The Enemy Always Wants to Pull Me into a Coffin

Ironed by the gaze of the past and the present, Arecio had that strange feeling again. He always felt that whether it was the neurosis now or ten thousand years ago, he seemed to have feelings for him.

Alessio: ...what a narcissistic brain!

He choked the brain hole to death, and the fine sound of rain rang out the window, as if helping him to wash his brain hole together. Arecio looked out the window. The rain had been frequent in the past two days. We, Lucy, and Helgodon squeezed to the window together to watch the rain outside.

"It has rained a lot recently..."

"Will it rain on Carnival Day?"

"No! Will such an open-air show be cancelled?"

Seeing that they were discussing more and more frustrated, Arecio had to clear his throat and come out to speak. After all, he had been following up the construction of various facilities on the square during this time.

"The forecast is for light rain."

The three piled up in front of the window made a frustrating sound together.

"But the corresponding measures have been taken." Arecio said, "If it rains, a transparent zenith will rise and it will not affect any performance inside."

Only then did the three little boys become happy again, and once again discussed intimately where they would go to play and what programs to watch that day. In the childcare center, they are familiar with the various newly-built facilities and can vaguely guess what shows will be on the day.

Arecio looked at their figure, smiled, called a neuropathy, and after a little more work, they would be able to go home.

"When will the event process be announced?" Areciou asked, the publicity has always been neurotic participation.

"No hurry, in another three days, when the time comes, it will be released with the promotional film." Ruzius glanced at him and reminded, "Someone may ask you to shoot in these two days, and there should be other dark creatures in the department. When I came out, I watched the short script, which was very good."

"Hmm." Arecio responded, he could roughly imagine what kind of promo.

"I will make time for the few water monsters that have been moved by the busy branch for the past two days." Alessio yawned, "I'll be busy for a while. See you at the door in three hours, and get off work." Come back home."

"it is good."

Arecio left, and the figure that Ruzius saw him in the same place completely disappeared in the corner before turning his head slowly. Not surprisingly, he saw the Lich standing far away from him, hesitating, as if he had something to say to him.

In fact, he rarely came into contact with the children taught by Arecio alone. Firstly, he was not interested. Secondly, the dark creatures seemed to be a little afraid of him who was born in the temple. He himself automatically kept a certain distance from other dark creatures. . Now the Lich took the initiative to find him, apparently summoning his courage, his bones gripping his cuffs tightly.

"Mr. Ruzius..." the Lich called him softly, "I have something to say, I want to tell you."

Ruzius glanced around, and occasionally there were some staff working, so he moved his steps to a relatively quiet corner, opened the shielding magic, and then slightly nodded to the Lich.

Lucy was very nervous, she held her cuffs, took a few deep breaths, and then slowly said.

"Leviathan said, you are... a person who has seen Styx..."

As soon as she uttered these words, Ruzius still looked expressionless, but actually took it seriously in his heart. Lucy didn't know the change in his heart, but watched his expression remain motionless, biting her lower lip somewhat sadly.

Originally, she wanted to use the information of the other party to take the initiative of the negotiation in her own hands. This was the method Arecio had taught, but it seemed... she was not successful. Lucy was frustrated, but thinking of what she was about to say, she was still struggling and staring at the saint without evasive.

"He also said that if there is a person who knew all the truth ten thousand years ago, it must be you."

"I know that your memory has been recovering, and I am also very interested in things that happened thousands of years ago, but this time, I am not asking you to tell the story of the past..."

She gritted her teeth and made up her mind to speak out.

"Can you guarantee? Guarantee... Even if you restore all your memories, it won't hurt Areci?"

After that, Lucy relaxed a little, but her nerves were still tight. She looked up and found that the saint still couldn't see the expression of happiness and anger, except that when he heard the name "Alessi", his eyelashes moved slightly, the rest of the time, he was calm enough to make Lucy depressed.

Ruzius quietly watched the increasingly restless lich for a while, then spoke slowly, just about to say something. Some of the lich with its head down suddenly became a switch in his memory. Many scenes and characters flashed back in front of him. Suddenly it was the soul butterfly on the sea of ​​undead, and suddenly it was the old lich with its head slightly bowed as it is now. These pictures flashed mottled, and the last thing that appeared in his mind was a long river.

Styx.

He was standing on the bank of the river Styx, and the goddess was standing on the water, with a sadness on his face that he had lost two children.

[People who have seen Styx, I heard the seeds of doubt germinating in your heart. 】

[You no longer believe that what is good is good, what is bright is bright, you doubt and will seek. 】

[When you really see the world clearly, go to the city where my only remaining child inhabits. He will help you, and you will help Him. 】

These old scenes gradually disappeared, and Ruzius took a deep breath and looked at the lich in front of him.

Lich is really suitable as a guide. The one who led him to discover the truth tens of thousands of years ago was the one who now brought back his past memories. He thought of a lot of things again, and he felt that he was gradually approaching the end.

That...the end with all the truth about ten thousand years ago.

"Mr. Ruzius?" He didn't respond for a long time, and the Lich couldn't help making a suspicious question, so the Lich in front of him hadn't learned the essence of Arecio's negotiation skills, and her emotions were too exposed. , His heart was too soft, but Lucius didn't intend to treat the children under Arecio's wings as enemies.

"The pious belief in the temple was destroyed in the last epoch of the rain of fire, and... Alessi." He whispered content that seemed to have nothing to do with the problem of the lich, in the bewildered gaze of the lich. , He continued.

