People in Mond, arrogant sun, not hated

There is naturally sadness in my heart.

Even if you want to say goodbye with a smile, this sad mood still can't retreat quickly after the end.

Falja returned to the office, and in a rare way, he began to personally handle all the official duties of Mond that should have been handed over to Qin.

Only by temporarily immersing yourself in work to stabilize your heart can you not make yourself feel more sad when you think about it.

but......

I don't know why, the more I concentrate, the more I miss it, and I can't work wholeheartedly.

The pen still fell down.

Falja sighed deeply.

Sure enough, I still can't let go of it for a while.

He opened the cabinet under the desk, picked up a bottle of expensive wine that he was reluctant to drink on weekdays, scratched his head and walked outside.

I still went to find him, and the two of them finally had a drink together.

After entrusting the work to Qin, Falja walked out of the gate and walked towards the church alone.

A little bit of drizzle started to fall in the sky, but it couldn't extinguish the fire in the man's heart.

But in that cemetery, it was not as peaceful as he thought.

"This dead brat!!!"

"I tell you to go away, can't you hear me?!"

"You dare to make trouble here!!!"

There was the sound of something beating flesh.

Falja frowned, burst out at a speed far beyond ordinary people in an instant, and said in a calm and cold voice.

"What are you doing?"

Hearing his captain's familiar voice, the knights who were punching and kicking around something stopped instantly and turned around in embarrassment.

A young man who had recently joined the Order hurried to defend Falja before he could speak.

"Captain, no...it was this brat who provoked the Knights first, look at that—"

"It's all because this kid is determined to leave, and it's his fault first."

"Get out of the way first!"

Under the imposing order, several people hurriedly moved out of the way.

And in front of the tomb, a small figure appeared.

The original dandelion wine has been opened and half drunk, and the cold Miwowo is roughly chewed, only the Cecilia flower is still intact in front of the grave.

The sacrificial objects were stolen and eaten.

Falja quickly understood what the young knight was trying to convey.

But he still frowned, and glanced fiercely like a wolf at the man who hit the hardest just now.

"Inspector Chief Ilok, let alone young people who are ignorant, don't you understand the rules?"

Although he always smiled like a bold uncle on weekdays, at this moment, the North Wind Knight, who was the ceiling of Mond's combat power, finally showed a terrifying aura.

Just the verbal warning made those knights take a few steps back.

The boy's back showed purple to black skin under the broken clothes, and blood had even spattered in some places.

And it was even more so in front of Falja's extraordinary observation ability. Under the beating they had no suppression power at all, even the bones and internal organs were slightly injured.

"Leaving aside your motives, what you are doing now...are you planning to kill an underage child in front of the tomb of the hero who died saving the child?"

When he said these words, there seemed to be a fierce wolf roaring behind him.

Under that terrifying momentum.

A young man finally couldn't bear it and fell to the ground, yelling in grievance and collapse.

"Then...then we can't help it, who told this brat to stay alive! Even beating him is like hitting a log, so we unconsciously——"

And the Inspector General Ilok directly gave a perfect explanation.

"Captain Falja, we admit that we may have done a little bit, but this kid is at fault first, this is a knight's cemetery, it's not good to steal food and come here, who is the dead... ...Your friend, the head of the group, will definitely be angry if he knows in heaven."

Falja snorted coldly, ignoring the guy who was suspected of being an insider in the undercover investigation.

Mr. Cripps' mishandling of the incident a few years ago led to Diluc's departure and he has not yet settled the matter.

"Since you have consciously acted that is not in line with the chivalrous demeanor, you will all go to the Knights to consciously receive punishment later! No objection!"

Several people looked at each other, nodded quickly and escaped from this terrible situation, like a rabbit scared by a wolf.

And after scaring them all away.

Falja finally turned his attention to the child who was the protagonist of the incident.

About twelve or thirteen years old, with a relatively tender face, maybe a year or two older.

Has pure black hair that doesn't look like a Mond, is it from Liyue?

What a strange kid.

Falja thought in his heart for the first time.

