All the Handsome Deep Well Ice Like Me [Western Fantasy]

The morning light of early dawn poured on the emerald green and wide leaves, and the edges of the leaves were plated with a layer of golden light. And this huge blocked forest is as quiet as this platinum light. Except for the sound of birds flapping their wings and wind blowing leaves, even the footsteps of beasts can't be heard clearly.

And in this quiet forest city. The sound of our two footsteps seemed so abrupt and rough.

Unlike beasts with soft cushions and dexterous bodies. As humans, we simply cannot move lightly in this bushy forest. Big steps and heavy steps. Each step is accompanied by a loud noise of a bunch of flowers, plants, dead leaves, broken branches being trampled off.

"...Hello. Adam."

The corners of my mouth twitched. While advancing hard, he asked the unscrupulous priest beside him, "Are you sure there really won't be any lions and tigers running over because of our voice."

"No." Should the face decide everything? Obviously doing the same actions as me, Adam appeared so graceful in every move because of the handsome and glowing face of the dead man, "I have always kept the soundproof barrier open. Don't worry."

"…Ok."

I mumbled. Although Adam is as unreliable as Arnold, but now there is no other way besides trusting him.

Can't afford to hurt after all.

Now the wild animals in this natural forest are "rare", "extra rare" and "extremely rare" at every turn. Essian caught a fish on the Byron Mountains, grilled it and ate it, and was sentenced to breaking the law. Maybe I injured Jin Gui's body and lost my fortune.

"Human lives are really worthless these years." I sighed sadly. Thinking of the foreign debts I was currently carrying, I couldn't help but want to die on the spot in this quiet forest.

"The time when it was really'not worth money' was during the Hundred Years' War. Only then was it called the real'not as good as the ants'."

The handsome priest said so without ups and downs. Elegantly and slightly damn, holding his long pendulum, walking in large steps among the dense bushes, "War is an act of contempt for all life. You who have not experienced war still have the face to lament this."

"It's like you've experienced it." Although Adam was telling the truth. But I still subconsciously said, "And you are acting like a sissy."

Adam did not speak. It just twitched the corner of his mouth coldly, comparing it to a standard orchid finger.

For a moment, my expression was as uncomfortable as if I had been constipated for three weeks.

"I imagined it. If it were Ashleyn and Arnold, it would be surprisingly good. Arthur is very subtle. You and Ace are a complete hell." I said with a dark face, "You can't wear women's clothing these days. Neither of the heroes are good heroes. You and Ace have completely lost at the starting line."

"Don't talk to yourself, put me in your'Strategic Opposition'. Gardrich." A hint of sarcasm flashed through the inorganic blue eyes. Adam didn't look at me, just said, "And I don't want you to get involved with Ace."

I was stunned, "Ace? Why?"

"Let's put it this way."

The platinum-colored light was mottled by the layered leaves, casting a vague shadow of the tree, enveloping the blond priest.

And Adam who said that still didn't look at me. Just said in a normal tone without ups and downs, "Ace. I have experienced war firsthand."

"…Hey?"

"It's not the current petty fights. That is the real war. It's so miserable that I don't want to describe it."

"And people who have experienced this kind of war will inevitably have some problems in their hearts. The brain is basically sick." A certain priest continued without any shame, "Ace is the kind of severe mental illness that blew up the hospital and escaped. You still don't want to be with you. It's better for him to have a relationship."

"..." I looked at Adam speechlessly. There was a long silence before speaking, "Such words. Do you dare to say it in front of Ace."

"Don't dare." A certain priest has a stern face and clear speech. "Never provoke a man with a twisted heart and a small belly. It will be very troublesome. Especially when this man is particularly strong, it will be even more troublesome."

I deeply feel your dislike for Ace. And I heard the long-lost poisonous tongue, a little nostalgic.

"And Gardeli cuts that you are the kind of person who has little courage and abilities, but sometimes has a sudden heart attack."

My expression darkened for a moment, and the corners of my mouth twitched violently. The holy and unwavering voice was harsh in my ears, "Never mind others. You must not have sympathy for Ace."

"Got it!" I interrupted with a look of resentment, "I still know how many kilograms I have. And I want to participate in Ace's affairs, but I can't participate."

Faced with my vowed rhetoric. The unscrupulous priest did not reply.

Just sneered as if seeing through everything.

…

After continuing to walk a long distance with difficulty. Adam and I finally saw the traces of human life-a wooden house.

The priest, who had almost spent his entire life's exercise, sat on the ground without saying a word. Leaning on a big tree planted in front of the wooden house. There were a few apples under her green leaves, which seemed to be a fruit tree.

The forest behind the city of Saint Enluth is not an ordinary forest. The roots of the trees here have been fused with the magic core mine underneath for a long time, forming a dense network, sharing water and energy. So the trees here are always green and dense no matter what season. Thanks to this, this fruit tree that has not been taken care of for decades has survived.

