[Yu-Gi-Oh][Dark Watch]Second World Line

?The atmosphere became dignified.

The black gun barrel was pointed at them, and Lawrence said something that the game couldn't understand in a deep voice, while Elfman sneered loudly, "Come on, maybe he is still a superpower!" They kept pointing their guns at Killed the two of them, as if they would shoot if there was any suspicious behavior.

They saw the scene just now. Just as the ghost was about to send the game to hell, the bright flames enveloped it and burned it to death, leaving it no time to howl.

This is obviously not something an ordinary teenager can do.

The cold invaded along the fingertips of the game, the fear of being pointed at by a gun froze the blood flow and muscle contraction, and the heart beat hard. Under such circumstances, it seemed that only the heart was still functioning.

Teeth chatter.

Atum took his hand, gave him a reassuring squeeze, and met the officer's eyes, "Put the gun down." He knew the metal thing was a risk of going off.

Obviously this sentence angered Elfman, the man with pretty lips snorted coldly, and pulled the safety catch, "I want to see what position you use to say this." "Wait..." Lawrence Trying to stop it may not be too reckless, the information they can grasp is too limited, and shooting rashly will not end well.

Yatum's eyes froze. If the man in front of him insisted on shooting, then he had to take some action. Just now when the ghost attacked the game, he released his restraint. Although it was only a little, it should be used for self-defense. It's more than enough - when the prohibition imposed on him by the gods is broken, he doesn't want to run away with magic power again.

Hongyan wrapped around his fingertips, and it was about to erupt.

"Stop, stop!" Youyou finally got rid of the fear, clenched his fists and shouted with all his strength, he was stunned by his boldness as soon as he said the words, when he realized that the three of them were waiting for him to continue After he realized it, he continued in a hurry, "We're not suspicious people... we'll explain it well, so..." He looked at the barrel of the gun pointing to this side, forced a smile, "Put the gun down, okay? "

The four of them barely returned to the way they were when they first entered the house. The game struggled to explain the situation where they went. During this process, Atum remained silent, playing a game of big eyes and small eyes with Elfman .

Perhaps because of his experience, the explanation went much smoother this time. Lawrence was stunned for a few seconds, but he wasn't very surprised. He just muttered "Here again" as if giving up, and turned his gaze to his companion, "What should I do?"

"What to do, it's all nonsense!" Elfman swears, staring at Atum, "You say this guy is harmless? Rather than believing this, I might as well be...bitten a few times!"

The word game can't be heard clearly, but it can also feel abnormal. This pronunciation does not refer to anything good.

"That's the truth, believe it or not." Atum said coldly, he had no patience to spend here.

"Another me!" The game was a little anxious, and it was hard to calm down to communicate why it became like this again.

The conversation is back to square one, with neither side being able to give credit.

Lawrence seemed to have thought of something, took out a pen and paper from the inner pocket of his clothes, drew something with brushes, and then handed it to the game, "It's very simple to prove what you said is right, you follow this drawing on the wall , "Yuyou looked at the paper carefully, a circle was drawn on it, there were strange symbols inside, and a string of letters were written under the circle, "read this sentence after drawing." Lawrence's tone was very sincere.Elfman frowned, "That's not..."

"What happens after you do it?" Yugi asked.

"Uh," Lawrence hesitated for a while, "If what you said is true, then you should disappear...or return to the original world, maybe according to what you said...the two worlds are separated?"

Yatum's eyes were a little strange, "Just this talisman?"

"Pay attention to your tone bro! Money can't buy this, even with your strange spells!" Elfman said in a bad tone, as if he was very dissatisfied with Lawrence's move.

"Ah……"

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Yu You hurriedly changed the subject, "Then, what kind of painting do you use?"

Lawrence took out a bottle of paint from the backpack thrown in the corner, "No, this."

"..." You couldn't help asking again, "Who are you?"

To be unsurprised by what happened, to be calm as if you were going through everyday life - that's not the job of the police.

Lawrence glanced at Elfman and said, seeing that he had no objection, "Hunter, I'm Sam, and that's Dean, my brother."

Youyou nodded half-understood, the hunter he said should have other meanings, but the important thing is not this right now, "Well... I am Youyou, he is Atum." What's the use, but the game did it out of courtesy.

They picked the wall at the head of the bed, drew an ugly circle with paint, and sprayed characters crookedly inside.The next string of incantations stumped them, and they were always corrected by Sam after reading it several times, "It's v, not we..."

