Hyperdimensional Warlock

Chapter 1253 Shepherd City under the Fog

Bid farewell to the antique shop in Zslade, all the way to the exit in silence.

Perhaps seeing what Angor was thinking, Sanders pondered for a moment and said: "Zslade has his own set of criteria for judging. He respects balance, and he will also give while invading. This is not only He has this set of standards for his clients, and at the same time, he treats those who have been violated because of the transaction equally."

Sanders paused for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said, "Speaking of which, when Zslade first entered the wizarding world, he was somewhat similar to you."

"However, you are better than him. Even if you don't like it in your heart, you can still face it rationally and objectively. But back then, Zislade was extremely passionate."

It was the first time for Angel to hear Sanders talk about his own past, and he couldn't help being curious: "Then what happened after that?"

"Human life is too short, and human nature is too elusive. The longer you experience it, the more you will understand. Time wears down Zislade's blood, and no matter how naive a person is, he can't stand it again and again." The wind blows the rain." Sanders did not explain what "the wind blows the rain", but continued after a pause: "Speaking of which, I don't think he has changed much from the past. At least, compared to As far as the rest of the wizarding world is concerned, they have maintained their original aspirations for hundreds of years."

Sanders turned his head and looked at the row of cursive characters on the wall of the gate——

"If you are willing to burn the glory of life in exchange for a rose. I think you must be crazy."

Although this sentence comes from "The Flower Seller Who Dances for Evil", in fact the author of this book is Zslade.He engraved this sentence on the gate of his house, not only to show his identity, but also to mean that this is Zslade's own experience.

He is both self-reporting and self-examination.

Because he had such an impulse before, he exchanged his own life for an inconspicuous rose.

……

Fly on a gondola.

As before, the gondola was concealed by Sanders with illusion, and others could not see it.

But even if you don't use illusion to cover it up, no one will notice such a sky.

fog.

And it's cloudy and foggy.

The sky is gloomy, turning the tone of the entire Shepherd City into blue-black, on the boundary between clearly visible and blurred.

Coupled with the heavy fog, although the fog is not too thick, it still reduces visibility by a few points.Except for the vicinity of street lights and the surroundings of building lights, which can be seen clearly, other places are indistinct outlines.

Angel drove the gondola and flew out of Shepherd City.

Along the way, because of the previous deal with Zslade, Angel realized something, and fell into a kind of self-questioning thinking.Sanders also remained silent, still thinking about the waves of shock that Angor had brought to him earlier in his mind.

For a while, the atmosphere of silence lasted for a while.

It wasn't until he was about to reach the outer area of ​​Shepherd City that Angel came back to himself. It wasn't because he figured it out, but because he was attracted by a radiance on the ground.

Below is a climbing road. There are building outlines on both sides of the slope. There are no street lights, but the light from the buildings escapes, making the climbing road at least not so dark.

This climbing road is not on the main road of the main city, so the urban construction plan has not yet been extended to this point. There are no floor tiles on the ground, just a pure dirt road.There seemed to be a drizzle last night, which made the road very muddy.

At this time, on this muddy slope, there was a figure holding an oil lamp, staggering forward.

This figure was wearing a rainproof cloak, so Angel didn't pay attention to it at first, thinking it was a lonely passerby.Later, it caught Angel's attention because the ground was too slippery and she fell down.

She was lying on the ground, the hood of the cloak fell down because of the movement, revealing her full head of white hair.

The oil lamp also fell nearby, and the dim light just happened to shine on her face.Angel looked down from the sky, and immediately saw the old face illuminated by the brilliance.

This is an old lady, exactly the one Angel saw in the antique shop in Zslade!

Angor looked at the people on the ground, and the sense of familiarity in his eyes became stronger and stronger. He didn't even notice it. Because of observation, he also hovered the gondola.

This caught Sanders' attention.

Sanders looked down, but saw a white-haired grandmother lying on the ground. She seemed to have fallen and lay on the ground for a long time without moving.After a while, I held on and slowly sat up.

Sitting muddy on the climb, surrounded by a blue-black background with the occasional bright light visible.The mist floated, and the old man was panting in a low voice.

Sanders looked at Angor: "Why, do you know her?"

Angel shook his head: "I don't know, I always feel a little familiar, but I can't remember it."

Sanders heard Angor's words and looked at the old man on the ground again. Compared with before, Sanders was much more serious this time.However, the conclusion reached this time is the same as before: "A very ordinary human being, if you really want to pick something special, she has a sense of disobedience."

"Sense of violation?"

"Her eyes don't look like those of an old man, but her aging spirit is not fake."

Sanders' words made Angel immediately think of some novels in the holographic tablet: "Could it be that a young soul broke into the body of another old man with gorgeous hair?"

Sanders laughed for a while: "If the soul can invade the body so easily, why do you think there are so many dead souls wandering around in the world? Soul invasion, there are many restrictions in it, how can a soul that can reach such a limit choose a living one?" An ordinary old man who won't be long?"

