He stopped fidgeting with the firewood and looked up at Trinville and Althea. His friend was also frightened by the weird look on his face. He opened his mouth but forgot to ask anything.
"What shocked me was that the old man who I had always thought would not live long, instead of almost being killed by a wolf, now stood upright with sharp eyes and a high air, with a mysterious and gentle smile hanging on the corner of his mouth. He’s staring at me.”
"What?" the giant asked in a voice, "Grain, you mean that old man who ate all the small piece of ham you had and couldn't get any energy, but seemed to be looking at you in a good mood? After all, He can still laugh!"
"Yes, my friend. Those wolves had been scared away by the thunder, but now I felt like I was breaking out in a cold sweat again. The wind from the mountain forest and deep valley hit me, and I couldn't help but tremble again.
'Young man, weren't you brave enough to stand in front of me with your little dagger just now, fighting the wild beast as bravely and boldly as an aggressive little bull? What's wrong now? Why have you become timid? ’ He stretched out a hand, as if stroking the night wind flowing through the forest, while teasing me who was shivering in the wind.
'You, you...' I was incoherent and actually raised my hand to point at him, still holding the dagger he had just mentioned in his mouth. But my heart has already calmed down.
There was a crystal clear gaze in his eyes, his expression was peaceful, and his face had a slumped and gloomy look, as if he had just woken up from a deep sleep. Because he was stretching contentedly, and even looked at me and smiled with an expression of relief and joy.
'Grain,' he said, 'you can't point a sword at one person - especially a kind old man. Just now you risked your life to save him, so did you regard him as an enemy so quickly? '"
"Wait a minute, please wait a minute!" The giant, who had been in a daze with his mouth wide open, seemed to suddenly wake up and shouted loudly. "This is wrong, Glenn. How could he call your name? You know, from the first time you met him to when he called your name, you didn't even say a word to him! How could he? Do you know your name?"
"Good friends really have the same mind! I asked him the same way at the time - 'How do you know my name?' By the way, Trinville, my friend, if I said you told the old man that I I wonder how you would feel about his name?"
Sure enough, Trinville jumped up again, waved his hands, and laughed loudly: "Haha, you can't even think of making fun of me twice in one night. It's impossible! You know, the night you fought with the five wolves, I must have fallen asleep in my little bed - well, even though the bed was a little too small for a ten-year-old child, I still slept soundly, even if I was dreaming Even if you run to that magical mountain top where you can catch a ham in a trap!"
Glenn smiled and said nothing, but Althea seemed to relax at this time. She stood up with a smile and walked to the bonfire, squatted down and added a few logs to the fire, and then walked to the stream. While she was doing this, Glenn kept looking at her back. Although Trinville seemed anxious, he only winked and scratched his head, but he resisted not asking questions again.
It wasn't until he took the water bag handed over by Althea and took a sip that Glenn looked at his friend with a smile and said: "My friend, it seems that you have forgotten everything about that day. Do you really want to Can't you get up? Are you sure you haven't told that old man my name? Think about it again."
Trinville looked at his friend quizzically until he confirmed that his friend's gaze was not a joke. He couldn't help but wonder secretly, and had to seriously recall what happened on the day when Glenn walked through the door of his house seventeen years ago.
But not long after, he shouted again: "Okay, okay. I admit that I have forgotten some things. But, Glenn, I still won't admit what you said. I have never met that person at all. The old man who was almost eaten by a wolf and woken up by thunder! How could I tell him your name? Besides, Glenn, what on earth do you want me to remember?"
Glenn used the small wooden stick in his hand to poke the firewood to make the flames spread higher. He smiled and said: "You really don't remember? If you really forget, there is nothing surprising. Many people will turn a blind eye to what is happening in front of them. Haha, don't be angry, my friend, I said so It’s not you. After all, it wasn’t until he spoke and saw the pointed hat he was wearing that I thought he looked familiar. Well, when the two of us were having a fierce fight on the dirt, not far away There is an old man wearing a pointed hat, smiling at the two of us. Didn't you see him? "
"Pointed hat?" Trinville frowned and thought for a while, then said with a smile. "Although I don't remember it, from what you said, it seems that it happened. And I feel like I still can't remember it clearly."
Glenn smiled and asked, "Then do you know who the old man with the pointed hat standing on the street corner is, looking at the two of us?"
"Who is it?" Trinville asked hurriedly.
Glenn said unhurriedly: "Who else could it be? Of course it's my teacher, Mr. Astral."
Trinville opened his mouth in surprise and didn't close it for a long time. "Mr. Astral? In your heart, the one you admire and love the most, the omniscient person in heaven and earth, throughout the ages, the greatest sage in the Palinka Bakama continent, Mr. Astral?"
Glenn smiled: "Of course, it's him. I respect and am most grateful to my mentor, Mr. Astral, who taught me and guided me the most in my life."
