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Even though I knew I wouldn't answer, I still stared at the tombstone for a long time.
Maybe, what I want is not the answer, but just because... maybe I want to find someone who understands me to talk to.
I really hope to find someone who is a living beauty, not a bad old man who only has a wordless tombstone.
Old Man Gallen has avoided the Alliance, avoided society for thousands of years, and lived alone. Is it really just because he was afraid that others would be implicated by him and harmed by Belial?
Perhaps even Old Galen himself thinks so, and this is indeed the main reason.
But now I can't help but ask about the gallon.
Is there really no other reason? For example, you don’t want to face life and death, you don’t want to be tortured by time, and you gradually forget the people you don’t want to forget and the memories you don’t want to forget.
Just forgetting his family and villagers, and forgetting his own hatred, is already a great torture. Therefore, if you don't want to add to the burden, in the next time, you simply don't have friends, don't leave memories that make you nostalgic, and choose this alternative way of escaping.
Even if he was looking for someone, he would be looking for someone like Twin Tails who could live the same age as him. Even if the other person was a monster, he was still looking for someone to talk to.
Is that so?
Or are you not even aware of it? Are you just trying to convince yourself that you have reached an ulterior deal with Belial and become a traitor to the alliance? You don't want to implicate others, so you can't have anything to do with them. This is the reason?
No, by now, Old Galen has died, and it is already too late to dig deeper.
Maybe, I just want a reference.
Would it be better if I were like Old Gallon?
Just break the jar and forget all the things that should be forgotten and shouldn't be forgotten in one go. Then there will be no worries or pain.
Who am I working so hard for? Why am I going through this torture?
Ah, I remember, it's for the girls, my beloved girls.
So, I can't forget, I can't stop.
Sorry, Gal... Teacher, you heard some stupid things.
I am different from you after all, even if I inherit your inheritance, even if I suffer from the same torture of loneliness as you.
The person you want to protect, the person you want to keep, is already dead. No matter how you struggle, no matter how you try to save him, even if you succeed in getting revenge in the end, it is just a kind of self-satisfaction, empty and meaningless. From that day on, you were actually an empty shell.
It may be cruel to say this, but it is a fact. Of course, it is not impossible to change, such as regaining an encounter, starting a new love, finding a new family, as well as new villagers and new friends that must be protected.
But this old man is very stubborn. He has not been able to turn around in a thousand years. He is still obsessed with the past, his dead lover, family, and villagers. His mind cannot accommodate new things at all. If it were me. ...Forget it, why do I have to imagine this kind of thing? It's not a competition for the king of misfortune.
What a pathetic, stubborn old man. Fortunately, such a guy is not my family, otherwise I would have been pissed to death by him.
I am different. The biggest difference between me and this old man is that the person I want to protect is still alive and still with me.
For this reason alone, I will be thousands of times happier and luckier than Old Man Galen.
In this case, there is nothing to complain about. Coming here to complain, complaining in front of old man Galen, doesn't it make it seem like you are showing off to him?
You see, although I am also miserable, I am eleven thousand times better than you.
Although Shuangwei and I have always enjoyed complaining about this bad old man with a weird temper, we can't do such a bad thing.
So it's time to go.
But why can’t I move forward or sit up?
Tick tock tick…
Hey, this is it?
I wiped my face vigorously, only to find that it had become wet at some point.
Ahhhh...
finally, I understand.
It is true that I am thousands of times happier than Gallen, and millions of times luckier than Gallen, but a poor creature like me is millions of times weaker than Gallen.
The reasons for coming here to pay homage, visit graves, and complain are all excuses.
I just wanted to find a place where I could cry and have a good cry.
Teacher Galen.
Living alone is really lonely.
…
I poured the last drop of wine on the flowers in front of the grave, clapped my hands and left without any regrets.
Go home and find the girls. Who wants to sit down with such a bad old man all the time? The smell of elders is contagious. I don’t want to become an old man like Old Gallon.
Turning around, he looked at Shuangwei, who was wagging his two cat tails. People stared at cat eyes, and the atmosphere was awkward for a while.
"How long have you been watching?" I asked.
"Although I really want to say that I just came here and didn't see anything, but it seems like you don't believe it."
"It's one thing whether I believe it or not. How about you at least show some comforting sincerity first?"
"Well, as you wish, I just came and saw and heard nothing."
"It's too late to tell now."
"You really have a lot of demands, kid, can't you respect your seniors?"
"No, no, no, you should make footsteps from the beginning to let people know that you are coming. This is the way to respect others. Do you understand courtesy?"
"You know, I'm a cat, so I'm born without the sound of footsteps."
