sinovels Chapter 88 The Unexperienced Story
Chapter 88 The Unexperienced Story
"It's almost time to go back and receive the results." Ron said something related to the future of the entire demon race in a tone that seemed to be saying "we will eat curry tonight".
"At least pay attention to it a little bit. If it's so easy, it will make people think that we can succeed without any effort. I'm sorry for the days and nights you have racked your brains to break the game." Brent sat lazily with a glass of red wine. On the desk, looking at Ron who was stretching.
"The so-called enjoyment of success...isn't it just a brief account of one's own struggle history? It seems unpredictable, but in fact it is just a kind of harmless joke for those who have experienced it."
"Don't say that all successful people are so miserable, although most of them are like this, but that's because those who have gone through it don't feel that the past suffering is still suffering."
"Probably." Ron walked to the window and looked at the tall building that only took half a month to rise. He couldn't help but feel a little emotional. "I tried my best to make this building less obtrusive, but it's still..."
"Is it abrupt? Probably new things are abrupt." Ron held a crystal glass full of dark red wine liquid in his hand, brought the wine glass to his eyes, and looked at the seven-story building through the dark red wine. The building appeared upside down before Brent's eyes, and the whole building and everything around him were dyed a bright wine red.It stood alone in an open space not far from the main city. It was the land that Ron took him to before, and the velvet weed on it was kept in captivity next to it. It was a place similar to a farm.
"I really don't want to leave here. It's so good here, away from power struggles, and I can honestly build the kind of utopia I want."
"However, you also know that those who hide in Utopia cannot protect it." Brent drank the wine in the glass, and a blush slowly climbed up his cheeks, "Since there is someone who wants to To protect things, then you have to--'Wave the long sword in your hand, hold the shield in your hand tightly, cover your body with blood, turn your body into a curtain, and block the noise and dust where they should appear.' This But the oath of your knights, you will not even forget this."
"Forget it, but I haven't forgotten it, but I have been at ease for three years, and I have indeed been lazy a lot. It really shouldn't be, please punish me, Your Highness."
"Let me think about it carefully, how can I punish you?"
"Leave it to His Majesty."
The long-lost mischievous smile appeared on Brent's face. It had been a long time since he let his ghost ideas wander freely.It's been a long time since Ron let him handle like dough, so that Brent seemed to feel that he had returned to his carefree childhood by means of being drunk.
"Ron, I, order you, carry me from here to the manor of the velvet grass, and the last image I want you to stay here is a funny look."
"Yes, Your Highness."
Without any hesitation, Ron immediately carried Brent on his back, put the crystal cup in his hand on the desk next to him, and strode towards the door of the residence.
Along the way, Brent seemed very happy, distracting Ron to go to various places to do all kinds of weird things.For example...
"Ron! I'm going to buy that little vase from that stand over there, the earthen one with the argyle on it."
"Ron! I want some apples, I see them over there!"
"Ron! There's an open-air circus performance over there, I want to see it, please raise me higher!"
"Ron! The merchants over there are supposed to be demons selling things, I'm going shopping!"
"Ron! The lilies blooming over there are very beautiful. Go and help me pick some of them, which can fit properly in the vase I just bought."
"No, Ron, lilies don't look good in this vase, you can find me some golden wild chrysanthemums now."
"Ron! I want golden wild chrysanthemums, this one is beige, how can you fool me!"
"Ron! There are red roses over there, pick them."
Ron had never seen Brent drunk, but he didn't expect Brent to drink so badly, just a glass of freshly made wine made him drunk as he is now.
However, Ron still fulfilled Brent's various requirements meticulously, and even had a subtle sense of pleasure. After all, it was an honor for Ron to complete Brent's requirements.
Going around and going around in the entire city of Dunkamo Bailey, Dunkamo Bailey is not big, but at the end, Ron is already full of things in his hand, and Brent has already sat on Rowan's seat. En's shoulders.Fortunately, Ron is a strong knight, and Brent is in a sense very thin like an ordinary magician. Otherwise, he probably wouldn't be able to sit firmly on Ron's shoulders.
By the time they reached the new west area with only one building, the sun had already set.Brent asked Ron to carry him to the roof of the now empty building, and Ron naturally had no doubts, nor did he raise any questions.
Sitting on the edge of the roof, feeling the wind blowing from the heights without any hindrance.
"Ron, don't you think I'm too capricious?"
"Of course not, why does Your Highness think so?"
"You were my knight before, how can I justify you..."
"Your Highness, nothing has changed now. I am still your knight. The knight's creed is written deep in my soul. I will always be Your Highness's knight."
"Don't interrupt me! Listen to me... I don't doubt your loyalty, nor do you doubt your determination of the knight's creed... But I will doubt myself, as you slowly complete the usurpership now Plan, you have now become a demon king. In a certain sense, for example, in this new west district, Ron, all the abilities you have shown are already everything that a ruler should have... kindness, cruelty , Wisdom, broadness, tolerance, wisdom... everything you have now has surpassed what a knight should have. But I, from the beginning to the end, was the stagnant prince, and I ruined myself to be more The possibility of taking a step forward... Although I really don't want to admit it, even if you don't have my help, you will be able to achieve your goal in the end. I don't believe that I can still appear in the position of your ruler with peace of mind , just like this without any psychological burden to support you to do things... Ron, I'm afraid. Just like a person who drives a tiger, he must always pay attention to the tigers around him with fear, lest he become a delicious meal for the tigers... But I I don't want to compare you to a tiger, and I don't want to admit that I don't have the ability to control a tiger...I'm a coward, right?"
