The Dragon That Devours the World

At night, there is no sound.

Although the three of Roberts nominally cooperated with the guy who called himself Uberto Bruni, the distrust of Uberto made the three choose to live together in the same bedroom in case of accidents. Wendy and Joan slept on the double bed in the bedroom, while Roberts would spend the night on the small sofa lying aside.

For the first time since escaping from Boston, the three of them have a rare sleep at ease. At least as long as Uberto doesn’t mess around, they are safe for the time being, but once the tension and vigilance over the past half month are relaxed, they will follow. What comes is that many confusions and questions...

"Tick...Tick..."

The wall clock on the wall was walking ticking. Although the sound was clear, it was clear enough in the silence of the night. No one spoke, but they all knew that no one was asleep. The three were lying on the bed and the sofa with their own thoughts, who Can't sleep either.

The long silence...

Lying on the sofa, Roberts's breath was extremely slow, falling into a state of false sleep, while his ears listened to the slightest sound around him, and he would wake up with a slight abnormal noise. This is a habit he has cultivated as a demon hunter for many years. Otherwise, he has long been asleep and didn't know how many times he was killed.

"father."

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Ok."

Without opening his eyes, the demon hunter lying on the sofa just responded, which counted as a response to his daughter.

"Actually, even now, I still can't believe all this..."

In the darkness, Roberts could only hear his daughter's self-talk, and there was a bit of confusion in that slightly immature voice.

"Suddenly, my dad, whom I rarely see on weekdays, became a legendary demon hunter for many years, and the kind and kind aunt turned into a cruel and decisive female warrior carrying a bazooka on her shoulder, and then she didn’t have time to react. To be forced to fight the legendary shadow government or something... It's too weird to think about it. Isn't this really making a movie?"

"Joan, I'm sorry to involve you in it."

When faced with his daughter, Roberts could only reply apologetically.

"Well, it's nothing, it just feels like I've been deceived, as if I've been excluded from this home, some...unhappy."

He couldn't see his face in the dark, Roberts could only hear the female voice muttering, and there was some dissatisfaction in the hesitating voice. Roberts was silent. He didn't know how to tell his daughter. After all, it was himself who chose to hide all this with Wendy, and Wendy just obeyed his meaning.

"I'm sorry, Joan... I'm really sorry."

Roberts whispered an apology to his daughter, but Joan didn't mean to blame him, but was silent for a while, then murmured.

"I feel like I have never known you before, Dad, can you tell me about your past?"

"There is nothing to say."

"Talk a little bit~"

"..."

With his daughter half acting like a baby, Roberts couldn't stand it anymore, so after thinking about it, he began to speak slowly.

"Joan, I told you that I was an Englishman. At the end of the last century, your great-grandfather was a well-respected knight in Wessex, England. Our family even kept an old castle and a small piece of about 172 Acres of land..."

As he said, his voice fell inexplicably lower, and then said.

"Of course, this is all known from the information I collected later."

"Why?"

The daughter asked curiously, but Roberts didn't answer her directly, but continued.

"I was born in 1961. At that time, the war ended for nearly two decades. I vaguely remember that there were many women in the family. Except for some maids, they were all my aunts and aunts because of my uncles, grandfathers, and Several distant male relatives all died in the war that year. My father was spared because he was still young at the time and was not old enough to join the army."

"After he and his mother gave birth to me, I became the only new male in the whole family. The whole family had high hopes for me, but I still couldn't understand this at that time..."

As he said, his voice brought memories and rare tenderness.

"To this day, I can still remember that I rode the little pony happily on the plains of the family territory. When the little pony and I are tired, I will take it to the small spring water... Actually It’s not really a spring water, it’s just the gurgling water flowing from the crevices of the rock. I remember that the water was clear and sweet. After drinking the water, I would play with the little pony beside the stream, and then I often go back with muddy clothes, and the maid secretly complained that my clothes were not easy to wash. But the women in the family were worried that the water was not clean, because I was the only male heir to the family, so they gave the rock Leveled up, I cried a lot about this matter..."

"More often, I would lie on the grass and feel the sensation of being blown across my cheeks by the wind. The grass is dense and soft. I can't feel the presence of stone seeds at all. I just lie down like this. Hyacinths and mother-in-law sometimes fall on my nose and make me sneeze. I look at the cloud above my head, and sometimes I imagine that it is a monster with teeth and claws, and a brave knight. In order to imitate those knights, I I secretly made a wooden sword with a small branch, but no one knows about this."

