679 One Person and One Dog Left in the Temple of the Elders
“What do you want me to know?
What else do you want to tell me besides that Rasma has arrived?
If nothing else, your best choice now is to get out.
Unless you intend to end up on my holy mountain."
Burkeso looked at the first ancestor in front of him and felt that he seemed a little weak.
Seriously, who likes fighting?
It's just that in the endless battle, if people don't regard fighting as a kind of fun, they will only sink deeper and deeper into pain.
Man is a highly adaptable creature. Adapting to combat and taking combat as fun can make an already difficult life a little bit easier.
Compared to fighting, Bulcaisel prefers to sleep.
Who doesn’t like the days when you can live a good life without having to do anything?
But no one can do this.
People have to find something to do. Only by doing something can they feel that they have some value.
If given the chance, Bulcaisel can also sleep well for a period of time like the first generation ancestors.
It’s a pity that the current situation does not allow him to do this.
The barbarians need a living and immortal king.
“I just came to see what a guy who has the rashness to bear the so-called sin will do at this time.
Sure enough, you and I are different.
You are obviously so powerful that you don’t need to abide by any so-called morals, but you stick to the so-called morals in your heart.
In our day, the Nephalem had no rules to follow.
It's so boring, it will all disappear in a blink of an eye if you let it.
But this is how you solve the problem?
You clearly have the most powerful violence, but you regard violence as a scourge?”
The first generation ancestors were very clear about Bulcaisuo’s thoughts, and these words did not intend to change Bulcaisuo in any way.
He was just complaining.
The way barbarians who were born in a time when there were no rules was naturally arrogant in solving problems.
According to his way, no one will come to question his approach.
Of course, when the time comes, a bunch of people will come and want to kill him.
The first generation ancestors were good at this.
Even among all the first Nephalem, he was the most disliked.
"roll!"
Burkeso widened his eyes and looked at the talkative guy in front of him.
Sometimes two people who are different should stop trying to find understanding between each other.
That will only bring more distress.
The most concise and concise way to end it all at the most appropriate time.
It may even require the use of some force as a deterrent.
"okay.
If you could be born with us, you might have a lot in common with my sister.
Yis is a beauty.
Although I don’t like mages at all.”
The first generation ancestors left quietly.
There seems to be nothing left behind.
It’s just that he mentioned the name Ys that made Bulcasio think a little more.
The original mage?
Mage is a profession that has more and more tools the longer it exists.
I don’t know how this first-generation mage disappeared, and I don’t know if it is possible for her to reappear.
But there is no need to worry about this problem for the time being.
“I don’t like mages either.
Although people who follow the rules are mostly respectable, sometimes the rules are not entirely correct.
Just like the law, it is just the bottom line of restrictions.
Anyone who takes the bottom line as a criterion is probably a scumbag."
Burkeso muttered a few words, then turned around and looked at Rorschach in front of him.
This guy Rorschach doesn't want to be able to be obedient at all.
Fortunately, savages don’t like “good boys” who have no independent opinions.
People have to have some pursuits, right?
“You stay here honestly.
I have something to do now.
If I find you not on the Holy Mountain when I come back, you will feel the way Luke was educated.
I am very familiar with Maddock, and I know all his tricks.
It’s just that I’m not very willing to force others.”
Burkeso’s gaze is a little dangerous...
He thought so, but he was also sure that Rorschach would not listen to him.
“You know, once you leave, I will definitely appear where you need me.
Isn’t this what you always do?
Stick to what you insist on, and then fight at all costs to get the outcome you want.
Unless you don’t leave.”
Rorschach said without fear at all.
He seems to be aware of his own importance.
Burkeso will not kill him.
This is true no matter how disobedient he has done.
Even this wouldn't change Bulcaisor's idea of making him the Immortal King.
The most you can do is get beaten up, so what?
Whose child has not been punished by his parents?
Rorschach is not the kind of kid who enjoys an elite education and never gets beaten.
He was beaten a lot when he was growing up.
When he was a child, he never saw welfare institutions or child protection agencies coming to his home.
Perhaps I have been here...just as a "customer"...
By the way, I think I mentioned it before?
Rorschach’s mother was a poor but not so pitiful woman who sold her body to make a living.
Burkeso seemed a little angry and glanced at Rorschach fiercely.
By the way, he picked up the two swords from the ground and hung them on his waist again.
This trip is probably going to be about fighting.
Lasma has arrived.
The ideas of the first generation ancestors are incompatible with the current Bulkesso, but there is one thing they can understand.
That means this guy can't lie.
Since you speak, it must be true.
Rasma's arrival has been confirmed, but this guy has not been found yet.
But Bulcaisel had already thought of the place where he was most likely to see Rasma.
Reconstructed Canduras.
A guy who is half alive and half dead can always interest a necromancer, right?
Even though Rathma is not in that place now, Leoric should have discovered something.
As for the war in another world, the result will not come too long ago.
Burkeso has basically made all the necessary preparations, this time he is just waiting for a result.
“Get ready.
The training you will receive will be upgraded immediately when I come back!
I won’t let you die easily, but don’t expect my teachings to become gentle either.”
Burkeso's words were somewhat sinister, at least in Rorschach's eyes.
So Rorschach didn't care at all what Bulkesso said.
How miserable can all this be?
It’s just a moment of wandering between life and death.
Rorschach felt this feeling countless times while growing up.
So there is no fear at all, and I am even a little eager to try.
Burkeso rolled his eyes in the end, opened the portal and walked away.
Rorschach wanted to laugh a little.
“I wouldn’t be so optimistic if I were you.”
A joking voice sounded, and Anda Kurgas walked in.
The Temple of the Elders is just a house with a special status, and anyone can come.
At first glance, it seems that there is nothing special about this place.
