Go through the game world as a passerby

When Xia Ke woke up, Al immediately found that he approached happily, with bloodstains that had already dried up and mottled on his face.He held Xia Ke's hand and kissed and kissed cherishingly, as if there were countless words to say, but in the end he didn't say it, he just pressed against his forehead, feeling lingering fear.

Afterwards, everyone who heard the movement came up. Yesterday Shake's sudden vomiting of blood really scared Al, and he didn't care that he was still wanted, so he rushed to Feldburg with Shake in his arms.Fortunately, on the way, I met Boo and Bobby who smelled bad.The two smart dogs immediately chased after them, and after running for a while, they found that the owner seemed to be in trouble, so they immediately turned around and rushed back to find him, and then Uncle Henry came after him on his palm.

He took the anxious Al to find Mrs. Cole, and now, almost everyone he knew was here.Shake was a little embarrassed to make so many people worry.But he was actually fine, as Mrs. Cole said, neither injured nor poisoned, nor sick.It was just a malicious joke of fate, letting him know the truth but refusing him to reveal it at all.

What was he trying to say?

"But someone is going to kill Feng, then frame you, and force the elders to issue a killing order, and then you will be hunted down by the whole world." This is the only thing he knows, can't it be said?Can't say "kill Feng"?Or "set you up"?Or "lore order"?

Xia Ke had no idea, and didn't want to make Al worry more, so he kept silent.But he was not reconciled, and he immediately got up after taking Arzhi away. If he couldn't speak, what about writing?

"Clifton killed Feng and framed Al." After successfully writing this sentence on the paper, he was pleasantly surprised for a moment, but soon, a more uneasy feeling came over him, so he crossed it out

"The elder of the Magic Guild kills..." His hand trembled violently, and a force he couldn't resist controlled his hand, forcefully scratching the line of small words.Xia Ke obediently accepted this power, he laughed a little madly

"So it was like this, so it was like this." When the power disappeared, he picked up his pen again

"Alberta killed..." The paper shattered into pieces in front of him, and the sweet smell filled his mouth and throat, but he was not afraid at all, instead he was ecstatic

"So it was him! So it was him!"

Footsteps came from behind, Xia Ke covered his mouth to stop his coughing, but he still couldn't help coughing lightly, red blood leaked from his fingers, he heard the sound of pushing the door, raised his head in panic .

"Shark?" Mrs. Cole exclaimed, but Shake breathed a sigh of relief. He fell back on the chair, trembling all over.But soon a towel appeared in his hand, and he quickly wiped away the blood on his face and hands.

"Are you going to die?" Mrs. Cole cursed angrily, but closed the door for him to hide

"What happened?" But Shake was so weak that he was struggling to breathe, so Mrs. Cole could only be puzzled, and quickly poured him the medicine.

"Child!" Mrs. Cole sat beside him, her kind eyes were full of worry

"I heard Mr. Kirkland talk about the cause and effect, maybe my guess is wrong, just listen to it." She turned around, as if she was just talking to herself

"In the race chaos thousands of years ago, some people in the human race awakened the talent of prophecy. They could predict the future and inform their companions to avoid disasters. So my child," Mrs. Cole asked softly after hesitating for a moment

"Have you awakened the talent of prophecy?" She waved her hand to indicate that Xia Ke didn't need to answer

"Maybe, maybe it's just similar, but Shake, predicting the future is an ability that even gods shouldn't have. Why is there no legend of a prophet now? Because changing the future requires the price of life." She stood up, go to the door

"Is it really worth it to trade your life for your life?"

Mrs. Cole left, and Xia Ke sat quietly for a long time. He never thought about whether it was worth it or not. He just wanted to do it, so he did it. Even if he paid the price, he was willing.

He cleaned up the blood around him, pretended nothing happened, and lay back on the bed.But Al had already guessed a lot, so at night when there were only two of them left, he and Shake lay face to face, eyes to eyes, and his hands wrapped around Shake's waist, wanting to have a good talk with him talk

"Maybe you already know," Al said with deliberation

"I am a half-devil."

