The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

When I asked Duncan Raphael where he planned to train Duncan Beatty in the future, Raphael said in a slightly regretful tone: "She wants to be a dancer."

"Listening to your tone, I don't want her to become a dancer, so what are your expectations? Doctor? Scholar? Anyway, she won't be an adventurer."

He smiled bitterly: "You don't want to ridicule me anymore, but you are right. I really don't want her to be an adventurer. It's not because I discriminate against this profession, but because the risk of an adventurer is too great. I only hope she can be safe. , And pass this life smoothly."

"Doesn’t it seem to you that if you become a dancer, you can’t live your life peacefully and smoothly?"

Duncan Raphael sighed: "You don't know how much it will cost to become a dancer..."

"you know?"

He looked at me, his lips trembling slightly, and for a long while, he said melancholy: "I know."

Taking a long breath, he continued: "Betty's mother is a dancer."

"Ha" I suddenly laughed out loud.

Duncan Raphael stared at me and said in a bad tone: "What are you laughing at?"

"Sorry" I stopped smiling, and I said seriously: "I didn't mean to laugh at you, it's really..."

"What is it?" Duncan Raphael's face was darkened. "If you can't give me a satisfactory answer, we'll all be friends."

Glancing at him, who was stern and stern, I completely curbed my joking mind, and said solemnly: "This is hereditary, my friend."

"What?" Duncan Raphael looked blank, he didn't seem to understand what I meant.

"With the current science and technology, it may not have reached that level, but the ancient science and technology has already broken through the bottleneck in this respect. Raphael, what I will say next, you may not agree with it, but it is all facts. ."

Looking at Duncan Raphael’s increasingly serious expression, I slowly said: “The reason why Betty likes to dance and wants to be a dancer is because of your wife’s blood, from a more microscopic perspective. In terms of heredity, Raphael, Little Betty inherited your wife's talent."

After hearing what I said, Duncan Raphael was not shocked, but rather calm: "I know what you said. When I first entered the medical field, my mentor personally taught me about genetics. From the knowledge I have learned, I know that a child’s talent will be determined by the blood of his parents to a certain extent. I just feel sorry for why Betty did not inherit my talent in medicine, but inherited her mother’s talent in dance. "

"you look like

The grievance is heavy, Raphael, tell me, besides dancing, do you have any deeper grievances? "I paused and added: "For example, your wife is a person." "

"My wife is very decent and dedicated. There is no need to question about this." Duncan Raphael said solemnly, but then he sighed deeply: "But because of this, she can only dance and The choice is the same in the family. In the end, she chose dance."

"Abandon your family for your dream?"

"It's funny, isn't it?" Duncan Raphael smiled wryly.

"I don't know how to laugh, and I am not qualified to laugh." I replied with a wry smile, and said: "Mrs. Zun is obsessed with dreams, and even abandons all the spirit, which really impresses me, but because of dreams, I have abandoned the responsibility of being a mother. , It also despises me, so I really have no way to judge."

"Thank you."

Duncan Raphael said sincerely.

At this moment, more than a dozen meters away from us, Lizi and Betty were eating happily with a large bucket of ice cream.

"I believe Betty must miss her mother very much" I murmured.

"Maybe" Duncan Raphael sighed.

"Does your wife often come to see Little Betty?" I asked.

"No" Duncan Raphael shook his head and said, "After Betty was three years old, she rarely visited her again, probably... only about twice a year."

"Twice...she really did it."

I teased.

This time, Duncan Raphael no longer has anxious eyes, with a wry smile on his face, he raised his glass and drank the strong liquor.

"Hey, you're easy to burp if you drink like this."

I teased him.

"No, I am a healer and know my body better than anyone else."

"With a knife, the water will flow even more, and a toast will dissipate sorrow and sorrow." I sighed leisurely: "Even if you drink badly, your wife may not give up her dream, but it will hurt Betty. I suggest you still I want to drive more, for the sake of Betty, and strive for healthier."

"Okay." Duncan Raphael sighed softly, seeming to relax a lot. He again took a glass of strong liquor from the waiter and held it high: "For health."

After coughing twice, I also raised my glass and said loudly: "For health!"

Master Dewey and the two majesty then raised their wine glasses and said in unison with voices of varying heights: "For health!!!"

Everyone in the hall stopped talking, put down their knives and forks, raised their glasses one after another, and said loudly, "For health!!!"

"Cheers!"

After a few rounds of wine and food, I don’t know how much it tastes. Everyone in the hall is already full of wine and food, and they have a good chat.

Looking at the time, it was approaching midnight. After the two majesty announced the end of the banquet, a crowd of people waited back. Only Lizi and Betty were still eating the remaining half bucket of ice cream, working tirelessly for the final battle. .

Looking at the blue faces of the two little guys, I worriedly asked Duncan Raphael whether they would eat their stomachs.

Raphael said without nervousness: "It's uncomfortable for a while at most."

"That's good."

As soon as my voice fell, a chill came suddenly, and then a sky blue ice crystal appeared in the air.

The ice crystal is in the shape of a snowflake, but unlike snowflakes, it is much larger in size and has a pair of flexible eyes in the middle. After going over, I fell into the bucket and started to eat.

In this scene, little Betty exclaimed.

Not only was Little Betty surprised, even the two Majesty were also quite shocked, staring at the ice cream bucket closely, unable to speak for a long time.

And the most surprising is Duncan Raphael.

He exclaimed first, and then he was sluggish for a while before finally coming back to his senses, raised his hand, pointed to the ice cream bucket tremblingly, and said: "That...that is..."

"I haven't seen it before, let me introduce to you, he is one of Lizi's guardians, the lower elf, Ice Nass."

"...The lower elf? You must be teasing me!" Duncan Raphael stared at me with a very serious expression, and said: "I have seen elf, you can't fool me! This thing ...This snow flake will definitely not be an elf!"

I didn't refute, but I looked at him quietly and said every word: "My friend, are you sure, the ones you have seen must be elves?"

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