Baron stood at the exit of the passage. He could clearly feel the pain of his right fingernail piercing into the skin of his left wrist. He resisted the tears from flowing out of his eyes, but it was obviously futile. The liquid that made him extremely afraid gathered and fell from his eyes drop by drop. It had been a long time since he had felt tears sliding down his cheeks. Sometimes, he always wondered why he had to bear so many secrets and responsibilities when he was only 15 years old. He also wanted to be as carefree as Bacca and laugh heartily. Why did he have to try so hard to pretend to be very mature? " Why must I…" Baron choked." Father…" He raised his head and murmured, two streams of clear water flowing down his cheeks.
When his tears fell on the weeds on the ground, Baron slowly lowered his head and wiped away the tears on his face and the tears that were about to fall from his eyes. When he raised his head again, he had returned to the expressionless Baron. He strode forward and touched Bacca, but Bacca fell down like a kite with a broken string. Barno quickly reached out to catch Bacca's young body and gently placed him on his coat that had fallen on the grass. Then, he slowly walked towards Uncle Hill and put his hands together." Uncle Hill, I'm sorry..." Barno muttered in a low voice, trying to take the egg stone from Hill's arms. When he pulled the egg stone, he found that Uncle Hill was hugging it unexpectedly tightly. Baron's eyes dimmed slightly, but they regained their firm brightness. The moment he touched the egg stone, he found that the egg stone was wrapped in a layer of familiar powder. This pungent smell, no wonder…He smiled bitterly.
To his surprise, the small box that his father had taken from the wall cabinet was also in Uncle Hill's arms, but it was blocked by the egg stone. Now that the egg stone had been taken away by Baron, the box had also fallen out. Barno reached out his right hand and quickly picked it up in the middle of his palm the moment it fell into the air. He silently looked at the ordinary little box in his hand, but in the end, he carefully put the small box into his pocket. Then he placed the egg stone next to Bakar and tried to cover it with a corner of his coat. Even though he knew that he was doing it for nothing, he still did it.
He carried Uncle Hill, who had already lost his life, and walked back to the passage he had just come out from. He put him down against the wall and knelt down with his hands clasped together to pray,"My father's comrade, my respected elder, I hope that you can ascend to Huadu (the Elysian World in Baroque customs) and reunite with your comrades. I hope that you can protect my father and hope that he is safe.”Although Baron said so, he knew very well that his father's chances of survival were minuscule. But he still retained that thought.
He knew he didn't have much time to stay, so he quickly returned to the ground after praying. Fortunately, Bakar and Eggstone were still there." We have to leave quickly."”He thought to himself. Barno moved his hand and tore his coat in half, wrapping the egg stone tightly in front of him. Then, he carried Bacca on his back and looked in the direction of the village behind him with some attachment. In the end, he ran forward with big strides and never looked back.
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A long red carpet extended from the magnificent hall to the outside. The exquisite lanterns announced the extraordinariness of this place. In the hall, a girl in a sea blue dress holding a book with the title " History of the Origin of Magic Power " on the cover ran out of the hall without caring about etiquette." Teacher Zhu, aren't you waiting for him to return?”She shouted as she chased after a thin gray-clothed youth who was about to leave the hall.
"Damask, I will keep my promise, but I have something to deal with.”The skinny young man heard the shouts behind him and helplessly turned around to explain. He smiled bitterly in his heart. This little girl was watching her even more closely than the jailers of the Black Prison.
" But..." The girl hugged the book in her hand tightly and slowly lowered her head as if she was about to cry.
Seeing that the trick was not working, the girl quickly stopped crying and acted like a spoiled princess." I don't care. My lord hasn't come back yet. You're not allowed to leave. You promised. If I let you run away again this time, I'll…"”She seemed to be unable to think of a word, and her cheeks turned red with her silence.
The thin young man sighed helplessly and stroked the girl's head, saying kindly,"" Damask, it's time for you to grow up. The Dragon Air can't protect you for the rest of your life. Besides, he might not be able to return in the next ten years…Since you believe in him, you should believe that he will definitely return, no matter where he went or what he did…" Suddenly, he seemed to have sensed something. He raised his head and looked at the distant horizon, a little absent-minded.
The thin young man recovered from his absent-mindedness. When he heard the girl's question, he closed his eyes and was silent for a long time. Finally, he opened his eyes and said leisurely," Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day he comes back…"
When Miss Damask heard this, she raised her head and wanted to say something, but she found that the young man who was still in front of her had suddenly disappeared. The faint red and light yellow fog that floated in the air from nowhere quickly dispersed with the wind.
Damask seemed to understand something and sighed helplessly. She looked up at the skylight of the hall. A small red cloud floated in the blue sky outside the window." I wish you good luck."”she said softly.
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"You're here?" In the pitch-black cave, a youth with black eyes stood on a high platform with a throne of thorns. He looked at the throne that was covered in blood-colored green thorns and a dagger that looked like a rolled blade. He heard steady footsteps behind him. He knew that Puppeteer was here. He knew that Puppeteer would come. Out of the joy of being able to accurately predict things, he turned around with a sinister smile and looked at the person who was walking towards him step by step. The man was tall and sturdy. He was dressed in coarse clothes, and his two sword-like eyebrows announced his danger. However, there was no killing intent in his eyes. Instead, he gave people the feeling of a weak scholar. There were scars on both sides of his cheeks, as if they were left by a blade. His exposed hands were also full of scars, but they were different.
"How do you feel? " I warned you…" The black-eyed youth sneered.
The young man opposite him did not speak, but a look of worry appeared in his eyes, mixed with regret and sadness.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. It's really not like you." Seeing this, the black-eyed youth said in a disinterested manner. He stretched out a finger and gently brushed it across the thorny throne. Bright red blood flowed out of the black-eyed youth's hand under the sharp thorns of the green thorns, but he looked at the bleeding finger with a nonchalant expression and said unhurriedly,"I really don't know how he'll react when he sees you again…"
"Where? How do we find him?" The burly youth asked.
"Do you still need to ask me about this?" The black-eyed youth said in surprise. His body flashed and he appeared in front of the young man. He stared straight into the burly young man's sad eyes, and his expression gradually became a little ferocious. He questioned fiercely,"Are you still him? If not, I will kill you now!”
The young man didn't say anything and lowered his head guiltily.
The black-eyed youth's face trembled unnaturally, as if he was trembling with anger, but also as if he did not know what to do. " How pitiful..." he whispered." I should have known that you would turn into whatever you want. I'm not thinking of that guy!”The black-eyed youth cursed fiercely and clasped his hands together.
The young man's gaze became a little lost. However, in the next second, he was brought into the air by a black shadow and lost control of his body. He wanted to struggle at first, but he seemed to have realized something and slowly calmed down. His body also became more and more transparent under the lingering black shadow." I hope that when you come back, you can return to your original appearance. Your current appearance is really…annoying, yes, annoying!”The black-eyed youth stood on the ground and looked at the youth floating in the air. His bleeding finger slowly began to heal.
"Thank you. Goodbye." the young man said.
"This is not something you would say!" When the black-eyed youth heard this, he could not suppress the anger in his heart. He shouted at the young man's disappearing figure.
" But at the end of the day, I'm not who I used to be..." he whispered. In the quiet blackboard cave, the sound of a black-eyed youth sobbing suddenly came from…
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