Does death lessen a person's sanity and thereby make him stupid?
Does coming back from the dead mean permanent damage to a brain that is deprived of oxygen for even a minute and can cause disability?
Could it be that the careless knight that Gwen saw had the regressive behavior of a child in some sense because of his irrational life, his life like a beast?
First, he suddenly stood still.
Then the tears started to flow.
Finally, he got a little noisy and said:
"Where am I going?"
She pointed to a room with a large sword stuck on the door panel.
The rabbit carrying the flag carried a cat lantern with a tail (they were very curious about why the tail of the rabbit glowed before!), and muttered angrily: "Where are you going? Let's go back and look for Mihaila and Lao.
Pull them."
"I'm going."
"Meow meow, time is money, isn't that what you said?"
"I wanna go."
The careless knight frowned, with a serious expression, but there was a hint of innocence of a troubled child.
Fat Maomao didn't dare to argue with her anymore, so he looked at Gwen.
"what is inside?"
"Have my dream."
She turned back into the wise old careless knight of the Long family, speaking some riddles with a bit of joking.
"oh?"
Gwen clapped her hands, stepped forward, and pulled out the door sword with one hand.
"Then let me see."
He turned sideways and kicked the door panel violently, using his superb skills to slowly open the door panel, but if it hit a living thing, all his power would burst out to destroy it in an instant.
"It's just magic." said the Heartless Knight who understood.
"Gwen, you didn't eat today?" Tu Xi, who had to practice for a month to even master the basic concepts of TM's jab, lamented.
A cat who knows something or pretends to know something will poke her tail with her tail as a sign of ridicule.
Inside the door is a study room, and the precious books have been almost destroyed by the manic source of power.
The careless knight walked deeper and opened several drawers of the desk.
Two seconds passed.
She stood up and took out a pack of slender cigarettes in her hand.
After lighting it, there was a trace of satisfaction in his expression.
"You smoke?"
Gwen asked, walking over and picking one up curiously and looking at it.
"In our era, there are very few people who don't smoke... Do you want to try it?"
"No."
He refused.
"Put it away for me then?"
The Heartless Knight calmly stretched out his hand and patted the armor on his body: "I and... forgot, in short, I told someone who was probably a friend a hundred times to ask her or him to add two tobacco pouches to my armor, but
It seems this person has forgotten."
Vulnerable people are deceptive.
Those flaming eyes stared blankly into the air with a happy look.
Like seeing a friend.
It's like seeing a lover.
When he finally realized that his memory could no longer retain these things, the emotional collapse washed away the void, like the cracks in the dam before it burst, like the sparks floating out of the trees that split apart instantly after being struck by lightning.
Empty, filled with negative emotions.
Gwen nodded, "I'll help you install it, but you're not allowed to smoke more."
"Why?"
"I hate the smell of smoke."
This is just an excuse. What Gwen hates is not the smell of cigarettes, but the way this man smokes. The elegance, intoxication, and pain like bursting a dam.
He hates pain, especially other people's.
When watching Toy Story, you will definitely skip the plot that entangles a wandering man. When watching the TV series, you will definitely skip the heart-wrenching pain. When playing Tsushima, you will definitely skip the pain and restraint that Jin Jingai suppressed for a long time after killing his uncle.
A normal howl. He was tired of the pain because he would cry easily.
And shed tears.
Not manly enough.
But it would be too embarrassing to admit this, so I still said this, "Even if my companion Curse Blade smokes in front of me, I can't help but turn the cigarette upside down and stuff it into Squirrel Girl's mouth.
, one stick for a while is already my limit.”
"What if I smoke behind your back?"
"I'll beat you until you're foaming at the mouth."
Under such a surly tone, the rabbit who wanted to ask, 'When will you Suka brat become the Grand Master of the Smoking Ban?' was also frightened into silence, hugging the military flag, squeezing the plump scar deeper.
The Heartless Knight smiled.
"I understand, manager. You are just like my former military commander... Well, I can't remember exactly what kind of person he is, but that guy is the second most ferocious Suka kid I have ever seen. Because of several Su
Kashad stayed up all night playing cards without him, so he beat these shad until they were foaming at the mouth."
"Hiss." The rabbit sucked in the cold air, contributing to the cooling of the air in Utopia.
