The Divine Hunter

  Chapter 35 Brothers

  The horn trees in the yard began to fall leaves again, and the yellow-green leaves were flying all over the sky. A group of children chased the leaves to play and play, and the whole school was filled with cheers.

  Not far from the door of the classroom, Roy leaned against the mottled wall, looking at the half of the five-pointed star on the left sleeve in a daze, frowning and out of place with the surroundings.

   "Roy, I was in a bad mood yesterday, so I didn't stay after school." Vivien suddenly walked up to him with a pretty face apologizing, "When the afternoon class is over, I will help you review?"

  Roy nodded, his face still tight, and his mind was completely off her words.

   "By the way, Teacher Cardell asked you to find her on the second floor."

  ...

"How do you feel about staying in school for a while? Are you still used to getting along with other children? What do you think of the classroom environment? Are there any areas in particular that need improvement?" Cadell put his hands on the desk and looked at the opposite side. Roy in the chair, with encouragement in his eyes.

  The deep law pattern made her look more like an interrogation.

   "I think it's all pretty good." Roy answered truthfully, "Especially thanks to Teacher Vivien for her careful guidance. Without her, I couldn't improve so fast."

  "Vivien is a good teacher who is likable. No one in school doesn't love her. If it weren't for spending a lot of energy to take care of her parents, she would do better."

   "By the way, Teacher Cardell, I have a question," Roy paused, "Does Teacher Vivien have a brother?"

Cardell shook his head. "Vivien has no brothers or sisters. He only has a father who is drunk and a mother who is delirious. They can't work and both rely on her to support them. It is also for this reason that Vivien has never been married. ."

  Roy is more confused. That's not what Vivien told him yesterday.

   "I thought she had a brother, who treated me as that guy, so she cared for me."

Cardell shook his head with a serious face, "Roy, Vivien has been assisting me with school affairs ten years ago. I treat her as a daughter and understand everything about her. I confirm that she has no siblings. She cares about everything. A student. Because you just came to school, you paid more attention."

  Roy stopped asking, and seemed to accept the result.

  Kadell smiled and patted him on the head. Several adolescent boys in the school all had a good impression of the young and beautiful Vivien and fantasized that the beautiful teacher would treat him differently. She thinks Roy is one of them.

"By the way, Roy, you have a lot of potential. You will be smarter than the other 64 kids after studying other students for more than two months in half a month. Maybe in a few years, you will become the home of Cardell. Outstanding graduates, when the time comes, the teacher will personally draw a portrait for you, so that your honor will be preserved in the school forever and encourage latecomers."

  Cadell opened the drawer in front of the desk, took out several framed portraits and showed Roy to see. The lifelike oil paintings are all the faces of teenage boys and girls who are slightly green.

   And when Roy's gaze glanced over one of them, it suddenly solidified.

   "Helheim, graduated on December 20, 1259."

  It was the face of a young boy, thirteen or fourteen years old, with black hair and faint freckles between his nose. It looked plain and unremarkable, and it was easy for people to ignore his presence in a crowd. But there is an ugly scar with the length of the index finger under his right eye, which is impressive.

  Roy was sure he had seen him before, but couldn't remember where he was.

  "Where did the outstanding graduates go to work?"

Kadell looked very proud when he heard the words, "The teacher still has some energy in Aden. They are all craftable materials, but still need to be polished. So I recommended them to other cities, like Leiria and Livia. There are also Upper Posada, Lower Posada, and the capital Van Geborg. Most of his work is related to writing, and he has become a historical researcher, a scribe, a bookkeeper..."

  Roy put on a look of yearning, but in his heart he vaguely felt that Cadell was lying. The purpose of this school to train students does not seem so simple.

  ...

  After school, Vivien was explaining a few complicated vocabulary for Roy, and a bloated middle-aged man suddenly broke in.

  His face is full of flesh, his coat is dark brown, with wine stains and food residues, his hair is messy and lumpy, and he has a layer of greasy that has not been cleaned for many days, and he exudes a musty smell. The whole person is like a beggar.

He walked slowly in front of the two gods, looked suspiciously around Roy, then turned to the woman, spread his right hand at her, and said with a big tongue with an expression that should have been expected, "Vivien, Why didn't you go home yesterday? Give me money quickly... I want to drink!"

  Vivien quietly pulled Roy behind, blocking herself in front, her pretty face tightly and coldly said, "I have no money for you."

"Die girl, where did you spend the money? I don't know how to keep some filial fathers?" The middle-aged man frowned into a deep "Chuan" character, grinning with his jagged big yellow teeth, and said with a loud voice. She spat out in front of her, "You must take the money home tomorrow, or if you know it!" He threw a harsh word threateningly on his face before turning around and leaving.

   "Is he your father?" Roy looked at Vivien with a sullen face and asked carefully.

   "Yes, his name is Bob, my father." Vivien said quietly, "Isn't it terrible?"

