Assassination career from full level

En'anke was quite angry and irritable at this time. In fact, he rarely had such emotions, unless the person in front of him was Crick.

Yes, Creek, the goddamn, always against him, never listen to his advice, never learn to stay by his side kid, even if he forced Knox to kill Creek, even if he voluntarily fell into death to find him, even if he made Creek understand that the only person who can accompany him in the future is En Anke, and it can only be En Anke, but Creek will always miss him His own father, he will always call out the name of his father in a daze when he sees a black-haired and blue-eyed Kievan Rus.

His, cowardly, incompetent, father who couldn't even keep his own son!

However, a father is a father, which cannot be replaced by En Anke.

En'anke sighed for a long time, not trying to complain, but to calm himself down. His experience since he was a child told him that such intense emotions would not have any good results. Crying and crying out for aching Creek in his arms didn't help.

Most of the injuries caused by the corrosive mucus used by the elf named Sade had recovered by the time En'anke found Crick, but even so, the wounds on Crick's body still looked amazing, and the eyes were basically Already destroyed, half of his hair fell out, and all the nails on his ten fingers were peeled off. The skin all over his body showed a pitch-black color as if it had been burned by fire, with the dark red or pink of human flesh mixed in the middle. It's like a person, but it's easier to think of some kind of skinned monkey - after all, it's unacceptable for human beings with empathy to see their own kind being treated like this, so it's better to put It recognizes other creatures.

But this is not the most frightening thing. The most frightening thing is that the defiled will not die, and his consciousness will not be interrupted. Crick has to bear the pain soberly——reasonably speaking, although the defiled can feel pain , but this level of torture is not much worse than what one would endure in a state of death. Human pain is not as adaptive as other senses, so the pain can only be superimposed over many years, and eventually even the brain has problems. , Most of them gave up thinking and became walking dead, but Crick was an exception. He didn't collapse because he had a strong willpower like other abyssal beings—he was just well protected.

"I told you, don't leave my side." En'anke didn't comfort Creek, but admonished him coldly.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Crick's apology at this time was completely a product of training. It was just a subconscious reaction when he heard En'anke's indifferent and blameful tone. In fact, he didn't mean any repentance at all. After all, his current consciousness should have been disturbed by pain. It became a mess, and it would be more real than when he called En Anke's name and shouted pain just now. En Anke also understood this and didn't say anything.

"Crick," En'anke let Crick's teary eyes look into his own. He had to calm Crick before he could say anything else. Although they had the curse of immortality, if they were sane If it breaks down, it's impossible to talk about: "Crick, look at me, you know I'm here, don't you?"

Crick looked into En'anke's eyes, and his emotions seemed to have calmed down a little, but he was still sobbing hard and wailing continuously.

"Crick, how painful are you now?" En'anke said in a calm tone as much as possible.

"It hurts...it hurts..."

"Then I set your current pain perception as ten. Now I want you to use all your consciousness to feel your pain and capture them all in your consciousness. Do you understand, Crick?"

Crick stared blankly at En Anke for a while, and nodded when En Anke repeated it a second time.

"Yeah, and then I want you to think about pulling these pains out of your body, separate from all other sensations, and you imagine these pains gradually leaving your body, and your current pain sensation is ten, and every time I count down one Number, the pain in your body will be far away from you, understand?" En'anke's voice was surprisingly gentle, Crick looked into En'anke's eyes and fell into a state of trance, this time En'anke Anke didn't repeat it a second time, and Crick nodded.

"Nine...you're trying to keep the pain away from you, it's farther away from you now, you don't feel the pain as much, and when I count down to the next count, you feel the pain is farther away from you ..."

"Eight……"

"seven……"

If someone looks at it from a bystander's point of view at this time, he will see a scene that seems to be miraculous. The child who was nearly collapsed because of the pain is completely relaxed at this moment, and his eyes are staring blankly at En'anke's face. Eyes, as if only the person in front of you exists in this world, and what is even more amazing is that as the child's body relaxes, his body also begins to repair his wounds in an indescribable change, as if the real Those wounds and pains all disappeared with the magical numbers spit out by the red-haired youth.

"Three...you can hardly feel the pain anymore, at the next number, your pain will disappear."

"Two...you can't feel the pain anymore."

