Endless Debt.

Chapter 744 Goes against nature

Bologo has killed many people in his life, but he rarely loves one person. To Bologo, the word love is as strange as the other side of the distant world, which he has never thought about or expected.

He is like a rebellious child in adolescence, thinking that he is the savior chosen by heaven, the retribution of punishing the wicked, and the evil spirit who pursues blood revenge, but he never thought about this thing that is close to reality and close to him.

When such a thing happened, Burlogo felt only a wave of panic and surprise, followed by a little fear.

Bologo is used to this kind of life, sending knives into other people's bodies, or being pierced in the chest by other people's knives. He is used to such cruel days. Just a short gap.

But this thing was different, it was so different.

This reminded Burrog of the story Cinderella once told.

Bologo is like the whale that lives in the deep sea. He has been drifting in the cold and deep ocean all his life. The so-called land is just a forbidden land that he can't reach. is unimaginable.

Now, the whale, Bologo, was severely thrown into the mountains by Amy. Facing the strange scene around him, Bologo's heart was full of strange emotions.

Burrog was terrified of this terrible change, but he was delighted... It was incredible, Burrog thought he would be insulated from it for the rest of his life...

"Huh?" Amy looked at Burlogo's completely stunned expression, and she asked, "Are you trying to say something?"

"I……"

Burrog couldn't say a complete sentence, and his appearance made Amy laugh, and Amy leaned back with a smile.

"You are so dumb."

Aimu covered her mouth and smiled, it was the first time she had seen such a Borrog, her expression was completely frozen, and her eyes were dull.

Burrog wanted to defend something, "It's not me... I just..."

"Not what?" Aimiao suddenly approached again, "Huh? Tell me."

Burlog's words got stuck in his throat, and Amy took advantage of the victory to pursue. At this moment, Amy regained the feeling of teasing Burrog. It felt good to regain the initiative, which made Amy feel a sense of full control and desire Desire to win.

"You want to justify, but you can't justify anything, and you refuse to accept this reality...Bologo, you are so stubborn."

Amy put his hand on Burrog's shoulder, and said softly, "Aren't you shy?"

Burrog struggled to control his facial expression.

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen you shy yet," Aimiao became curious. "Are you really shy?"

Burrog shook his head stiffly, scowling.

Seeing Burrog's appearance, Amy suddenly had an inexplicable impulse. She wanted to rub Burrog's face hard, turn his hair into a chicken coop, and smash Burrog's inexplicable reserved.

"It's really not easy. You actually talked to me about this kind of thing. I thought that a strong man like you would have no troubles and internal conflicts."

The topic finally came back under control, and Bologo breathed a sigh of relief. He said, "I'm not a pure iron man, at least my heart is still soft."

"Then why don't you talk to Palmer about this? Is he in a bad condition too? What about Threi? He knows a lot, has experienced a lot, and is also an undead just like you. "

Aimu shot back, "Why didn't you tell them, but me?"

"Is it me that's different?"

The finisher appeared.

Burrog felt himself suffocating, and Amy, like a fawn, hopped around the stranded whale, occasionally giving him two horns.There was no escape for Burlogo.

"you……"

Burrog thought about how to explain Amy's specialness, and then he suddenly realized that Amy was special...Bologo had never thought of this kind of thing before, it was like acting close to instinct, but Haven't thought about why this is happening.

He was so absorbed in his work that Burlogo overlooked many things, many good things.

"Bologo?"

Amy called Burrog's name again, and Burrog looked at him instinctively, and responded, "What's wrong?"

A little warmth came from Bologo's forehead. Only then did Bologo realize that Amy had raised her hand and pressed it on his forehead. She looked at him with a smile, as if she was going to play a prank.

"Bologo, are you cold?"

"what?"

Amyu narrowed his eyes, with a faint light floating in his eyes, "During the time we were talking, your heart rate has increased a lot, as well as your breathing rate, as well as your body temperature. If it's not a cold hand, you are... ..."

"Okay, okay, stop."

