Is the Evil God Me?

Two days later, the weather suddenly turned gloomy and cold, and the city of [Steam Capital], which was constantly spewing industrial waste gas, was covered in a haze that made people feel a little nervous.

The chill of this autumn has already begun to take shape, and everyone has added a layer of clothing and skin to their bodies.

Clark's funeral was arranged in the cemetery.

There were not many people who came to offer condolences, which didn't quite fit the propaganda that he was called a hero. This kind of deserted farewell was indescribable to Lynn, who was dressed in black today and even had a black shirt. Depressed. Standing in the middle of a group of people also dressed in black, he was not very conspicuous, and he did not have the high-spirited pride of the past.

The platinum blonde hair was clinging to the scalp, and the raindrops fell and stained between the neckline of the black coat. Lynn silently stared at the priest and said the last prayer of the coffin.

The traitor is leaving for good.

After giving them a knife, they left. This knife was his last lesson, and he didn't even have a chance to refute.

"May the deceased sleep peacefully, burn up their filth, and return their souls to the kingdom of the gods." The priest said his final farewell with a solemn expression, and the whole farewell process was very depressing and painful.

All those who came had a bit of sadness in their eyes.

Although many people know some inside information and know that he is a traitor, they still feel sad about the departure of an old clerk like Clark. The other branches didn't send anyone over to offer their condolences, probably because they knew about it, and they didn't want to come over to sprinkle salt on the wounds. This hero's medal was more like a pillar of shame.

As the coffin was covered with shovel after shovel of floating soil, Lynn blinked and couldn't help but look up at the cloudy sky.

'Farewell, teacher. ’

No matter what you did, no matter what your last madness was, in my heart you will always be that ordinary instrument. And it is this ordinary document that has provided care and guidance on the way forward, so this teacher is sincere.

Lynn offers a flower to Clark's coffin.

It was a bunch of calendula officinalis, a rare pure white color, which he had produced through his hard work in the past two days.

Clark's epitaph was left by him during his lifetime: there are regrets that cannot be made up, and it is the greatest regret.

After laying flowers, Lynn met Clark's father, the owner of the restaurant, with a touch of opulence. He is obviously a fat man, but it gives the impression that he has lost a lot of weight in two days. His red eyes are full of sadness, as if this old man has collapsed in half.

As a member of the third team, Lynn should have stepped forward to comfort him.

But the little gentleman who was usually eloquent and social, was motionless at this moment like a fool, the soles of his feet seemed to take root, and he couldn't move his legs to walk towards him. He couldn't help growling in his heart.

'damn it! How does this get me to say comfort to a father who has lost two sons? Do you want me to say Clark is a hero, what kind of kidnapping is this kind of white lie? ! ’

I don't know who gave Lynn a slight push.

Lynn found that he was not as firm as he had imagined, and his footsteps came to the father's body a little vainly, and there was a small cry of the child not far away. The father was sitting on the ground unbearably. When he saw Lynn, a trace of apology flashed in his originally sad eyes, as if he was apologizing for being too sad. He didn't look like this at all. Not like a gentleman.

"I……"

Mr. Xiao's tongue is a little knotted, he doesn't know what to say, and he was most afraid of this situation before crossing. It's a scene that makes your thinking stagnate, and no matter what you do, you don't think it's right.

"It's a handsome little gentleman. I heard Clark mention you. He said you were very smart..."

In the end, it was the grieving father who came out of the siege.

Lynn kept nodding like a puppet, responding mechanically in his mouth. He clearly heard what he was saying, but his brain seemed to have filtered everything he said. Even Chaoyi was in this excessive sadness. Involuntarily, Zhong Du flinched a bit.

Life and death, white-haired people send black-haired people, comrades-in-arms betray and leave, orphans cry.

It all mixes up like a bittersweet drink.

Lynn remembered that he opened his mouth as if to say something, then ran to the side in a daze, and was retching against a tree when he realized it. The excessively strong and sad emotions hit Lynn's heart fiercely, and even her tenacious heart couldn't help feeling sad at this moment.

A blue handkerchief was suddenly sent from one side, and Lynn took it subconsciously.

"thanks."

"It's the first time I've seen you so embarrassed." Atari's naturally arrogant and powerful sound rang out, like the whimper of a glass piano.

At this time, she was wearing a simple and solemn black long dress, and her hand socks were also black, which made her look much more mature and solemn. The girl in the wheelchair seems to be stronger than Lynn~www.readwn.com~ In this rich sad atmosphere, she still maintains a rationality that she does not know how to evaluate, like a gorgeous wheelchair sculpture.

Wiping the corners of his mouth, Lynn suddenly remembered that when he was in a daze just now, it was Atari who pushed him from behind.

He probably made her laugh.

"Well, it's not bad, at least the spirit has picked up again." Noticing the changes in Lynn's spirit, Atari raised her lips a little arrogantly, showing a rare expression of satisfaction.

"I'm not that vulnerable, it was just too sudden." Lynn argued for his dignity, wiping the corners of his mouth and blue eyes, he still didn't dare to look directly at Atari.

Probably out of fear of being seen as guilty.

"As an Extraordinary, you are destined to experience such a thing. For you, this may only be the beginning." Atari doesn't seem to be able to comfort people, and the words spit out from the mouth of the learned Tan are also full of The rigid rationality is like the cold wind in this late autumn.

"If I can, I don't want to lose another important person." Lynn smiled bitterly.

"It's the same as her thoughts, I don't want to lose anyone. Well, I have a higher opinion of you, then Mr. Lynn Moriarty, please take care of me in the future, I should need you for my legs and feet to go up and down the stairs. Help." Atari raised her hand to Lynn, her slender palm looked beautiful under the wrapping of her hand socks.

"Should be."

Lynn shook it subconsciously, and then showed a puzzled look.

What do you mean please take care of me in the future?

"Yepfni hasn't had time to tell you yet. I've been a clerk for [Lamp Holder] from today. Well, it might take a while to get promoted, but don't worry, I can easily handle the clerical work." Aita Li shook Lynn's hand lightly, then shrank back sensitively.