four people living together

If I, if I am better than others, then he also—"

"No, he won't be proud, he will be very worried." Lemarlock denied him, and now he understood why Credence didn't care about this kind of harm at all.The opponent was so good and strong that his understanding deviated from the correct track, and he didn't realize it.

"He'll scold you, then scold me, and finally Theseus scold me again." Lemarlock sighed, seeing the smile solidify on the child's face again.

Lemarlock has never experienced this kind of worrying about gains and losses, but he can also understand from Credence's reaction that Credence is so afraid of losing that he is willing to sacrifice everything to keep his ability to keep Percival. qualifications.

"Credence, I think you have misunderstood Graves." Lemarlock squeezed Credence's fingers and slowly retracted the finger webs, "Or...you have a relationship with him before, It was a bit of a misunderstanding."

Credence panicked.He didn't know what Lemarlock was about to say, but questioning his relationship with Percival was like giving him a huge shock.

Lemarlock quickly patted his face to calm him down, and then asked carefully—"Tell me, were you worse than you are now before you were with Mr. Graves?"

Credence hesitated for a moment, then hung his head and nodded.

"Dirty, stupid, can't do anything right, like litter on the sidewalk?" asked Lemarlock.

Credence frowned, then nodded emphatically.

"You didn't know anything at that time, right? I heard from Newt that when you were brought back, you didn't even have a wand. You weren't even a wizard in your world." Lemarlock asked again.

Credence's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he felt like crying.

"Then I want to know," Lemarlock crossed his hands, shrugged his shoulders, and said - "Did Mr. Graves like you at that time?"

Credence didn't quite understand what Lemarlock meant, and looked up at him curiously.

"Tell the truth, don't deliberately distort the reality of the situation because of your own thoughts." Lemarlock reminded.

After hesitating for a long time, Credence said in a low voice—"Hi... like it."

"That's it," Lemarlock pouted and held Credence's shoulder, "Look, you were nothing at that time, dirty and ugly—I've seen you—and nothing No, I cried after being yelled at twice by Theseus, and was tied to a chair by him."

Thinking of what happened at that time, Lemarlock couldn't help but laugh a little.

At that time, Credence was like a child who had just left his parents, crying all the way, and even Lemarlock felt sorry for him.

But even so—"Even if you can now cast spells, use a wand, and help Mr. Graves, can you say that his feelings for you have changed? He loves you less because you were useless before." Are you a little bit, or because you are useful now, do you love you a little bit more?"

Credence said nothing.He couldn't tell.Because what Lemarlock said was the truth, and Credence couldn't refute the fact that Parcival's kindness to him had not changed.

He felt that it was because Parcival was a good person, so he didn't hate him, didn't look down on him, and didn't give up on him, but—"I don't hate these things, it has nothing to do with love."

"I never knew how to use a wand," Lemarlock said, shrugging, "but I never felt that if I knew how to use a wand, the old man would like me more. It doesn't matter."

Parcival had loved Credence from the worst of times, and he could only be relieved that Credence was better.But that definitely doesn't mean that he wants Credence to torture himself to meet his standards, otherwise it can't be called love.

"Don't drive yourself to death, that's certainly not what Mr. Graves wants to see." Lemarlock patted Credence's head.

Credence pursed his lips tightly, and it took him a long time to answer the word "um" silently.

Lemarlock smiled, put his arms around Credence's shoulders, and did not forget to warn—"But don't tell them about this today, or I will be really miserable. Theseus has already done a lot of harm to my body I don't want him to peel off another layer of my fish scales."

Credence also laughed. Although Percival didn't hear it, Credence, who has always had a more sensitive ear, noticed the fighting next door every now and then.

But he didn't have the nerve to tell Percival, nor did he tell Lemarlock.Just occasionally cast an anti-disturbance spell on the wall before going to bed, so that Parcival can continue to know nothing.

TBC

(8) Gratitude

But, of course, Percival was not always ignorant.

Not long after the assessment was over, he accidentally discovered that Credence passed his wand on the wall before going to bed, and after persistent interrogation, Percival learned the truth of the matter.

Then he suddenly remembered that he hadn't talked to the abuser.However, recalling the state of Lemalok in recent days, it seems that there is no sign of being destroyed.