Brent turned his head as he said that, his face was covered with traces of dried tears. The expression on Brent's face that Ron saw was like a child holding broken hopes, pitiful but full of expectation.
In other words, it should be a child who has lost all possibilities, still stubbornly embracing a small hope, waiting for what he has been hoping for, pulling him out of the broken place, and regaining the infinite possibility.
Ron didn't say anything, he sat on the side, quietly watching Brent's continuous tears, then stretched out his hand, held Brent tightly in his arms, and stroked Brent gently Soft hair on the back of the head, but nothing was said.
The slightly cool wind gently and slowly blew past the ears of the two people who were hugging each other tightly. It took a long time before Ron broke the silence: "Your Highness is so beautiful crying."
Brent pushed Ron away directly: "What did you say?"
"This is my Highness, the Highness I am willing to give everything for. Your Highness has said a lot, so do you want to hear what I want to say? From the very beginning, from the moment I knew that I was hopelessly in love with you I was trying my best to catch up with you, and I hope that one day I can stand by your side in a fair manner and declare to the world that this is the person I love." Ron didn't care whether Brent agreed to let He opened his mouth to speak, but for the first time he spoke on his own.
"All of this, all of what I have, there is nothing that did not come from His Highness. Could it be that Your Highness simply panics because of these things that originally came from you? This is not too strange. Your Highness gave me sharp claws, but Worried that the sharp claws entrusted to me by His Highness will in turn become a sharp weapon to seriously injure His Highness, I said something serious... Your Highness is insulting the chivalry that has been inherited for hundreds of thousands of years. Your Highness, what I want has never been In this world, there is only one you from beginning to end."
"But... none of this explained my confusion..."
"They will pass away sooner or later. Although it may not be now, it will definitely be in the not-too-distant future."
"Are you so sure?"
"Because I believe in you, I can get out of the predicament by myself without anyone's help. Because you are Brent, the third prince of Isutan, the child born with the hope of the people of the whole country, and also... I decided to give everything to someone you love."
"but I……"
"I don't mind waiting because I already know I'll have it, so I don't mind waiting. I can't pull you out, but I don't mind staying with you in your broken world until you want to put it back together When I wake up, do what I have to do."
"But that's..."
"I do what I want to do by myself, who can say anything? No matter what I do for you, I will do it willingly. If there is anything you don't understand, I can only say that Your Highness has nothing to say. You like me so much, but you are just perfunctory me."
"It seems that in the three years I missed, you have really changed a lot. You have matured and become an arm that I can really rely on."
"It's only been three years. We still have a bright future. Your Highness has just come of age. There is no reason why we can't share the next time."
Ron held Brent in his arms and pointed to the sunset in the distance: "Your Highness, look, such a beautiful scenery. Today, His Highness forced me to spend time with you in the entire Dunkamobe through half-truths and half-drunk drunkenness. Li went shopping, didn’t he just want to occupy all my memories? Then we will go back to Gashbu, so that His Royal Highness will put together the last piece of my puzzle. How greedy, obviously owning all my future , but I still want everything I have. But, who told me not to hate such a Highness, or to say that I am deeply in love with such a Highness?"
"The skill of rhetoric has also grown. The previous Ron obviously couldn't muster up the courage to confess... But... who told me not to hate you now?"
The orange-red sunset covered the entire sky, and Brent and Ron snuggled together, silently looking at the sky over there.Maybe Brent hasn't been able to get out of the mud, but he just forgot that he has the ability to get out of the mud, and one day, with Ron by his side, he will remember what he forgot.
Because the god who can save him is himself.He doesn't need other people's help, all he needs is just a Ron.
The author has something to say:
I have to say that from the very beginning, the relationship between Brent and Ron was unequal. In a sense, this unstable unequal relationship is manifested in the face of crisis when the two people are completely opposite. decision.
Brent chose to retreat bravely, because he was a strong person in the relationship between the two; on the contrary, Ron chose to bravely embark on an unknown journey in order to become stronger.
Brent, who was used to this kind of unequal relationship, couldn't accept the current equal relationship between two people, but Ron was very adaptable...that's why the current situation happened.Originally, I was leading the way, but was overtaken by the person who had been following behind me, and was even about to be overtaken soon. Brent, who had just grown up, couldn't bear that kind of psychological gap at all...
In fact, this book and the previous "Backlight" were all born out of the same manuscript. It was originally a very crude manuscript for face-slapping and counterattack upgrades (that manuscript was called "Dust Dream"), but obviously, in After a step-by-step evolution, what I want to write has changed. What I want to write is a story about a magically gifted princess and a tiny dust-like knight. The core of that story is to save each other.
I took out the core and wrote "Backlight", but I failed. I didn't write what I wanted to express at all... Instead, I wrote something different.Well, originally I just wanted to borrow the shell of the knight and princess, but unexpectedly gave birth to such a core... I didn't expect it either.But it still looks like a four-dimensional thing.
Well, in fact, it can end here, but it didn't fill in all the things that should be explained, and the holes I dug... So, I still decided to finish writing it, even though he is completely different, That's what I like very much.
I love you all, again.