The Enemy Always Wants to Pull Me into a Coffin

Tonight, when Arecio was about to indulge himself in the thoughts of the past for a while, he heard the sound of the light brain.After hesitating for a while, he was afraid that the relevant personnel of the childcare center would come to him late at night in an emergency, so he picked up the light brain, and when he saw it, he said something cool——

[Luzius: I feel like you are looking at my vegetable field. 】

Arecio:? ? ?

He was so shocked that he dropped his optical brain.

[Luzius: Did you almost drop your optical brain? 】

If it is not impossible, Arecio really suspects that a psychopath has installed a monitor in his room!

【Lucius: I'm at your door, open the door. 】

What the hell is this three in a row!If it weren't for Arecio's strong psychological endurance, I'm afraid he would have fought out on the spot!

He opened the door, and the psychopath was standing outside holding a tray, and naturally walked in through the gap formed by his sideways.The aroma of the sweet soup floated leisurely, dispelling the coldness in the room. Alessio watched the saint sit down on the blanket in the middle of his room in a casual manner, put down the tray, and patted the place beside him.

"Why, I guessed it right? You really planned to plot against my dish just now, and you were so frightened that you almost lost your brain when I found out?"

"No!" Arecio said stiffly, but couldn't resist the temptation of the sweet soup, and sat down beside the psychopath.The psychopath took a spoon to fill a bowl for himself, and then left the whole pot that was no longer hot to Alessio.

Arecio: "..."

It seems that the neuropathy has a clear understanding of his appetite.

"Why do you suddenly want to make supper?" Arecio was a little puzzled holding the pot.

"I wanted to celebrate because I remembered something good."

He remembered Arlesi at many carnivals, smiling at him amidst loud music and laughter, gorgeous lights and plays.

"Are you still remembering it in the middle of the night?" Alessio was a little shocked, he didn't expect the psychopath to be so diligent.

"Recalling these is almost like a dream to me, especially..." The saint gave Arecio a deep look, and did not continue, but Arecio seemed to understand what he meant, and his eyelashes blinked Suddenly, the hand holding the spoon tightened.

"Especially... what?"

He asked, subconsciously lowering his voice, as if afraid of disturbing.

"Especially..." The neuropathy was here, took a sip of the soup with a spoon, seemed to think it tasted good, and took another sip.

"..."

Arecio wants to slap him with the bottom of a pot!

"I just want to explain that regaining that memory is not a painful thing for me... In fact, there is something I can't understand." The saint raised his eyes, "I admit that sometimes my thinking is different from ordinary people..."

When he said this, he met Aresio's eyes and quickly changed his words.

"It's different from normal people most of the time."

That's right.

"But I always feel that it's far from crazy, but you always call me that." He showed a troubled expression, "Could it be that something happened after that, it's hard for me to imagine myself going crazy. "

The same as seeking evidence, he asked further.

"Aresi, when do you think I started to become completely crazy?"

As soon as Alessio thinks about this question, he will explode!

"How do I know? I'm not with you all the time, how can I know when you got sick?"

It seems that after he became insane, he caused quite a deep psychological shadow on Arecio.That's right, when he first recovered from the coffin, Arecio was very wary of him, and it was only after getting along with him that he became what he is today.He remembered that he should have torn up a certain covenant, made Aresio angry, and seemed to have made some outrageous actions, such as tongue...

"I don't mean to blame you, I just want to analyze it together." Luzius' tone was gentle, and Aresio, who was about to explode, gradually calmed down in his words.He was actually a little curious about when the neuropathy was stimulated.

"Things that can shake me, I guess, there are roughly three things."

Luzius dug three pieces of fruit out of the sweet soup and put one on the spoon.

"The first thing is the shake of faith in the temple. We have already experienced this before we left the conservation center. We discovered the thousand-year-old plan of the temple to destroy the three pillars. Good and evil were reversed. I admit that I was It was really a big impact.”

He passed the spoon forward, and Arecio ate the fruit in one bite, and asked with his eyes while chewing, "And then?"

"The second thing is the prediction of the fire and rain. Don't be surprised. As far as I am concerned, I am still a human being, and I am still a living being attached to the world. If I know that the world is going to be destroyed, I can't ignore it."

Arecio ate the second piece of fruit, signaling him to continue.Ruzius scooped up the third piece from Shan Ruliu, and Alessio stretched out his head to take a sip, but Ruzius took the spoon back.

"...Are you kidding me?"

"No, the third thing I want to confirm with you." He looked directly at Aresio, with a solemn expression in his sky-colored pupils.

"Has anything serious happened to you?"

ask him?Arecio's face is inexplicable, what does this have to do with him?It wasn't him who became a psychopath, shouldn't he let the neuropathy recall what important events happened?

Neuropathy is unusually persistent this time.

"Recall the major events that happened to you, such as not leaving the castle for several months."

"Is it okay?" Arecio felt unreliable, "We basically see each other once a year, just during the carnival, and there may be occasional private gatherings in normal times, only three or four times a year. Moon doesn't see you or leave the castle, that's too much."