It even bears fruit.

I withdrew my sight of looking at the fruit tree and looked at Adam. He leaned against the fruit tree on one leg and waved at me lazily, "I'm outside. Go in by yourself."

"...Why don't you go in too." After all, I pulled him out. Out of good intentions I still reminded, "There should be chairs inside to sit on for a while."

"No." To my rare benevolent, blond priest, he refused it altogether. "Forty years have passed, it's all grayed out."

"..."

Be lazy to die for you. You bastard.

I turned my head blankly. Go straight to the door of the wooden house.

Don't talk about it inside. After more than forty years, this simple wooden house itself has been dilapidated. It hasn't fallen down completely because the builder's structure is good, and the most important heavy part is protected by a magical device. This look is from the handwriting of Herron Oz.

An ordinary wooden house with no features. The standard ones are the same as the illustrations in the textbooks. Worthy of being Arnold's adoptive father, a straight man with the same aesthetic.

"excuse me."

I whispered to the door. After such a long time, the gap between the wooden planks that make up the gate has become larger. It seems that there is no defensive ability at all.

Holds a sigh of breath. I held the handle without any patterns and pulled it away forcefully. A scent of dust and woody mildew rushed over his face.

…Not good smelling.

But unexpectedly. The door is not locked at all.

But you don't need to think about it. The entire wooden house is in the inner layer of the forest, shrouded in barriers. The only way in was also sealed with an enchantment. If there is no address on the letter, you can't even find the entrance.

Enchantment is not worth mentioning in the face of my magician's hedging physique. It's just a matter of raising your hand. The road in the enchantment is a little more troublesome.

Forty years ago, Heron Oz didn't carefully build the road and pave the ground bricks and stones. He just pulled up the bushes and weeds. And these gadgets have long re-grown in this business-rich and energy-rich woods in the space of forty years.

It's really painful for me to walk.

At first, I was worried that Adam would be upset, after all, today I was talking about pulling him out. Originally, I wanted to go to Hadremer today, but he was not there.

And his room in the hotel has not yet returned. There is no record of living elsewhere.

I don't know it was accidental. Still deliberately.

But precious time cannot be wasted. Since I can't go to Hadremo, I will go to the woods to find Heron Oz's cabin.

Of course I will not be bold enough to go alone. Even if you can't bring Arnold.

There is only one candidate for selection. Originally, I was ready to let Adam go with me even if Sapo was rolling. But unexpectedly, he agreed very directly.

No complaints along the way. Just complaining to each other with me.

Although the salted fish is paralyzed outside now.

I left the door wide open for a while, and then went in until the smell was not so strong. The area of ​​the dilapidated wooden house is very small, so it's clear at a glance. And the furniture is only the simple and most basic bed, table, chair and bookcase.

And all this was cleaned up. It seems that Arnold left very cautiously 40 years ago.

The double beds on the upper and lower floors are neatly placed with two folded futons. The sheets were struck meticulously. And the cleaned tableware is concentrated in the middle of the wooden table. The bowl and the bowl are stacked together, and the cup and cup are stacked together. Knives, forks and spoons are placed in the cup with the place facing outward.

As for the books on the shelf. It is also divided into different categories from small to large.

It can be seen that Arnold cleaned very carefully when he left. The whole room is clean and tidy. Although it was covered by heavy dust and cobwebs because of the long time. The original wooden products are inevitably decayed.

…Find Herron Oz’s notes first.

I sighed melanly. Stepping on the creaking wooden floor, walked to the side of the bookshelf. I carefully read the titles of the books one by one, and finally jumped out of the pile of books, "Love, Fire and Poems".

Then open it.

Sure enough, as written in the letter. Inside are all Heron Oz's notes. It's just taking off the covers of other books and putting them on. The hiding method is compared with the traditional one.

And Heron Oz, are you actually dissatisfied with Rozroltun? What actually tore was the book cover of the legendary masterpiece of his best friend.

"did you find it-"

Adam's specially elongated voice came from outside. I turned my head and shouted to the outside, "Found it! Just in case, let me take a look here!"

"You are also worried that someone will jump out and grab it like a movie." Adam snorted, "Hurry up. I'm hungry."

The corner of my mouth twitched. I quickly opened the note and looked at the ten lines, "Got it!"

"Well. Go back and invite me to dinner."

"... Wouldn't your conscience hurt by doing this."

"Will not."

Although so back. But Adam remained silent.

And I also read the notes as quickly as possible. As the content gets more and more backward, my expression becomes heavier.

So many years have passed. I finally found it.

The reason why Heron Oz died in an underground facility.

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Vicious tongue, spit out, dare not. All in one go. The priest named Adam is a shameless hero. (X)

Everyone's plot is progressing slowly, including Ace's.

ps. Adam is really a mentor to man.