Chapter 3170 The Final Storm (One Hundred and Twelve)
Chapter 3170 The Final Storm (One Hundred and Twelve)
At a certain moment, somewhere in the big hollow, in a scene that simulated a Khajiit village.
"Really," Mutt drank the drink in the cup in one gulp and sighed: "How excessive was this guy at that time? Do you know? What does it mean [you go first, I'll be fine]", what?
It's called [I want to protect you, even with my life]. It's so shameless! You don't even consider other people's thoughts..."
This kid is talking nonsense when he is drunk.
"Isn't he drinking soy milk, meow?" Albert looked at Gusta with a slightly depressed look, and asked, "Why can meow get drunk after drinking soy milk?"
"What he drank was indeed soy milk." Gusta took a bite of the dried meat on the plate, "I guess he didn't mix beer into it, right? This shouldn't make people drunk."
"But..." Albert looked at Mutt, who was blushing and in a dazed state.
He was obviously drunk. Either he drank too much soy milk, his breathing was too rapid, and he was in a drunken-like state caused by alkalosis in his body; or it was just that Mutter was hypnotizing himself and thought he was drunk. These are not important.
In short, he was drunk. When he was drunk, he was talking nonsense and venting his frustration, like a young fool with no time to spare, and like a middle-aged uncle who has seen through everything.
"Hey hey hey," Mutt continued to drink soy milk while eating: "Anyway... I don't care, you are going to die on your own, and I can't care... And why should I care... I'm not you
Who..."
Although it is nonsense, it is completely complaining about Albert. And he is complaining directly in front of Albert, as if Tiger is not present.
A drop of sweat broke out on Albert's forehead: "That's enough, that's enough, don't drink any more. Drinking too much will hurt your body, so you'd better go back and rest."
"I'm not drunk." Mutt continued to drink, but he quickly snatched a can of beer from the table and drank it. He poured it into his stomach without the other two having time to stop him.
"Oh, I don't care." Albert covered his head.
"Huh? This soy milk tastes bad. Has it gone bad? It tastes bitter." The cat boy didn't even realize that what he drank was beer. How blind do you have to be to regard the golden and transparent beer as beer?
White opaque soy milk?
"That's it," Albert felt that he still had to control this wayward kitten before things got out of control, so he picked up Mutt and said, "The party is over, let's go back to the room to rest."
"No! I can still drink..." Mutt also tried to reach for the drink on the table.
"No drinking, please leave." Albert simply picked up Mutt and walked to the room.
"You go ahead, I'll clean up here." Gusta cleaned up the scattered table: "Uncle, I'm very open-minded. No matter what you do tonight, I won't ask anything about it."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Albert said with a blush, and took Mutt away.
"Hmm..." In the room, the cat boy was placed on the bed, looking half drunk and half awake, humming.
And Albert naturally sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed Mutt's head.
"Don't touch me, let me sleep for a while..." the kitten turned around and complained.
"Mutt," Albert asked in a low voice after being silent for a long time: "Tonight is the last night. We may not have this opportunity to talk to each other in the same room in the future. Do you... want... to be a cat?"
"What the hell are you talking about..."
"You know what I mean. It's really hard for you to stay by my side and help me all this time. I can't do anything for you, but at least, on this last night——"
"Why do you have to force yourself when you obviously don't want to." The cat boy whispered: "I know very well... what you like is that woman. No matter what I do, I can't occupy any position in your heart. I can't...
…Change your mind. But it doesn’t matter. I know this is the case, but I’m still by your side. From the beginning, I never thought of asking for anything in return.”
Just being able to stay here is enough. Just being able to stay with him makes me feel happy. Like an idiot.
"Despite this," Albert asked boldly, "you still...want it, right?"
It was Mutt's turn to be silent for a long time.
"Yeah... I want it," he replied in a low voice.
"So?" Albert put his hand on Mutt's shoulder.
"But as expected, I can't have it." The cat boy gently pushed Albert's hand away.
"Why meow? Isn't this what you want meow?"
"No..." His body trembled: "If I say yes now, it feels like I'm blackmailing you. It's not me you like. If you force yourself and do things you don't want to do, then you will no longer be me.
The you I know. So... it really doesn't work. Please stay the same you from now on, the you who is stubborn but doesn't know how to give up, stubborn but tenacious, rude but considerate... the you that I like. Please.
Don’t change because of me."
He was crying silently. Although Albert couldn't see it from this angle, he knew that Mutt was crying.
"I understand." So the tiger agreed: "If this is your request, I will carry it out to the end. Have a good rest, Mutt. It will still grow tomorrow."
"Yeah." When Albert covered him with a quilt and stroked his head to coax him to sleep, Mutt clenched his fists in remorse.
"It's just," Albert walked out a few steps and suddenly said: "In this different world where the flow of time has no meaning, how long have you been by my side? Two years? Five years?...I didn't count carefully.
Yes, but it must have been quite a long time.
