Reborn Awakening (GL)

Tafil couldn't help sneering, "You are really willing to be controlled by the black dragon."

Lurek laughed a few times, then lowered his volume suddenly, and gritted his teeth close to Tafel's ear: "He controls me, and I control others. Why not? You ask this to pretend What is noble? Don’t forget, we are all the same, for our own selfish desires, we can even sell ourselves to the black dragon.”

As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he had caught something, he took a few steps back, kept a safe distance, and said with a smile: "Why, could it be that the second brother has a different heart for Mr. Chi?"

"You and I can't escape the black dragon's eyes, so there's no need to gossip."

"That's good. Lord Chi will come back to life eventually, and El and the mainland will be completely ruled by him. We serve him as meritorious service, and he will not treat us badly." Lurek didn't care about Tafil's words, and walked around behind the table , sat on the Tafel chair, comfortably raised Erlang's legs, and seemed to be able to see the future he was looking forward to in his eyes: "Now, as long as you join hands with me to help Sir Chi, the future Ainota, I would like to share with you equally."

"Okay." Tafil said coldly, "Then I hope that you and I, brothers, will never have to go to the day when everyone betrays their relatives."

"I have not been favored since I was a child, and you were also sent far to the border. The father only has his and Hilda's children in his heart, and he has already abandoned us! Now you and I have the power in our hands. People who are loyal to this right will As relatives, as long as we get rid of the two scourges of Changsheng and Mingluo, everything is under our control, so why would we betray our relatives?"

"Brother is right." Tafil turned his back to Lurek and walked to the window, looking at the heavy rain outside the window, snorted a sneer, and was shattered by the sound of the rain in less than a second.

……

Flange looked at the Tower into the Clouds in the distance, and the falling rain blurred people's vision. He clutched the letter in his hand, hesitating whether to move on.

Not long ago, King Dilanther was assassinated by someone. At first, he was in a trance occasionally, and he didn't pay much attention to it. It wasn't until one day that he suddenly fell to the ground, lost his ability to move after waking up, and even found it extremely difficult to speak. He has been taking a colorless, odorless, chronic poison for a long time, and the initial symptoms are difficult to detect. At this time, the poisoning has been deep, and all the medical officials are helpless.

Knowing this that day, Tafil hurried to Di Lanse's bedroom, and Frange followed him. When he saw him go to the bed and squat down to listen, Di Lanse said something to him with great difficulty. People heard it clearly, only knew that when he stood up, his expression was solemn, and he immediately ordered to block the news, declaring to the outside world that the king was ill and needed to rest, and the Second Highness Tafil would temporarily handle everything on his behalf in the future.

That night, Flange saw that Tafil was drafting a book that seemed to recall the Little Highness Mingluo, but after hesitating again and again, he burned it.

"You are..."

"Father asked me to recall Mingluo and assist him to inherit the great responsibility. I am very happy to be so trusted by my father. But he is too partial and wants to leave everything to his fourth brother, but he doesn't know that Talan is not suitable for that. The child survives."

Frange couldn't help frowning, and asked tentatively, "Is this protecting your Highness?"

Tafil raised his eyes and stared at him, his eyes were sharp and chilling.

The next day, Tafil came forward to bail Lurek and released him from prison. Afterwards, Lurek began to have frequent contacts with his former supporters. His disappointed man has once again joined his camp.

Di Lancer couldn't afford it, Lurek regained support and became more rampant, but Tafil, for some reason, backed down to his various actions step by step over and over again.

Flange knew that the tough man who once guarded the border had changed in Taran's silent power struggle, but he preferred to believe that all these changes were caused by the man he found.

The envelope that was wet with rain had already been wrinkled by him. After hesitating and struggling, he quickly ran into the alley beside him, leaned under a tree, opened the envelope and read the letter, that's all, he was silent for a long time, tore it up, deeply Step deep into the mud.

——You must have your own judgment in everything, and don't trust anyone easily, including me.

--This is an order.

***

It would take at least two months for any news to go back and forth between Statar and Taran.