Trinville jumped up again, clapped his head, and walked around the fire. He tried hard to remember something, but nothing came to mind.
"Oh my God!" he yelled in frustration, "how come I don't remember anything! Wait, wait, Glenn, why are they both wearing pointy hats—I mean, standing Mr. Astral, who was watching the fight between two children on Babcole Street, and the man who was besieged by five hungry wolves with you in the mountains east of the royal city, do not have your pitiful piece of ham. As for the old man who won’t survive, why do they all wear pointy hats? Ge...Grain...could it be..."
Green had seen the stammering big man Vika countless times. Like the people in the Blueberry Tavern, he also liked giants with red faces and unable to speak.
He replied with a smile: "My dear friend, tonight, at your invitation, wasn't it that I told the story of when I left the royal city and became my disciple to Mr. Astral?"
"Is that true? Oh my God!" The giant's sad eyes and expression, coupled with the pitiful look of his hands spread out, made Althea hide her mouth and laugh. "Grain, my friend! The old man you fought with the wolf with a dagger in your hand and risked your life to protect is the one that the big Vika admires and loves the most, Mr. Astral!! "
Glenn couldn't help but laugh. The ancient mountain forest dyed with the color of bonfires is also immersed in his hearty laughter.
"Now that I think about it, I'm afraid it is indeed the case! Hehe," he laughed, "who would have thought that the prophet and sage that the big man Vika most admired and loved most would accept the protection of a child, no matter when he was against When people talk about it, no matter what, it makes people feel a little bit proud, right?"
The big man Vika sighed and shouted unwillingly: "Alas, I am so unlucky. Such a great sage once stood in front of me, but I don't even remember him. What have I done! Alas, what was I doing at that time! Tell me, Glenn. Why didn't I go with him like you?"
Glenn and Althea couldn't help but laugh. Glenn was used to seeing Althea's elegant smile, but he also liked seeing Althea smile so heartily.
Trinville regretted it. Glenn smiled and said: "I think you really forgot that your father pulled us apart from each other, then he grabbed your ears and locked you in the hut. Didn't he?"
Trinville put his hands on his chest, "My father! My dear father! Look what you have done! Do you really want me to be a blacksmith?" His expression was exaggerated, but it also expressed the truth. He regretted his passing with Mr. Astral.
He kept circling in circles and shouted in a pitiful voice, "If you hadn't locked me up at that time, I might have become like Glenn, a gangster who can make a name for himself in the world with just a snap of his fingers." The hunter is begging for mercy on his knees. Alas, I am so unlucky."
When they had all laughed enough and quieted down, Trinville complained: "Grain, it's all your fault."
Glenn and Althea looked at each other and smiled, and he asked: "Why do you blame me? Why do you blame me?"
Trinville plausibly said: "My father saved you, but made his only son regretful for the rest of his life! If you didn't mess with me, I wouldn't fight with you, and I wouldn't be killed by my dear blacksmith. Father is locked up in a small dark room. Then maybe we can meet the great Mr. Astral."
After the three of them laughed and laughed, Glenn said with a smile: "Now, you already know that the old man is my teacher, Mr. Astral. But how could I know it at the time. That's what I asked him at the time.
'Then who are you and how do you know my name? '
'I am Mr. Ashez Astral, and of course I know your name. Just now, when you were fighting with your friend Trinville, didn't he yell - Glenn, I'll give you a good look when I get up! '"
"Ah!" Trinville shouted excitedly, "Mr. Astral, you also know my name."
"Didn't you just say that? Astral knows everything. Besides, your name Trinville is nothing special." Grenn smiled. Althea also smiled and nodded frequently.
Trinville disagreed and asked: "What happened next? What happened next?"
Glenn saw Althea's eyes sparkling with tears in the firelight.
"Later, don't you know everything, my friend? I followed Mr. Astral all the way south, north, and farther east. I visited many cities and countries and saw many new and interesting things. I also got to know many, many people. Later, my husband accepted me as his student. From then on, I stayed with his old man. It was not until God called me and my husband passed away that I took Althea back. Home, back to Babukole. And that’s another long and winding story,” he laughed.
"My friend, sometimes I always feel that the implicit and tolerant practices of Easterners always make the ending of each story profound and long-lasting. So, you will definitely agree - if you still If you haven’t heard enough, you might as well find another beautiful day like tonight, and I will be happy to tell you in detail.”
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Trinville had been stunned for a long time. He had not yet come back to his senses after Glenn finished speaking. He stared at Glenn, who winked teasingly. He couldn't help but sigh slightly.
After a while, he asked in a low voice: "Just like that, you just followed Mr. Astral?"
Glenn nodded: "Yes, it's been seventeen years since I left."
Althea held his hand, her eyes sparkling with tears.