You have always been with me, but I never dared to ask this question. Because I am selfish and cowardly. I was afraid that if I asked and you answered, I would have to respond to you. I was afraid that my answer would hurt someone.
You, no matter how I answer, I am afraid that I am not the kind of person you imagined and cannot meet your expectations. This is also me. You may not know, the timid and despicable me.
...But I know I can't keep you waiting. So at this last moment, I asked. I also expect you to not ask for anything from me, but just give silently. But, is this really good?
If you are an adult, you will definitely choose more rationally, knowing what you can and cannot do. You will know how to give up and retreat when faced with difficulties. But in my eyes, you are just a child. And children...should...
Be more loyal to yourself, be more willful, and make choices only for the pursuit of happiness."
Mutt clenched his fists.
Albert took a few more steps outside: "You... you are obviously a child, you shouldn't pretend to be an adult. If you have never even pursued happiness, pretend to be an adult and constantly restrain yourself, give up the rights exclusive to children, and become
Arbitrary rights...that would be too sad."
So Mutt climbed up from the bed, rushed over, cried, and hugged Tiger's waist from behind: "I'm sorry... I really did..."
"It's okay." Albert replied: "That's good. This way...it looks like you."
He turned around and hugged Mutt: "Leave everything to me."
I don't know how long has passed.
"That stupid cat doesn't know when to stop meowing..." Albert rubbed his sore waist and walked to the bathtub. He didn't care about anything anymore. He quickly took off his clothes and jumped into the pool to soak in hope.
Hot water can relieve his fatigue.
After he calmed down both physically and mentally, he suddenly said, "Are you there? Come out, there's no need to hide."
"Huh." A black shadow walked out of the darkness, the black shadow that represented the abyss.
Although not as bright and dark as Mutt, part of Albert's body is still connected to the abyss crystal boundary, so he is actually half an abyss creature and can sense the existence of other abyss. He has been vaguely aware of it since just now
It was a strange feeling to feel that someone was watching him nearby, as if the hair tubes on his body wanted to stand up, but they didn't actually stand up.
"What do you want to tell me?" Albert asked.
"No." The black shadow representing the abyss said: "I am just observing you under my master's order. There is not much time left, and we are more concerned about whether you can win this duel."
"Ha, it seems that your abyss values me more than the ancient people, meow." Albert smiled.
"Of course." The black shadow representing the abyss said: "Your body is directly connected to the [Gate of Truth], which is a shortcut to get there. And the sacrifice promised by the people of Namulus, although it will give time to the abyss,
The world has provided a large number of research objects, but no one can guarantee whether those research objects can help us reach [the truth]."
"So I don't understand even more," Albert continued: "Since that cat values me, why don't you just make a deal with me? Why does the cat let me duel with the ancients to decide the outcome, and then
Only then do you choose your trading partners?"
"That's not how we operate."
"Ha, because you insist on trustworthiness and cannot break promises? Don't make me laugh." Albert snorted.
The dark shadow representing the abyss fell into silence.
"Can we win?" The shadow asked again after a long time.
"Perhaps." The tiger man replied ambiguously: "If I fail, you will just go back and make a deal with the ancient gods and humans, and you will have nothing to lose."
The other party continued to be silent.
"Since you refuse to leave, let me ask you another question." Albert asked again: "Is your master here listening to our conversation?"
"No." The shadow of the tiger man replied: "This is a different space sandwiched between the real world and the abyss time, but this is not the abyss time. The master of the time cannot interfere here. Even he is not omnipotent.
."
"I think so." Tiger turned around and looked directly at the dark figure: "That means I can talk to you normally, right, brother?"
The dark figure representing the abyss fell into an unprecedented long silence. Albert did not speak, waiting for the other party's reply.
"Why did you notice it?" Black Shadow finally asked.
"It's simple, because this village of the Fang Clan was copied from memory. But it's not my memory." Albert leaned his back on the edge of the bathing pool and knocked the bricks on the side of the pool with his hand:
"I have heard from my brother before that there is this bathing pool in the village. Then the monster once broke into the village, and the adults led the monster into the pool and killed it. However, the blood of the monster polluted the spring, causing the spring to carry a trace of blood all the time.
There is an unknown smell of blood. The pool has been abandoned since that time. That happened before I was born, which means that this pool is not in my memory.
That's strange. If this village was shaped according to my memory, why would Meow create something that doesn't even exist in my memory?
The answer is simple. Because it is based on the memory of another tiger man who once lived in the same village, and that person had an intersection with me.
In the backyard of my hometown, there is a small corner of the wall that was damaged by my naughtiness when I was a child. In order to prevent me from being scolded by my father, my brother cleverly repaired it and hid it with saplings. This secret should only be known to us two brothers.
I have no more evidence, but all known evidence points to you.
When all other possibilities are eliminated and only one remains, no matter how incredible it is, that is the truth.
——This fake village is shaped by your memory, right, Robert?"