched towards the boy’s lower body. Placed in a place where Kevin could not see, it was shaking gently with the boy's movements.
What?
Kevin's eyes widened, his jaw almost falling off.
More than that: The boss of Greve, who usually does heavy work easily, is panting violently at this moment. His iron body is following the young man from left to right, suspiciously up and down. The rhythm also fluctuates back and forth timely and tacitly.
The boss himself has a distorted face, emotionally, and even clings to the boy's ears, gritting his teeth and yelling at some unclear words.
It's like venting something.
Vent?
Kevin gave a chuckle in his heart.
This, this...
Looking at the two people exercising excitedly in the wheelchair, watching the bodies of the teenager and the boss close together, painful and happy, Kevin’s face became paler.
The old man in the Shield District told him: For a long time, there have been all kinds of girls and women living in the Shield District, no matter how good, beautiful, and capable of raising children, the prestigious boss Grive never Fancy anyone.
The old man sighed and said to Kevin: There is a reason.
The reason?
At the moment, Kevin feels that he has just found the reason why the boss is single.
The young poor boy didn't dare to think anymore. When he was in a complicated mood, he subconsciously raised his whip and steered away in the carriage.
But at this moment, the grim-faced Greve raised his head.
We met Kevin in the moonlight.
Kevin was taken aback for a moment.
It's over.
I found out...
The boss's secret...
I will...I will be killed...
Kevin's screams not only cut through the sky, but also made Greve a little awake.
Tyles was panting hard, he had given up talking to Griveaux--this was probably a lunatic.
Can't talk.
"...Boss, Boss, since I've never been to the shield, I mean..." Poor Kevin buried his face in his hands desperately, and yelled desperately: "No, no, Grivo Boss, I swear I didn’t see anything..."
Greveau frowned~IndoMTL.com~ first glanced at the prince who was held in his arms, and then turned to the carriage impatiently.
"Kevin!"
The boss in the shield area roared: "Shut up!"
With Grievous's lingering power, Kevin's voice uttered abruptly, as if pinched instantly.
"How many years," another voice came slowly from the carriage, with infinite emotion:
"Old friends."
Grivor gave a slight shock.
This voice...
Thyls was also stunned.
That...Isn't that...
In the dark, a wooden crutch tremblingly stretched out of the carriage, followed by two fragile and old legs.
"Sorry, it's a bit slower than the agreed time." The visitor crouched out of the carriage. After seeing the mess around him, he subconsciously frowned and covered his nose: "Oh, it seems You are still working as an old man."
Grivor stared at the visitor blankly, not even noticing that Thales was no longer struggling in his arms.
"I'm **** fucking," Greve opened his mouth wide, staring at the visitors on the carriage, his expression was like seeing the dog next door laying eggs:
"Fuck, I'm still thinking about which of the wicked goods sent the invitation, it was you."
The visitor chuckled softly: "It was unexpected?"
"Cut, you're not dead yet," Grivo snorted, emotionally complicated:
"Old Crow."
Hearing the familiar nickname, Thales struggled and turned his head to see the person coming.
It was an old man with deep wrinkles and vicissitudes of face.
Unqualified Bachelor of Dragon Kiss Academy, teacher of Gilbert and Putila, and also teacher of him and Selma.
Old Crow, Meri Hexer.
At this moment, he was standing in the moonlight, smiling and nodding at Thales.
It's him.
At that moment, Thales figured out many things.