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Walking on Destiny

Steam, transcendent, noble, shadow, perfect witch... Sir, would you like to have a supernatural medium given by the gods? This must be very crazy, Aha! I saw it, I saw the pore of fate, this is the arrival of a new era, or another beginning of the war between gods...! Madness is the style of this world, hunger is the daily routine of this world, praise, the hauncontrollable destiny

Chanjan · แฟนตาซี
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Chapter 35 Analysis

Listening to the footsteps, Ron turned his head and looked at Clence and Al who were walking in. Of course, especially Al, who was wearing a police officer's uniform, he couldn't help but take a second look.

After all, it was impossible for a police officer to visit here out of thin air. He put down the black tea in his hand and quickly stood up. He didn't pay attention to Clence, who was holding a dog. After all, he only looked in his teens.

Ron was puzzled and asked Al, who was wearing a police officer's uniform: "What can I do for you, Mr. Officer?" and then motioned for Al and Krens to sit down.

Al, who was not yet sure why Krens wanted to find Ron, could only make up a fairly reliable reason first, and replied with a serious face: "Mr. Ron, there have been many murders in Cologne recently. , and one of them appeared near Kamuhaur Orphanage."

Hearing Al's words, a look of shock and fear flashed across the face of the old gentleman sitting on the sofa, sipping his own black tea.

He put down the black tea he was about to pick up and asked Al in a panic: "Mr. Police Officer, are we in danger?"

Listening to the worries of the old man in front of him, Al shook his head slightly. He looked at the old man, then looked at him with firm eyes and comforted him: "Don't worry, we will definitely protect you."

After receiving Al's assurance, Ron said "Thank you" to him gratefully, then crossed his hands on his chest and stood up and bowed. This was a gesture of belief in the order of the world, which meant that he was a A believer in the God of Light.

But the ring on his hand, when he put his hands on his chest, was completely caught in the sight of Krens who had been secretly observing him. There might have been a trace of disbelief before. Karens, who saw the ring in front of him, was completely convinced that what he saw was real.

With complicated eyes, Krensi quietly looked at this old man who was very kind to the children in his memory. Many questions appeared in his heart. He didn't understand why such a kind man would do what he did. Something like this happens.

Ahem!

Al noticed Kerens who was suddenly in a daze and coughed twice to remind him.

After Al made many suggestions, Ron's eyes turned to Clence, who was holding a white puppy next to him, which made him feel a little familiar. He tentatively asked him: "Are we somewhere?" Have you met before?, you make me feel very familiar."

Clence pretended to have a very emotional expression, stood up, saluted Ron, and then said mysteriously: "Mr. Ron, I wonder if you still remember that a long time ago, there was a little boy with black hair and black eyes. The child has stayed with you for a while."

Ron, who was reminded by what Clunth said, raised his eyebrows suddenly as if he was thinking of someone. Then the expression on his face gradually turned to surprise and surprise, and he asked softly: "Are you little Clunn?" Si".

"Ahem, I really can't get used to this title." Kerens complained helplessly about this title in his heart.

Then nodded in response: "Mr. Ron, it seems that your memory is as young as your body."

"Haha, little Krens, you are still so good at complimenting others." Ron smiled kindly at Krens.

"You're really as strong as I remember you being as a kid," Krens continued flatteringly.

Woof, woof, woof!

Suddenly, Archibald in Kerens's arms interrupted the joyful moment of reunion. His body struggled vigorously in Kerens's arms for a few times, trying to move towards the man in front of him. The old gentleman, who had lost his appetite, rushed over.

"Damn, what the hell are you doing?" Kerens, who was very surprised by its behavior, cursed Archibald in his heart, worried that it would reveal in advance that it was not here to reminisce about the past.

The moment it jumped up, it was tightly held by Kerens' palm, which kept it in a state of struggle. Archibald turned his head in dissatisfaction and yelled at Kerens angrily. The voice seemed to be asking Krens, "Why did you stop me?"

Archibald's sudden change also made Al more alert. Naturally, he did not forget the scene he had seen in Harvey Micah's room before. At that time, the white puppy that Clence had been hugging He also looked like this, looking very impatient. Al's eyes couldn't help but look at Ron's body a few times.

Ron, who was surprised by the performance of the white puppy, gave Clence a dull look and said: "Little Clence, your little friend, it doesn't seem to like me."

Clance, who reluctantly hugged Archibald, forced a smile on his face and responded with a sigh: "Mr. Ron, I think he may be sick today. I think I should take him to see a doctor now. Qualified doctor", and then quietly gave Director Al a look.

Understanding the meaning of farewell in Kerens' words, Ron was a little embarrassed and said to Kerens: "Little Kerens, do you want to have lunch at your former home before going to the doctor? I Think it'll get better".

After saying that, Ron was about to gently reach out and touch Archibald, who was hugged tightly by Clunus.

Click! , this is the sound of the metal pocket watch cover being opened.

Director Al looked at his pocket watch cooperatively at this time, pretending that it was getting late, then stood up and prepared to leave.

Seeing Director Al's action, Ron couldn't help but pause for a moment as he was about to touch Archibald's right hand. The regret on his face couldn't help showing, and then he sighed and said to Krens: "Then Well, I hope you can come to Kamuhaur Orphanage again, this will always be your home."

Listening to Mr. Ron's cordial words, Kerens looked at him seriously and nodded heavily, then turned around and left with Archibald, who was still uneasy.

Da da da!

Krens, who turned around and walked in the familiar orphanage in his memory, had no intention of telling Director Al what he had confirmed right now. After all, there were still many children, and it was unclear if Ron would be angered. What will he do.

Looking at the rusty door getting closer and closer, the depression in Kerens's heart couldn't help but become heavier. After all, he was using another person's identity and memory to test the person who felt so kind in the memory of the original owner. Being alone puts a lot of pressure on him.

After walking some distance away from the Camuhauer Orphanage, Al asked a few questions full of confusion to Clence, who had become a little ugly since he left the orphanage: "Krens, are you right now?" "Can you tell me why you came here all the way, and the dog you are holding?" Before Al could say the words, he felt a line of sight staring at him from below, making him He took back the word he wanted to say, then thought about it carefully and said, "Well, what's going on with your little friend?"

Kerens stopped his heavy footsteps, and the complex emotions lingering in his heart were actually mainly affected by the memory of the original owner. Although the original owner had died long ago, his memory and all his experiences, including his personality, It also has a subtle influence on Kerens.

With a deep sigh, Krens looked up at the tall Director Al and said slowly: "Mr. Al, what kind of person do you think Mr. Ron is?"

Um! Al, who pondered for a moment, didn't quite understand why Kerens asked such a question, but his vision of people has been quite accurate for many years.

Well, of course, except for the time when I first met Krens in a pocket watch shop, I mistook him for a thief, and then said without any hesitation: "From the smiles on the faces of those children, I saw that they lived a pretty good life. , and Mrs. Dilly respects him very much, and Mr. Ron gives people a very kind feeling...".

"Good guy, you are indeed a professional. You can see so many problems with just a few glances." After listening to Al's various analyzes about Mr. Ron, Krens couldn't help but give him a thumbs up in his heart. A few likes.