Son of the Olden Days

Holding Shuggs's head, Thor poured him a bottle of sober potion, and also a bottle of it himself.

Awakening potions are one of the more partial among the primary potions. They have a small range of use and are usually used to deal with hallucinations caused by some special mists. Strictly speaking, the numbness of the Abyss Demon Vine is unsolvable, but the sober potion can speed up the recovery of the body and consciousness.

"How do you know that I am here? Because of the money I left?" Shuggs's expression was very curious.

Saul smiled and nodded, and said a few words about how he climbed on the roof to spread the powder, how he attacked the first-order thieves who were out of air, and so on.

However, what Shuggs said next directly solidified Saul's smile because he mentioned the name of Ivan Semir.

The air was a little heavy for a while, and Saul turned his head and looked at the dark wilderness outside. No wonder that after coming back from the wilderness today, he felt peeping faintly in the darkness. It really wasn't his own illusion.

Now that Ivan has come behind the scenes, this time is enough for him to lay out a lot of back-ups. No, to deal with these two orphans, it was a joke to arrange the backhands. In fact, Yiwen didn't need to do anything at all, just crush it directly.

There is no escape, obviously this is the real dead end.

But there is nothing I can't figure out. On your way to life and death, since you have drunk other people's blood, you naturally have the consciousness of being beheaded by others.

People are like this, when the worst comes, and there is no change. Cowardly people choose to be hysterical, calm people choose to face it calmly, at least Saul belongs to the latter.

It doesn't make sense to think too much now, let it be.

After a period of silence, Thor helped Shuggs, who was barely able to stand, up, and then walked towards Cowell in the corner.

He took off his coat as he walked, untied Coville, who was half naked, and put his coat on her.

However, within the short instant of touching Cowell's smooth skin, Thor's movements suddenly got a freeze.

After a while, he stretched out his hand again with some sorrow, and pinched Cowell's chin.

"Damn it, let go of your dog's paws, before I kill you." Shuggs turned his head and saw this scene, and smiled and cursed at Sol, but he didn't notice Sol's trembling faintly. hand.

Gently squeezed Cowell's chin, the black blood poured down.

Obviously, perhaps because she was unbearable, she bit the poison hidden in her mouth at some point, and she didn't know if it was Scarlet Rose's new method.

... Cowell, she is dead, and she has been dead for a while.

In fact, when he touched her desperately cold body temperature, Saul already had a judgment in his heart. He just couldn't believe it, so he stretched out his hand, like a devout believer praying for a miracle, stubbornly making rational movements based on his body instincts.

Seeing Thor, who was frozen into a sculpture in the corner, Shuggs finally had some premonitions.

He leaned on the wall, like a staggering old man, struggling to move a few steps.

"...What's the matter?" Shuggs's voice was a little hoarse.

Saul let go and stood up silently, speechless.

It's too heavy, like a mountain of death words, weighs heavily in my heart, and I can't speak.

Shuggs's face suddenly became hideous, and he slammed into Coveill, and his expression became extremely gentle again as he got closer.

Gently lifted her long, smooth hair, and he pressed her forehead lightly with his forehead.

"Hey, wake up, darling, I'm here to pick you up, and we go home. You know, I told you that night, you are my woman, and as humble as me, only one life can be given to you, I want to give you my life, what I said... I said it!"

Shuggs's tone was a gentle whisper at first, but at the end his tone suddenly became violent, and the whole person jumped up abruptly.

This madness scared Saul, and he quickly raised his hand to stop Shuggs's chest.

"...Haha, haha, she is dead, she is dead. I told her not to join some **** prostitute•women's guild, and don't show her face, but she doesn't listen. She just doesn't listen to persuasion. Female cousin, bitch, silly woman..."

Shuggs cursed all over, as if he was about to jump out of Sol's arms. He was obviously out of control and his language became illogical.

Saul knew exactly why Cowell died, and that had nothing to do with Scarlet Rose.

"I'm sorry! It's my fault." Sol's eyes flushed and he said sadly.

Shuggs didn't hear it at all, he was still cursing incoherently, and then ended his long curse with one sentence.

"But I love her! I love her so much...I..." As he said, Shuggs lowered his head in frustration and cried sadly as if he had finally lost his strength.

Sol had never seen a man cry like that, no, he had never seen anyone cry like that.

The whole face was wrinkled, and his mouth was tightly shrunk, but there was no sound.

I suddenly remembered that I once told Irene that when the real darkness comes, even the shadows will leave you.

Saul had always thought that it was a description of extreme loneliness, but at the moment he breathed the depressed air, he suddenly realized that when the love drew away with death, the real darkness would actually come.

