Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 36 Hope
"Get separated!?"

"Death! This is what happened to you!"

Listening to the exclamation of the messy blond boy in front of him, Ron pushed up his monocle and extinguished the little guilt in his heart.

It's all Shigui's fault...

Faced with the boy's question, Ron lied again.

This was not because he had any other purpose, but because he simply felt that telling the truth would scare the young man in front of him.

At this time, Ron was used to his current state. He instinctively wanted to observe these weak humans at close range, but he maintained a certain resistance to this behavior.

Perhaps it was true as Yuanchu said, that weak emotion began to shake his will, making him not like his original self at all.

No, I am me!

Ron lowered his eyes and kept analyzing the strange emotions in his heart. At the same time, he also focused part of his mind on the two guys who laughed at him.

"Ron, are you from Backlund?"

"That's how you fight, right? Backlund."

The boy in front of him kept his head lowered. Roy Moore stopped asking about the other person's experience. He spelled out the word Backlund in the not-so-pure Loen language.

As he spelled out the word, Ron could hear the eagerness and longing in his voice.

"Well, I do come from there..."

"real!?"

Before Ron could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Roy Moore's surprised voice.

"Ron, I heard that Backlund is the most prosperous place in the world. It covers an extremely huge area. Is this true?"

Roy Moore was a little excited and couldn't wait to ask about something that he had been concerned about for a long time but had no ability to verify.

He stood up and gestured with his arms, drawing a large circle, as if to illustrate how huge Backlund was in his mind.

Ron thought about it in his mind and nodded.

"Well, it is indeed the largest gathering place for humans."

"Roy, you seem to know that place very well? Are you from there too?"

As soon as Ron said these words, he saw Roy Moore in front of him like a deflated rubber ball, and he immediately sat on the creaking chair.

"My father is from there, but I haven't seen him for a long time..."

"Maybe ten years? Maybe fifteen years?"

"Everything I know is what my mother told me. She said my father was a true gentleman..."

Roy Moore's mood became lower and lower as he spoke, and in the end it was closer to a whisper, as if he was recalling his mother's last nagging words in his ear.

What about your mother...

Ron wanted to ask this, but when he saw the image of the young man in front of him, he swallowed his words back.

Obviously, a mother would not let her child run around in shabby clothes, especially in a place that discriminated against Loen people.

"Don't feel sorry for me, Ron!"

"I am very strong, and my father must have been looking for me!"

Perhaps feeling the change in Ron's attitude, or perhaps not wanting to believe the fact that he was abandoned by his father from Loen, Roy Moore cheered up and carefully took off a scarf full of wear and tear from his neck. amulet.

This amulet is pitted and pitted, as if it was often held in someone's hand and rubbed. It is covered with traces of time.

"Look, this is what my father left to my mother, and then my mother left it to me!" "My mother said this was a token that my father gave to her before he returned to Loen, saying that he would definitely come back to pick me up one day. Go and live in the Loen Kingdom with your mother!”

As the young man spoke, his green eyes lit up slightly, filled with false hopes and expectations.

Perhaps in his heart, even he himself did not believe that his father, whom he had not seen for a long time and had forgotten what he looked like, would really come to take him home.

However, if people want to live, they must have hope, even if it is false.

Ron pushed up his monocle and looked at this scene expressionlessly. As an outsider with some humanity but not much, he really couldn't figure out what the boy in front of him was looking forward to.

Shouldn’t unrealistic fantasies be brushed aside in situations like this?

These illusions will only make people more painful. Although they can gain temporary confidence, they will also suffer unimaginable setbacks when their hopes are shattered.

At this moment, the wooden door made of several old wooden boards was opened from the outside.

The wooden door creaked and groaned in resistance.

"Roy, we're back!"

A slightly cold girl's voice came from the door, interrupting Ron's conversation.

The girl's voice was a little childish, and you could tell that she was not too old. Ron turned around and saw a little girl with long chestnut hair and eyes of the same color standing at the door, looking at him.

Seeing Ron looking at him, she lowered her head in embarrassment, revealing a boy who looked similar to her behind her.

These underage children should be all the owners of this wooden house.

"Elsa, you're back!"

"And little Jolde!"

Roy Moore greeted the girl warmly when he saw her. Of course, he did not forget the shy boy following the girl.

In fact, the relationship between them helping each other and staying together for warmth does not have to be like this.

But Roy Moore had only one purpose in doing this, and that was to introduce these two companions to Ron. He was more enthusiastic and cheerful than Ron imagined.

"This is Ron. I met him today. He came from Loen!"

When the two companions entered the house, he couldn't wait to introduce Ron.

"Ruen people?"

Elsa asked a question. As a girl with a delicate mind, she certainly knew Putuo City's attitude towards outsiders.

Even people like them, who are half of the Southern Continent, would encounter discrimination, beatings and scoldings on a daily basis. In some cases, they would be caught and used as spies of the colonists to go to the Self-Defense Forces in exchange for rewards.

But in this case, how did a well-dressed young man from Loen, not much older than them, come here! ?

"Ron said he came here with his father, a businessman, but in the end he got lost alone."

Sensing his companion's doubts, Roy Moore quickly explained to Ron.

He seemed to be very enthusiastic about this new friend he had just made, maybe because Ron and his father came from the same place, or maybe because Ron was one of the few people who recognized him and didn't laugh at him.

"That's it..."

"Welcome, Mr. Ron."

Elsa was stunned for a moment, and then smiled slightly.

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