The Swordsman of Faerûn

Chapter 129 This is the last time

Beastmen, a group of existences cursed by fate, although their deeds are pathetic and their feelings are pitiful, but William does not want Misha to sit on the edge of the cliff and "dance with wolves". The little girl was picked up by William and stuffed to Finia. Although she didn't want to leave the little sled, the little girl sat on the shoulder of the female half-giant with interest, but her little mouth bulged out.

William glared at Hellen coldly, and said, "You already knew that, didn't you?"

Helen sighed and said with a wry smile: "Lin is a good child, she will not hurt Misha, you are too worried."

William said with a sullen face: "Worry too much? Hmph! I don't think so!" Speaking of this, he noticed that the moon elf's face was getting uglier and his sad eyes were getting blurred, but he couldn't let it go. Cry out by yourself.Seeing this scene, William couldn't help but soften somewhere in his heart. He turned around and said, "At least you should tell me first, remember! This is the last time, and I don't want you guys to hide this kind of thing from me again in the future."

Everyone continued to march in the jungle, and the number of lycanthropes who came to ambush began to decrease. Although the lycanthropes were more brutal and bloodthirsty, they were not fools. This kind of behavior of constantly sending them to death finally made them start to shrink back and become afraid.

It was getting dark, and a few people found a relatively open woodland to stop and prepare to set up camp, but this time they did not set up a tent again. This kind of dangerous place, the mere adventurous tent really cannot provide enough protection, Xieren used magic again Summon a solid residence, a large single room, a few single beds and futons that are not too big, a table and a fireplace that can provide warmth, and walls made of unknown stones can effectively resist Attacks from the dark.

After dinner, William managed to coax Misha to sleep, but the little girl became more and more energetic these days, so William had to use his poor common language to weave a few fairy tales from previous lives to get rid of her. .

William covered Misha who had closed her eyes with a quilt and was about to leave, but the little girl opened her eyes again and asked, "William, can a lion really be a king? Can my 'cat cat bug' be the same in the future?" king?"

William said solemnly: "Of course!"

Then he pretended to be angry and said: "Sleep quickly! Don't ask any more questions! Otherwise, be careful to be spanked by a big monster at night!" The little girl closed her eyes tightly when she heard the words, but opened them secretly when William turned around. Make a slit.

William turned around, only to find that Lin on the other bed was looking at this side with complicated expressions. There were nostalgia, nostalgia, longing and envy, and even a hint of sadness and jealousy hidden.There are tens of thousands of unfortunate people in the world. William does not think he is a saint who is compassionate, nor is he a good person who is overconfident. He can't think about Lin's situation. Common polite words: "What? Haven't you slept yet?"

Lin didn't speak, but stood up and left the bed and walked to the fireplace, staring at the bright fire, with the little flames dancing in it.William also sat cross-legged close to the fireplace. At this time, he no longer needed much sleep, and just a few hours could refresh him.

Lin stared at the fireplace with a dazed expression, and suddenly said faintly: "I used to have a warm home. My parents who loved me, my sisters and brothers who always played together, and my mother would tell us stories every night and coax us We slept. We argued quietly about every plot point in the story after my mother left, and then I was reprimanded by my mother who suddenly returned. That was the happiest and carefree moment of my life."

"But one day the happy life was suddenly broken. A group of terrifying wild beasts attacked the village. My father was bitten to death by wild beasts trying to protect us. I was also scratched on my arm. In the grief of losing a loved one, we thought things were over. However, no one thought that a bigger nightmare was yet to come."

"What a night that was! I've almost forgotten it!" Speaking of this, Lin laughed at herself with tears. She turned her head and glanced at William, but William's eyes were fixed on the flames in front of him, and he remained silent. It seems that everything in front of him has nothing to do with him.

Lin wiped away her tears and said, "Don't you just ask me?"

William still maintained a motionless posture: "Ask what?"

Lin said, "Of course I was asking what happened that night."

William said: "If you want to say it, I will say it without asking you."

Lin's face suddenly changed into a playful smile and said: "But Lin wants you to ask first, and then I will speak."

But William fell silent, and Lin pouted and refused: "Ask! Ask! Quickly ask me, or I'll harass Misha. Hehe!"

William sighed, "Okay! What the hell happened that night?"

Lin didn't want to, but smiled and said: "I won't tell you! This is Lin's secret!"

Then she stopped laughing and said: "William, you are a strange fellow. I think you must have killed a lot of people! You are the coldest and most terrifying murderer I have ever seen. In your eyes, life is almost like ordinary gravel. Same. But you take care of a little girl so tenderly and considerately, even more considerate than the best parents in the world, no wonder Misha is so attached to you! You are such a mysterious guy, William! I am very curious."

But William took the bait and said: "In that case, then bury your curiosity in your stomach! Well, you should go to bed."

Lin shook her head like a rattle and said, "No! I don't want to sleep! Unless you tell me a nice story too."

William hadn't spoken yet, but Misha poked her head out of the bed and shouted: "Okay! Misha also wants to listen to good stories, there must be princesses, knights, castles and giants." dragon."

William looked at the two expectant little guys with a sullen face, and said helplessly after a long time: "Okay! I'm afraid of you, but this is the last time, and I will go to bed immediately after listening." The two little guys heard Yan immediately shouted with joy, causing someone who was sleeping soundly to frown.

William frowned, weaving stories about dragons, castles, knights, and princesses: "Once upon a time there was a 'majestic' castle, in which lived the most 'charismatic' princess in the world. One day, a 'that' knight saw it." No way Not to mention that William is not a guy who is good at telling stories, his stories are empty and full of mistakes, but the two little guys listened with "relish".Misha'er may have been really drawn to the story, but as for Lynn, she probably cared more about something else, but who knows.

(End of this chapter)