As he said, Roberts chuckled lightly.

"The women of the family, the old castle, the vast plains, the father who rarely shows up... these are all my childhood memories."

"and after?"

"Later, they all died."

Roberts said calmly, without any tact or scruples, he knew that his daughter could now know the past of his family. The daughter was obviously shocked by Roberts's too calm tone, even if she hadn't been masked, but they were also her blood-connected relatives, and she couldn't help feeling a little sad.

"In the spring of 1967, I was 6 years old that year... I remember clearly that it was a very bright weather. I took the little pony out to play, and then I played until it was dark before I realized it. The family, though. I have decayed a lot, but there are still some old noble rules. I know that I will inevitably be taught a lesson when I go back, so I was very scared and didn't dare to go straight back. I had to go back until I was too hungry. As a result... "

"When I went back, what I saw were corpses and red blood all over the place. A cold nobleman and many monsters stood in the middle of the corpse. I was so terrified that I wanted to run, but he found out. Just then John Brother showed up and saved me."

"Brother John?"

The daughter asked suspiciously.

"That is a mercenary group that specializes in hunting monsters in the world. The predecessor is the Knights of the First Crusade, and it is also one of the powers controlled by the Priory."

Roberts explained her doubts to his daughter.

"Later I learned that one of our ancestors was once a deadly enemy of that vampire, but after the ancestor's death, that guy came to seek revenge after his wounds healed, and that's why Brother John came and saved my life. After that, I joined the John Brothers training camp for revenge and eventually became a member of the John Brothers."

"After that, I got the nickname of iron heart, because I was cold-blooded and cruel, and I never showed mercy. As for Wendy, when I was 21 years old, Wendy was only 8 years old, but because of her Conghui has become one of Brother John’s little intelligence agents...Speaking of which, it has been so many years without knowing it."

He muttered to himself.

In the darkness, Joan was silent for a moment, and then hesitated to ask.

"Then...what kind of person is mom?"

Her voice was a little hesitant and cautious, because she knew that her father didn't like to mention her mother's things. She almost knew nothing about her mother. Even Wendy, who loved her the most, would never say it.

The answer to her was a long dead silence. She felt as if she was facing a depressed volcano. After a while, a slightly hoarse voice sounded.

"Betty... She is a very lively and kind girl."

Joan realized that his father's mood wasn't very good, so he thoughtfully didn't mention it again, and instead talked about Wendy.

"Speaking of which, Bruni said that Sister Wendy is the guardian of the monastery. What is that?"

But the next moment, she realized that she had said the wrong thing, because Wendy, who had been listening to her father and daughter's night talk with her back facing her, suddenly froze...

This big sister, who always loved her most, was scared and uneasy.

"Joan, there are some things we don't need to know too much. Everyone has their own little secrets. Trust Wendy, she will tell us one day."

Not far away, Roberts' voice sounded, and that voice was somewhat relieved, not only for Joan, but also for Wendy.

He was saying that he would no longer doubt Wendy, but he was waiting for Wendy to take the initiative to say all this one day.

"...One day, I will tell you."

With his back to the two, the murmured whisper said.

Although his voice was very weak, Roberts heard the sentence with his keen ears. After a while, he closed his eyes and entered a false sleep. In his dream, he seemed to be back to the day 18 years ago...

He was 25 years old that year. He was sitting in a taxi while on a mission in the United States. There were always traffic jams in the busy city. His face was unsmiling and cold, waiting quietly for the passage of time.

Suddenly, a red-haired girl opened his car door like a beating flame, just as he subconsciously tried to take out the gun from his arms... the red-haired girl hurriedly made a quiet move~www .readwn.com~shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... can i hide? "

Those slender fingers were erected in front of her lips, with a little red tide on her face. The bright eyes were filled with curiosity and excitement, half begging to say. Behind her, several people in black clothes were vaguely visible not far away. Big guy searching everywhere.

For some reason, the young man who should have refused looked at those eyes, but couldn't refuse.

"Ok."

Thus, the story happened...

...

Two months later, in the glaciers of the Antarctic continent, an icebreaker was moving forward.

"It's finally here."

Wearing thick clothes, Roberts murmured while looking at the frozen Antarctic soil that had not melted for billions of years. Several people on the boat looked at the endless glacier world.