Karuna wanted to unravel the oleander, but she found that the words she could say were all weak.
Unlike Luther, although she didn't know much about Luther's past in detail, she could guess the crux of Luther's past through Luther's behavior.
But Oleander is different, her illness is obvious.
Karuna knew what the crux was, but she couldn't think of a word to say.
She has never been betrayed, nor has she ever experienced such unforgettable pain.
"I really hate Luther."
Oleander was lying on the windowsill, not knowing where she was looking, her eyes a little blurry.
"Betrayed, abandoned, taken advantage of, a messy childhood, and a poor life experience. Such a person staggers out of the nursing home. No one thinks highly of him. Qi Lan, who once placed his feelings on him, only treats him as a tool."
"Then he met Lalulas, Shuttlecock Cotton, the Dream Demon...and Sirona, Mai, and you. You all favored him, and he became more and more confident because of you.
"
The evening breeze blew by, and Kalunai looked at Oleander's side face with a wry smile and sighed.
"Before eating, Luther told me a story. He said it was a story in a game, but I spent a long time and couldn't find the game. He was always like this, saying something weird and I didn't know
Words of origin.”
Oleander chuckled: "Is it the same as the change in his life after he fell into the water for no reason two months ago?"
Karunai didn't answer, just looked at Oleander, and continued: "He said the protagonist in this story is very similar to you."
Oleander was stunned for a moment.
"There is a group of knights in a distant country who are responsible for suppressing the abyss. Their mission is to prevent the monsters in the abyss from escaping. They are very powerful, but the abyss has its own methods. They choose to erode this group of knights."
Oleander slowly stood up straight and looked at Karuna blankly.
"The mission of the knights is to prevent the spread of the abyss, so the eroded companions are also their enemies. The leader who fights to the last man is no longer burdened with the mission of stopping the abyss, but with the will of all his companions who died in this war."
Oleander was silent for a long time, and suddenly tears welled up in her eyes.
"Luther said that in his eyes at that moment, you didn't look like a normal person, but like a madman...no different from Qilan."
"You hate Luther. You think he got rid of the shadow of the past because we helped him. But you never thought that it was him who killed his past cowardly self and chose to face a new life. What about you?
,Oleander?”
Oleander didn't answer.
"Don't dwell on the past. The knight in Luther's story has no way out, but you are different. Can you trust your companions in Interpol?"
Seeing that Oleander still had no intention of speaking, Kalunai sighed helplessly, turned and left.
When the door was opened, Oleander's voice sounded a little flinching.
"Does the promise you mentioned still...still count?"
"I will leave a good place for you, as long as you are willing to come."
Kalunai closed the door, and the sound of the door being locked made Oleander tremble.
Countless scenes emerged in Oleander's mind, and the fragmented life of the past few years was pieced together bit by bit by Oleander.
The resolute figure Dieffenbachia left to him hurt Oleander's heart.
"Let's wait until it's over... When it's over, I should be able to start a new life."
Not sure if it was to cheer herself up or if she really thought so, Oleander repeated in a low voice.
Luther and A'Du moved the deck chairs and chatted on the grass.
If the grass is not dry, they will choose to lie directly on the grass.
They said they were discussing feeding methods, but in fact they only talked for a while before the topic of Kalunai and Oleander inevitably came up between the two of them.
Both of them knew that Kalunai wanted to unlock the oleander, which sounded interesting. After all, the oleander was four years older than Kalunai, so it should be the other way around.
"Is the story you mentioned really the plot of the game? How come I haven't heard of this plot?"
A'Du tried his best to recall, but he couldn't think of a game that matched Luther's description. If there was, he should be a big seller and well-known.
Kuailong and Adu have a very high synchronization rate. Both of them are frowning, holding their chins, and thinking hard.
Luther held a spray and sprayed the good-smelling water mist on Larulus.
This is the elf perfume that Dr. Yamanashi gave to Luther. It is made directly from smelly flower saliva and tree fruits without adding any additives.
Larulas covered her face, and the spray was applied all over her body. Luther lifted her up, put it to his nose and smelled it hard. The fragrance was very light and fresh.
Larulas himself put his little hands on his face to feel the smell.
Marylou was acting strangely. She was drooling as she looked at Larulus.
Luther had a black hair. He knew what Marylou wanted to do, so he directly handed over a bottle of perfume and sprayed it on her body.
Sure enough, Marylou put her hand that was stained with perfume directly into her mouth and sucked it hard for a few times.
The saliva of the smelly flower is nectar, and the mixture of tree fruits is naturally edible. It is true that the perfume without additives can be eaten...but why do I just feel that something is wrong.