  Roy hesitates, he is not easy to blame other people's elders. "This is the only way to be drunk."

"Don't worry, you can scold him, I don't mind. This guy has never been sober, never cared about anyone in the family... He started drinking as soon as he opened his eyes, and closed his eyes must be drunk." Vivien's pretty face It was all numb, with a touch of ridicule in the helpless tone.

  Whoever is the father of such a drunkard, he has suffered for eight lifetimes.

   "Bob has never performed the duties of a father. He doesn't even ask if his son is missing."

his son? Vivien's brother? The non-existent person who has been denied by Cardell.

  Roy looked at Vivien again, and his eyes became weird.

"Sister Vivien, what's going on? Tell me?" Roy further said in order to strengthen his persuasive power. "I used to stay with a master demon hunter for a while. The teacher is a demon hunter of the Viper School. He taught me how to deal with extraordinary troubles and difficulties. Maybe he can help you."

  "Are you serious?" The woman raised her eyebrows, her beautiful eyes questioning, "As far as I know, your eye color and shape are different from those of magic hunters."

  "Because I am still an apprentice and have not passed the trial of the grass...the body is no different from ordinary people." Roy told the other party about some experiences of following the demon hunter.

Vivien thought for a moment.

"Well, Roy, I believe you. Although it is not clear why a witcher apprentice should work in the herbal shop in the market, since you are willing to listen to me, you have experience in that area, so it’s okay to tell you. . At least you don’t think of me as a lunatic like ordinary people?"

"It's unbelievable. Even I don't know what that brother looks like, how old, and where he is?" Vivien smiled self-deprecatingly. The expression on Qiao's face was very complicated, and even I thought it was very difficult. absurd.

"When I first announced this fact to others, everyone around me thought I was crazy. Remember...I once had a brother."

"I tried to prove to the drunkard that he has a biological son, and show him the clothes of the extra boy at home! He scolded me for having an illegitimate child outside. As for my mother, he didn't understand me at all. .Later I realized that if I continue to promote it, probably everyone will think that I am possessed by the devil and set me up on the stake to purify me. Since then, I have kept this matter in my heart, only assuming everything is normal. So far, probably It's been two years, I haven't mentioned it to anyone again." Vivien fell into a brief silence.

   Roy's doubts became more serious, "Ms. Vivien, this is very strange, no one remembers him at all. Why are you so sure of having such a relative?"

"Because I have evidence... I just said that I found some boy's clothes from the house... If it wasn't all burned by the drunkard, you can show it." A trace of regret flashed in Vivien's beautiful eyes. Then he became firm, apparently convinced of this idea, "In addition, since I started working with Principal Cardell, I have a habit of writing a diary every half month or a month, and the record is impressive. It happened at school, at home, on the street. I recorded it for ten years."

"I will look up these diaries occasionally. I am very demanding of myself. I dream of one day that I can become a person respected and loved by everyone like Principal Cardell..., so I often use those records to correct me. So proper words and deeds."

   "Sister Vivien, in fact, you have done it. Everyone in the school likes you. And the parents of those children." Roy said sincerely. He felt that the woman in front of him was putting too much pressure on him.

   "It's still a long way away." Vivien shook her head, staring beautifully into the air, and said dreamily, "When I was reading the diary the year before, I found some strange records—"

   Vivien's voice suddenly increased, "In addition to me, that drunkard, and my poor mother, there is a fourth person in the house!"

  Roy shrank his neck, feeling like listening to a ghost story.

Vivien took off the silver necklace from his chest, squeezed it gently, opened the square pendant, and took out the crumpled piece of paper folded into a small piece of paper, opened it and laid it flat, about the size of a palm, with a rough and rudimentary one on it. The lines depict two people, one tall and one short, holding hands. On the left is a tall woman, and on the right is a boy with a lovely blush on her cheeks.

  The two people have bright smiles and are affectionate. They are obviously a pair of siblings.

"Later I found a bunch of boy’s clothes at home. The size was obviously much smaller than that of the drunkard. In addition to this inexplicably more painting in the pendant, I’m sure that I originally had a younger brother. I just don’t know the reason, I really can’t remember.” Vivien’s pretty face showed a puzzled and frantic expression, before continuing after a while.

   "When I helped you out in the slum area that day, this feeling was especially strong. I know that there must be many similarities between you and him."

   "Although I don't know what he looks like, my feelings tell me that he does exist."

  This can explain, the first time we met, Vivien had a surprisingly good attitude towards Roy.

  But Roy always felt something was wrong, so he decided to follow the other party's words first and get a feel for it.

   "Sister Vivien, take the liberty to ask, can you show me that part of the diary?"

"You are willing to read it, of course, there is no problem. There are words you don't know, and I can explain it to you," Vivien said with a tight face, cautiously, "but don't publicize the contents until there is no definite evidence. This It’s for your own good, understand?"

  (End of this chapter)