Tides: Years of Dawn

"I didn't understand." Gareth said bitterly. He was a little wronged now, so he could only focus on the fool who was chained in the corner.

Tristan tied the fool up, put a collar around his neck, and locked the other end in the corner of the bed.He didn't seem to be uncomfortable at all, he sat obediently in his original position, raised his head slightly, and looked out the window.

Gareth complained about Tristan's actions. He thought that he should either kill the idiot, or let the idiot go. What kind of thing is it to use a chain to trap the idiot like a dog? It's quite annoying to think about it heart.

Gareth didn't like iron chains. Although he had no impression that iron chains had given him any bad experiences, he just didn't like them.I don't even like to see a fool look contented, as if he was born to be treated like this.

"He's the animal that survived." Tristan said, glanced at the fool, and raised his boots, pointing to the huddled thing in the corner, "That brand is from the Leopard family, it seems that it can't be faked gone."

After returning, Tristan re-examined the imprint on the fool's body to make sure that it was burnt on when he was a child.The surrounding flesh has already grown into the wound, but the shape of the leopard family crest seems to be born under the skin, dark red like a birthmark.

"So... are we too?" Gareth touched his neckline.To be honest, he never thought about the origin of this imprint, as if it had been there as long as he could remember.Just because I can see it every day, I will not be curious about it.

But the accident of picking up a fool this time made him feel that he should study himself well.Although Tristan has said that he is not a descendant of the royal family, and there is no gold and silver mountain waiting for him to inherit, but it is human instinct to trace the source. Even if he is told that he is a bounty hunter for eighteen generations, then He also wanted to know the exact number.

"No," Tristan said bluntly, "I have nothing to do with you or the Leopard family."

As he spoke, Tristan took out two cigarettes from the cigarette case—damn, he shoved the cigarettes back from Gareth’s pocket at some point—tossed one to the other party, and lit one for himself.

"Then we are Eagles?" Gareth asked again.He seemed to have heard these two from the pharmacy owner.

"No," Tristan vetoed the second time, raised his chin towards Gareth, his eyes fell on the edge of a little brand mark exposed on the neckline, and said hoarsely - "We belong to the spider family."

Gareth felt an acid regurgitation in his stomach.He hastily unbuttoned his clothes, glanced at the imprint on his right chest, and covered his face bitterly.

It's really strange, the others are all eagles, leopards, maybe lions and tigers, even if they don't do well, they can end up with snakes, dogs or something like that, who knows it's actually a reptile.

Gareth lamented the injustice of fate and suffered from the realization that he had a large spider tattooed on his chest.

He never realized that his brand was a spider!Obviously, it's just two circles, one big and one small, put together, with a few curved lines as decorations. It's good to say that it's two suns or the sun and the moon shining together.

Gareth felt that he didn't want to look in the mirror anymore, he couldn't look directly at the mark on his chest anymore.

He repented, he shouldn't have known his life experience at all.If that life experience had something to do with spiders, it would be better to let him be ignorant and fearless for the rest of his life.

"Every family has raised a group of animals like him, which are specially used to hunt down and execute criminals, so he—" Tristan seemed to have not noticed the sudden change in Gareth's face, and continued to continue the topic seriously, He pointed at the huddled thing in the corner with his finger holding the cigarette again—"He is a beast in essence, and he is a beast that escaped or got lost inadvertently."

"His master is on the other side." Gareth suddenly remembered the words "my world is on the other side" that the fool kept repeating, and seemed to understand a little bit.At least within the scope of his cognition, he didn't realize that in so many countries he traveled, there was no family that raised people as livestock.

Therefore, it is probably not their world that treats people as animals, but the opposite world.

Tristan finally nodded this time.

"But..." Gareth also held the cigarette in his mouth, but he didn't light it for a long time.He tried his best to use his simple brain to sort out his thoughts, and finally found the crux of the problem - "According to his logic, our family is also on the opposite side, so why...we will come to the front?"

"Oh, this one..." Tristan threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stomped it out, looked up at Gareth, and said—"Probably through time travel, for example, I held your little hand to sleep , I brought you here when I woke up."

"Put on—" Gareth frowned just as he was about to answer, "...Put on your dick."

"Really," Tristan didn't laugh, and said more seriously—"In layman's terms, this is called crossing, but academically, it's called crossing boundaries."

Gareth returned to the state where he didn't understand at first, and shook his head blankly.

"You'll understand when you grow up," Tristan smiled, lit another cigarette, and puffed out a deep puff of smoke, "You just need to know that we're about to shoot, because you put The branded animal has been picked up, and now it cannot be thrown away. The owner of the animal will definitely come to the door and give a lesson to those who took in the animal, especially you."

"But I didn't do anything, he followed—"

"Did you save him?"

"...That's right."

"That's why, no one can take in other people's animals, let alone save him. You should have let him be beaten to death in the first place, so that we won't offend his master."

Gareth felt incredible, "Even if he is a dog, others would rather the dog be killed?"

"Of course, whoever made him run away is a punishment." Tristan said it as a matter of course.

Gareth wanted to understand but found that he couldn't understand. He could only nod his head half-understood, but just as he was about to check that the several weapon stash points in the room were all prepared with ammunition, he hesitated for a moment and went back to the table— — "So...the ones with the brand are all beasts?"

"Yeah," Tristan looked up at him, "the bastard got burned when he was a kid."

Gareth opened his mouth slightly.

Seeing the change in Gareth's expression, Tristan also realized that he had said the wrong thing.

It was a question Gareth shouldn't have asked, or Tristan shouldn't have answered in the affirmative.

Because Gareth stared blankly at each other for a while, then silently touched his chest again, not knowing whether to cry or laugh—"Ah...so, I'm not just a reptile, I'm also a reptile." Beast..."

TBC