It was obvious that there was such a big commotion just now, but whether it was the people who kept beating him, or Falja who suddenly appeared to protect him, he didn't look back at all.

As if what happened had nothing to do with him.

He just kept stuffing food into his mouth, as if he would starve to death if he didn't eat, and for some reason no light could be seen in those beautiful purple pupils.

And looking at the messy tomb that has been ruined except for the flowers.

Falja touched the wine in his pocket with his hand, then scratched his head helplessly, with complicated emotions in his eyes.

"Anyway..."

He carefully picked up the bruised child, and showed a bold smile in the empty eyes of the other party who were still not surprised.

"Since it was my subordinate's dereliction of duty, then I shall bear the responsibility. In short, the injury must be dealt with first."

"I'm Falga, Grand Master of the West Wind Knights, please give me your advice."

Chapter 72: Stray dogs always look for warm tree holes in rainy days

"Hey, young man, where are you from? Judging by your appearance, you should be from Liyue, right?"

"do not know."

"Young man, what's your name?"

"........."

"Don't want to mention it? How old are you this year?"

"I don't know how to count."

"Ah~~ what the hell..."

While applying Gogouguo's secret prescription on the opponent's back, Falja rolled his eyes silently behind his back.

What is going on with this kid? ! !

I always feel a little inexplicably difficult to communicate.

but.........

"Speaking of the boy, why are you so busy eating instead of dodging attacks? Will it not hurt?"

After being beaten to that extent, even an adult would roll around like a wild boar.

The boy took out the already cold half of Miwowo from his pocket, took another bite carefully and said.

"...will hurt, but not die; if there is nothing to eat, you will die."

The man was silent for a while, and applied ointment to the boy's scarred body with gentle movements that did not match his appearance, and sighed helplessly for some reason.

"Hey~~ Anyway, I have to find a way to call you... Do you know the last names of your family members?"

Hearing this question, the boy fell silent like a dead machine.

After a while, he opened his mouth slowly.

"Lin...no, You Lin."

"You Lin? It's really strange to read it. Is this your mother's or your father's surname?"

"Father."

"What about mother's?"

"No."

What do you mean no? !

Hearing this logically confusing answer, the man rubbed his temples, narrowed his eyes and thought for a while before speaking.

"That's it, then... Let me choose a name for you, let me think about it... Take a few words from the names of people I know around, Al... .And [him]... How about calling him Elmes? It's a good name!"

The man laughed out of nowhere, stretched out his rough palm and rubbed his head vigorously.

"Ermes... a new code name..."

The purple pupils looked at this man who didn't know why he was so happy.

He tilted his head and asked suspiciously.

Asked a question that had puzzled me from the very beginning.

"Falja, why are you helping me?"

"what?"

Falja's movements stopped.

And the boy named Elmes spoke again.

"They're all angry, but you... why aren't you angry, since I ate this."

He picked up the already dry Miwowo, some doubts were rarely seen in his empty eyes.

If you look at this from a subjective perspective, most people will be outraged.

It was indeed the child who was at fault.

"Ah...this...I think..."

Falja scratched his hair with a look of trouble, stroked his mustache with his hands, hesitated, and still spoke his mind.

"Actually, when I saw it for the first time, I was also very angry."

Falja touched his dirty head and said with a gentle smile.

Sacrifice offered to heroes would be stolen and eaten.

It has reached this level, of course he will be angry.

"Ugh......"

He sighed, as if he could feel the complicated state of mind from it.

"But... when I see your eyes, I feel that anger is meaningless."

There was some heartache in Falja's ice blue eyes.

Those empty purple eyes are as dark as night, without any brilliance despite being so beautiful, like a gem installed on a doll.

There is no respect, no shame, not even recognition of the behavior.

There is nothing but the desire to survive like a drowning man grabbing a straw, or more like a log floating on the water due to buoyancy.

Compared with a human being who has lived for more than ten years, it is more like a newly born beast.

There was a sense of contradictory weirdness all over his body.

"Ermes, why did you steal the offerings here?"