"But not as good as you. You are the most cruel Suka kid I have ever seen." She blew out a smoke ring, "Hitting someone just because they smoke is so cruel."
Gwen rubbed her hands and prepared to punch this guy.
But in the end he didn't make a move.
After satisfying the Heartless Knight's requirements, we can finally get back on track to find Laura and the others.
They agreed to meet at the door.
Although Evans Castle is large, it is still a bit different from the Longyan Castle built behind Longyan.
Another black spot of Long Yan was discovered here.
As a big fan of Long Yan, Tu Xiu muttered and blew water as he walked:
"Governing Utopia? I feel that the Heartless Knights are doing a good job. If it weren't for the Mind Flayer Rebellion, I'm afraid the Fellows would be much better than they are now!"
The Heartless Knight put one hand on his hip, touched his chin with the other hand, and nodded with his brains about to come out: "Oh!"
"Look, look! The castles of the great ones who died together with the Mind Flayer's last resurrected body are not as big as Long Yan's own castle. Not only are they prodigal! They are also hypocritical!"
The Heartless Knight's eyes shone brightly. Hearing the news from outside, he was so happy that he asked casually:
"By the way, Miss Tu Xi, which plantation are you working on now?"
"..."
The rabbit said nothing.
The generation from the Old Long family to the Heartless Knight was considered a staunch abolitionist Utopian, but even the Heartless Knight did not expect that abolition would collapse as quickly as the authorities came to power.
Now the Heartless Knight thought that there were a lot of plantations on the Fellowship!
…
The main entrance suffered the most serious damage. Gwen almost didn't recognize it as a door and thought it was a position bombarded by a hundred cannons.
Laura is working in the camp.
Hehehehehe was digging for something.
Gwen and the others approached and asked Midelia who was watching nearby.
"Why is your master so crazy?"
Now, asking Laura what she is doing can be like asking what the Curse Blade is doing, and start by saying, "What's going on?"
Madeleia got used to it, looked at it, and said:
"Dig out a copy of Long Yan's diary."
"Aha?"
Under the pit, Laura heard the sound, raised her head, and said brightly:
"Hello everyone! I'm digging up some secrets of the Longyan family!"
This is genuine digging material.
Wuxin, don't you see how this girl is doing whatever she wants in your house? Can you really control yourself and not chop her?
Gwen glanced at the Heartless Knight and found that he was indeed very well-educated. She just let out a faint breath and looked to the side with a look that she couldn't bear to look at.
If you get close to the past, you can hear words such as "Children and grandchildren will be blessed... Hey, I told you not to write a diary a long time ago... Why don't those Suka bastards destroy the corpses and eliminate all traces... Children and grandchildren will be blessed..." This kind of words are hidden in the words.
Outside, he looks like a happy-go-lucky person. I have to say he is very kind.
"Where's Mihayla?"
Gwen asked again.
Mideliya looked over with an expression that said, 'Why do you keep asking me, Sukka?', but she thought about it and answered:
"Mehaira and the bear are hunting."
"hunt?"
"Mihaila said, you have come, you can't leave empty-handed. But the bear didn't know why, suddenly became excited, took out a fishing rod from nowhere and started to go with Mihaila."
The words just fell.
The careless knight jumped up excitedly: "How can you return empty-handed! Let's go get my fishing rod!"
"?"
Gwen didn't know how this sentence hit this person's pain, making him look like he was furious and wanted to prove himself, but considering that the rabbit had already started to jump down, he and Laura were 'digging' the black hole.
Knowing this, I had no choice but to go out in person and accompany the Heartless Knight.
On the way back to the castle, I killed two more monsters.
Gwen finally knew the other person's name.
She calls herself:
"Aya."
…
"Aya, is this your real name?"
"Can not remember."
"Then you can't be sure that's your real name."
"I don't even remember if I'm a boy or a girl."
In the corridor, the two of them were pacing, discussing the issue of names and the current situation of the Fellow Account.
Although she pretends to be free and easy, Aya has always been concerned about the situation of the fellows.
Laura is not around, and there is no one who is disturbing the scenery.
Gwen asked: "Then have you ever thought about it...that is, have you ever thought about going up and taking a look?"
"Thought about it."