Marylou stretched out her hand to reach for the bottle of perfume. In Luther's helpless eyes, she took the perfume, opened the top lid with ease, and lifted the perfume...
Seeing Kuailong drooling too, Luther realized something was wrong.
"A'Du, your Kuailong also likes to drink perfume?"
"Ah? Perfume?" A'Du glanced at Marilu who was drinking boldly, and then at his own Kuailong who was drooling with ambergris.
After Marylou said "Ah" with satisfaction and took her mouth off the bottle, A'Du took the bottle.
"It tastes quite like a fragrant sports drink designed for elves. No wonder Kuailong likes it."
A'Du dipped his finger into a little "perfume" and tried it, and came to a conclusion.
"If you like a drink, take it."
Two bottles flew over, and Luther and A'Du reached out to catch them.
"Are you done talking?" A'Du opened the perfume and gave it to Kuailong.
Kalunai looked at Luther, and Adu patted Kuailong very understandingly and chose to leave.
Luther opened the perfume and gave it to Lalulas and Shuttlecock Mian, who were looking forward to it.
"Why lie for Oleander?"
Luther scratched his head, not knowing how to answer this question.
"After all, I am also responsible...If it weren't for the dragon's anger, Qi Lan would not have died."
"Are you pitying her?"
Luther knew he couldn't escape, so he nodded hesitantly.
"If you weren't there, you might not know. At that time, I thought she was the one who was going to die. She laughed and cried in the rain, shouting strange names one after another... I thought she was crazy, but she grabbed it with both hands.
In the mud, my whole body was tense and I was crying loudly."
When Kalunai heard Luther's words, she suddenly remembered the scene when she first met Oleander.
The brightly dressed and energetic Oleander discussed the topic of elf cultivation with her soon-to-be champion self.
How long has it been? It seems that Oleander has never worn those good-looking clothes in these years.
"So you remembered that story?"
"I just don't want to see Oleander become the kind of person with no way out. Although I hate what she did to me, it's hard for me to hate her. I can only say... I don't want to get along with her.
"
Kalunai patted Luther on the shoulder: "It's enough for you to understand her original intention. Let's talk about something else. I'm very interested in your story. Is there anything else more interesting?"
Kalunai naturally sat on Adu's lounge chair.
The story is not a problem. Just the historical stories that I know can be told every month. Karuna wants to hear it. It is naturally interesting for her to be the storyteller.
The storytelling session lasted until late, Sirona became the audience, Dr. Yamanashi and everyone at the institute lit a bonfire, and Adu also returned from a walk.
Luther had many stories, all bizarre and bizarre. I kept telling them all night, but there was nothing the same, which surprised everyone.
Sirona, who was looking up information while listening, found it difficult to understand because she could not find the source of these stories.
You said Luther made it up, that's a very good idea.
When everyone fell asleep with unfinished content, they were still thinking about how Luther's story was made up.
Early the next morning, before setting off for Miare, everyone returned to Pathé City.
After much deliberation, Luther decided it would be better to pick up Mai and say hello to Caizhong face to face.
Mai, who felt distressed that taking leave would reduce her salary, was told by Luther that Carunai would ask everyone to go shopping in Miare and buy, buy, buy.
Mai's eyes were clearly shining, but she kept saying that this was not good...
"Asking for leave again? The number of trainers who have come to see you has increased in the past two days. I will count you as absent from work and you will be fined."
Ignoring the second half of the sentence, Luther was very interested in the trainer and asked about it.
"Ever since you destroyed the challengers who came to kick the gym, Basil, who appeared with you, has won consecutive battles against others. Basil said that this was all the result of your teachings."
The vegetables were so sour that Basil, the boy, had been studying here for so long and had always been a dull gourd. Now that he had a voice, he was actually thinking about Luther.
Usually the trainee trainers would circle around me, but now they would always ask where is Luther?
I don’t know why, I originally wanted to see this situation, but the vegetables just feel so sour!!
Now Luther understood. Basil, who had been marginalized in various ways, suddenly exploded and slapped the face of the trainer who had previously excluded her and bullied her into a swollen face.
Naturally, these self-proclaimed trainers would not come to Luther to learn from him, but the trainee trainers watching the show would naturally be interested in Basil's changes.
"This way EMI Gym will become more popular, you should thank me."
"Okay, okay, thank you, Teacher Luther, have you eaten? Why don't you come in and have some breakfast..." Caizhong suddenly nodded hard on Luther's forehead, "Go to Miare!"