Mage Joan

"Joan, you are in Port Leiden, have you ever heard of a prestigious family, surnamed Castis..." the old man Tyre asked weakly.

"Not only have I heard, I am also very familiar with the daughters of the Castes family." Joan faintly felt that Grandpa would say something next.

"Is Lord Dantrice Castis alive?" Old Man Tell asked his grandson.

"I don't know... Lord Lord Castis left Port Leiden more than ten years ago. I heard that he went to Meadgard, and then there was no news." Joan answered truthfully.

"It's a bit troublesome..."

The old man's eyes flashed faintly.

"Sir Castis, my old friend, this person also has a peculiar pedigree, but he is not the same as you. His pedigree is not from heredity. Obtained from Evil God, and his blood power is much stronger than you..."

"I heard these things from Sir Castes' daughter, but what does this have to do with me?" Joanne asked wonderingly.

"You should remember that my parents and I were employed 14 years ago to investigate the true face of the "Virgin", and later witnessed the evil sacrifices held by the believers of the evil **** somewhere in Meadgard."

"Your mother was pregnant at that time, and the fetus in your belly was contaminated by the power of the evil god, so that you have a strange blood lineage from the evil **** from birth, and you have one more eye than a normal child..."

Joan listened to my grandfather's story and couldn't help but touch the back of the neck. The eyeball seemed to be slightly hot, making him shudder.

"Joan, there is something, I kept hiding from you..."

"The person who hired our family to investigate the evil **** "Virgin" was Sir Castes. If you can find him, you may be able to learn more truth from him. If Sir Castis is no longer alive... Let this past pass away with the wind, live your life, don't think about it so much."

Joan nodded heavily.

Perhaps it is because there is some kind of mysterious induction across the space between the strange blood lines from the same source. Although there is no definite basis, Joan has thought that Sir Castis is still alive, and foresees that he will have the opportunity He meets.

What really made him deeply anxious was not how to find the whereabouts of Sir Castis, but whether he had the courage to inquire about the mystery of his bloodline after finding the other party.

If that step is taken, Joanne will know all the truth about his strange bloodline, but the price is likely to be the loss of his current peaceful and happy life.

In many cases, too much curiosity will push a person to the path of self-destruction, ignorance is instead the source of happiness.

Knowing that the closer it is to the truth, the more dangerous it is. Why continue to pursue it? Is it really worth it to give up the happy life to satisfy curiosity?

Joanne is still unable to draw conclusions.

"It's all over now, boy, now I can finally go to another world without concern..."

Old Man Tell spread out his dry palms, and looked at his grandson's eyes to become extremely hot, full of begging.

"Kalandir is a good doctor, but he is also a **** jerk..."

"He prescribed so many medicines to me, but in fact only one dose can completely eliminate my pain, but he refused to give me that wonderful medicine directly, but leave it to you for safekeeping, as if I really need a little hairy kid to treat myself Like a guardian..."

"Okay, my good boy, give me that medicine, even if I... the last request."

Joan wanted to refuse, but the old man's begging look prevented him from shaking his head.

He knew that his grandfather's condition was irreparable. Every breath and heartbeat would bring great pain to the poor old man. Every minute of life, he would have to endure another minute of torture.

Refusing to give this man with strong self-esteem the right to end his life is tantamount to depriving him of the last trace of dignity.

Qiao Anqiang endured the pain in his heart, and took out the little pill bottle with tears. His trembling fingers unscrewed the stopper and put the pill bottle gently in the palm of the old man, fulfilling his last wish.

Old Man Thiel held the pill bottle and handed it to his lips with difficulty.

This is the first and last time he has taken medicine since Joanne left home to study.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion. Joan found that his grandfather looked better after taking the medicine, his face became rosy, and his eyes were shining, as if the remaining vitality in the body had been stimulated by the medicine, and he was rejuvenated for the last time.

"Child, I am very happy to have you at the last moment of my life. Now I can meet your father and mother with satisfaction... One day in the future you will be old too, so old that you are about to leave this world, I hope you will be like me In this way, until the last moment of life, there are still loved ones around."

Old Man Thiel threw away the empty pill bottle, held his grandson's hand firmly, and gave him his final advice at the last moment of his life.

"Remember, my good boy, no matter how hard or painful it is for you-don't give up human emotions, don't indulge yourself into a monster!"

Tears poured out of his eyes, and Joan took the old man’s hand and choked with a promise.

"Grandpa, I will keep your instructions in mind. Even in the endless night, I will never give up my yearning for the light, and I will never forget who I am and where I come from."

The old man of Tyre gave a relaxed smile, closed his eyes, and took his grandson's hand, so he calmly stopped breathing and heartbeat.

...

Old Man Tell prepared the tomb and coffin for himself before he died.

In the early morning of the second day of his death, all town councillors, including Mayor Dingdall and the elder dwarf Flint, attended the funeral and laid a wreath on the old hero of Dring Township to express his deep condolences.

After the funeral, Joan sent away the guests and stood alone in front of Grandpa's tombstone, meditating for a long time.

Conti worried about his excessive sadness, so he came over and tried to chat with him to help him relieve his worries.

"Joan, what are you thinking?"

"Thinking about something very boring."

"Can you tell me something? Maybe I find it interesting." Kandy grinned reluctantly.

Joan looked back at her, and the girl's innocent and sweet smile made him suddenly have the urge to talk.

"Condy, during this time I have been in the army and participated in many battles. I have witnessed the demise of countless lives, including enemies, people, elderly officers, and young soldiers. These experiences have made me Confusion arises, not understanding why people live and die."

"It sounds philosophical, have you found the answer to your question?" Kandy asked with interest.

Joan shook his head gently.

"This question is too grand and too complicated. I haven't sorted out my thoughts yet, but the death of my grandfather made me suddenly realize a fact about life."

"Candy, do you know? "Life" and "death" are not two opposites with clear boundaries, but a whole without distinction."

"Everyone is born with two factors of "life" and "death" at the same time. When people are young, the life factor is far more than the death factor, and as the age increases, the death factor in the body also increases day by day. , The life factor is gradually decreasing."

"When the number of death factors in a person exceeds the life factors, we say that he is old..."

"From this perspective, in fact, we don't die until the moment we stop our heartbeat, but we die every minute and every second."

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