Aya answered honestly, then stretched out her hand, "Give me a cigarette?"
Gwen gave it to her, and after she ordered it, she said slowly:
"But I'm afraid."
"Afraid of hearing the sound of wind and rain, afraid of the sun shining on me, afraid that the train I love has become so beautiful that... I want to touch it and stay on it."
She blew out a smoke ring and smiled.
"It's too unrestrained, like a cicada that chirps and doesn't want to leave in the warm season. I..."
She raised her head, no longer wanting Gwen to see her face.
Gwen turned her head and walked forward.
He said softly and comfortingly:
"Put your fishing rods in that room, right? I'll go in first to see if there are any traps."
Give Aya some time, this woman will cheer up soon, because she was once the captain of the Fellowship.
…
Aya's master bedroom in Heartless Knight is a relatively well-preserved room.
Everything inside was messy and messy, and it was only caused by the bumps that made the whole train run like a crazy taxi. But from here, it can be seen that Aya was indeed a woman, because women's clothes were filled with clothes in the wardrobe, so it was suitable for her.
The elegant dress that matched her tall figure was still hanging on it.
but……
Would Aya wear this?
Gwen looked at the elegant dress with critical eyes, glanced left and right, couldn't help but walked up with a puffed face, stood on tiptoes, and determined that she was roughly at the position 'under the chest of Aya in the dress'.
A little depressed.
It seems that burning the soul will also cause the body to shrink. Although Aya is also very tall now, she must not be as tall as this dress shows.
"Slut."
He saw an old gramophone, which was playing a kind of music style that was a bit like blues.
However, due to the damage, the sound is very small and the sound quality is very noisy.
"It's almost the same as the one I had before my death."
Aya's voice startled Gwen. Even with his ability, he didn't hear the other person walking in.
The Heartless Knight is indeed a strong among the strong.
Or is it because I'm too tired?
It seems that I have to practice more when I go back... Gwen turned her head with a calm expression and said: "I didn't expect you to like music."
"Who doesn't like music?"
she said in surprise.
Gwen pointed to herself: "Me."
"Then you have to listen to my favorite, 'Late Night at Mirantdale.'"
The Heartless Knight walked to the side and saw the dress. He was startled and said the word that Gwen complained about:
"Slut."
It seems a bit unbelievable that I was a woman who would wear such clothes in the past.
Gwen burst out laughing.
During a moment when the air became friendly, he asked, "What song is that?"
"A beautiful piece. Sung by Finsney."
Did she remember it? Gwen thought, this person can't even remember his name or who he is, but he remembers his favorite music. This recommendation is really valuable.
He said perfunctorily:
"Hmm, um...I'll listen when I get back..."
"Ha! How did you know I had her record?"
"Ah? I mean..."
"Oh, you little bad guy, you actually know that I have her records!"
"Um, I..."
"Stop hiding it. You can't hide your wanting eyes, my little fairy."
…
Three minutes later, Gwen, who was holding a small box of records, looked blankly at the back of Aya, who was looking for a fishing rod.
When he reacted, he felt helpless.
At the same time, he began to wonder whether Long Yan was a member of the old Long family.
Even though Aya can be considered a good camp, her way of playing rogue is definitely a few ranks higher than Long Yan.
"...Do I really want to take this pile of stuff back?"
"...It's such a heavy record, and it feels so inconvenient to carry it around."
"...besides..."
Gwen muttered inwardly for a while.
Suddenly I heard Aya's excited cry: "I never thought that my legacy would not only seal the mind flayers, but also pass on culture. I'm really amazing. Speaking of Gwen, it may be a bit presumptuous to say this.
A little greedy... I think everything about you has a part of me."
She turned her head, her flaming pupils had the innocence and innocence of a child.
"This way I can see the whole world through your eyes."
Her exaggerated hands were raised, as if embracing the world.
Satisfied yet tired.
"A bit of a willful request, right? If there is someone who can listen to the songs I listen to, carry my hobbies, and look at my favorite land after my death, then I will definitely still exist, and you will be my existence.
Proof of.”
"..."
"please?"
"You are such a Suka brat."
"Thanks."
She turned her head and shrugged her shoulders a little.
Gwen sighed, muttered, packed the record bag, and tied it behind her back.