"Of course not."

“…Why don’t I believe it?”

"I'm for your own good."

“…”

Clin was silent.

This sentence...

Why does he feel it sound a little weird?

Locke said: "Carry is a witch, and in the future he will grow into a witch no less than Agatha Harkness. With her here, I will feel more at ease with you. I won't show up. If I am not careful, you will be burping and finally being dragged to hell."

Clin spat: "Can you hope I'm going to be well?"

Locke smiled and said nothing.

Of course.

The main reason is that Locke can't find a second one, and he is more suitable for disguising his identity than Clin. As for letting Carrie live at his house?

Locke had this idea, but then he thought about it and let it go.

He likes alone very much.

Moreover, he is now a person with a girlfriend. If he said that Carrie was his sister, then George would not have to doubt it, Gwen would probably be the first to doubt it.

Compared to making Police Inspector George suspicious, Locke is even more reluctant to let a scholarly god suspicion.

As for protecting Clint?

This sentence is actually correct.

Carrie is a witch, and she is a witch who shares his endless energy. As long as you have enough time, Carrie will definitely grow into a powerful witch.

And her witch power does not require any price.

Because of Locke, Carrie doesn't need any reward for him.

As Locke and Carrie said, if there is a price, it is to raise your head and never bow your head.

Locke gave Clin a reason.

nature.

It also gave Carrie a reason.

Same reason.

"I'm this Clin Chester's illegitimate daughter?"

"right."

It was still the medical surgery warehouse that was temporarily built for Carrie. Locke, who had sunglasses and transformed into an unparalleled assassin, sat on the chair with his legs raised and nodded.

Relying on the hospital bed, a circle of bandages wrapped around her face, like a living mummy. She was scheduled to remove the stitches today to welcome her new life, but now Carrie, who is still only showing her eyes, looked at Locke for some unknown reason: "I don't understand."

Locke smiled, "You need a whole new life."

Carrie shook her head: "No, I mean, don't I need to change my name?"

"Need not."

“Not needed?”

"Um."

Rock looked at Carrie: "You deserve a brand new life, Carrie, but this does not mean that you must forget the past. That is wrong. Forgetting the past is equivalent to forgetting yourself. No matter how bad the past is, at least, your past proves that where did you come from, the past is our starting point."

He also reminds himself where he comes from.

only……

He knew where he came from, but he didn't know where he was going, so after seeing the bloodline of the Sun God, he set a future for himself.

not to mention.

"Carley, originally means uniqueness, seriousness and change, and this is a good name."

"Is this talking about me?"

"Yes."

Locke nodded and looked at Carrie with a bandage wrapped around the hospital bed: "You are unique than most people, you are more serious than anyone, and even, you are more mature than many."

A happy childhood can indeed bring you a lot of memories.

But not everyone can have a happy childhood.

However, although an unfortunate childhood may bring disaster, and some people give up on themselves in this disaster, others regard this so-called disaster as a tempering and thriving in this suffering.

Carrie, undoubtedly, is the latter.

This is also the reason why Rock did not change Carrie's name, not to mention that there are too many girls named Carrie, and sometimes, they can even play a role in darkness under the light.

Carrie lowered her head slightly as she listened to Locke's words.

"Carley, remember, I told you, did you think about power?"

“…If you have my power, you can kill people.”

"right."

Locke nodded with a smile, with a look of praise, slowly stood up from the chair, and looked at Carrie on the bed with a smile: "Since your kindness has brought people to abstain from turning a blind eye and treat your kindness as weakness, then pack your kindness and past into the utility room, bringing your remaining qualities, strength and unwillingness, push open the door and welcome a new life."

Carrie looked up at Locke.

In my mind, the little bits and pieces in Maine, like slides, quickly shuttled through his sea of ​​consciousness.

Crying by my mother's domestic violence.

A moment of being locked in a confessional room and isolate.

At school, I was treated violently by my classmates.

He was even mischievous by his classmates.

besides……

That dance party.

These pictures, like slides, shuttled through her sea of ​​consciousness, and even formed a storm. In the sea of ​​consciousness, the endless sea of ​​energy derived from Locke roared and turned into a vortex.

I treat the world with compromise and kindness, and the world rewards me with incompetence and weakness.

So……

I abandon my compromise and my kindness.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

Lock raised his eyebrows, looked up at the temporary ward that suddenly seemed to resonate and vibrated.

Next second.

Locke's eyes fell on the hospital bed, Carrie, who was almost in a state of rampage again, showed a gratifying expression and smiled.

A look of praise.

This world has never been suitable for kind people.

The original world belongs to the kind of world where people are good at being bullied, not to mention this, if you are a good person, are you destined to be tragic?

The distinction between people is definitely not only between good people and bad people.

If you don’t be a good person, you don’t mean you have to be a bad person. If you don’t be a good person, you just say that from today on, I will never allow anyone to speak loudly to me.

I can't be a bad guy, but if someone dares to bully me, I have the ability to fight back.

And Rock gave Carrie such abilities.

only……

This magical rampage comes quickly and goes quickly.

On the hospital bed.

Carrie's eyes seemed to have returned to calm, but it was as different from before.

It seems a little bit more chilling.

Carrie hid her kindness in the endless energy of her sea of ​​consciousness, and projected the coldness of the sea of ​​endless energy to help her face the world.

"great."

Locke nodded sincerely: "The witch Carrie has left the stage, and now it is the witch Carrie."

While talking.

Dr. Hans Keller, known as the world auction plastic surgeryist in crime, pushed the door open and walked in panic. Then, looking at the movement that seemed to calm down, he was slightly stunned: "Mr. Wushuang, just..."
To be continued...