Boluoge couldn't take it anymore, even if he kept a straight face and pretended to be calm, Aimu was still able to analyze his various performances, and even said that she could activate the secret power to pry into his heart.

It's too bad, Burlogo felt the powerlessness from Aimu again, she was like a cunning wild cat, sometimes she would rub you affectionately, sometimes she would bite you hard, and then run away .

"Stop what?" Amy looked harmless, "Have we done anything?"

Burrog turned his head away and rubbed his face vigorously, as if he wanted to crush a thin layer of ice that had solidified on his face.

After all, this kind of thing is still too unfamiliar to him, and Burlogo is not good at it at all, so he was played around by Aimu.

When Burlogo settled his mood and got ready to fight with Amy for [-] rounds, showing the heroic appearance of a professional, Amy suddenly stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to ask for something from Burlogo.

"Ok?"

"What are you huh? Things."

"what?"

"A wasted weapon."

"Oh oh oh."

Only then did Bologo realize that his main goal in looking for Amyau was to entrust Amyau to repair these alchemy weapons affected by the Plague of Decay. If possible, Bologo also hoped that Amyu could use this to strengthen it.

It's just that now it seems that such a request is a bit reluctant for Aimiao. Now that her work is so busy, adding more workload to her will only wear her down.

"Why is it broken like this again? Didn't I just repair it?"

Amyu took over the phantom dagger, which was the most depleted alchemy weapon in the battle of Fog Abyss Fortress.

Burrog whispered, "Sorry."

Amy fiddled with the phantom dagger, and looked at Bologo with a bit of disgust. For alchemists, alchemy weapons are pieces of art that need to be carefully maintained, but in the hands of Bologo, they are the same as Consumables are just as cheap.

The aura that Burlogo had just surged was sluggish again under Amyu's change of topic. After all, he was indeed wrong on this point, and Burlogo hadn't realized it at this time. suppressed himself.

"What about the reward?"

"remuneration?"

Ai Miao put away the phantom dagger and said, "I can't always work for you for free, this is the first time."

"I thought……"

"What do you think? You think I can work for free?"

Aimiao covered her mouth slightly, with a look of amazement and sadness, "God, what am I in your eyes? Free labor?"

This time Ai Miao was too fake, maybe she did it on purpose to lure the enemy deeper.

Burrogo was about to faint, and said loudly, "Be normal!"

"Alright alright."

Aimu put away her expression and waved her hands, but from the bottom of her eyes, Burlogo could still see a bit of disdain, as if she was too weak to stand up so easily.

Burlogo had a headache.

"What about the remuneration?" Aimiao insisted, "I charge a lot."

"How much?" added Burlogo. "I have a lot in savings."

Burogo's daily expenses are very small, and his daily meals are settled in the cafeteria of the Bureau of Order. The only entertainment activities are also held in the Undead Club, and as a member, he naturally does not have to pay for it.

The only big expenses he had were the rent and the purchase of DVDs, but even so, Palmer shared part of it for him.

So in the third year of working, Burlogo accumulated a considerable fortune.

"Your money is enough for the down payment," Palmer said after learning about it. "As for the loan, it's even easier. You're an undead anyway, so pay it back slowly."

Bologo has no idea of ​​buying a house at all. Leaving aside the nature of his profession, whether the enemy will attack him or not, the frightening situation in Oath City Opus alone is not suitable for any investment.

Anyway, there are beds in the Undead Club, so if you can't do it, just live there.

"Um……"

Ai Miao thought for a while, then his tone suddenly became stronger, "Do you think I'm the kind of layman who can be moved by money?"

"what?"

Burrog's mind was completely confused, and just as he was trying to clear his mind, Amy suddenly stood up.

"That's all for now. I'll help you fix this thing. As for the reward, I'll talk about it later."

She didn't give Burlogo any chance to speak at all, and then waved to Burlogo, "Go back to work, let's go!"

After finishing speaking, Aimu quickly left and disappeared on the watchtower, leaving only Burlogo with a dazed face in the cold wind.

Bologo's feeling at the moment was extremely strange. It was no longer as simple as being left to dry in the mountains, but not long after lying down, a group of lively fawns stepped on his body and rolled over.

