Light Spirit Epic Chapter 367: Erosion to the Fallen (1)

Chapter 367 Erosion to the Fallen Heaven (1)

It was night when Bedivere opened his eyes.

He felt pain all over his body, and countless wounds on his body were covered with a kind of herb-like long leaves, wrapping his whole body into a leaf man.

He turned to look at Albert, "Is it necessary to make it like this?"

"This is a special wound medicine. Your little wound will heal immediately after applying it." The tiger man boy said while sitting on the chair and trembling.

"You...what are you doing?" Bedivere asked. The trembling of the white tiger is obviously not a normal behavior.

"Hug, sorry, it's... a bad habit." Albert tried his best to restrain his trembling, "Eat, eat, this is dinner today."

Bediver looked at the plate on the table. Sure enough, in addition to those tasteless scones, there were a few more thin slices of grilled meat.

The meat of that monster.

That monster ate the flesh that grew out of humans.

When Bedivere thought of this, his face immediately stiffened: "I will never eat it. Eating this is like eating those people indirectly."

Albert looked helpless, the black tiger stripes on his forehead wrinkled into a W, "Bedivere, you are so serious in everything, it is difficult to live in this harsh world. Serious people are always there. The first to die is either suffocation or suffering."

"Whatever you think." Beddy said, picking up the scones in one hand and eating them, thinking that those savory scones were the safest.

However, he was calculated again. When he took the first bite, he found that the scones had a little more flavor that they didn't have. The meat of the monster has been minced into a puree and mixed into the scones. The meat of the porcupine is rich and mellow, even if it is not seasoned, it is extremely delicious.

The delicious gravy, with its fat, had already penetrated into every corner of the whole sesame cake, and spread into his entire mouth with Bedivere's first chew.

(Damn.)

(Obviously such a terrifying beast. Obviously a man-eating monster.)

(Why, is it so delicious?!?)

The werewolf boy cried while eating. He couldn't stop himself from swallowing the biscuits, or from being engulfed by guilt. He has eaten it. The meat of the monster that had eaten human was eaten by him.

As if he had eaten people. Everything becomes irreversible.

Moreover, that **** demon meat is so delicious. The thought of eating people made him want to vomit, but he couldn't! His body longed for the delicious meat of Warcraft!

"Damn... woo woo woo woo... Albert, why did you lie to me like this..." The werewolf boy was sobbing, but his mouth didn't stop, and he started boldly Grab those grilled meats on your plate and eat them. He had already eaten it once, and he didn't care about eating more, so he just threw a broken jar.

Albert on the side looked at Bettyville with the eyes of aliens, with sympathy and helplessness in his ice blue eyes: "I'm sorry, Betty. But you need to eat some nutritious food to recover. body."

Although the werewolf boy was full, his spirit was extremely depressed. Not only did he fail to save the prisoners of war, but he wounded himself all over and ate people indirectly.

He fails at everything. The more he tried, the more he failed. He knew his powerlessness and stupidity, but he couldn't do anything about it.

There are some things in this world that you can't do without trying. People who are born stupid will only fail no matter how hard they try. Some [destinies] in this world are absolutely irreversible.

These thoughts suddenly filled the werewolf boy's heart with gloom.

Looking at Bedivere lying on the table crying, Albert whispered: "You think our life is easy, meow? We have always lived this way. I tried to push the old, weak, sick and disabled people in my own clan into the death pit to feed the monsters.

In this way, while cutting the mouth for eating, he survived on the fattened beast.

Living has always been heavy and cruel. Don't underestimate the word survival, boy! "

Before this, Bedivere was still laughing at the childishness of the young Albert. He was completely wrong. The naive one was Bedi himself. Although Albert acted like he thought about the little devil who had never seen the world, he had already experienced countless baptisms of wind and frost.

The werewolf boy reached out and wiped the tears from his face: "I'm sorry, Al...I shouldn't blame you. I don't have the right to blame you. You did nothing wrong, if it was for living- -----"

"No." Albert said, with sadness in his eyes, "No one knows whether what we're doing is right or wrong. Maybe we're just using [living] as an excuse to try to cover up our own. It's just a sin.------So don't say [sorry] to me. I don't know if you're blaming us at all."

Living has always been heavy and cruel. There is no way to tell right from wrong, some just survive. The idea of ​​[to live with sin].

The tiger-man boy immediately put aside those heavy topics and smiled at Bedivere: "Don't think too much, let's go to the hot spring? You still owe me a whole day's adventure story. I listened while I was soaking."

Bedivere's face changed instantly in surprise. The psychological quality of this little tiger is terrifyingly good.

Ten minutes later.

"Huh." Albert jumped into the water, splashing water on Bedivere's face. There was only one rude guy who would do this in the past, and that was Tristan.

Bediver looked at the white tiger helplessly. The tiger man boy was cheeky and smiled at the werewolf boy as if nothing had happened.

"It's good that you're always so optimistic," Bedivere said helplessly.

"Meow ha ha ha ha, this is called optimistic meow? You are always so simple, it's good!" The other party replied.

Bedivere was stunned for a moment. He leaned his back on the stone wall by the pool, and fiddled with the water with his hands boredly, "Albert... We are friends, right?"

"This is a difficult question to answer." The tiger man said ambiguously, "I'm only responsible for watching over you. During the war, everyone is so busy to death that I am the one who has time to watch over you. I'm just doing my duty, and whether or not you can be your friend ultimately depends on the position you choose."

"...Even in war, I don't want to be your enemy." The werewolf boy whispered, "I know you are a good person------"

"Beddie, you can't help yourself when you live." Albert said, "If I was ordered to kill you, I would not hesitate. At that time, you should try your best to resist for your own life. Please don't show mercy to me."

"...why do you... always have a smile on your face and say those ruthless things."

Albert was silent.

Bedivere also responded with silence~IndoMTL.com~ He looked at the starry sky, it was a rare sunny day tonight.

"Maybe I'm really a bad bastard, Beddy." Albert said suddenly, "My brother Robert was a good fighter, smart and brave.

I always live in his shadow. No matter what I do, I am inferior to him. No matter how hard I work, I am inferior to him. I only deserve to be made fun of. Oh, I really hated my brother at that time. I wish he died soon.

...when I found out my brother died in the Holocaust in Egypt, when my dad cried with the skins that humans ripped off my brother...I really have a little bit of it of joy. ------Bedivere, maybe I really am a sinner. "

Bedivere suddenly felt sour. The brothers are simply reflections of himself and Papalov.

"Since you are still blaming yourself, your brother will definitely forgive you." Bedivere comforted.

"He's already dead, so how can a dead person know forgiveness. I don't believe that a person has a soul after death." Albert said displeasedly, "Don't console me, Bedi. I don't need your mercy. Instead of wasting time worrying about me - hurry up and finish the adventure you owe me, kid!?"

The werewolf boy sighed and continued to finish his adventure story with Arthur and others.

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