Endless Debt.

Chapter 443 The Curse of Childhood

Burrog is lying among the green weeds, feeling the moist dew among the green leaves, and the soft soil under his body... everything here is so relaxing.

Fengyuan Heights has not always been so inaccessible. There are few people here, just because it is in the core hinterland of the Clarks family. In an era of such advanced information, in order to avoid unnecessary troubles, the Clarks family has managed and controlled the core area.

However, in the area outside the core area, there are many traces of human activities, and there are even corresponding towns. Most of them are under the operation of the Krex family, bringing huge wealth to the family every year.

According to Palmer, in recent years, due to the development of industrialization and the beautiful environment of Fengyuan Heights, more and more people have come to Fengyuan Heights to settle down and retire. Made a fortune.

Palmer said that if it wasn't his responsibility, he thought it would be nice to open a resort in Fengyuan Heights.

Amy is like a child... To be precise, she is a child, and she and Burlogo find a place to lie down, feeling the tranquility of life, Amy runs happily in the field with her infinite energy, I met Laika who crawled out of the nest, and rode Laika all the way on a rampage.

Laika also seemed very happy, and she had a good impression of this guest who violated a healthy diet and secretly fed herself delicious food.

Only Palmer felt a little uncomfortable. Seeing Laika running happily, he was a little worried about Laika's old body.

Like the wind-eroded bird, Laika is also an alchemy creature. Based on the cornerstone of the dog, it is augmented with alchemy technology, and thus the Windchaser was born.

The difference between the two is that the wind-eroded bird can be regarded as a degraded alchemy creature. It does not have any mind itself. It only relies on biological instinct to fight and is extremely bloodthirsty. It can basically be regarded as a biological consumption weapon .

As a wind dog, Laika possesses a certain degree of intelligence, character and loyalty, and with years of training, he can execute more complex tactics.

During the long development of the Krex family, in the era when industrialization had not yet begun, in order to control the huge territory of the wind source plateau, they created the alchemy creature, the wind chasing dog.

Unlike Laika, who has nothing to do with people rubbing the dog's head to eat and drink, the wind dogs in history are all wearing iron armor, relying on extremely fast speed and strength to bite the enemy's head into pieces.

They even appeared in the Daybreak War a hundred years ago. Due to the backwardness of the alchemy matrix technology, the coalition forces largely relied on these alchemy creatures as auxiliary troops when fighting.

In recent years, after the gradual and in-depth excavation of the secret source and the advancement of the alchemy matrix technology, these alchemy creatures, which are expensive to build and have huge maintenance costs, have gradually retreated from the stage of history.

Strong railways and roaring internal combustion engines have replaced the wind dogs. The cultivation of these alchemy creatures has been decreasing year by year. Up to now, only a few are still bred in this Morrowind Fortress, as a witness of history.

It was also from then on that Laika let go of her responsibilities as a combat unit and turned into Palmer's playmate, leading him to run happily.

Now taking Aimu to run around can be regarded as Laika's old business.

Palmer sat down beside Burrog, when Burrog suddenly said, "Actually, I always thought Laika was dead."

"what?"

"Isn't it? Only dead things need a name to commemorate."

"You really are..." Palmer didn't know what to say for a while, but when he saw Laika, his eyes became sad again, "Actually, I'm quite surprised that Laika can live for so long. "

"According to the book, the average lifespan of a Windchaser is about 15 years, and Laika was my birthday present when I was six years old," Palmer simply calculated, "It is already a full-fledged grandfather. "

Burrogo was keenly aware of Palmer's hidden emotions. "Lika is alive, but why are you so sad?"

Palmer said angrily, "I'm happy to see it's still alive, but sad to think it's going to die... Is this hard to understand?"

"It's surprising," Burlog commented unceremoniously, "I didn't expect your emotions to be so sensitive and delicate."

"What is an accident? I will be very concerned about everything that puts my personal emotions into it, okay?"

"But when you and I worked, I never saw you like this."

Burrogo recalled the experience of the two when they were working. He was either implicated by Palmer's misfortune, or he was responsible for all the work, while Palmer was in a daze.

So there are only two answers left, either Palmer is lying, or this guy doesn't care about Burlogo as a partner.