Trinville sighed repeatedly and said sadly: "Grain, my friend. I am very happy to be the first person in Barclay to understand your story. However, after listening to your words, I don't know how to envy you. After following the great Mr. Astral, I am still glad that I was locked up in a small dark room by my father."
Glenn nodded and said: "I understand. I can't clearly tell which result is better. Well, now you know everything. I followed my husband by myself back then. Although I have many regrets, but... It’s my own choice.”
Trinville struck with both palms and said: "That's right. A good man should look at the world, have great ambitions, and achieve great things, so as to live up to the good times. I don't want to speak ill of his old man," he said in a sharp tone Turn, "Mr. Astral is certainly a great sage. However, there is still a big problem with his vision of people."
Both Glenn and Althea stared at him intently. Just a moment ago, his heart was filled with respect for his husband, and then he was filled with regret for missing him. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, people began to praise and criticize Mr.
Although both of them knew Trinville well, they couldn't guess why he would say such a thing?
"Miss Althea," sure enough, he said, "you are the judge - how can the big Vika not compare to Glenn? Why did the gentleman only take him away? This is unreasonable! By the way. ! Mr. Astral must have forgotten to bring me with him!"
Althea covered her mouth and smiled softly, while Glenn stared at the crackling firewood and murmured: "Yes."
It was late at night, but the friends talked together, comforted and encouraged each other, and it was like a bonfire in their hearts that warmed their hearts. The long night became warm and no longer difficult as they talked. Trinville didn't want to sleep anymore.
Trinville has always had a question that lingers in his mind and he won't express it. Finally, he asked: "Grain, do you think there is really a chance of encountering monsters in the place we are going to pass?"
It seems that if Trinville doesn't figure this issue out, it will come back to bother him sooner or later. Glenn smiled and said: "On this continent, in various countries, people have occupied vast areas of land, living and multiplying there, and working hard to make their lives better. But in those areas where the power of people cannot reach , humans may be the weakest. For the creatures that have lived there for countless generations, we are the intruders. There are many, many places that I have never been to. Therefore, I cannot answer your question. If you must know the answer, I can only say that I cannot guarantee that there is, or that there is not."
Glenn's answer obviously did not satisfy Trinville's curiosity. He asked: "That's not what those legends about you say. You hunted down criminals in the eastern lands and killed evil-doing pirates in the Western Sea. The story of you killing the Gabrai monster was told in the tavern. It’s the most popular and the one people love to listen to the most.”
Althea had never heard of this. As she listened, she tilted her head and looked at him with inquiring eyes, with a smile in her eyes.
Glenn also smiled: "To be honest, my friend. I also heard some stories about me from you. So let me tell you - except for killing monsters, most of the others are true. .”
Trinville couldn't believe his ears. He stood up and bent over, his nose almost touching Gray's forehead, and his voice stuttered a bit. He asked: "Have you never killed any monsters? Not even one?"
Green thought Trinville's expression was very interesting, so he imitated his tone and laughed: "I've never even seen one, so why have I killed a monster before?"
Trinvel suddenly felt bored. He sat down, poked the fire with the wooden stick in his hand, and sighed: "I still expected you to teach me how to deal with those monsters. I feel like killing a legendary monster Monsters are much more interesting than hunting down fugitives across the entire continent."
He made Grayn and Althea laugh by pretending to be depressed. Glenn patted his arm to comfort him: "Don't be so downcast, old friend. Maybe we can really meet a monster this time."
"Really? You didn't lie to me?" Trinville became excited again.
Glenn nodded: "You are the first hunter I have ever seen who is so excitedly looking forward to meeting a monster. Old friend, if your happiness is not pretending, then I have good news. .I have a way to deal with monsters!"
Trinville was immediately happy. He couldn't wait to say hello to the monster.
"Grain, my good friend. Now, tell me your method."
Glenn smiled but didn't answer.
Trinville persisted and continued to ask: "My good friend, I became a hunter solely because I wanted to create a legend of my own like you, so I want to learn everything from you. Now you are obliged to Teach me how you deal with monsters, so that it is fair."
Even Althea really wants to know. She looked at her two good friends curiously. One of them is inscrutable, the other is scratching his head.
There was a weird smile on Glenn's face. "You really want to know that much?"
"Can't wait." Trinville nodded harder.
"That's fine. I'm also worried that I won't have time to say it during the battle. So listen, my friend. I will only say it once."
Trinville's eyes gleamed with excitement. He moved closer to Gray and raised his ears, fearing that he would miss a word. His expression was pious and holy.
Glenn said word by word: "Run! Run!"
Trinville opened his mouth wide and didn't speak for a long time. Glenn went back to stirring the fire. Althea covered her mouth and smiled.
It took a long time for Trinville to recover. "that's it?"
Glenn nodded: "That's all!"
"Gone?"
"Gone!"
"Alas." Trinville let out a long sigh in disappointment. This time the sigh was true.