“Tsk, Banal still did this?
I made a bet with Bulcaisel before, saying that Barnal would never do this if he had a brain.
Looks like I lost?"
Andakulgis rubbed his chin and looked at Rorschach.
There is an emotion called pity in that look.
“I know that death is not the most painful.
But I’m just afraid of losing.
So what will I lose by increasing the volume of training at Bulkesso?”
Rorschach moved his shoulders and said.
He was already very familiar with these ancestors.
Occasionally we can get along with each other.
Although he is the one who gets beaten most of the time, he is still able to fight back.
“Ha, you have lost a lot, but Bulkesso has obviously lost more.
How long has it been since you entered his secret realm?
Or have you forgotten that you have only walked through less than one percent of his secret realm?"
Andakulgas walked to the place where Banal disappeared.
Then he wiped the soles of his boots on the ground with some boredom.
This is not respectful at all.
“Is this where Banal disappeared?
It's really embarrassing, my brain will get rusty if I don't move it.
Evidently Banal’s brain is rusty, I hope he can remove the rust this time.”
Andakulgas said that he seemed a little bit sad when he went to Banar?
Perhaps even he can't tell whether Balnar can return or not.
After all, they knew very little about Volusk’s story, so they could only rely on guessing.
“Come on, what is in the secret realm of Bulcasso?
Each of you either wants me to explore faster, or you want me to be careful when facing his secret realm.
It seems like you all know what's there and what I need to know about it.
But no one told me.”
Rorschach finally put away his nervous posture.
Perhaps he could stay relaxed as long as it wasn't Bulcaisu in front of him.
This feeling is actually not good at all, it is a bit like the relationship between a child and his parents.
Rorschach hadn't experienced that kind of tension for an unknown amount of time, and this time it made him very uncomfortable.
“Don’t you have any guesses yourself?
Okay, that’s the end of this problem.
Aren’t you going to fight against the Hammer?
Let me tell you in advance, you will basically not see the hammer mill if you go there at this time.
Morcott has probably already taken action.
The most important reason why we guys exist is to worry about young people.
So you have to protect yourself from the wind and rain occasionally.
The most likely situation you will encounter when you go there is to tell those guys that they are far behind you.
You might like this feeling.
Although glory does not mean the approval of others, flowers and applause are more acceptable than thunder and blood.
Perhaps you can get drunk and tell your friends that you broke through the blockade of Bulcaisso.
They can’t imagine how many obstacles you encountered before you succeeded in making Bulcasso choose to compromise.
Even though you and I both know it, you haven’t actually accomplished anything.”
Anda Kulgas had a sarcastic look on his face when he spoke.
What Rorschach did was not very rational, but very barbaric.
Andakulgis doesn’t hate Rorschach’s choice, but that doesn’t make him give up taunting.
Rorschach’s approach is somewhat overestimating his capabilities.
But most of the time, miracles are created by such a group of people who overestimate their capabilities.
“I will remember your warning.
But I will also remember your ugly face when you mocked me.”
Rorschach said as he opened a teleport.
Then he saw the smiling face of Andakulgas.
That expression is as kind as that of an elder who watches his children go out every morning.
Rorschach was a little dazed.
“Get out of here.
You'll have a good time waiting for Bulcaisel to come back.
Before you are repaired, enjoy the joy of winning the battle with your friends.
Then let’s have a barbecue and drink together.
"Wait until everything is over and then worry about what kind of punishment you need to receive."
Anda Kulgas waved his hand and withdrew his gaze.
Rorschach passed through the portal in silence.
Andakulgas sat cross-legged at the place where Banal disappeared.
“Old man, why are you still unwilling to use your brain?
You can enjoy the good reputation that comes with never compromising.
Even carrying out the powerful legend at the time of his death.
But you have forgotten that only the Immortal King cannot remain unchanged.
You are such a stubborn bastard!”
Andacurgas reached out and touched the ground, and there was Banal's blood on it.
The temperature has dropped a lot, and the temperature on the sacred mountain of Harrogas itself is not too high.
Even though I received the blessing of life a few days ago, the snow has melted a little.
But it will soon be covered by new snow.
This vast white area is still the cleanest!
It saves you having to think so much.
“Wow~”
The husky stretched out his dog head from outside the door of the Elders' Temple and looked inside.
This place does not refuse the arrival of people, but I have never heard of the rules about dogs.
But there shouldn’t be one, right?
After all, Bulcaisel himself quite likes dogs.
“Good dog, your breeder will come back.
That’s what he said, but he doesn’t yet know how much time he will need.
Do you want to live with me first?”
Anda Kulgas greeted the husky.
The husky walked in timidly, with fear written all over the dog's face...
This dog saw when Barnard's neck was strangled.
Although it is a dog, it has an instinctive understanding of the disappearance of life.
So he is afraid.
Afraid of this house where the smell of my own breeder is everywhere...
The blood of Banal was everywhere, and the breath of Banal naturally filled the room.
“So you’re nominally Bulcaisel’s dog?
It’s just that Banal took you to raise you temporarily?”
Anda Kurgas rubbed the dog's head, and then hugged the husky in his arms.
It is always freezing on the Holy Mountain, and holding a dog can help keep you warm.
“Okay, wait a moment.
Burkeso did the right thing. If I were in his position, I might not even have time to talk nonsense with Banal.
That guy is an idiot, even though he is a good person."
Anda Kurgas said very casually.
Then he was bitten by the dog in his arms.
“Hiss, your teeth are pretty good?”
Andakulgas was stunned for a moment when he looked at the bite marks on his arm.
He remembered that if he was bitten by a dog, he had to get some vaccinations?
But after thinking about it, I gave up the idea.
What soul needs to be vaccinated?
Could rabies also infect one of his ancestral spirits?
This chapter has been completed!
