Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Children's energy seems to be boundless, they always have to grab something, if there is nothing chewing in that cherry mouth, they will always make a sound to express their opinions.From the beginning of communicating with them, the purpose of talking to children has never been for communication, because the status and cognition are different, those immature voices sound funny and cute.

Those short legs were probably the clockwork switches of Lucy's vocal cords, and she always talked when she moved, and her legs dangled quietly when she spoke.She was a good child, much better than himself in Joseph's opinion.

"Aren't you going out?"

"Yes." Joseph thought to himself, that piece of bread was the last grain, and the storage in the cellar was not as full as the old knight described.The group of refugees must be going crazy with hunger at this time, and most of them will blame the hunger on him.Joseph felt the same pain. His vision was a little dim, his body was hot, and he was sweating coldly. He wanted to bite the cuticles around his nails, and even more.He quickly took a few sips of water and focused on Lucy's words.

"Let's pray, Joseph." The little girl grabbed the man's hand, and Joseph's trembling big hand was a little weak under her small hand.

"But you've only prayed once."

"You can't slacken your prayers for the Holy Light!" Lucy puffed up her face, and pulled Joseph's hands together, "Greeting your neighbors again and again, they will become your friends, and the gods are the same way."

Joseph followed her wishes with a wry smile, put his hands together, and pretended to be serious about embarrassing the child.

"I have no home and no neighbors. I haven't prayed to the Holy Light for a long time, so Lucy, you have to take me with you." Joseph actually felt a sense of ritual from the long-lost prayer at the end of his life. There is nothing to do, let Lucy have fun.

"Yeah, I'll take good care of you, Joseph." She nodded vigorously, placed the little angel statue between the two, and put a candle on each side, facing each other, Lucy slowly read one sentence at a time With unchanging prayers.She read a sentence, Joseph followed, and there were only two voices in the room.

Lucy soon entered a state of ecstasy, and devout prayers would enter a state of ecstasy, and this kind of conviction would infect the people around her.Joseph's babbling stopped quickly, he was impetuous, he didn't have much pursuit of the holy light, now he just closed his eyes, put on a good pose, and put on a show.

Joseph's contempt made him hear an unusual voice.

There was the sound of the door lock opening and footsteps.

tah... tah... tah...

With the wind blowing behind him, Joseph tensed his body. He heard the sound of heavy breathing, felt the liquid flowing to his feet along the grain of the floor, and smelled the smell that made him tremble, which was blood.

Joseph's scalp was numb and his hips were trembling. He even planned to close his eyes tightly, pretending that nothing happened.But Lucy's prayer continued, and this voice also made Joseph find himself.He is not the only one here, Lucy is asking for the help of the Holy Light, the Holy Light will help us, right?Joseph is an adult, he has his own code of conduct, he did not choose to pray, but grabbed the most convenient thing around him, the statue of the little angel receiving worship, turned around and rushed over.

Joseph slammed into the armor firmly, and the blood-soaked armor receded slightly in this dying counterattack.This is the armor of an old knight. The paladin who still has martial arts skills will not take off this armor easily.The old knight held the sword in his right hand, and his left arm armor fell off in the impact of Joseph just now, revealing the fleshy tentacles under the armor.

"For... the holy light..." The intermittent voice roared, the tip of the sword turned and stabbed at Joseph who was close to him, not caring that it would pierce himself.

When he saw the naked foreign body, Joseph had already panicked. He was so frightened that he couldn't speak or think, as if he had left everything to his instinct.

"Back off!" Joseph hit the desk, but strangely, the old knight also flew out. He didn't miss this great opportunity, dropped a handful of stone powder in his hand, grabbed Lucy and ran away.When passing the chapel, Joseph covered Lucy's eyes. He was not sure if Lucy had finished praying. Everything in front of him made Joseph furious, and he felt that he had new strength to continue to escape, rushing into the lightless darkness.

With his feet on the black mud, far away from the collapsed chapel, holding Lucy in his arms, Joseph ran straight in one direction like a tireless mule.

No one knew how long Joseph had been running. He felt that his lungs were going to be burned dry, and he was breathing hot air. Surrounded by endless darkness, he was a little numb and just ran in one direction.

A black knight on a black horse stood at the end of the line of sight.He looked at this side, stopped and waited, the breath of the black horse was a deep purple mist, and the hooves were white like fire, and they could scald steam when they stepped on the black mud.Joseph took Lucy and quickly came to the knight.

The black knight tugged on the rope and turned sideways to face them.

"Priest."

"Please...save her...take her away." Out of breath, Joseph stretched out his arms and pushed the girl out of his arms.

The black knight was gentler than his appearance. He hugged the somewhat confused little girl in front of him, put him on the horseback, and asked, "Who is she?"

"Lucy, her parents are dead, and fate has brought her to me. I think she is my daughter. Lucy Ashburn, I have just taken Aberthine."

The black knight nodded and held out his hand to Joseph.

"And you, Reverend."

Joseph smiled, glanced at the little girl sitting on the horseback, and took advantage of Lucy's blind spot to reveal what was under the robe.The black knight lowered his hand, his fingers resting on the hilt of his sword.

"Need help, pastor?"

"No, don't do it in front of her..." Angrily, Joseph moved a few steps to Lucy and looked up at the little girl.

"Lucy."

"Joseph."

"Goodbye, Lucy."

"Goodbye, Joseph."

After saying goodbye, Joseph bowed his waist and sat directly in the mud. He turned sideways and lay down to rest.

"I've been running for too long, I need to get some sleep."

The black knight pulled the rope, drove the horse and took Lucy away from here. They ran so fast in the deep tide that they couldn't even catch them at night.

After a while, a small tapping sound appeared on the black knight's breastplate. The knight lowered his head and looked at the cute little girl.

"Is Joseph dying?"

The knight faltered a few times and said, "Why do you say that?"

"We never say 'goodbye.'"

"..."

Lucy leaned back and stuck to the black knight's armor, and said: "Great, Joseph has gone to heaven too, his skill at making beds is too bad, we can learn more from our mother while we are still alive. I don't want them to wait too long, are we going to die too?"

The knight squeezed the rope tightly, took a deep breath, and replied in an exceptionally thick, mature and confident voice: "No, Lucy, you will experience famine, you will be sallow and skinny, you will be displaced by war, and you will be precarious, and you will be wiped out by the plague." The hair is weak and weak, but you won't die so soon. You still have to grow, become more beautiful than any flower, find a man who is similar to start a family, have children who grow up to be a nuisance, and raise sheep , Doing housework for decades, until the day when your teeth fall out and you vomit even after drinking water, I will not allow you to die of old age."

The little fist hit the breastplate more forcefully, and it could be judged from the sound that she was really hard.

"Bad man!"

"Hum hum."

"...Bad guy, my name is Lucy."

"Lucy Abersheen, call me Algernon Ferry."