"What's more, this person's body and soul are compatible, and there is no contradiction."

Angel was thoughtful, and seemed to think of something: "I actually saw her in an antique shop before, will she be Lord Zislade's guest? Her current situation is a trade of youth and longevity for of?"

Sanders pondered for a moment: "It's possible. However, even if it simulates a young girl, I have never seen it."

The old woman on the ground finally stood up. Her foot seemed to be sprained, so she could only hold on to the railing on the side of the path and move forward slowly.As her figure slowly faded away, Sanders said to Angel: "It's time to go."

Angel nodded. Regardless of whether he recognizes this old lady or not, what he can confirm is that even if he has a sense of familiarity, the sense of familiarity is not strong enough for him to recognize her at a glance. If he thinks about it, this old lady is probably not an acquaintance. .At most, they are familiar strangers, and they are still ordinary people... There is no need to continue to spend time thinking about it.

Thinking of this, Angel took a last look at her staggering back, and drove the gondola towards the blue-black sky in the distance.

……

Anada raised her head and looked at the blue-black sky filled with fog.

For some reason, she felt that someone was spying on her just now, and the line of sight came from the sky.However, after looking at it for a long time, she didn't find any clues.

Could it be that she felt wrong?
At this time, someone pushed open the window on the top floor of a four-story building by the side of the road, and a little fat man whose facial features were all squeezed by flesh showed his head.

This little fat man was probably thirteen or fourteen years old. When he saw Anada, his eyes lit up, and then rolled his eyes, as if thinking of something.He sucked his cheeks sharply, and spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm in a parabola towards Anada's direction.

However, the bear's aim was poor, and the thick phlegm landed five or six meters away from Ananda.

Anada glared at the little fat man fiercely, and wanted to scold a few words, but her current body couldn't bear it anymore, so she could only mutter in a low voice: "Damn brat, if it was just a few days ago, I would have to go to bed!" Go upstairs and remove your limbs!"

That being said, Anada is now weak and weak, how can she compare to that little fat man.

She could only spit helplessly, bent her body, and staggered away, and she could still hear the little fat man's loud laughter behind her.

After the prank by the bear child, Anada didn't pursue the feeling of being spied on before. Maybe the feeling of being spied on was caused by the residents in the nearby high-rise buildings who made fun of her after she fell down.

Anada left the climbing road with a gloomy mood.It is still a few hundred meters away from the home she is renting. In the past, she would have arrived home in a few minutes, but for her now, the few hundred meters are as long as the past ten miles.

Anada moved her steps slowly, her muscles and bones felt solidified, which made her very uncomfortable.In addition, I sprained my ankle before, and it is even more uncomfortable to walk.

After finally moving more than 200 meters, Ananda couldn't walk, so she had to sit on a flower bed by the roadside to rest.

While Anada was resting, a melodious singing suddenly came to her ears.

She turned her head curiously, but saw the voice of singing coming from the theater behind her.

She knew this drama theater, it was a children's choir during the day, and an adult singing at night, and she had heard one before when she was not old.However, as a lowly Asian, I really can't appreciate this kind of decadent music.Rather than listening to these ambiguous and lingering love poems, it is better to go to the Meixiang Grand Theater to watch an adult stage play.

Now, the voices coming from the drama theater were the melodious sounds about love and love that she didn't like in the past.

However, maybe it was necessary to listen to it as a last resort, or maybe I just experienced something uncomfortable. After listening to the singing in it, Anada inexplicably felt less disgusted.

Even, I was fascinated by it.

The love poem in the choir tells the story of a romantic son and true love. Unfortunately, after going through all kinds of hardships, the couple finally got together. Let go of the little girl who has been loyal all her life.

The story is cliché, but the love poem is beautiful.

"How many people have loved you, the figure when the coconut flower blooms at night. Love your beauty, love your graceful waist."

"How many people have missed you, the outline outlined by the white goose pen. Missed your past, missed your starry smile."

"But the years have still carved marks on your face."

"Even though I'm old, even though I'm full of wrinkles, even though everyone has left you, I'm still in the mountains, behind the stars, and in your memory, just as it was before, waiting to be read by you."

Perhaps Ananda has never experienced this kind of love, but the contrast between before and after the time has changed is deeply in her heart.Not long ago, she was a young and beautiful girl, but now... wrinkled and old, as if she was about to enter a coffin.

"Will anyone care about me like this?" Anada muttered in a low voice, but the shadow of a young boy involuntarily appeared in her mind.That was her childhood sweetheart, Whitbyton.

"What is said in the hymn is true, love will eventually pass away, and youth will also age." Ananda took a deep breath, "As long as you can embark on this road, everything is worth it."

Thinking of this, Anada stood up again.It's only 200 meters away from home.

As long as she returns home, she can take the potion she got from Zslade, even if she loses her youth, even if she promises all kinds of money from Zislade, as long as she succeeds, she is willing to give everything!
(End of this chapter)