Quick Wear: Driving Gods in a Dark Fairy Tale

"Are you here to kill me and silence me?" Firga tried to guess why Baijun came to find him.

Bai Jun showed an expression that was even more puzzled than he was at the moment, "Silencing?"

He seemed to find it funny, and the coldness in his eyes faded away. "No, why should I kill you to silence you? Did I do something that required silencing you and you saw it?"

His tone was very light, "It's just a piece of bread, it shouldn't be that serious."

Filga nodded, "Not really."

He was not curious about the bodies of the drowned people floating in the river, and Baijun obviously did not want to discuss this with him.

So He changed the question, "Do you like bread very much?"

Bai Jun slowly curled his lips and nodded, "I like it."

"Why not?" he said, "I like sitting here and eating bread the most."

"Of course, I also enjoy watching some idiots destroy themselves here."

Filga was very sure that the fool who brought about his own destruction mentioned by Baijun must include him, because when he looked at him, there was always some undisguised malice in his eyes.

An extremely strong and lingering malice.

Filja ignored Baijun's ill will towards him and said, "Then your preference is really strange."

"I like lying in a pile of mushrooms, basking in the sun and drinking mushroom soup, and I also like sitting by the river and killing people and eating bread."

"Is it strange?" Bai Jun said, "It's enough that I like it."

——It’s enough that I like it.

Filga: “That’s true.”

"But you like to eat bread, but it seems that you only like the core of the bread, not the crust."

"Yes." Bai Jun admitted easily, and then asked: "Then do you want to guess why I don't like bread crust?"

Filga knew that Baijun knew that he could spy on his memory.

But He did not want to see Baijun's past, and since he did not eat bread crust, Baijun would not be picky about food, so He said, "I can't guess."

"It's very simple, because someone once insulted me, saying that if I could eat bread, I would only eat bread crusts, bread crumbs and other things that others dropped on the ground. At that time, I was a little... down and out, and I was probably bullied quite badly. I remember it very clearly."

“Then I didn’t like it anymore.”

Bai Jun spoke lightly, his expression seemed somewhat pleased, and the smile in his eyes was very sincere and pure.

Filga also indeed felt pleasure from him.

This made him even more puzzled. Why did these words make him feel happy?

The next second, Filga had the answer.

"But it doesn't matter. Living people should always be generous. How can we care about the dead?"

"It doesn't matter whether I am worthy of it or not, he is not worthy of it anyway."

……

When Baijun returned to the bedroom on the second floor, the bread inevitably brought back memories. Thinking of the words he had said earlier, he couldn't help laughing.

Being laughed at stupidly.

His mental state is indeed in danger, otherwise Bai Jun would never understand how those words were said.

It can be seen how terrible it is to let your brain be controlled by some garbage emotions.

But he had done so many stupid things before that it was hard to say which one was more stupid.

I can only give up and fix one thing at a time.

After all, people are fickle.

[I somehow feel like this bread might be a sad story. The fraudster is so pitiful. Woohoo.]

[Wake up, he is not pitiful, okay? What is pitiful is the large table of untouched food! ]

[It's confirmed. The trickster really doesn't like bread! He even mentioned physiological nausea. It was the same when he was in other fairy tale worlds and only had bread. He would rather starve than eat.]

[There is such a big table of food, but you don't eat it just because the staple food doesn't suit your taste? That's too hypocritical, it's fine to just eat the vegetables. ]

[It’s none of your business whether they eat or not? Haven’t you heard that people get physically sick when they hear the word bread? ]

[…You can listen to Baijun’s words or not. ]

[Listening to the conversation between the two of them, I always feel something is weird. I feel like this White Wizard seems to know a lot about the Trickster, but also seems to know very little about him.]

[I understand, but not completely. After all, Bai Jun is a fickle person. Who dares to say that they understand him? His lies are never the same.]

[You feel sorry for the white fungus and the fans, but I feel sorry for the little princess. It's really miserable to be deceived by two heartless liars.]

[Please fast forward to 100 years later. I want to see whether Filina died or the little princess survived. ]