Chapter 82: I feel uncomfortable and don’t want to go to work... How many times have I not wanted to go to work? ^^...
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The rain fell all day and did not stop until late at night.
The magic crystal lamp in the room was glowing steadily. As I was packing my things, someone knocked on the door as expected.
I didn't even raise my head: "Come in."
The man pushed open the door, revealing a handsome and aggressive face.
His eyes were narrow and his nose was high. He had just finished a shower and his hair was still wet and stuck to his neck, which made his Adam's apple stand out when he spoke.
Perhaps because he had just taken a shower, he came wearing only a bathrobe.
The loose neckline reveals a large area of bare chest, and the wheat-colored skin is full of strength and wildness, like a delicious nut coated with a layer of olive oil.
The werewolf stood at the door for a moment, letting the warmth in the room dissipate the cold air he brought in, and then he walked over to my side.
"Brother, do you need my help?"
I thought about it and casually told him to get me a glass of water. Sean followed my instructions and brought me the water, which was neither too hot nor too cold, just right for drinking.
I took a sip and then asked him, "Have you come to your senses? Are you going to stop hiding from me?"
Sean smiled, and it was hard to tell what he was thinking: "Yeah. If I don't come to see my brother, I'm afraid he won't care about me anymore."
Wow, this guy is pointing at me here.
I found it a little funny and couldn't help but think of something that happened a long time ago.
When I first became the Grim Reaper, I was lonely, so I picked up a lot of kids. Samuel was the best one among them, but the others were also good.
Those kids would occasionally throw tantrums in order to compete for my attention. Cat often complained that I spoiled them too much and had spoiled them.
At that time, I just picked her up and shook her, saying that I couldn't raise her like a cat. I should just throw her out to explore the world as soon as she learned to run. The cat licked her paws, sneered and said that I was a kind father who spoiled his son. I didn't think so at the time. Now thinking about it, I have to admit that sometimes animals are more sober than humans.
Maybe if I had listened to her more at that time, the situation wouldn't be like this now.
As I was thinking, the wolf's face suddenly enlarged in front of me. He looked at me dimly and said, "You are distracted."
I came back to my senses and stretched out my hand to pinch the handsome face so close to me into a strange shape: "In the end, it's my fault. They are my friends."
Sean snorted, his cheeks being pinched, and he simply didn't answer me directly. But from the look in his eyes, what he wanted to say was clearly expressed.
It seems that if I don't punish him for three days, he will break his promise. Just when I was about to say something, Sean took his eyes off me and lowered his head to rub against me. His long and thick tail curled vertically towards his back, showing a gesture of submission.
"Can I sleep with my brother today?"
I raised an eyebrow: "Weren't you very reluctant before?"
"Brother also said that I admire you. It is normal to want to sleep in the same bed with the person you admire, right? Everyone in the Knights does this." "Only people who are trusted can stay by your bed. This is the romance that belongs only to knights."
"......"
See, I told you! My idea is correct! This kid really has this idea. The experience of the Knights is not deceiving me. I wonder if the book will change after sleeping today?
"Since you say so, I will reluctantly agree to your request."
I was distracted by thinking about the book, and I agreed to his request. Sean's tail wagged happily, like a big dog. I couldn't bear to watch it. Although wolves and dogs are close relatives, their body structures and languages are different.
If he were a canine orc, the wagging tail would be very cute. But on Sion, the tail flapping on the ground is like...
A large broom.
Fortunately, the servants of God cleaned the place very carefully, otherwise we would have become a dust machine.
I don't know if it was because my gaze was too strange, but Sean's expression froze slightly, and the atmosphere became awkward for a moment. He changed into a wolf, and the agile and ferocious wolf jumped onto the bed, making a low call from his throat. My eyes fell on his tail, and the wolf paused slightly, and naturally hid its tail under its belly, as if what had just happened had never happened.
I:"......."
I didn't mean to do it, but the corners of my mouth couldn't help but slightly rise.
Seeing me laughing, the wolf's gurgles became more rapid and low, as if venting its dissatisfaction. I coughed, sat on the bed and touched his head.
"Okay, I didn't mean it. Don't be so mean."
He butted his head against the palm of my hand, not using much strength in his protest.
If this was posted on the player forum, it would drive people crazy. Fortunately, no one saw this except me, and I am not a big profiteer who would sell wolf-colored things to others.
The wolf didn't do anything extra, it just moved aside to make room for me to lie down. It was still early, and I leaned on the pillow, holding a big, warm wolf in my arms. The thick fur pressed against my legs, and it felt like I was covered with a blanket.
I have to say, this feeling is quite warm.