"You are undead!"

Palmer emphasized, "You're definitely not going to die."

"so?"

"So I don't have to worry about your death," Palmer emphasized again. "You are eternal, you can't die, and I don't have to worry about losing you. It's so relaxing."

When mentioning undead, Palmer's expression was extremely relaxed, obviously he was undead, but his expression made Burrog think he was undead.

"Don't look at him like this, this guy has a very sensitive personality."

Church sat aside, and as Palmer's former partner, he had a lot to say about it.

"After I was injured, this guy seemed to want to make up for me. He treated guests every day and couldn't pay the rent for it... for a while he spent time on the sofa in the activity room."

Church said and pointed to his own eye, which is an alchemy eyeball, and it is also the weakness of Church's secret power Faceless Man.

Palmer glared at Church. The feeling of being ripped apart was terrible, but when he saw Church's pupils, his aura weakened again.

Church didn't seem to be angry about the previous incident. He probably never cared about it, but thought Palmer's reaction would be funny.

Burlogo lay completely relaxed on the grass, Palmer folded his hands on his knees and looked into the distance, Church propped his hand on the ground and rested his other hand on his arched knee.

The three of them sat together, looking at Amyu who was being carried away by Laika in the distance, the lovely dog ​​and the lovely girl on the green field, they couldn't help feeling that there was nothing better than this.

"I just……"

Palmer started to think, and continued to think along the way he had in the morning, thinking about his own thoughts, the relationship with Woxilin and many other difficult problems.

Gradually, Palmer realized one thing. Although the life in Oath City Opus was full of conspiracy and fighting, these things could be resolved by violence.

As a field clerk, Palmer is good at violence, not to mention he also has an extremely violent partner.

There are almost no worries in working life. After get off work, it is the never-ending drinking party of the Undead Club...

Palmer found that his life in the city of oaths, Opus, had not made any psychological progress at all. Now his psychology is no different from that of himself when he first entered the workplace.

Work was a good excuse for Palmer to avoid a lot of trouble, and the curse that had plagued him since childhood.

"I'm just... terrified of losing."

Gusts of breeze caressed the soft heart. It was probably because of this scene that Palmer was extremely relaxed, and he couldn't help mentioning the thought that he had hidden.

"It makes me sad to think that Laika, who has been with me for so long, is going to die."

Palmer said as he squinted at Church, "It's the same for you. When I think that we almost died in that ceremony, I feel panicked."

Church's fake eye not only reminded Palmer of his crazy past, but also reminded Palmer that he almost lost his partner.

Church said, "As a member of the Bureau of Order, you should ignore death."

"No, I can ignore my own death, really, I don't think death means anything to me," Palmer shook his head, "but I can't accept the death of others, the destruction of things I care about, and it makes me unable to Bear."

"I can feel it," Burrog nodded. "I could sense it when you told me about your vision of the afterlife."

"why?"

Palmer didn't understand. In his eyes, Burlogo was a complete freak. Sometimes he was dull, and sometimes he was too sharp. It was unclear whether he really didn't understand anything, or just pretended. I don't understand.

"At first I couldn't figure it out, but since we got the car, I suddenly realized."

Burlogo couldn't remember which day it was, but it was another night after get off work. Palmer happily hummed to the radio, slammed the steering wheel from time to time, and cursed the cars in front of him.

The guy was having a great time, and in Palmer's vision of the afterlife, it was so similar to the present.

"Sit in a car with friends, drive down the endless road... Eternal pleasure, eternal friends, eternal company, eternal banquet."

"That's a good guess," said Burlogo.

Palmer was left speechless by what Bologo said. In fact, Palmer himself hadn't thought about these things, but thinking about what Burlogo said, he felt that what Burlogo said was very correct.

Palmer loves the feeling, the feeling of being with friends and having a good time that never ends, like right now, it feels great.

But the sad thing is that Aimu will get tired of playing, Laika will be tired, the sun will set, and night will fall, and the three of them cannot sit here all the time...

There is always a moment when everything ends, just like no matter how heavy a poem is, it also has an end page.

"I seem to know why I'm so afraid of Woxilin."

Palmer thought of something and murmured.

(End of this chapter)