Chapter 237 The boy's current situation, a letter from an old friend
Lu Zhengkang took the letter and couldn't help but take out a bottle of hot honey wine from the lining pocket and handed it to the messenger. It was so miserable. This man was red all over from the cold and still panting. He was even more bald in the cold weather.
There are still few hairy dogs.
The messenger's face was dirty. He thanked him and took a big sip of the hot mead. It was hot, hot, warm, and extremely comfortable. He shivered violently, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.
I thanked Lu Zhengkang profusely for his kindness.
"Do you know who sent me this letter?" Lu Zhengkang looked at the wax paint on the envelope. There was no mark on it. He planned to go back to the resting place of the wolves and look at it again.
"It's a young man wearing a hood, very mysterious."
When Lu Zhengkang heard this sentence, the word Dark Brotherhood came to mind.
The famous assassin organization in the game. The interesting thing about this line is that it can assassinate the emperor.
The story takes place more than ten years later. The poor old emperor came to Skyrim for sightseeing to boost the morale of the imperial army, and then he was killed by the Dark Brotherhood as a grindstone for their rise.
There is actually a lot more that can be said about this shocking assassination. Lu Zhengkang vaguely remembered that it was the conspiracy of the Imperial Senate that led to the emperor's death. It didn't really matter what the details were. What impressed him deeply was that the emperor was very strong-minded and showed no mercy in the face of death.
Change color.
However, these are still not important.
The story of Skyrim has not yet begun, the civil war has not started, and the dragon has not returned. Now that everything is calm, it is a good time to recuperate.
Lu Zhengkang once again fell into the complicated thoughts of memories. When he came back to his senses, the messenger had already run away.
It's a pity that I originally planned to give him a bag of dried meat to eat on the road.
Jonas sighed, "The blood of the Nords is really cold-resistant."
Lu Zhengkang muttered: "I'm more curious about where the mailbox is and what should I do if I want to reply?"
"You can give the letter to the tavern owner and hand it in when the courier comes to receive it."
"Oh! Are there any drop-shipping services? That's really good."
Lu Zhengkang planned to pay attention to Jonas's studies, "Have you ever thought about which path to take in the future? Destruction system, summoning system, transformation system or illusion system?"
Jonas looked confused, "I didn't think about it."
"Is there anything in particular that interests you?"
"Everything is fine."
When he heard that it was okay, Lu Zhengkang's heart sank immediately. This word was what he used to talk to his parents back then...
"Did the mages say which department you are particularly talented in?"
"Everything is fine."
Lu Zhengkang was calm on the surface, but in his heart he was shocked. This tone of voice, and these lines, I'm afraid this kid can't learn it well!
"You can cast a spell and see."
Jonas nodded and fired a small fireball at the berry bush that had just sprouted buds on the roadside. With a bang, the poor bush turned into a fire.
Lu Zhengkang raised his eyebrows, the resonance was very good, there was no need to recite the incantation, the magic energy reserves seemed to be quite sufficient, and the energy was released quickly... It turned out to be a top student.
The troll man was very satisfied, nodded, and encouraged Jonas a few words. The boy was a little proud, then rolled his eyes and made a request, saying that he wanted to visit the Peaceful Land.
Children who behave well will always be rewarded. Of course Lu Zhengkang agreed and led the boy into the Pure Land again.
This pure land is indeed big, boundless, and small. After all, it only contains so much soil. The rest is a vast ice field. Except for the green fields, everything is white and there is nothing interesting to see.
But the charm here lies in the endless creative space. Jonas can run wild on the ice field, shoot fireballs at will, practice other spells, cut ice blocks to build igloos by himself, help farm the land, lie on the tractor
It’s also okay to hum songs, and it has the greatest degree of childlike interest.
Lu Zhengkang sat on the ridge of the field and watched Jonas act wild, feeling a bit silent and lonely.
Childhood is a good thing, full of possibilities, full of novelties, no boredom, and you can spend a happy day playing with your fingers. He has long since lost his childhood, and has never recalled his childhood. When he saw his childhood again, he felt secretly sad.
What will happen to Jonas's future? Who will decide?
Lu Zhengkang knew that he couldn't let things go his way, but he didn't want to let the rules bind the boy's soul.
Adult rationality often cannot understand children's romance.
Lu Zhengkang hopes that he can also be a romantic person.
Over there, Jonas found a bone flute, which was a relic of the old mage who was killed by Lu Zhengkang. The boy blew the flute, and the sound was sharp and harsh, like a crow in a quiet place in the dark night. It was too abrupt.
The boy was also frightened
He jumped, hesitated for a long time, and turned his head to see Lu Zhengkang's reaction. In the green field at the end of his sight, the troll man lay on his back and disappeared among the tall wheat seedlings. Jonas continued to try to play the flute, and this time
This time, it sounded much better.
When you play the flute, the sound is high-pitched and bright, as if birds and the sun are suddenly dispersed in the flute hole, rising straight to the sky, echoing back and forth in the pure cloud space, the sound of the flute is not invisible,
It's just so colorful. The birds, flower petals, night lights and stars all alternate between light and dark in a high and low tone.
Lu Zhengkang was startled by the sound of the flute. He looked at the boy in amazement. He stood on tiptoe and carefully stepped on the high field ridge. When he reached the ice field, he suddenly started gliding.
A young fawn suddenly transformed into a sparrow dabbling in the water on a quiet lake.
The sound of the flute is far away and then close again. Sometimes it is far away, but it seems close at hand. Sometimes it is close, but it seems like it is far away.
The poetry of the Brighton people turned into a clear stream on the icy peaks of the pure land. It was infinitely clean and comfortable, spreading into the fields and sky, lighter than clouds and moister than rain.
Lu Zhengkang walked to the edge of the field, sat down, and watched Jonas running over after the song ended.
"Who taught you this music?"
The boy was stunned for a moment, then narrowed his eyes and smiled, "My mother taught me this."
Lu Zhengkang had never seen such a smile before, and he couldn't tell how much spiritual power Jonas had hidden in such a smile.
"It sounds great."
"If you like it, sir, I will keep playing it to you from now on."
"……good."
The troll man was still sitting, his tall body like a thick rock, and he could touch the boy's forehead with his hand.
"Okay..." Lu Zhengkang repeated, gently and lowly.
…
Returning to the resting place of the wolves, Lu Zhengkang opened the envelope.
"Dear friend,
"Long time no see. This time I am writing to tell you good news. After receiving great favor, I am no longer the sad weakling who cannot fight back. Now I have begun to plan a counterattack and have found some capable assistants. I believe
Revenge will begin soon. Of course, I don't dare to disturb your life just because of this matter, but I still have some doubts that I want to get solved from you.
"Regarding that favor, I find it difficult to restrain an impulse, which is forcing me to commit unjust killings. I can still control it now, but I don't know when the beast in my heart will get out of control. Please help me, teach me
My way of controlling it.
"As for your living situation, I will be free to prepare a batch of supplies for you in a few months. If everything goes well, you will be able to get them before the sun is high and the moon is high. At that time, I will have a messenger send you a message,
You can just pick it up at the usual place."
Signed, a man with the flame of revenge burning in his heart.