"Yeah." Al's tone was a bit serious, Xia Ke wanted to ease the atmosphere, so he reached out to touch Al's forehead and joked

"I heard that a half-devil will grow a pair of demonic horns on their foreheads, but because of insufficient demonic energy, they are only a pair of small ones that won't grow up. What about yours?"

"Cut."

"!" Xia Ke sat up in shock, his eyes widened and he couldn't imagine who did such a cruel thing?How much pain Al had to endure at that time.

"When I was just born, my mother cut off the horn with her own hands." Al looked at Shake with a funny face, pulled him to lie down again

"It doesn't hurt, I was young at that time."

"How can it be the same? I don't know the pain, I don't remember the pain, it doesn't mean it doesn't hurt." But Xia Ke only dared to say in his heart that this was Al's scar in the first place, and he shouldn't open it at will.

"Really." The pain should be okay, but it's easy to die, but his mother would rather he die without knowing it than to suffer the pain of being excluded by the world when he grows up, especially because his identity is so special. It is impossible for the guild to let anyone go.This is what I found out after reading the diary left by his mother.

"The founder of the Magic League was my grandfather, and my mother Yolanda was the second leader. There was a fierce battle between the Magic Guild and the Magic League, and the Magic League was defeated. My mother was defeated in the battle cliff, met my father..." He bit by bit opened the wounds in his whole life

"I was born later. Unfortunately, the blood of the half-devil was too strong. I couldn't have the appearance of a normal human as my mother expected, so this was the only way at that time." He was also a little lost. When Shake leaned forward Kissing his forehead, as if kissing his past pain.

"My mother hates the Magic Guild and loves my father deeply. She is reluctant to deceive my father, but there are countless half-devils waiting for her outside. She feels like a traitor. Not letting go of hatred. So I was depressed all day long, and finally passed away when I was seven years old." In that year, he not only lost his mother, but also lost his father.His father couldn't bear the pain of losing his wife, and he didn't want to see a child who looked exactly like his wife, so he left the young Al and ran away from home.

From heaven to hell, this is the truest feeling of a child who lost the protection of his family.

"One year later, the mercenaries sent back my father's body..." Shake covered Al's mouth, he didn't want to dig Al's wound, just listening to it, he felt the pain, the pain penetrated to the bone marrow.

Al stopped talking, he looked into Xia Ke's eyes, and saw tears, tears of pity and distress, like a spring full of compassion, appearing so precious in front of the desert traveler.He carefully kissed off the treasure, as if he had taken a good medicine to heal his soul.

"Shake, since I was seven years old, I have been alone," one person left his hometown and went to a strange capital without any support, learning magic knowledge hard and alone.Isolated, squeezed out, ignored, bullied... Walking alone in the deserted wilderness, going down to the grave alone to face the undead evil spirits, and enjoying the joy of victory alone

"Until I met you." He cherished and kissed Xia Ke's unstoppable tears drop by drop, kissing his forehead, eyebrows, nose tip, and lips

"Shake, I don't want to be alone anymore."

Xia Ke couldn't control his tears. In the past, he seldom cried. No one cared about his tears, nor did he care about the people who would cry for him.Like Al, he is always alone, so he looks kind but indifferent, he is always alone, so he hugs tightly when he gets a little warmth.

He and him, different worlds, different experiences, are equally miserable and lonely.They were all broken souls, but fortunately they met, fortunately they hugged each other tightly, and they were no longer alone, and their souls were complete from then on.

"No! You will never be alone again!" he promised in a low voice

"I want to be with you all the time, let's take risks together, watch mountains and seas together, if, if one day..."

"Don't say it!" Al leaned over to kiss him, pleading sadly

"Please, don't say it." Gray eyes filled with fear

"If you predict my fate line, don't tell me." He buried his head into Shako's neck, trying to feel the throbbing of his arteries

"I accept fate, Shark, but I cannot accept losing you."

Shake shook his head desperately, then fell silent under Al's begging eyes, he held Al's face in his arms, and pressed his forehead against his, letting the tears wet their cheeks

"Okay." He heard his own voice

"I will not say."

"But Al, you live and you die, and you die and you die."

"I do what I say."