"You are just a cat, okay."
I took a deep breath. Although Twin Tails saw the embarrassing side, I surprisingly didn’t feel embarrassed or ashamed. I don’t know if it was because of my old mentality or because I had consciously mastered Twin Tails’ bigger embarrassing things, such as the goddess. Scattered flowers and so on, so I have nothing to fear.
"So, are you here to worship too?"
"No, I've already been here just now. I just heard some noise suddenly and turned around to see who it was."
"You still said you didn't peek?!"
"You have a plain expression, but you still care about this kind of thing. Your level of pettiness is also extraordinary."
"Okay, let's change the topic. I was confused as to who placed the flowers in front of the tombstone, and whose taste was so normal that it was boring. It turned out to be you."
"Well, haven't I always wanted to learn human etiquette? This is just practice and experience the feeling of worshiping." Shuangwei stroked the cat's beard, the cat's pupils were vertical, and wanted to explain.
"It doesn't feel like I just experienced it for a while." I looked back at the number of flowers in front of the tombstone.
"Part of it isn't mine."
"That means you put most of them in, right?"
"You brat is really annoying. No wonder Galen always curses you when he mentions you."
"It's an honor, so we're even, right?"
"You have the final say. I don't want to argue so much with a young boy."
"Teacher Gallen has left. What are your plans? Are you going to stay?"
"Well, we're considering it."
"Aren't you afraid that Beryl will skin your cat?"
"That's why you need to think carefully, isn't it? Remember, cats are worried animals."
"The identity of cat is really useful."
"What, you want to be a cat too?"
"Thank you." For some reason, a vague image of a cat lady suddenly appeared in my mind, which made me shudder.
Hey, am I that sensitive to cat ladies? Or is it that this cat lady, whose impression has become blurred and whose face cannot be recognized clearly, has a special identity? Make me feel chills?
"anyway……"
"You have so many questions, it's very annoying."
"Don't be like this, Twin Tails, Teacher Galen has left, and the two of us can be considered dependent on each other."
"Look, I've lost most of my hair in disgust, but you still continue to say hello, pretending that I'm afraid of you."
"You are older than Mr. Gallen, right."
"Well, I do have such confidence." For some reason, Shuangwei puffed up his chest proudly, which made me complain.
"You are old but still weak. What is there to be proud of?"
"You are young and have no strength at all, but you really like to seek death."
Seeing that the eyes of the cat with two tails were about to stand in a straight line, and it was about to explode, I quickly returned to the topic.
"I mean, since you are older than Mr. Gallen, you have lived a long time, right."
"Isn't this nonsense? But let me explain in advance, I am not old yet, I still have a long life."
"After living for such a long time, won't you... feel bored?"
"What?" The cane that had been spinning in the hands of the two tails stopped, including its footsteps, turned sideways, and looked at me with wide cat eyes, as if looking at a rare animal.
"Are you bored after living for a long time? You are probably the first person to ask such a question to us from the Hell Clan."
"Is there anything wrong?"
"It's not a question of right or wrong, but a question of whether or not it needs to be considered. It's like... right, it's like being in front of a hungry person who is about to starve to death and asking him to think about whether he wants something sweet or not. spicy."
"You really just want to say that this question is stupid, right?"
"As long as you understand, we, who grew up in this cruel world, have to face the strong and the weak every day, and constantly work hard to survive and become stronger, aren't all of this just to live longer? You ask me about life Will it get boring after a long time? What else is this question if it’s not stupid?”
"In other words, in order to survive, there is no room for even considering loneliness and loneliness?"
"That's right. Of course, I don't have any dissatisfaction with this past. In the world of hell, this is the theme. Even the Seven Giants may have been weak."
"Actually, this is pretty good."
"What? This is the first time I've seen someone envy the life in the hell world... No, it should be the second time."
"The first one is Teacher Galen, right."
"You and he are indeed quite destined."
"I think so too. It's just something that happened recently. I didn't think this way at all before."
"You've really changed a lot lately."
"Is it good or bad?"
"It's hard to say. If it's in my eyes as a member of the Hell clan, it should be good. You have too many constraints. They can be the motivation for you to move forward, and they can also hinder your progress. If you are Gallon's friend, you Elders, I think..."
Shuangwei paused and said: "Maybe it has become more boring. You used to be more interesting..."
"Is it……"
We chatted with Shuangwei for a while, and gradually, gradually, the tombstone behind us moved away from us.
A gust of wind blew up the flowers in front of the monument. Under the flying petals, several colorful mushrooms, which were almost integrated with the flowers, quietly emerged...
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