Ark, they don't revolve around you

"It's not a big deal. I went to deliver a letter to the Emperor of Ursus."

She said it lightly, but Fiammetta knew what it meant. The relationship between Lateran and Ursus was not good - more than bad, the greatest shame of Lateran was that the Gunners were defeated by the Iron Tide, and they were forced to agree to Ursus's westward advance.

"I was assassinated at that time. The one who killed me was an inner guard, the emperor's sharp blade."

Fiammetta's eyes narrowed: "You never said that?"

"What is there to say? I'm fine. I'm half a spy anyway. How could the Internal Guard allow me to leave?" Mostima said calmly, "But it took me a lot of effort to get rid of that guy. The Internal Guard is really a group of black hyenas. If you don't get rid of him, he will keep pestering you."

"You finally got rid of him."

"The Emperor's sharp blades are all single-minded and crazy people. If I can't get rid of them, I am not worthy of the Pope's trust, and there is no need for you to monitor me." Mostima paused for a long time, "But I will be tired too."

"When you walk through the ice and snow, half of your body is buried in the snow, and your blood almost freezes, it is not a good feeling, Fiammetta." Her voice turned cold.

There are always people who admire Mastema, but few people can understand this contradiction. Has she been so free in the past few years? Her most carefree time has been ruined by Andorn's betrayal. Maybe the depression is also accumulated in her heart, polluting this girl bit by bit.

Fiammetta lowered her eyes, realizing that this was the first time her friend had opened up to her from the bottom of her heart. They were too close, and while Mostima might be willing to die to protect Fiammetta, she rarely expressed such loss.

"You are very tired. The whole world has no appeal to you. It is full of dirt and darkness. Then you return to that place. Someone prepares hot tea for you. You can pour out everything you want without restraint." Mostima lowered his head. "He also prepared snacks. He regards you as a friend. He thinks you understand him, and you also think he understands you... Fiammetta, this situation can no longer be described as love, right?"

Fiammetta didn't react for a long time. She finally understood that this was not love, but dependence. That Mostima would actually become dependent on others one day!

"Knowing that there is someone who will listen to me, all the bad things on the journey are not so annoying. You can curse the emperor's sharp blade in front of him. His tea can dispel the cold winter of Ursus. This is really great, Fiammetta. For the first time, I have the idea of ​​spending my life with you alone."

"But you rejected him."

"Yes, I am a coward. I was so afraid of this kind of dependence that I didn't show up at Rhodes Island for a whole year." Mostima laughed at himself, "Because I was afraid... Andorn, our captain, would pull the trigger on his teammates for his ideals. I don't want to experience that again."

"I cut off contact with him. I didn't reply to his letters. In his eyes, I seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth. Even when the tea he brewed got cold, I wouldn't show up. He's so smart, how could he not guess that I was avoiding him..." Mostima gritted his teeth, "And now, I have made up my mind and almost killed him again... I don't understand why things like this always happen. I, I..."

Her words became increasingly unclear, her mind extremely confused, she hugged her staff and almost roared: "Damn it, go to hell, fuck the Lord, may the day I am born turn into night!"

This is a great blasphemy. This girl once believed in gods, but the gods turned her into the form of a demon. May the night of my life turn into darkness. This is also the most cruel curse against God from a good person whose family was destroyed by the devil in the Lateran scriptures!

Fiammetta was silent, a year had passed and his friend had made up his mind, but things had changed, he had intended to atone for his sins, but ended up almost killing the person he was trying to protect.

How could she not curse?

Fiammetta turned quietly and said, "I will tell the Holy See about your intentions, Mostima. I cannot comfort you."

"Ah."

"I am leaving."

"Ah."

"Goodbye."

"Ah."

The sound disappeared.

Finally, the girl, who was alone, began to cry loudly.

Chapter 87 We will be on the same path

"Texas...Texas?!"

"what happened?"

