Gold coin is justice

Standing next to Tiramisu's body, Airo crouched down and looked at him.

Indeed, the corners of his mouth are indeed smiling and his eyes closed, as if all the needs of life have been met.

"Ugh……"

Ai Luo sighed helplessly, called Brad and the recovered cream, and together they carried the boy's corpse aside, looked at the completely melted ice wall, and stared at it. Golden light.

"Everyone, are you in good condition?"

Ai Luo asked.

The five members behind Brad, Parfait, Cream, Margaux, and Coco are now treated and groomed, and they are in pretty good condition.The only problem is the crisp tower, which is still immersed in grief and self-blame, and the cheese who is holding his chest in pain because of being hit by the light force.

After waiting for a while, the two people still did not reply.In desperation, Ai Luo could only ask these two members to wait here for a while, while he took the remaining guild members and walked towards the golden cave.

The tunnel is not long, and it reaches the end just after walking less than fifty meters.

Ai Luo raised his head, and what was greeted was a gate that looked magnificent, as if it were made entirely of gold.

At this moment, the door is hidden.After adjusting his mental preparation slightly, Ai Luo slowly pushed open the door...

The moment the door was opened, the original golden color completely disappeared at this moment!

What appeared behind this door was a large square about twice the size of the small square outside just now!There are traces of artificial carving in this space, and the walls seem to have been specially repaired and appear very smooth.

All kinds of luminous moss are scattered on the ceiling and surrounding walls, and even the floor is full of colorful lights.When Airo stepped on it, the color of the sole of the foot would even change in various ways.

But compared to the weird shape of this room, what really caught Airo and others' attention was undoubtedly the person in the middle of the square.

Mas Capone.

At this moment, he was standing there with his hands open, and the Necro Box in front of him was now open, with a trace of light emitting from it, apparently in operation.

"Mas Capone!"

Airo yelled out loud--

"Have you promised that it's only an hour?! But when did you come in here? When did you start running this magic item? It's far more than an hour now!"

Hearing Airo's scream, Mas Capone over there seemed to finally realize that someone was coming in behind him.

He slowly turned his head back, his eyes constantly scanning the faces of Ai Luo and others.After just a few seconds, there was a little anxious color in the man's eyes, as if he was looking for something.But after a few more seconds, the anxiety in his eyes seemed to turn into despair, as if he realized something.

"It turns out... this is the moment I felt a lot of vitality from being sucked... It turns out... Tiramisu... You kid... You kid..."

Tears rolled down from the corner of Capone's eyes inadvertently.

His opened hands are now slowly put down, and the whole person has a sense of decadence.

But after a while, this person raised his head again, and a touch of undisguised hostility and the strongest hatred flashed in the eyes of Ai Luo and others!

This magic swordsman raised his hand, and the long sword placed beside it flew up and was caught by him as if he felt the call!

But when Airo and others realized that the state was not right, everyone fell into a state of alert again, and even prepared to escape anytime and anywhere...

The hand holding the sword began to tremble slightly.

The middle-aged magic swordsman had tears in his eyes. Although he still had an endless hatred when looking at Ai Luo and others, on the other hand, he had a strong sense of forbearance.

Hands...still trembling.

Shaking because of anger, because of hatred.

Those tears that rolled from his cheeks fell on the ground. This uncle, who used to be just a gentle smile most of the time, now showed the purest and most complex emotions.

A long time... a long time...

I don't know how long it took, but the hand holding the sword was put down again.

There was a helpless and bleak smile on this sad face.

Release your hand and the sword falls to the ground.

The Demon Swordsman raised his head, closed his eyes slightly, and after taking a deep breath, he gave a wry smile and said, "This...maybe it is your answer...right? My child...even though you don't usually like it. Speaking...but as your master...I haven't realized you until now...I am a fool...I don't deserve to be your master...I really don't deserve...I don't deserve..."

The sad mood made the middle-aged magic swordsman's body tremble slightly.After a while, he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, put on a gentle smile again, looked at Ai Luo's and others, and said with a smile: "I understand...now I have enough vitality. Well, I will immediately The Necro Box will be turned off, so... can you please leave here first? Let me stay here for a while... count me... please..."

For Airo, although he didn't know what happened, there was one thing he at least understood.

That is, the magic swordsman in front of him seems to be no longer hostile to himself and others?In other words...Although he was hostile, he understood well and restrained the crazy emotions in his heart?

So... leave now?

No, of course impossible.

This Necro Box is still open, how can you say that enough is enough?What if you close it now and open it again after you leave?Although you are now showing a non-hostile appearance, perhaps because of magic, you may have some weakness now, so you want to use language to coax away the song of mermaid first?

As a young liar with a lot of experience, Aylor certainly couldn't leave with a few words from Capone.Instead, his eyeballs rolled slightly, and instead he took a step forward, trying to say in a tone that would not irritate the handsome middle-aged uncle: "For Mr. Tiramisu...I'm sorry. I am. I really don’t want to be like this... He was too fast when he chose to dictate himself... I still wanted to save him, but it was too late..."

Capone sighed slightly.He lowered his head and glanced at the Necromancer in front of him, the smile on his face looked even more bleak: "No, this is not to blame you. If you really want to blame... I can only blame my master for being too incompetent. I have thought of many ways to save him...but at the last moment, I found that I still can’t save him...and he...and my apprentice...he thought about me. The master of Zhongyong...Ah..."

Such remarks made Airo suddenly feel something wrong!

What does it mean?What does it mean that there is no way to save tiramisu?Capone's tone is definitely not that he did not appear in the previous battle, but that something more profound!

Could it be that……???!!!

"Tiramisu...that kid...he is the one who really only lives for half a year..."

While Airo was thinking carefully, a voice suddenly came from behind him.

Including Ai Luo, the others in Song of the Mermaid all turned their heads and were stunned.

Because it is not someone else who is talking now, it is Suta.

This paladin appeared behind everyone, carrying cheese and a tower shield.And the sadness on her face obviously has not disappeared, but such a sentence is precisely to finally solve the problem surrounding Ai Luo's mind!

Capone's mouth still had a gentle smile.He nodded lightly, looked at Suta with a little admiration, and said slowly: "Did he tell you?"

Sutta shook his head slightly.She put down the cheese and replied: "He didn't say it, but I guessed it. When I trained with Tiramisu last time, although his outbreak of fighting was very strong, he would quickly I don’t know how much stamina a magic swordsman should have, but even an ordinary boy’s stamina is a bit poor. I asked him during the battle. Although he didn’t say it, it’s still considered By default."

Regarding this, Ai Luo thought for a while and said, "So that's it... Therefore, your so-called life-draining necrotic box, the life you have drawn is not for your own use at all, but for your own use. Ramisu’s?"

Capone exhaled slightly, his eyes looked hollow.Right now, he squatted down and slowly closed this necro box, which was regarded as the end of this behavior that seemed to have no meaning anymore——

"Half is to be given to this'master'. The other half is given to this child by the'master'. He still has an endless good life, he is still young...really young, young Sixteen years old...when I pulled him out of the mass grave, he was only six years old...on the second thought...ten years have passed...oh..."

Seeing Capone close the Necro Box, Ai Luo felt a lot easier for a while.He also breathed a sigh of relief, stepped forward, and said with a little sadness: "Really... I'm sorry, Mr. Capone. We really don't know... If you are willing to talk to us well, neither will we Will do something like this... Mr. Tiramisu... But I really can't understand why he has to commit suicide... I really... don't understand..."