Chapter 80
Al stuffed the food into Winster's hands, patted his head, and said with a smile, "You've grown up. Acting like a spoiled child won't work on me."
Winster stood up straight, looking at Al with a look that made him unable to tell whether it was resentment or grievance, "Now that I've grown up, my brother won't love me anymore?"
The tall and handsome young man was like a big dog when he was being nice, which always softened Al's heart. But when he started to act like a spoiled child... the hard-hearted straight man stroked his arm and felt goose bumps all over his body. "How corny. Eat your meal."
Al turned and left. Winster didn't get an answer. He picked up the small knife and fork on the plate and ate the food unhappily, while following his brother closely.
Because the temple owner does not care, many places of this huge building are a bit empty, but after all, it is the residence of the gods built by countless creatures with all their heart and soul, and it is still worth appreciating from an artistic perspective.
Al walked straight towards the wall with detailed and vivid carvings. He noticed Winster walking to the side and looked at him in confusion: "Aren't you going to sit down and eat?"
Winster didn't think it was inconvenient to carry the plate and eat while walking. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "I want to walk with my brother."
Al looked at him, and suddenly an idea popped up in his mind. He said "hmm" casually, thinking as he walked...
Winster noticed his brother's absent-minded look and quickly stopped smiling, his eyes dimming slightly.
Samuel now occupies half of the body's time, and his attitude towards his brother is much better than before. Although he still looks like he deserves a beating, his brother probably doesn't notice the difference, but they have been together for a long time, and his brother has become more casual with that guy...
If he didn't have a brother, Winster wouldn't care if he and that guy were the same person, but...
Looking at the silver-haired young man who was not as gentle and considerate to him as before, Winster gritted his teeth - he must be the one closest to his brother and the one he loves the most! Samuel, don't even think about getting in between them!
Only when it comes to Al does Winster see himself and Samuel as two completely different people.
"Brother, do you want to take a tour of the abyss? I can show you the way."
Al nodded, and then hesitated for a moment before proposing his own idea, "Winster, do you want to stay in the abyss for a while longer?"
Winster's eyes lit up, "Brother, come with me and stay as long as you want." Without Austin and his group in the Abyss, he was the only one who could get close to his brother. Winster liked this suggestion very much.
Al looked at the expectant look on the other person's face and couldn't help feeling a little guilty. "Uh... you know, I have to go to Xilaigusen in a few days and can't stay for long." He said earnestly: "The environment here is very suitable for you. If you can stay for a year or two, your swordsmanship will definitely improve quickly. What do you think?"
In fact, what he said was only a minor reason. The most important thing was that Al recently felt that Winster seemed to have placed all his emotions on him, so he looked down on everyone else. Being too arrogant and withdrawn was not a good thing...
The creatures of the abyss are strong-minded, straightforward, and not as cunning as humans. Most importantly, they are accustomed to dark magic and will not be hostile to Winster because of his talent. Al hopes that he can live freely and without worries for a while, and hopes that Winster is willing to give other people a little trust, make one or two friends, or, given Samuel's character, have a few trustworthy subordinates.
The more Al thought about it, the more he thought it would be a good idea to keep Winster for a while.
After waiting for no response, the young man turned around and looked at the person who was already a few steps behind, only to see Winster with a stunned look on his face...
“Bang—”
The silver plate with the food fell to the ground because of the loose strength in his hand. Winster didn't even look at it. He just stared at the other person present and whispered softly, "Brother... don't you want me anymore..."
His eyes were confused and helpless, like an abandoned puppy, which made Ai feel guilty immediately!
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