"You were looking at that place just now. Is that the docking area?" Exia whispered. She looked at Letian, but she was actually a smart girl, especially good at observing people's words and expressions. "If you really want to go, you can. Sora will understand you."

"No." Texas took a deep breath. How could a killer not control his emotions? Moreover, she was the last lone wolf of the Texas family. "I have an appointment with Kong. I still have to go to her performance. People who don't keep their promises are annoying."

"Oh." Angel was silent. In fact, she knew that the pillar of her Penguin Logistics was not right when she came back that day. She was covered in blood, which told them that the girl had experienced an unprecedented bloody battle, but she said nothing. She sat on the sofa without saying a word and drank bottle after bottle of wine.

She was so terrifying, no one had ever seen Texas in this state, and she wanted to say something, but in the end the Emperor appeared out of nowhere and stopped the girl.

"Leave the little girl's emotional issues to me." The emperor clapped his hands, or fins, exaggeratedly and sent everyone else away.

No one knows what the Emperor and Texas said that night, but in the end, Texas got better - at least she got better on the surface. She still worked with Penguin Logistics, moving goods and fighting with idiots.

But she always looked in the direction of Rhodes Island, and only then would her eyes become dull.

"Texas, what did your boss say to you that day?" Angel asked cautiously. There were few things that could make this girl unhappy, and her best friend was one of them.

"what?"

“It’s New Year’s Day!”

Texas looked at her for a few seconds and lit a cigarette. She rarely did this in Longmen, usually biting a pocky, but pocky was originally used to replace tobacco, which was what she used to numb herself when she was a Syracuse killer.

"Nothing?" she said.

"You're kidding me!"

"I complained about a lot of things, and the boss said that everyone is young once, and young people can always be forgiven for making more mistakes. He told me not to take some things too seriously, and then I nodded and fell asleep."

“Just... like this?” The Angel of Power was horrified. Looking at her appearance the day before yesterday, it was as if the sky had fallen down. Unexpectedly, she actually recovered on her own.

"That's enough." Texas threw the cigarette butt out of the window without any manners. "The boss knows me very well. He knows I just want to say something."

"What did you tell the boss?" Angel was on high alert again, fearing that this would touch some highly sensitive nerve of his friend.

But Texas didn't care: "It was a long time ago when I was in Syracuse. I said I was a very bad person. My father killed my grandfather but I was indifferent. Texas's family was destroyed but I was not shaken. I told him that wolves are cruel. Old wolves will be replaced by young wolves. If the new wolf king still has a conscience, he will give the old wolf some meat. But at that time, the wolf pack will regard the old wolf as a burden. No one will care about it. It will die if it dies."

"Wolf?" Archangel felt that this topic had jumped even further.

"Yes, the wolf and Syracuse are the same, so we all claim to be descendants of the wolf mother."

Texas murmured, "A single wolf is not a very powerful creature, but when a pack of wolves invade together, all the prey on the grassland will tremble."

The Angel didn't know how to respond for a moment, and after a long pause, he responded: "It feels very similar to your family's way of survival."

"Yes, but I always thought I was an outlier." Texas turned his head. The Angel had never seen Texas so serious. "Because I am an outlier, my blood is cold, I am lazy, and I am helpless. That's why I can sit back and watch my father kill my grandfather. I don't find it strange. This is the scene of the wolf pack competing for the wolf king. If the old wolf king obediently abdicates and gives him some free time, he can still grab food like a lowly dog, but the new wolf king will always be suspicious of the old wolf king. I thought I was tired of everything. I think the struggle of the wolf kings is ridiculous, but there is no difference between me and them."

"The difference is huge!"

"where?"

"You don't desire power at all. In the Volsini incident, if you just shouted, the city would be yours!" Archangel Exiah didn't think that Texas was as fierce as the Wolf King.

"That's because I always run away, Angel. Is it really just because of a ridiculous desire for power that the new wolf king kills the old wolf king? No, the new wolf king may also be very sad, but he has no choice."