"One...well, Crick, you can wake up now."

Crick woke up ignorantly. He subconsciously wanted to walk in the direction of En Anke, but he stepped on the ground weakly and fell in the direction of En Anke. En Anke took him into his arms , sighed and put a long black cloak on him, and Crick's small body was wrapped in an adult's cloak, which looked more like a little mouse. She was wrapped up like a baby and held directly in her arms.

——Crick's recovery is so perfect, it's not so much a restoration, it's more like going back in time, returning to the situation a few hours ago, this is not magic, in fact, even a trace of magic power is useless, the defiler Although it will gradually recover and finally reach the form of the body when it first died, it should not be so fast, otherwise, humans and other races will be absolutely unable to fight, and this world has long been reduced to the world of filth.

"elder brother……"

Creek struggled to stretch out his hand from the cloak, put his arms around En Anke's neck, and rubbed En Anke with his soft face flatteringly. Dependence, so he is in a good mood at this time, but this emotion cannot be seen by Crick. En Anke does not want to be like Crick's incompetent father who only pampers his children.

— although in fact he was indeed very pampering Creek.

"You'd better explain what you did while I was sleeping."

In declarative sentences, it seems that En'anke's mood is quite firm.

"I...I was trying to kill the elf...the elf who broke in with the bear and the three of them, but I couldn't catch her...she ran away..."

"Why are you going to catch that elf?"

"I want Ingram to be happy. He doesn't seem to have any energy at all. He just stays in the room every day, lying or sitting listlessly...just like before his mother died...I don't want Ingram to be happy. Damn..."

"So you forget what I told you? I told you not to leave my side."

Crick didn't speak, just lowered his head and turned his eyes away: "I'm sorry..."

En'anke didn't seem to intend to accept this apology, as he insisted, he felt that he should be stricter instead of forgiving him so simply.

"Smile." En'anke said suddenly.

Crick looked at En'anke in surprise, but soon laughed. The smile on the young child's face was extremely beautiful. The originally big and round eyes narrowed into a slit, shining under the thick eyelashes Looking at the light of the stars that seemed to appear in the setting sun, the bright red lips unique to children also curled up delicately, and laughter flowed from the immature red lips.

—I should be stricter.

This idea is useless, just as Crick was bewitched by En Anke's eyes just now, at this time En Anke was also bewitched by Crick's smiling lips, he was literally facing The child in his arms kissed it.

Crick was a little surprised, but the surprise was short, because this was not the first time En Anke had done this to him. En Anke liked to kiss him like this when Crick laughed, but, although En Anke Ke told him it was just a way of expressing love, but he had never seen En Anke express his love to other people in this way, and of course, he was not allowed to express his love to other people in this way , not even the father.

But this also means that En'anke has forgiven him, and children are only particularly sensitive in this regard.

"Brother isn't angry anymore?" After the kiss, Krick still looked at En'anke with a smile.

"I didn't say I forgive you."

"But you are obviously not angry anymore..."

"That's not the same as I didn't forgive you." En'anke teased Creek with a smile.

"Then what else is brother going to do?" Crick looked a little discouraged.

"Also..." En'anke seemed to be unable to think of anything for a while, and walked forward aimlessly for two steps. Suddenly, as if he felt something, he looked in the direction of Lucania's city gate, and then thought for a while: "You say you were made like this by an elf?"

"Well, that elf still ran away..."

"No, she's back."

En'anke's words made Creek's eyes widen in surprise: "Why? She escaped from here with great difficulty, why did she come back? Is she a rabbit who doesn't know the way?"

"There are always some rabbits," En'anke said, putting down Crick in his arms: "There are always some rabbits who think that if they have enough numbers and bring some more powerful rabbits, they can defeat the hunters , and then avenge their companions who were eaten, or rescue their companions who were captured from the hunters."

Creek giggled: "That's not a rabbit. Rabbits don't do this kind of thing. They know they can't beat hunters."

"There are always some unconscious rabbits."

"If you want my forgiveness, isn't there a good way in front of you? In the tradition of the Kievan Rus, if you kill someone who has defeated you, you can wash away your shame," En Anke said To Creek, say: "You are also from Kievan Rus, aren't you? Kill that elf and the rabbit she brought, and I will forgive you."