Do you want to bully the Japanese's vocal limit?

However, there are many such pronunciations. After several attempts to no avail, the game simply gave this task to Yatum, and his half body was also very upbeat, and he fluently recited the entire spell in less than 3 minutes.

Nothing happened.

No glare, no catastrophe, nothing.

Atum frowned and turned back, his expression was full of anger, "You..."

Disappeared.

The pattern on the wall, the men beside them, even they themselves are standing in their own room.

Is it all an illusion?

He looked at the game, and the game's eyes were full of disbelief, but the note in his hand was a real reminder of what happened to them.

The spell given by "Hunter" took effect.

For the first time, they took the initiative and rejoiced in it, and now they don't bother with how to solve this problem anymore.

"Although they can't hear you, let's say thank you." Yu Yu came back to his senses.

Atum reluctantly agreed with him, thinking he might need some time to digest these things.The fatigue after using the magic power didn't find him, instead he yearned for the feeling just now.But this is very dangerous, he knew this very well, so he firmly pressed it into the bottom of his heart.

"Go back to sleep, buddy."

"Ah."

Then he repeated what he did in Portland. Atum forcibly took the game to the hospital. He always suspected that the game was hiding something, but the result of the examination was exactly the same-slight anemia, even fatigue. went.

He had to give up.

The scenery in Dallas is not as good as Portland, so they didn't stay long before embarking on the journey again.

The leaves are dyed yellow little by little by the autumn wind, and the lake water is gradually getting colder. As the wheels roll and the never-ending journey, time passes by quietly. Whose smile is quiet and moving in the gap, whose longing is forbearing and majestic?

Seto Kaiba felt tired as soon as he opened his eyes. What awaited him was a busy itinerary, leaving no room for leisure.This is what he requested, because today's date is special, he needs a lot of work to drown himself in order to achieve the purpose of forgetting.

In fact, he couldn't do this, and the birthday party prepared for him was not going to let him go.

October 25th, Seto Kaiba's legal birthday.

God knows how this date was decided, was it the day he was taken in by the orphanage, or was it written on a note that his biological parents stuffed into his pocket when they abandoned him?Or, was Kaiba Gosaburo arbitrarily appointed?

No matter which one it is, Kaiba hates it very much, basically he hates everything that he can't decide.

Guiping knew that his brother's mood would be extremely bad on this day, so his gifts were always given out the next day.This time he prepared the baked biscuits of the blue-eyed white dragon. The blue-eyed white dragon pattern on it was drawn by himself with cream, and he tried it countless times. Well, although it is a little bit different... Uh, brother will not mind of.

After finishing the documents to be processed in the morning, Haima got up and changed into a suit for the banquet. There will be a lunch waiting for him at the hotel in Tongshiye City later.

Isino pushed the door open and entered, "Master Seto, here's yours..." He paused, as if he didn't know how to say the word, "Mmm... express mail."

Haima raised his eyebrows. There are many letters sent to him on weekdays, and express delivery is rare, but as long as it is sent by someone he does not know, it will be handled by his subordinates, and he will only be handed over to him if he judges it to be useful. Of course, this is almost never the case. .There seems to be only one possibility for the express mail to be delivered by Isino himself.

The corners of his mouth could not help but bend a small arc.

"Bring it."

It is a square box that can only be described as ordinary. It is the size of two palms. When it is opened, there is only a red string lying inside.Haima picked it up, and the pendant tied with the red string swayed into his eyes, it was a clear dice.

Not only that, but inside the dice, there are round red beans inlaid. The introverted red is wrapped in transparent glass, which has an indescribable beauty.

"Master Seto, this is..."

"Is that so, is that so," the arc of Haima's mouth widened, and there was a hint of warmth in his azure eyes. He held the dice in his hand, and said in a low voice, "Linglong dice An Hongdou, do you know..."

His expression was too gentle, Isino was stunned for a while, not knowing whether to say that sentence or not.

Haima played with it for a while, put it on the desk, thought about it, and stuffed it into the inner pocket of the suit. He felt that it was still inappropriate, so he took it out and looked at it in front of his eyes. When did that person give such a connotative thing? Oh, uh... This red rope looks a bit familiar, it seems to be the prize he got at the temple fair by the sea last time...

Haima's expression became subtle, this guy couldn't have just picked something up and sent it over, right?

"Master Seto," Isino said at the right time, "The express...is paid on delivery." The postage for international express is very expensive, he still paid for it with his own salary.

