Rebirth Lives Up to the Stars

He seemed to feel something, he hooked my shoulder with his outstretched arms, and leaned towards me: "What's the matter? Are you in a bad mood?"

I took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "Ryan, you just came back, let's... go see Alva."

The air in the room froze for a moment, I lowered my eyes slightly, and let out a long breath.

I don't want to be kept in the dark, and I don't want to know if there are any misunderstandings in it, so I can only spread all these things out, and then communicate with Ryan frankly and openly.

The most rare thing in the world is the word trust.

Now, I want to deliver my trust, but I don't know...how it will end.

"Alva?" Ryan's voice came, a little confused, and I looked up to see his handsome brows knit together, looking unhappy.

"En." I nodded slowly.

"This guy...how did he come here...Okay, then let's go and meet him."

Ryan's voice was hoarse and dull, and most of the joyful expression just now had disappeared.Seeing his appearance, I couldn't help but feel helpless in my heart, and suddenly lost my mind.

When I heard the sound and came back to my senses, I found that Ryan had put his hands on my shoulders back and was untying the tether of the dusty cloak on his body.

"Don't put the cloak here." I frowned, stepped forward and grabbed his arm, and led him out of the pharmacy: "Dust will stain the pharmacy."

There were some slight titters from around, and I saw a faint smile on the corner of Ryan's mouth, and suddenly realized that I seemed to be too aggressive with him just now.

Just when I was about to say something to make amends, I found that he looked at me with moist and bright eyes, and said, "I know, I won't do it next time."

The unspoken words stuck in my throat like this, which made me a little depressed and ashamed.

I don't know if it's because of his attitude, or because of my previous suspicion of him.

Ignoring the teasing eyes of the people around me, I stretched out my hand to straighten his rolled up collar: "Let's go."

"kindness."

It was time for dinner, and the street was bustling with people. I took Ryan to choose a secluded path and walked towards Alva's temporary house.

"This guy, why did he come to us by himself?" Ryan's voice sounded, and there was a little doubt in his words: "I still wanted to find him, but he came to our door by himself-couldn't he have laid down on us? Is it poisonous?"

"...I don't know." I answered Ryan absently and then closed my mouth. During the journey, we didn't talk again. His face looked very tired, but he was still thinking about something. .

Soon, we arrived at the rental housing area in the city, and the road under our feet turned into a dark brown dirt road. I saw the rows of low houses in front of me getting closer, and my heart became more and more disturbed.

But... I know clearly that I don't regret it.

Knocking on the closed door, Alva's bright smiling face appeared in front of his eyes. He looked at Ryan in great surprise, and kept saying, "It's you! Earl Bernard! Great, you are still alive and well!" Damn!"

Ryan glanced at me in surprise, then nodded at Alva.

"I heard from Ke Luo that you have come to the Eastern Continent, so we came here to see you." Ryan had a decent smile on his face, and greeted Alva softly.

We were welcomed into the house by Alva and sat down, and he began to ramble on about the day in the forest, the house where Ryan and I lived was struck by lightning and wiped out.

When he heard "Thunderbolt", Ryan seemed a little embarrassed. He raised his hand and touched his nose, and said, "Kelo and I were both drunk and groggy, so when we sensed the danger, He ran away in a hurry."

"It's a good thing you escaped..." Alva's fingers crossed, expressing such emotion.

Ryan smiled: "Speaking of this, I think you are lucky. At that time, you avoided going home because you hated the smell of wine, and you just avoided that time... um, 'thunder strike'."

Alva laughed loudly, and then nodded: "I still like the taste of ordinary wine, but the wine you drank that day was a bit pungent, and my five senses are naturally more sensitive, so I can't bear it."

Hearing what Alva said, my heart skipped a beat and I said, "Do you think the wine that day...was a bit pungent?"

Could it be... was there really something wrong with the wine that day?

But... I didn't taste anything wrong with that wine at the time, not only that, but the healing elements in my body didn't react either...

what is the problem?

Later, I was immersed in my own thoughts, and I didn't come back to my senses until I heard that Ryan agreed to Alva's request to join the mercenary group.

"You want to join the mercenary group?" I was a little stunned, because Alva is an ordinary person, without magical ability or grudge, generally speaking, such people would not choose to join the mercenary group.

——After all, the missions of the mercenary group are more dangerous.