After a long silence, Shuggs finally returned to calm.

It's hard to describe that kind of peace, just like there is nothing in life from now on, you can't give up in two breaths. From Schuges, Saul felt that he seemed to see himself.

They pulled me out of the endless darkness, but now he was alone, standing alone in the darkness, and I couldn't do anything, Sol was so sad that his heart trembled.

Shuggs stood up, turned his head and looked at Suo'er calmly and said something.

"What you said is right. People like us will face suffering in the end."

Saul opened his mouth, but was speechless.

Before Shuggs asked him why he wanted to learn thieves skills, Saul replied smoothly that people like us will eventually face hardships in the end, and it's not a bad thing to have more skills to accompany him.

But now that Shuggs left the beginning to the end, the whole sentence suddenly changed, and it suddenly seemed to have a fatalistic taste.

Turning around and picking up his dagger, Shuggs looked down and inserted it back in his waist. Then he looked around and took a thick hemp rope on the ground and walked towards the only chain that was still alive in the corner.

Chain has always been in a state of high level of fear, even though his body has fallen into deep paralysis, even his thinking is somewhat stagnant, but it does not affect this fear as the only voice in his mind.

When he heard the sad cries of Shuggs, the chain almost freaked out.

Is that woman dead? How could she die? Chain was trembling in his heart, feeling that he was dead.

Then, Chain heard footsteps, and then saw Shuggs's face as calm as the death of a dark night. He watched as Shuggs straddled him, stretched a section of the rope with both hands and placed it between his neck.

Chain wants to beg, want to say something, can only use his best to be like a dehydrated fish, with his lips closed.

Shuggs didn't choose a dagger, but used that stretch of tight, rough rope, like a sawn tree, back and forth, numbly and repeatedly, sawing off the chain's neck.

Then Shuggs threw away the rope, wiped his hands on the placket of the chain, turned and walked to the corner, carrying Cowell on his back, and walked towards the door.

Sol followed in silence.

On the way, Shuggs never made any sound again, and walked silently.

Saul will always remember this day, this is when the dark calendar year 716 is about to enter the summer, narrow and warm yet cold.

The whole summer hadn't started, it was dead.

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"The two little guys have been in for so long, who can tell me what's going on inside? Damn, I'm so curious." After a long wait, Ivan squatted in the grass and muttered.

In fact, the situation inside is not difficult to guess. Sol and the chain and the two groups of people, who die and who live, will always have an ending, but the ending is delayed. Yiwen and the seven men squatted in the grass and felt very tormented. .

They had seen Saul touch the roof and poisoned them before, and they had also seen him culling the unlucky ghosts who were letting go. Now that they are prepared, it seems that Thor and them will be bigger in terms of winning, but who is the matter of life and death? Are you right?

The question now is, if one of them is dead, why don't the rest of them come out? Are you going to sleep here overnight with the smell of blood?

"Should we take a closer look?" one of his men suggested.

Ivan gave him a blank look.

"You are too impatient, and I deliberately let everyone observe from such a distance, just to let you experience this kind of unattainable feeling of desire."

"Although you can't see the climax of the whole scene, don't you think that our waiting at the moment is the most interesting part of the whole scene? An unknown, suspenseful and confusing ending. In this way, let's gamble on it. For the final result, bet on each."

"But, in case the two boys are planted, the captain will have your revenge..." One of his men stopped talking.

"Vengeance? What does it matter? It's the same for me to kill others for such trivial things. I just have to have a result. I never care about the ritual sense of shit." Yiwen replied.

While talking, the door of the hut was suddenly opened, and two figures came out one after another.

Yiwen's eyes condensed, and with the light from the room, he could see who was walking out.

"God, those two little ghosts really got it right! Well, wait, they are still carrying a...woman? Look at their frosty faces, it's interesting, this is obviously a loss of love. The chained idiot, squeezed in his hand He was thrown off the table with his hole cards."

"It seems that the kid named Thor is very fierce and good at using poison. He seems to be very dangerous. Since he ran to the roof to poison him, it shows that he is very clear in his heart that this is a killing."

"Since it's clear, if they have power or helpers behind them, they will definitely be called, and since they have not called, it means that there is no one behind them.

"Tsk tusk! It's conclusive. It seems that my impulsive brother was quietly killed by these two little guys. Combining their backgrounds as orphans in the monastery, it should be revenge for the nun named Precia."

"Sure enough, this world can't underestimate anyone, even such a kid."

Yiwen eagerly issued a series of inferences, and all his subordinates also echoed them.

They are very helpless about this. Yiwen will never let go of any occasion where he can use his wisdom, and sometimes even becomes a little nervous and paranoid.

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