"These three are my treasures."

"The first one collapsed, and the second one was destroyed, leaving only Areci."

The lich gradually understood what he meant. She looked at the sky-colored eyes of the saint, and felt that the emotion that the other party was covering up might be solemn.

"So you mean... Areci is your treasure, you promise you won't hurt him, do you?"

"I won't make any promises or promises with anyone outside of Areci, and naturally I won't promise you."

Although he said so, Lucy was completely relieved. Areci is the only treasure left. The implication is that the resurrected saint will never hurt Areci.

"Then, I have no other requests." She smiled, "Sorry for the delay in your work, I'll just..."

Ruzius spoke suddenly.

"Negotiating skills, you can see what Arecii does. Being too considerate of others can't get what you want."

Lucy was dumbfounded, and then a little embarrassed. Her performance in the conversation just now was really not very good. Her original intention was to take the initiative, as handsome and sassy as Arecio.

Ruzius only mentioned this sentence, indicating that there was nothing else. Seeing the Lich running away happily, Ruzius knew that if he had just revealed a little bit of unfavorable intentions towards Arecio, this undeveloped Lich girl would definitely do whatever it takes. Death, also protect Arecio from his hands.

The children raised by Arecio are very well-behaved, much stronger than the kind of neuropathy he cultivated in the temple.

He glanced at the corner of his clothes exposed at the corner, and the other party "swished" back, pretending not to be noticed at all.

"..."

Needless to say, it is me.

I greeted Lucy who had come back from a trot, and judging the result from the other's expression, I was a little happy at once. Lucy had told him before that he wanted a guarantee for Areci and Mr. Ruzius, and now it seems to be a success.

"Lucy is great." I praised in a low voice, eyes curled up, "and share my courage."

Lucy was really serious, and turned her hand around my head.

The courage is for you!

"Are you still having that dream? Do you want to tell Areci?" Lucy asked a little worried, and I smiled at her and shook my head.

"What I said is just to worry Areci, I still have to overcome it by myself. Lucy can give me courage and help a lot."

I spoke very lightly, but he kept his eyes down all the way on the way back to the room by himself.

He didn't like that dream. The bird in the dream was bound by the silk thread. He always felt that it was himself. He wanted to break free with his own strength and courage.

Just like Areci.

*****

After being sneezed several times by Arecio of the cue, he is now in the big room where the water monster is placed. Except for the edge of the circle, it is filled with the pool. Zelita in the nursery center is talking with the others. The water monsters from the branch play together.

The laughter of the girls was like a silver bell, originally a pleasing picture, all corrupted by the person in charge from the southeast branch next to him.

Arecio couldn't bear it, and interrupted the chatter who wanted to stuff the dark creatures of his own branch into the person in charge of the trailer.

"impossible."

"Wh...haha, I know you have concerns, but look at the dark creatures we raised. They are lively and healthy. You can take a few shots."

Arecio absolutely didn't want to give shots to the dark creatures of the branch. This is not discrimination, but the dark creatures from the branch still maintain their original weak appearance, need to be taken care of, and cry at every turn. On the other hand, Zerita, who still has a shadow rose on her body and is not fully cured of actinic disease, can easily use her tail to draw a water spinning top to play.

This is not in line with Arecio's idea. In addition to being a festival to revive the last era, the carnival also carries the role of publicizing the dark creatures that are gradually returning to their former appearance. The dark creatures appearing in the promotional film should show their unique cold and quirky gorgeous beauty, unless the branch is willing to throw these to him for a few days to educate, but Arecio has been too busy recently. The road was blocked from the beginning.

But the person in charge was really annoying, so he simply stabbed him out and told him to shut up.

Arecio made up his mind and smiled with a faint sarcasm on his face.

This is a negotiation skill that Lucy hasn't learned. Lucy is so obedient, and always gentle and gentle when talking to people, but Arecio is different. He has rich experience in mocking, and can kill popularity and scare to death at the same time.

"I'll say it again, it's impossible." With his last patience, he repeated the final. The face of the head of the branch became unsightly. From the bottom of his heart, he still didn't think that the dark creatures could be in charge. He had been pleading with Arecio before, but he had already cursed him a long time ago.

"You scold me in your heart, don't you?" Arecio smiled, "I advise you to be more interesting, this is not an activity that you can use to make good use of, otherwise you will let you spit out all the good things you have done before."

He said for two years, the head of the branch changed his face, and the cold sweat suddenly shed. What Arecio said was that he used the time to reap the benefits of others by building facilities for dark creatures. He didn't know how Arecio knew about it, but he didn't dare to continue to pester.

Arecio listened to him haha ​​and walked around the matter, and then said dingy goodbye. This situation is always there, and it is impossible to completely eliminate it. Crawvenson also told him when he also gave him relevant information. Arecio has long understood this truth, so if the person in charge does not bother him, he will also You can't directly press the opponent to death.

The annoying guy finally left, and Arecio squatted down quickly and took out his ring.

"Zelita, help me see how it should be glued here."

On the day of the carnival, he will definitely play everywhere, and there may not be time, so he plans to give gifts to the crazy on the day of resurrection.

At the same time, Ruzius, who was busy with painting, finished the last stroke of this large-scale exhibition painting, and naturally a robot took over the copying work. He retreated to a slightly back position and quietly watched the robot work.

He pressed his hand to his heart, where was the silver cross to be given to Arecio.

He intends to give it away on the day of the carnival.