The wolf stayed in my arms obediently, hugging me like a pillow. It was very quiet outside, and the only sound was the sound of rain hitting the window. Neither of us spoke, and the atmosphere made us feel a little drowsy.
Just when I was about to fall asleep, the wolf suddenly touched me. I managed to gather my thoughts and looked down at him. The unruly tail kept shaking under the quilt, revealing the owner's thoughts.
I obviously don’t have so many little movements when I’m a human, so why can’t I help myself after I turn back into my original form?
I scratched his chin. "What's wrong, Sean?"
The wolf narrowed his eyes and rubbed my fingers actively: "Nothing... I was just wondering, what does my brother think of me?"
When I heard this, I immediately became alert and my mind was full of the Book of the World.
"Of course you are my brother's favorite cub!"
So please bring about changes in the book as soon as possible. I have high hopes for you, brother!
Sean paused his wagging tail and gave me an ambiguous look: "...Brother is not serious at all."
"No, I'm serious."
I smiled, hugged him and said slowly: "For people, what they save is different. For the rescued, he gets hope. But few people notice that those who save others will also get corresponding rewards. You don't have to worry about these, Sean."
No matter what kind of creature it is, as long as it has wisdom, it will gradually become uneasy. For the first person who was born with wisdom, is this wisdom a blessing or a curse? I am afraid no one can tell clearly.
"I know the worries and tensions in your heart. This world may not be a good thing for you. It is aggressive and brings you a lot of pain. You come to a strange place, lacking strength, and say goodbye to familiar things. But one day, you will get what you want."
What does a long life bring?
I think I have a say. When Sean grows up one day, he will find that today's confusion is not worth mentioning. Strength, power, status, these things are within reach. The past of being a slave was painful and sad, but sooner or later he will have the power to take revenge himself.
The inheritance of the Beast God will take effect, and he will stand on the throne, overlooking the vast living beings under his feet. No matter what he experienced as a mortal, in the end, there will only be emptiness and silence, like a snow that has just fallen.
I stroked his fluffy and warm fur and told him in the gentlest voice that he didn't need to worry, that he was on the right path. All he needed now was time, and only time.
The lights in the room were still on, and the warm glow rose like mist.
Sean stared at me, and I couldn't describe what he saw: a flame burning in silence, an arrow rotting on the bowstring, but it had already hit the target. A tangled thread, or a weakly beating heart in a maze?
I wanted to see more clearly. But before that, the wolf looked away and quietly stared at the magic crystal lamp on the table. The silver-white lamp, carved into the shape of an angel, held a spherical crystal and emitted a soft flame. The light shone in his eyes like the flame of molten gold.
It was very quiet at this moment, and only the sound of our breathing could be heard. In the silence, there was an invisible clamor, and I remembered the moment when we touched each other during the ceremony. Under the skin of my palms, ten million butterflies fluttered their wings and flew up, stirring up the sound of a surging storm.
After a long time, he finally sighed softly.
"Brother, you are such a terrible person."
"You said I was... uh, bad?"
Hearing this, I was immediately filled with questions. No matter from which angle I looked at it. I provided the other person with a bed, provided emotional counseling, and took care of him. How could it be related to the word "bad"?
"Yeah, it's super bad."
Sean answered me with a cold voice, although I had no idea where this conclusion came from. I pulled his fur with a dark face.
"I think you have a wrong understanding of me. Why didn't you say hello to your brother just now? Do you want to sleep with your brother?"
"That has nothing to do with being bad."
I was so upset: "Sean, has anyone ever told you that you are unreasonable?"
"No, generally no one would reason with me. They thought I was a wild animal that could be tamed with violence."
Sean still answered me in a cool voice. He didn't use any contagious words, but his words gave people a sense of the life he had lived so far.
I recalled those scenes.
The father who killed my mother.
A cub surviving alone.
Those who believed in humans and were considered friends were sold to slave traders.
Then, he met me.
But even I have something to ask of him. I helped him gain power and let ambition take root in his mind. It was so that he could inherit the power of the Beast God and help me resist the existing system and fight against the Lord of Light and the Lord of Darkness when I return as the God of Death.
The hand that was stroking the fur paused for a moment, and I asked softly: "Sean. If I give you another chance..."
Before I could finish the rest of my sentence, Sean turned his head. He seemed to smile. It was hard to imagine a wolf smiling. But that was what happened.
He bared his sharp canine teeth, pressed his mouth against my neck, and exhaled hot air as he spoke.
"Stop talking, brother. No matter which one I choose, do I have any way to retreat? I will not stop, I will take revenge on everyone."
My figure was reflected in the golden crystal-like animal eyes, and he spoke in a voice I had never heard before.
"So don't ever lie to me, okay?"
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