() In the small private lounge of the train, the black swordsman wearing a light blue long trench coat and the young Wesley Disward were playing poker together like long-lost friends.

, but the content of the conversation was really not very friendly.

"I see, did my grandson die in the war?" Wesley tried his best to sound relaxed, but the inadvertent tremor deeply revealed his mood, maybe it was sadness... But

, and who can really know.

"Ah, that's the child I've been watching grow up for the past five years. To be honest... I was depressed for a time when I heard the bad news of his death." Kirito said, unable to help showing a hint of loneliness.

With a smile on his face, he recalled that Camilla and Xiuyi who used to be by his side often ended up being alone. It was impossible to remain indifferent.

"But since you will appear in this era... it should mean that at your time, I am already dead." Wes's neither sad nor happy tone really made Kirito unable to figure out what was in his heart.

How did he view the fact that he was dead? His tone was as if he was chatting with his next door neighbor.

"...You are really a man that I can't see through." Looking at the man in front of him who has been beyond his expectations for the development of the situation from beginning to end, but still able to maintain a calm attitude, Kirito's mouth showed a hint of anger.

You really can't help but smile helplessly.

From the first time he met Wesley Disward, he was already almost sixty years old. It was understandable that Kirito couldn't see through it at that time. After all, he had lived longer than himself.

It took a long time, but now...the Wesley in front of him is still young, but it still makes him unable to see clearly. It should be said that he is very scheming...or that he has experienced too much.

"To be honest, you are still a little uncomfortable with the elderly Viscount Wesley Disward who often sits in a chair in front of me." Kirito's tone was slightly emotional, and he looked at the man in front of him.

His vision became a little erratic, as if he was recalling the old posture of Wesley in his memory.

"Originally, I left the diary in the basement so that Dalian could come to see me and ask some questions that had troubled me for a long time. Since you are here, let me ask you?"

"Kirito, I will be called Kirito among my familiar friends... Of course, you can also call me that." It's funny to say that the two of them are already playing poker together, but Kirito is...

Didn't introduce myself.

"Really... Then Kirito, I would like to ask you, Ready, how are you doing now?" Although Kirito didn't know why Wesley didn't call Darian by her name, but called him by Ready, but

She opened her mouth and replied: "It's much better than you think. Although she has such a petite body, she eats more than any of her 'peers'. It really makes me wonder where she put all that food."

He always likes to make trouble and is merciless when he accuses others..."

Perhaps because he finally found a soulmate, Kirito's words began to flow one after another like pouring beans. His tone was more of a complaint than an answer to Wes's question.

"So... do you hate her?" Wes always responded to Kirito's complaints with a gentle smile. He didn't speak until Kirito seemed to have finished speaking. The content of the question made Kirito stunned for a moment.

Falling into an unimaginable silence, Kirito shook his head in relief.

"I don't hate her, because..." Kirito sighed, and said something that made Weiss raise his eyebrows as if in surprise: "Because... no one likes her more than me."

"Do you know what you meant by what you said?" After being surprised, Weiss calmed down instantly and looked at Kirito. There seemed to be a slight pity in Kirito's eyes that Kirito thought was an illusion. Then

It's like a subtle look that looks at a person who will eventually fail in something.

"We are just human beings, but she... is an existence living in a different world from us. One day we humans will grow old, and at that time... Yomi will also look for a new Key Keeper, and

We humans will eventually become an inconspicuous grain of sand in the long river of history." Wesley's slightly lonely tone seemed to also touch Kirito, and the two of them fell silent and lowered their gazes.

"The years have gone forever, and success or failure is gone." Kirito's philosophical words that seemed to have some meaning made Weiss frown in surprise, and then Kirito spoke in a way that made it difficult to distinguish between joy, anger, sorrow, and joy.

The tone said: "I forgot when time stopped passing on me, and how long I kept this look. From that day... it has been about eight years, you know? Wesley Disward

Viscount, I have maintained this posture for eight years and it has not changed."

Weiss's pupils shrank and he stared in disbelief at the beautiful man in front of him who was still studying in college. Then, in a trembling tone, he said: "Could you have used the power of the phantom book for the sake of eternal life?"