The Archangel finally heard something wrong in Texas' words: "Texas, are you leaving?"

They are really good friends. Texas left without saying a word, but Angelica guessed it.

"I'll be leaving in a while." Texas didn't deny it and forced a smile. "I still have to hand over the work of Penguin Logistics."

"You are going to... Volsine?"

"Is this what the Doctor wants? He said it is my duty."

"Where is the obligation? You hate the family!"

"Yeah, it's annoying, but can I just run away? It's been twenty years, and Texas's reputation still scares the villains. I can't run away." Texas smiled quietly, and this smile made Archangel feel confused.

"Then there's no need to leave Penguin Logistics!"

"..."

"Is it because of... the doctor? I heard that he was seriously injured..."

Texas nodded calmly, "It's because of him."

"I don't understand. The Doctor has never made things difficult for others. Although he has expressed similar expectations, he never mentioned it again after you refused." Exia didn't know why her reaction was so intense, and she was even at a loss for words.

"But he was looking forward to it." Texas whispered. This reason was enough.

Angelica was speechless. Once Texas decided on something, she would not change it. That was why she rejected the Doctor at that time, wasn't it?

But she still asked, “Is it worth it?”

does it worth?

You have done so much, finally escaping from Syracuse, and now you are back on that battlefield...

Is it worth it? Texas asked itself.

Worth it, she answered herself.

Memories echoed back. It was indeed the rainy night in Syracuse. She had hugged that man tightly, and her breath seemed to be frozen. At that time, all the families were hunting them. They seemed to be abandoned by the world, but there was always someone standing by her side.

If you don’t want to involve your friends, you can involve me… He said seriously, I will always be your friend!

So she silently handed over the Originium sword, which was the token of love. She nodded gently, and their fingers intertwined.

"I'm sorry." She lowered her eyes, "This time, I will listen to you."

"We...will be on the same path together."

Chapter 88 They Drift Away

"Stinky rat, stinky rat, stinky rat!" Shi Huaiya kept shouting. Today she was still wearing the uniform of the Guard Bureau, and she almost forgot that she hadn't taken it off for several days.

"Don't shout so loudly, Officer Shi, I can hear you." Lin Yuxia was a little impatient. The friendship among the girls from Longmen was very strange. They all recognized each other, but they were always at loggerheads with each other.

"Chen Huijie hasn't been seen for a few days, stinky rat!"

"I know."

"Do you know why don't you join me in persuading her? Although I don't understand what happened, she can't be so willful!" Shi Huaiya grinned.

Chen Huijie hasn't gone out or made any phone calls for several days, and seems to be in isolation. They just can't stand it.

But before the two could take any action, the door was suddenly pushed open. Chen Huijie was inside, wearing gorgeous clothes and a seal on her waist. There was a calmness in her eyes. She suddenly became mature, as if she had woken up from a nightmare.

"You finally came out, Commander Chen?" Shi Huaiya said with a hint of sarcasm.

There was also dissatisfaction in Lin Yuxia's eyes. They didn't know what happened that day. They only knew that the doctor was seriously injured and sent back to Rhode Island, and Chen Huijie was autistic and didn't communicate with others.

But this is not the reason why the city lord has allowed himself to degenerate!

However, during this period of autism, the girl seemed to have realized something, and there was a hint of Wei Yanwu in her. Even when faced with Shi Huaiya's ridicule, she did not retort as in the past, but just smiled slightly and put her hand on the girl's golden hair.

She passed by the two of them, the morning glow casting a shadow on her back, and the Lord of Longmen seemed to become calm overnight.

An old shop with not very good decoration.

It was not yet 10:00 p.m., the place was pretty empty, the old fan was spinning its blades hard, and the owner left quickly after serving two bowls of noodles.

Before leaving, he seemed to remember and sighed softly: "You two sisters have finally reconciled."