"Probably...probably they have a better tolerance," Credence said awkwardly, and said euphemistically—"It's just... soaking in sea water or something, they should be able to recover."

"That's a good way, let's see if he can teach you." Percival patted the bed, signaling Credence to come over.And showed a meaningful expression, forcing Credence not to look up.

He didn't tell the other party that Lemarlock had asked him for laceration ointment, and he thought it would be good for Credence to continue to understand.

That's right, Haimin's tolerance is indeed relatively good.So Lemarlock was beaten by Theseus repeatedly, and the next day he was soaked in water and salt and was alive and well.On the contrary, Theseus was somewhat invincible, and within a few days he pulled Percival away, wanting to have a private talk with him.

"I've been a little distressed recently." Theseus cut to the chase. After closing the door with his wand, he pulled Percival to sit down and let out a long sigh.

Parcival suppressed a smile, "I think you're a little hypocritical."

"The troublesome thing is that I'm a bit impatient," Theseustan said. "It's strange. We both rest these days, and I sleep longer than usual. As you can see, I wake up almost as late as you."

Parcival knew that this wasn't the point of his friend's point, the point was—"Can you be worthy of fighting and looting every day?"

Theseus still wanted to explain. Seeing Percival's clear attitude, he didn't talk nonsense, and continued, "...I don't want to do this either, but I can't control myself. How did you do it? I can see that you look fine."

"I know how to be temperate," Percival smiled, "work and rest, understand?"

"Pull it down, can you control that young man lying beside you?"

Theseus could not.It’s a good thing he hasn’t tasted it before, he has already enjoyed the taste of raw seafood once, how could he not want it when he is free, especially a warrior like him who is full of energy and beats sea witches with his bare hands.

Percival knew that he couldn't confess to Theseus in an orderly manner how he was temperate, so he quickly pulled the topic back, "...Let's not talk about this, let's talk about you, how often is it like this? How many days? "

Theseus looked at Percival for a while, shook his head, and said - "You should ask me how many times a day."

Parcival expressed his shock, and felt a little bit of sympathy for Lemaloc after being shocked.He'd never forget the only time he'd let Credence stop casting the anti-disturbing spell, howling like a pig through a wall.

"You can't do it like this. There is a saying that a small stroke will make you happy, but a big stroke will hurt your body." Percival persuaded, "I think you are almost wiped out, take it easy."

That being said, Percival still couldn't help asking—"You think you are so frequent...does the sea witch like it?"

Theseus thought carefully and answered cautiously—"It's okay? Anyway... are you getting used to it?"

"I don't like it, I'm not used to it, I'm uncomfortable, I'm uncomfortable, I'm in pain, I'm physically and mentally exhausted," Lemarlock rolled up a quilt and began to play tricks, "I said I won't do it anymore, you can do it again Sleeping with Credence."

"I won't allow it," Theseus yanked off Lemarlock's quilt and dragged him out, "...Persival won't allow it either. And you sleep with him, and he doesn't talk, you two are not good Awkward."

"Actually, he likes to chat." Lemarlock rolled up the quilt again to cover himself like a maggot, "You didn't give him a chance to talk, and he talked when you teased him, more than I did. "

Theseus tried a second time to tear Lemarlock's quilt away, but he failed.Because Lemarlock was stirring very tightly, with a look of resignation to death, and pressed the edge of the quilt under him.

As a last resort, Theseus had to sleep by himself—no, he simply slept on top of Lemarlock, pressing him down.

"Yes, he talks as soon as he teases you, and you get wet when you tease him." Theseus stroked Lemarlock's hair shamelessly.

At that moment Lemarlock felt that he knew a false Theseus.

But he can no longer be with Credence, because—"I'm going back in two days, and you can see if the young man needs help these days. As you said, he usually Li probably didn't dare to ask Parcival, he should only dare to talk to you. We have disturbed them for a long time, and if there is anything we can help, we will help him."

Lemarlock nodded, and he thought so too.Especially after Theseus talked to him several times about the influence of his living habits on humans, although Lemallock tried his best to notice and correct it, it still inevitably caused inconvenience to Percival and Credence.

So after thinking for a while, Lemarlock said hesitantly—"A few days ago, I heard Credence say that Percival's birthday is happy."