Interstellar Stone Gambler

"Hey! Are you all right, Ann?"

As soon as he walked out of Gretel's temporary office, he met Nanbu's delicate smiling face. Angel, who was still in his arms, forgot all his troubles in an instant, and was left speechless for a while, "What can I do? But my brother." And can you put away your schadenfreude expression before caring about me!

"Really? I thought you would be scolded for going to the battlefield privately!" Nan Bu, who looked up to the sky innocently, was slapped on the ground by Rockefeller as soon as he finished speaking.

"I think you are quite happy that Xiao An was scolded."

"Why, how could it be~" Nan Bu, who couldn't straighten up in pain, looked back at Rockefeller with difficulty, and said with a doggy smile, "I really care about Xiao An, really."

Rockefeller snorted mockingly, let go of an off-line boy, and then watched Nanbu quickly hide behind Witherspoon as if he had encountered a scourge, and suddenly had the idea of ​​pulling him out to teach him a lesson .

Standing among the rowdy crowd, Angel looked at the rising sun in the distance and raised the corners of his lips happily.

Maybe there are many things in this world that are terrible, but there are always some people with you, aren't they?

"Speaking of which, did Major General Great tell you about the next arrangement?"

Witherspoon was the first to regain his sanity, but looking at the serious face of this meticulous orc, Angel couldn't help but secretly slander in his heart. In fact, it was because this guy didn't participate at all that he got back to the topic so quickly. .

Shaking his head helplessly, he can only express that it is too late for his brother to want him to stay away from these right and wrong, how could he tell him the follow-up arrangements.

"However, the students of the college should be sent back immediately." Rockefeller rubbed his chin and pondered, "After all, it is not a regular army, so we probably won't stay any longer. It's a pity that this field test will end before it even begins. gone."

Poking his head out from behind Witherspoon, Nanbu looked at the helpless Rockefeller and took up the topic without fear of death, "Only you, a tough fellow, would like to stay in such a terrifying place full of wild beasts!"

"Oh~ What did you just say? I didn't hear clearly~"

Staring at the silver-haired boy's crunching fists on his chest, Nan Bu decisively retreated behind his younger brother.

Speechlessly watching the two live treasures making a fuss, Angel, whose hair was full of black lines, had no doubts. He absolutely saw the corners of the mouth of this real facial paralyzed, serious patient, Witherspoon twitching just now!

"By the way, what about Hills?"

"Marshal Sears?" Rockefeller was taken aback by Angel's question, and shook his head evasively, "How do I know, the Marshal can't tell me every move he takes."

"Really?" Looking suspiciously at Rockefeller's uncomfortable expression, Angel lowered his eyes slightly and stopped talking.

"Is this little guy still sleeping?" Finding a gap, Rockefeller quickly changed the subject, and a trace of nervousness rarely flashed across his blue pupils.

"Well, I haven't woken up."

"So, you have to go to rest quickly!"

"Huh?" Before he could react to Rockefeller's magical turn, there was a sudden weight on his shoulders, and Angel was pushed towards the dormitory area by Rockefeller.

"Peng Peng, do you think Rockefeller's mood is a bit strange?"

The orc who was called shook his hand pushing the glasses, and then straightened the frame, his face distorted, "Who knows! Also, how many times have I been told not to call me Pengpeng!"

"But it's cute."

"Who wants to be cute!" He is an orc!It's an orc!

Looking at Nan Bu's innocent eyes, the villain in Witherspoon's heart, who has always been known for his calmness, went crazy.

On the other side, Angel, who was forcibly pressed onto the bed by Rockefeller, lay in the soft quilt for a while, speechless.

"What are you looking at! Go to sleep now!"

Angel couldn't laugh or cry, "Rockefeller, you are more verbose than my parents."

"You boy, your skin is itchy again, isn't it?"

Silently shrunk his head under the quilt, Angel shook his head decisively, but did not get any reply. In doubt, a certain dazedly looked at the pitch-black piece in front of him, and then realized that he buried himself in the quilt. Rockefeller I can't see it at all, what else can I reply!

His head was instantly covered with black lines, and Angel, who was thinking about things in the dark, finally couldn't stop the exhaustion that hit him, and gradually closed his eyes.

Sensing the sound of steady breathing coming from the quilt, Rockefeller gently pulled the quilt away to prevent someone from being suffocated by him, watching Angel who was sleeping soundly poked the forehead of a certain child helplessly, "and said Not tired! I slept like a pig~”

"But sleep well," Rockefeller got up and walked to the bed and closed the curtains to block the direct sunlight. "Perhaps there won't be many more stable days in the future."

"squeak"

After closing the door, Rockefeller looked in the direction of Gretel's office, took a deep breath, and walked forward.

This is a dream, a very strange dream, but it is not the dream of long ago, full of darkness, with helplessness and fear.

This place is empty, nothing but white everywhere, no, maybe there is something, familiar and warm, calling him to go.

But what is it?he does not know.

He just kept walking forward, unable to distinguish the direction, just kept walking and walking until he saw a tree.

This tree is not unfamiliar, he has seen it not long ago, the emerald green leaves are still so beautiful, like a woman's gauze skirt, soft and silky flat on the tree, there are little ripples automatically in the absence of wind.

Is this the meaning of thinking by day and dreaming by night?

Angel couldn't help but think a little self-deprecatingly.

Perhaps when the five-color heather told him all that, it was no longer just a tree to him, but also an enlightening teacher and a guide that he would never forget.

"Honey, your use of soul power is far more talented than I imagined."

With a slight smile, Angel raised his hand and grabbed the branches of the five-color heather, feeling the gentle power spreading and letting himself indulge.

"But the other party is far more terrifying than I imagined."

"It's okay, I believe in you, you will succeed." The leaf of the green onion bent and patted the back of Angel's hand, "Besides, you have such a good partner."

"you know?"

"Of course. Especially the orc, if you don't mind, he can be the object of key support."

The gentle voice of Heather Five Colors made Angel slightly frown.

Orcs?It shouldn't be referring to his brother, it's..."Hills?"

"Yes, his performance today really surprised me."

"His performance? What performance?"

Five-color Heather seemed to smile, but she didn't answer his question, "I know that it is actually very difficult for human beings to cultivate a powerful and uncontrollable alien beast king, but Xiao An, you are willing to pay for it, but the rulers I don’t necessarily agree with the emergence of these factors, so let me tell you how to let the orcs reach the eleventh level.”

"But no one will necessarily believe me."

"No, he will."

"You mean Sears to come?"

"He's the one with the most potential and the one who reassures me the most."

"..."

"Forgive me, the sense of insecurity is not just for humans."

"Yeah, I know."

"As compensation, I'll tell you one last thing. Likewise, this is also my thank you gift." Slender branches surrounded Angel from all directions, hugged Angel, and whispered in his ear The side sounded, and the black-haired boy opened his eyes wide in shock.

"I believe you can do it, my dear. Goodbye. The new king will not attack again for the time being. During this precious time, come on, kid."

The gentle gaze gradually faded away, and Angel suddenly opened his eyes, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

This is really a ridiculous dream, but he has to believe it.

Turning over and getting out of bed, Angel picked up Snowball who was still asleep, opened the door, and walked slowly to Gretel's office.

Hills is missing.He guessed it.Even Rockefeller never told him.And Hills can't do anything, whether it's for the empire, or for...

Whether it is true or not, he has to try it!