Luther's cell phone rang suddenly. He thought who had sent him New Year's greetings and became confused as soon as he picked up the phone.
This is an unknown number.
After the call was connected, Luther said "hello" several times, but there was no sound coming from the other end. Just when he was about to hang up, a slightly aged voice sounded in his ears.
Luther was stunned. He looked back at the others who were still addicted to the battle. He got up and left on the pretext of answering a phone call.
Before leaving, he picked up a large bag of bread from the front desk of the gym and put a large handful of the fruit basket on the side into the bag.
After leaving the gym, he walked along the somewhat dim alley to the street. Under a lamppost, Hui Shi sat on the ground tiredly. He looked at Luther walking out of the alley and climbed up hard.
"Happy New Year, Luther."
Luther had mixed feelings in his heart, as his first New Year's greeting actually came from the early years of this old man's greeting.
Seeing Luther's hesitation, Gray Stone said: "The passerby who lent me the mobile phone to call has already left. At this time, the snow is so heavy, he must be in a hurry to go home."
The streets were deserted, and the New Year was about to arrive in three hours. Most people in the town were huddled at home preparing for the New Year.
"I'm not afraid of being implicated by you, I'm just...hey, forget it, you can eat something first."
Finding a place with leeward, Luther handed the bread and fruit he had brought out to Gray Stone.
Gray Stone tore into the bread very fiercely, one piece of bread disappeared after two mouthfuls, barely chewing it, and swallowed it in big gulps.
The elf he released looked no better. His eyes turned green when he saw the food. While eating his own food, he looked at Luther imploringly.
Luther felt heartbroken and panicked, so he talked to Hui Shi and went to a convenience store that was still open not far from the gym to buy some food.
Luther, who was carrying a bag of food, distributed the contents of the bag to the elves, then took out a bottle of water and handed it to Hui Shi, who was hammering his chest and trying to swallow the bread.
Luther had a lot to say and ask, but he didn't know how to speak.
He didn't know how Gray Stone spent the time when the snow fell and the weather was cold. Interpol and the alliance were intensely chasing him. He had no money to spend. Being able to survive to this day just wandering around in the wild was already a sign of his strength.
Stronger.
Hui Shi suddenly paused while biting the bread, and tears couldn't help but flow out.
Luther looked at Hui Shi in astonishment. A sixty-nine-year-old man who had been resolute all his life and had seen all the storms looked more like an aggrieved child at the moment.
Gray Shi, who was crying silently and with red eyes, looked at the elves who had been accompanying him and were about to eat themselves to death. He suppressed his voice and said, "Thank you for still being willing to see me."
Luther was very conflicted. Logically speaking, Gray Stone had been opposing Interpol and had continuously destroyed the contact points of the Interpol Security Department. He was a complete bad guy.
But Luther just found it strange that an old man who was about to step into the grave with one foot and was so stubborn that he had to climb ice and sleep in the snow to fight for a breath had any reason to retaliate against Interpol like this?
Just because Interpol asked him to retire?
Luther sighed: "I just instinctively felt that you wouldn't be that kind of person."
Hui Shi, who was huddled in the corner with his clothes tight, sighed and tied the bread bag in his hands tightly.
"Don't rely on instinct to make judgments in the future. Although I have indeed received favor from you, if the same situation occurs again, how can you determine whether he is an enemy or a friend?"
Heiluga only ate half full. Heiluga, who was also an old man, didn't have much appetite. After allaying his hunger, he stood up and rubbed Luther's leg hard.
Heiluga hadn't seen him for a long time, and the muscles on his body had sagged a lot. This was also related to the fact that Gray Stone couldn't feed them normally during this period.
An elf ball was thrown into Luther's hand by Gray Stone.
"Heiluga's Poké Ball." Gray Stone clenched his fist as he spoke, "I'm sorry for making your Heiluga's health worse, and I can't fulfill my promise to you. I have more important things to do.
things to do.”
Luther slapped Heiluga's head vigorously, and then put him into the elf ball.
"Why?"
Gray Stone looked at Luther, silent.
"Can you answer me? Why?" Luther couldn't help but raise his voice, "What happened to make things develop like this? If you have opinions about Oleander or Interpol, you can talk about it.
, why attack them?"
Gray Stone lowered his head, then raised it again after a long time: "I can't tell you, you shouldn't know... This is a kind of protection for you."
"Bullshit! Can't you find any excuse to justify your stupid behavior?"
Gray Stone's eyes were calm, and there was no emotion on his sharp-lined face.
"I will be seventy next year. At this age, if there is one thing that can make me impulsive, it is to hunt down those who commit vicious crimes against elves."
"Foolish move? Maybe, but I have the consciousness to pay the price for it." A soft smile appeared on Gray Stone's cold face, "Why do you think I want to be an Interpol?"
"Fifty-eight years ago, due to some things, various alliances in the region experienced turmoil."
"During that chaotic year and a half, due to the decline in control of the regional alliance, the poaching and indiscriminate hunting of elves reached its peak."
"My brother, a forest ranger, had the four elves he raised taken away. When the Alliance found them, they had turned into corpses. After my brother found out about this, he was confused and drunk all day long. Finally one day, he disappeared
.”
Gray Stone's tears welled up again: "Soon we found him, but it was just a corpse. He felt guilty, he was in pain, and he felt that it was his fault that all his elves left him, so he chose a path that could
Make it easy on yourself.”
"In order to protect the elves in the forest area from poaching, he and his elves worked tirelessly to protect the wild elves in the forest area. They ate and lived in the forest area. They warned of invading poachers and protected the wild elves in the forest area countless times.
"
"Don't they deserve a happy life?"
"Luther, do you believe that good things come to good people?"
Luther hesitated. He wanted to answer yes, but his previous experience prevented him from blurting out that sentence.
Killing people and setting fires with gold belts, repairing bridges and repairing roads but no remains. This is a very cold statement, with a chill in it, as if it encourages people not to do good deeds.
Staying alone is a survival instinct, but helping when you can is full of risks. This is the tragedy of the times.
But it shouldn't be like this. Good people should be rewarded. This is the truth of this world.
It is right to build bridges and mend roads with a gold belt, and it is right to kill people and set fires to death without a burial place. This is the right way!
"I believe it."
Luther replied forcefully.
A warm smile appeared on Gray Stone's old face: "The reason why people like us exist is to ensure that people like you can continue to believe."