The whale turned over, trying to flick its tail over some disturbing fawns, but when it regained consciousness, they had disappeared into the dense forest.

Bologo suddenly felt aggrieved, and couldn't even hit the cotton with all his strength.

Amyu didn't close the smile on her face until she walked into the elevator. She froze for a few seconds, then put her head on the corner of the elevator and muttered to herself.

"I... what have I done?"

My brain got hot, and I actually did these things. I knew it shouldn't be like this, but seeing Burlogo's appearance, Aimiao couldn't control himself no matter what he said.

It's hard not to pet a feral cat that passes by.

As if to control emotions, the flesh and blood changed into cold metal, but there was still an unstoppable buzzing sound coming from Amy's body. A few seconds later, the machine cracked, and hot steam gushed out instantly, filling the elevator between.

When the elevator arrived at the sublimation furnace core, the elevator door opened, and Amy walked out in the surging mist, which shocked several passing researchers. While they thought that Amy’s way of appearance was very handsome, they wondered whether the elevator had come out. What's wrong.

That's strange, logically speaking, this kind of problem will not occur in the reclamation room.

……

Palmer was a loud guy, like a kid who was afraid of being alone, he would turn on the lights in the living room, play those loud music, or turn on the TV, and there was no peace for a moment.

When Bologo returned home with mixed feelings, the room was dark and extremely quiet, and the noisy Palmer was not at home. Burlogo guessed that he should be in the actual combat room, training himself day and night .

Bologo didn't have any idea of ​​dissuading Palmer. Now his mind is full of anger and motivation. Palmer needs to do something to consume this energy. tranquility.

Forgetting those things that touched the heartstrings, Burlogo sat on the sofa and leaned against the soft cushions. He tried to calm down his heart, but Amy's words emerged from his mind like a spell.

This made Bologo feel a little ashamed... Maybe he is really a shy and reserved person as Amyu said.

Sometimes it is difficult for a person to recognize his true face, and Burlogo needs help from others, just like a mirror, reflecting his true appearance.

A question came to Burlogo's mind, why did he resist and defend?

Are those things too unfamiliar to me?

As an expert, Burlogo never hates strange things, as long as he touches, tries and learns, any strange things will not be difficult for himself.

But this time is different.

Burrog fell into a long silence, until the too quiet atmosphere made Burrog feel a little uncomfortable.

The conversation with Amyu soothed Bologo's heart, but it also brought more problems, Bologo thought so, turned on the radio, and after waiting for a while, a familiar voice sounded in the darkness.

"Hello listeners! I'm Duddell, your loyal friend who broadcasts twice a day, welcome to this column!"

Due to his busy work, Burlogo hadn't heard Duddle's voice for a while, and now hearing those familiar words, he felt like reuniting with an old friend.

Duddell's rambling voice drove away the loneliness, and Burlogo walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the bustling city.

Burrog remembered the last scene recorded in the Eye of Narrative. Burrog remembered the street and the flower shop.

Previously, Burlogo had been puzzled as to why Church would take the initiative to expose it.

Destroy the plague of decay and save the city?
This sounds like a good reason, but Bologo feels that the reason is not enough. You must know that Church is only an intelligence officer, and the rule of avoiding frontal combat has been engraved into his instinct... This is what Bologo should do. do, not him.

This incomprehension followed the conversation with Amy, as time went by, and as Burlogo thought about himself, he understood.

Remembering the flowers on Church's body when they found him...a small and ridiculous reason.

In this way, the reason became sufficient. Realizing this, Burlogo even wanted to cheer for Church, praising his crazy behavior.

"You love this city, the people in this city, and for all this, you even go against your own nature."

Burrog sighed.

"God..."

Bologo is a person who thinks he is rational, but the so-called love is irrational. Bologo doesn't like things that are irrational, but he doesn't want to spurn love.

Like a seductive poison, Burogo was helpless against it.

Everyone is like this, it cannot be avoided, and it will eventually be faced.

　If something happens, it will be the first update.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)