"Yes, I have good physical fitness and keen five senses, so I can help you guys and do chores." Alva smiled bitterly: "I won't hide it from you... Now that the Western Continent has become a common practice, I really can't stay. go down."

Ryan raised his hand and patted Alva's shoulder as a comfort.

After staying for a while, Ryan and I said goodbye.

When we went out, the sky was already dark. Fortunately, there were bright and dim lights on the side of the street to illuminate the road ahead, so that Ryan and I would not go forward in the dark.

A gust of wind blew by, carrying the coldness of the night, through the clothes, bringing a trace of coolness, which seemed to make me more awake.

"Ryan."

I whispered Ryan's name: "Will you go somewhere with me again?"

"You have a lot of places you want to go today. Where are you going? Udulla Tavern?" Ryan reached out and held my wrist: "Go now?"

"No." I stopped, then turned to look at him sideways: "I want to go with you to the place where Biden lives and see someone."

As soon as the voice fell, I only felt the strength on my wrist loosen instantly.

I took my hand out of his, and then looked at him fixedly: "Are you going?"

Ryan's eyes were full of unknown emotions, and he slightly parted his lips: "Who do you want to see?"

"I want to see Chelsea who is not dead yet." I smiled lightly.

Ryan was startled, then frowned, as if he wanted to say something.

I ignored him, but said to myself, "I've been making all kinds of assumptions just now."

He calmed down, looked at me intently with his amber eyes, and let the wind blow his robe away.

"The first hypothesis, assuming that what you said is true, Alva accepted Chelsea's order, so he poisoned us. Then, from the moment Alva appeared...all of this has been overturned."

As I spoke slowly, the complicated and messy clues in my mind began to form a faint thread.

"The second assumption is that what Alva said is true. We were poisoned because we drank the poisonous wine brought by Chelsea that day. Then, Alva was persuaded by Biden to go to another place without knowing why. Settle down, and Biden was instructed by Chelsea...then, the culprit is Chelsea."

"Biden he—" Ryan opened his mouth and spit out a few words.

I waited for a while, and saw that his brows were tightly frowned, but he was still looking forward and backward, and my heart was a little cold, so I continued: "Unfortunately... I know, Biden has always been your right-hand man. And... I think you are now It is also clear that I have already found Chelsea imprisoned by him at Biden's home, so... this assumption is not valid."

"So, I have a third hypothesis. Suppose..."

"Kroll." Ryan interrupted me, his face was solemn, and there was a faint look of pain.

"Yes." Ryan lowered his head slightly, his body was tense, and his hands were clenched into fists on both sides of his legs. He didn't want to look at me, but he admitted: "Chelsea, I was imprisoned."

"I was also the one who asked Biden to go to Alva and blame Chelsea."

"I didn't want you to know this..." Ryan said with a wry smile, "I didn't expect Alva to come here."

When I got the expected answer, I couldn't tell whether it was easy or heavy. I was still full of doubts, and I still couldn't figure out why all this happened.

"Why did you do that?" I exhaled lightly, trying to keep my voice steady.

"In the mercenary group, I have always been in charge of the management of the mercenaries, while Chelsea is in charge of finances."

"At first, I was very relieved. After all, the Chelsea family was the partner chosen by my father. However, I later found out that he would deliberately create a murder case and buy a lot of cheap land... I really can't accept it..."

"So, I want to cleanse the mercenary group."

"Most of the people in the mercenary group signed a contract with me. Only you, who was favored by Chelsea, signed a contract with him. You should know that a mercenary contract will allow you to be influenced by the contractor to a certain extent. limits."

"Kroll, you are... very important to me. So, before cleaning up the mercenary group, I want to terminate your contract with the mercenary group."

"...are you the one who poisoned me?" Listening to Ryan's narration, I felt it was too absurd: "Why didn't you tell me clearly that you want me to terminate the contract... Also, are you trying to gain trust? For me, deliberately let myself be poisoned?"

"Poisoning... I'm at fault for this, but... I also find it very strange about this." Ryan said eagerly: "That day... when you were busy peeling pumpkins, I was in Berkbean There is a secret medicine to sever the contract, but this secret medicine will definitely not cause stagnation of elements in the body."

"I was also in a panic at the time, so I wanted to keep you in a safe place..."

"I didn't expect that Chelsea would go to Caesar to buy land by accident...nor did I expect...that it would make you suffer..."