"..." Haima laughed sinisterly, "Very well, Isano, the postage will be credited to your account."

Isino was fortunate enough to feel the cold air comparable to that from Siberia in Japan at the end of October.

Where is the city?

That morning he left Haima's house, took his few luggage, sat in the car of the guy who called himself Crawford at the banquet but was actually Luke, and traveled all the way to Sweden.Luke's own company is there.

This may be the most daring decision ever made in the city, and it may be, to stay away from everything I know and follow someone I have known for less than an hour to the far northern Europe.

Luke asked him why he did this, should their first meeting be considered a failure?He thought he hadn't done anything to give the other party a sense of trust.

Ah... If I really want to say it, it must be intuition, right?Shirouchi replied casually, Luke has the same characteristics as him, he is unwilling to be a loser, and always wants to win someone once.Wouldn't it be nice to be the unfavored part of the family trying to make your own world?

Then why did you agree to my request?Cheng Nei asked back, he didn't think a person could agree to a stranger's sudden request, especially if he had to bring him back to his own territory.

That's because... Luke's eyes wandered for a while, simply put, it was because of feeling... Although he approached for fun at first, he unexpectedly felt that this young man could help him, or in fact he Want to help him too?It's so strange...

He was amazed at the learning ability in the city, obviously he was the tail of the crane before - he had investigated his previous academic performance - he could master elementary financial, computer and English knowledge in just a few months, and even proposed to learn French and international trade requirements.How far he can grow in the end, Luke really wants to wait and see until the end, but he knows in his heart that this person is working so hard for one person-Seto Kaiba.Do you want to stand at the height of his shoulders, support and protect him?It's really lonely, so wouldn't I have no place to get involved, the man curled his lips as if giving up, forget it, if his company can get the family's approval after this cultivation, it won't be a loss.

Ah, but proper harassment and molesting is a must, otherwise the job can get boring.

Everyone is working hard in their own way, and the future has become a goal that must be achieved, and it will be realized no matter how long it takes according to their own pace.

Probably only the god locked in the underworld was abandoned by time.

The flowers on the riverside have bloomed and withered twice, and the mist on the east coast of the United States floats in the airflow and stops, and finally condenses into snowflakes and falls on the tip of the magnificent church in Palermo, becoming a part of the solemn snow scene.

The game let out a breath of heat, and the lingering white mist slightly blurred the distant scenery, and soon dissipated.

Yatum tightened the scarf for him. The game's health seemed to be getting worse in the past two years. A common cold can last for half a season, but they have no choice but to take medicines to enhance their resistance.

"Do you want to go in?"

"Of course." Yu You's bright eyes smiled, "The cathedral intertwined with another world, but this is the only chance to see it."

Since they got the hunter brother's charm, their speed of removing the loopholes in the world has obviously accelerated a lot, and they have also been able to see all kinds of strange things. It's not that there is no danger, but every time they can save themselves from danger, and they have harvested a group of people who will never see each other again. friend.It may be lonely to say this, but friendship is not established by frequent contact, and the two know this well.

The moment they stepped into the church, their connection with the hustle and bustle was cut off. The dome and the huge stone pillars were holy and white, and the statues and exquisite murals filled the entire interior of the church. The solemn and strong atmosphere of religion permeated every corner, as if in Proclaim to the world that the Lord does exist.

The choir is singing hymns, their faces are written with piety, and they sing praises to the Creator with the purest hearts.Atum took the seat in the back row, and Yugi walked away, "I'll be right back."

The passage leading to the confession room can see the snow light outside, and the silence is unbelievable. Yu Yu stared at the surrounding decorations with bated breath, and stepped lightly, and then lightly.

Behind the curtain, the faceless priest waited quietly. You You stepped forward and said softly in not-so-fluent Italian, "Father, I'm guilty."

The priest's old voice sounded, and the game guessed that he meant "everyone is guilty."

He let out a deep breath, and confessed his sins word by word in Japanese.

The melody of the hymn floated faintly, combined with the sound of falling snow outside the house, and continued to drift away until it became a cloud of mist.

"Is it snowing..." the gentle female voice murmured, her snow-white long dress danced slowly in the breeze, like an elf that didn't exist in the world, "Such a beautiful place can't be destroyed... ..." The voice gradually disappeared into the air, it was a more sad tone than a sigh, "Are you right, Heart of the Rising Sun..."?