The large-scale blood sacrifice in Eggert's memory in the last life is just around the corner, and Chang Sheng knows that the demons have long been impatient, and they don't have so much time to wait.

The letter asking for help had been mailed by Blind a month ago, and one month should be enough time to reach Taran.The appointed reception time was approaching, and the four people who were guests at the Jiakalun Palace gradually revealed the restlessness hidden in their hearts in the expressions of communicating with each other.

Here, they don't get any news from the outside world, and they don't know all the variables. All they can do is believe that the person they trust with their lives will also go all out for the parting appointment.

It took them a month to figure out the guarding situation inside Gakalun, formulate a route to sneak into the seal, and reserve three escape routes for backup. It is not careful, but it is the best they can do. .

On this day, the four of them made an appointment early and decided to act at night, and then they tacitly left without disturbing each other.

"Don't be nervous when you don't need to be nervous." This is what Mogg said before leaving in the morning.

So he really gathered a few servants to tease the bulls. He said that he once met fierce beasts in the mountains, met bullies on the street, and even almost lost his arm in a duel with a master... There are so many things to say , These wonderful stories in the eyes of others are nothing worth mentioning compared to everything he has endured.

Jiang Zheng happened to pass by and stood aside for a while, listening with gusto, she met his gaze when he turned his head, she didn't have time to react, saw Mogg smiled lightly, turned around and continued talking about the unfinished story story.

Jiang Zheng stretched, turned around and wandered elsewhere.

Some time ago, with Irene's company, Baozi asked around and searched for information about alchemy to make synthetic animals. He wanted to find a way to cure his sister, but finally found that this kind of alchemy is irreversible at all. possibility of recovery.

In fact, after being in contact with alchemy for so many years, he already knew the answer in his heart, but he didn't want to give up that hope of saving himself, and he didn't want to admit that his cowardice ruined his sister's life back then, hoping to change something through his own efforts.

However, on the day when he finally gave up, Baozi felt that everything had returned to the past. He was still that helpless child. When he opened his eyes, he saw the hands that he could not change. "The pained look of the men biting, as if telling him: "All this is meaningless, all the efforts you have made all this time are just your self-comfort, you know better than anyone else in your heart, you can't change it at all by doing this. What, just evading responsibility."

He was always curled up in a corner, sobbing softly.

Irene walked lightly to his side, squatted down cautiously, patted his back lightly, and remained silent for a long time.Until he couldn't open his heavy eyes, his little head drooped on his shoulders, and he fell asleep in a daze.

The weight of breathing and warmth on the shoulders broke into the helpless heart unexpectedly, like a person who came with charcoal in the snow, sending a wordless warmth in the extreme cold.

At this moment, the two were sitting side by side by the lotus pond, each with their own thoughts in silence.

After an unknown amount of time, Baozi broke the silence first.

"In a few days, my friend and I will be leaving." He said with a wry smile.It's hard to describe the feeling of saying goodbye without even daring to tell when you actually left.

"Well, I heard from sister Jiang Zheng." Irene answered with her head bowed.

Baozi couldn't help sighing, losing the topic to continue the conversation.

I don't know how long it has passed, and Irene suddenly asked in a low voice: "Will you come to play again?"

"I do not know either."

"That's it..." Irene rubbed her skirt unconsciously with her fingers, and bit her lip, as if mustering up the courage to make up her mind, she touched Baozi's arm with her elbow, and said with lowered eyes, "Brother Yousen, You marry me."

Baozi was taken aback suddenly: "What?"

"I don't care who you and your friends are, and I don't care what your purpose is when you come here, and whether you have achieved it or not." Irene's eyes were clear. She knew from the beginning that Baozi's intention was not pure, but she never I used to care about every bit: "If you marry me, you are mine. The past can be over, and you don't have to go anywhere in the future, and no one can bully you or look down on you. You can take care of your family. Take it, and they will never be bullied again in the future!"

These words were immature and ridiculous, but they used the most firm tone. Just like before, she didn't ask anything, didn't care about anything, and promised him so firmly: "I will find a way to send you out."