The angry face made Kirito wonder if the other person's face would be distorted by the anger.

Kirito sighed helplessly, and then revealed his identity as a heroic spirit without hesitation. Anyway, the person in front of him was dead at that time, so he was not worried that the other party would talk nonsense.

And considering his personality, he also has a very strict mouth.

"Have you made outstanding contributions to the world as a human being, so that the essence of your soul has been sublimated and you have become a heroic spirit? I never thought that such a thing existed in this world." After listening to Kirito's narration, Weiss's eyes flashed with curiosity, and his face just now

The anger on his face had long since disappeared, and he looked at the beautiful boy in front of him in surprise. His appearance really made him unable to imagine how much contribution he had made to the world. "But if this is the case, then Darien will

I feel relieved to leave it to you."

"I'm sorry, it seems that Lady Luck is on my side this time." It seemed that the conversation was over, Wes spread out the cards in his hand, and saw that the cards turned out to be four aces, in the form of stud.

Said, this deck of cards is already quite big.

"Really? I don't think so, Mr. Wesley." Then, with a joking tone and expression, Kirito also spread out the five cards in his hand, and it turned out to be a straight flush. The proud look on Wesley's face suddenly

Stiffened.

"There's definitely something wrong with you. It's either a full house or a flush. You've been a little older than me several times in a row. You shouldn't be cheating on me where I can't see you." With a stinky face, Weiss looked at Kirito.

His gaze became unfriendly. Since the other party was a heroic spirit, he must have secrets that humans didn't know, such as hand speed that was difficult for others to detect.

"I'm willing to accept defeat and don't do this." As if he felt a little embarrassed, Kirito turned away with a slightly red face, trying not to pay attention to the piercing gaze, as if his thoughts were told.

His posture further deepened Wes's suspicion, and then he swooped over with unimaginable momentum, while still shouting words such as 'let me search you'.

Just when Kirito was thinking about whether he should punch Gilgamesh, the personal lounge was opened, and a beautiful girl who was very familiar to Kirito from head to toe came in.

It was Dalian, but, different from the Dalian in Kirito's memory, the beautiful big eyes of Dalian in front of him looked hollow, as if they were a humanoid doll that could only move.

Looking at Kirito and Wesley who were entangled together, the girl just glanced at the two of them, then came to Wesley's seat and sat down as if she didn't see anything. She didn't reveal anything from the beginning to the end.

His emotions fluctuated so much that he didn't even blink his eyes.

"I finally understand why you asked me that question just now." Looking at the lifeless Dalian in front of him, who looked like a beautifully crafted doll, Kirito sighed secretly and looked at Weiss

There was also an expression of 'I understand you' in his eyes.

"Then it's time for me to leave, otherwise I'm worried that the little girl at home will do something I can't predict again." Thinking of the last time Dalian went out alone to look for herself, she even almost died in the ice and snow.

The scene in, Kirito doesn't want to happen again.

"Just like I imagined, thirty years have not left any traces of time on your face at all." Looking at that delicate and pretty face as if time had stopped, Kirito thought with a little emotion,

Then, with the girl's delicate face seemingly moved, Kirito conjured up a large bowl with his empty hands like magic, with steaming noodles in it.

"Tonkotsu ramen, maybe you like it just as much now." Under the expressionless expression of the girl and the surprised gaze of Weiss, Kirito placed the big bowl in his hand on the bench he had just made, and then walked out.

Rest room, because at this time, it happens to be the time when this train stops at the station.

Wearing a hood that could cover his entire face again, Kirito quickly disappeared into the station, his figure gradually disappearing into the darkness like a silent ghost.

"How does it taste?" Looking at the man next to her who seemed unable to resist the wonderful aroma emanating from the ramen in the bowl, Dalian hesitantly picked up the bowl, placed it on the table in front of her, and ate stiffly.

When he stood up, his slightly moved expression made Weiss unconsciously ask.

Dalian was silent for a long time, nodded imperceptibly, and then started eating with extremely fast movements, like a small animal snatching food, with a faint smile of satisfaction on her face.

Wes couldn't help but smile softly.
Chapter completed!