He continued, "Besides, I'm a three-generation blood race. It's hard for anyone to threaten me. What can I do..."

He stopped, and the saint's pupils flickered slightly.

"It seems that you remembered something."

Arecio opened his mouth, but the saint put the third piece of fruit to his mouth.Arecio subconsciously opened his mouth to eat, his eyes were a little dazed, he chewed and swallowed the fruit, and hurriedly wanted to speak.

"I……"

"You don't need to tell me directly, didn't you say at the beginning that you hope I can remember it by myself?" The saint smiled lightly, "It doesn't matter, I don't care about such a little time, it might be better to remember it slowly .”

Seeing that Arecio had finished eating, he put away the pot and bowl, got up, and was ready to go to sleep after tidying up.Arecio followed him all the way to the door. He saw the saint holding the pot turn back. Even with such a life-like posture, the saint can still be called awe-inspiring.

"Go to bed early, you have to go to work tomorrow."

After a pause, he said slowly.

"Didn't I just say that some memories are like dreams? I found that you are included in these memories." He lowered his eyes and spoke softly, "You are an exception outside the temple. Gathering here, exchanging those unorthodox ideas, or now, I talk to you, exploring common topics..."

"For me, it's all a beautiful thing like a dream."

"Even though more and more suffering may be upon us as memories progress, Arresi, we are free now. What we have done may have built a corner of today's world. "

"I will not forget this, and I hope you will not forget this, so don't feel guilty about me who keeps remembering it."

"Everything is what I want to think of, and I want to think of you."

After he finished speaking, he was about to turn around and leave when the blood race stopped him suddenly.

"Nervous... Luzius." The blood race called his name, hesitated a little, and overcame his shyness to say it.

"Even if it's me who lost my memory, I'm... willing to remember it." He raised his head, his deep rose-colored pupils were bright with a hint of shame, "I would also like to think of you, and make it a blessing like a dream. .”

The saint's eyes slowly widened, and suddenly, he approached the side of Aresio's neck.The expression caught by Aresio at that moment almost made Aresio think that the other party was about to show his fangs and wanted to take the opportunity to hunt him, a blood race.

However, the neuropathy showed restraint, and just let his breath blow on the tips of Aresio's ears, and after Aresio suddenly became nervous, he said something softly.

"Good night."

He went downstairs, and Alessio stood still for a while, lowered his head to hide his hot cheeks, and hammered the door frame.

Luzius went downstairs smoothly, but when he passed the restaurant, he already had to put the pot and bowl on the table beside him.He looked at his fingertips, which trembled slightly. The hunters of the temple had always undergone rigorous training, and his hands should remain stable even when they were dying.

But now, he was trembling.

A chill crept up his spine, and he tried to dismiss the thought, but it still lingered in his mind.He couldn't help thinking, after demonstrating the evil of the temple, and knowing that the fire rain was coming, what crushed him who could still hold on.

It can only be Arresi, it can only be that something happened to Arreci.

Is it Shenmian?Was Arresi announcing that he was going to sleep?That's nothing, he will go to Bloodmoon Castle, knock on the coffin with his own hands, and watch his fate sit up from inside in surprise or anger.

Is the temple going to appoint a new hunter?That didn't matter, he had thousands of ways to kill this hunter who had stepped in halfway, and it was impossible to even meet Aresio.

what is that?

He didn't dare to think about it, but his thoughts ran in that direction. When the last thought settled, he held his trembling left hand with his right hand.

Death, only death.

Arecio's death.

Perhaps he thought of a negative direction, his dreams, his old notes, in the next few days, began to slowly seep this ominous shadow.

In the dream, he returned to the village where he lived when he was a child. After contacting Aresio, he also tolerated other dark creatures to a certain extent.But in that hidden cave, he didn't find the former water demon, only saw some scattered star shells at the bottom of the water.

He felt a little regretful, but he didn't take this matter to heart. He still did his own thing and took his own notes.

[On the routine group divination day of the temple, the results of Noah's divination are irrelevant again.He is too bad, I am worried that the temple will dismiss him, and I need to stand up at that time, the price may be that I will pay his living expenses in the future. 】

[Facts have proved that food does not affect the relationship, he has a good relationship with the star actress. 】

[After checking the classics, it seems that the water demon will not migrate easily. Is that water demon a special case? 】

[I went to the wrong area, was reprimanded, and was confined for three days. 】

[The teacher gave me a few assignments, and this month, there seem to be a lot of such assignments. 】

[Ask other hunters, only I added tasks? 】

[Areci is very busy recently, and the shadow bats I released couldn't find him. He told me in advance that there might be civil strife in the blood race. I am mentally prepared. I hope I don't wait until next year, and I hope he won't sleep in the coffin. Wake up, I'm looking forward to this year's carnival. 】

[Inside the temple, there is something to hide from me. 】

【...I learned about that, everything. 】

【…】

[I saw Alessi again, he looked tired, he was injured. 】

【He told me, don't spread your real wings again, because it really hurts. 】

【…】

[Although that is not my duty, but...]

[I really want to kill Theo. 】