Chapter 173

Blacka didn't speak. He realized that he was anxious and lost his calm.

In fact, there is no need to worry at all. Isn’t it normal for this guy to know about Bai Ling? Besides her, there are really not many people who know that they are looking for Bai Ling. At least Noah is a businessman entrusted by him.

It's one of them. Not to mention those people who are involved in the entire process of collecting intelligence.

But what if you know?

He can't do anything. It will take him fifteen days at the earliest to get to the Black Forest. If these guys are hostile, a special expedition team will probably have arrived by then. He no longer has the ability given by the White Wolf. Now

He is really just a woodcutter.

But even if these guys really want to hurt Bai Ling, so what? Now the White Wolf is not in the seal. The god is there, and he will not allow anyone to hurt his family members. The cloth who has personally experienced the horror of the guardian

Laika knows very well that humans are really as weak as bugs in front of them.

In short - it has nothing to do with him. The moment he decided to follow Noah and leave the Black Forest, Bai Ling, the White Wolf, and even everything in the Black Forest had nothing to do with him. They will no longer intersect with each other.

, it’s so hard not to have any contact with each other.

"You are angry." Ji Wen said.

"I'm calmer now," Blacka said.

"No, you are still angry." Ji Wen insisted.

Blacka frowned, and Lan silently withdrew his sword. He realized that his nerves were too tense, and the dangerous aura that suddenly erupted just now had disappeared without a trace.

But neither Blacka nor Ji Wen paid much attention to this episode, but the showdown between Ailan and Lan had nothing to do with them.

"Maybe I am angry," Blacka said, "but so what? Can't I be angry?"

"You misunderstood me." She said: "But you should stay calm, you should know. Human beings are very fragile, and you may kill someone if you are not careful. That is very troublesome, even if you want to give

It will be very troublesome for you to prove your guilt."

"Does it mean it's troublesome?" Blacka was a little dissatisfied: "Can this be called justice?"

"The church does not uphold justice, we only uphold peace. As long as everyone is willing to take a step back to solve the problem, we will be happy." Ji Wen was silent for a long time, and then said: "Have you heard about Noah recently?"

"I haven't seen him for two years. The guy is now out at night. And he rarely travels far." Blacka realized something, and he asked a little uneasily: "As a vampire, has he caused trouble?

"

"There is this sign - because of him, a new vampire, or blood servant, appeared?" Ji Wen continued: "His blood is the medicine that turns people into monsters."

"What's the reason?"

"A kid was dying and he used some of his own blood to turn him into a monster. And he survived like that."

"It's exactly what he would do," Blacka said softly, not wanting to continue the topic because it would make people uncomfortable.

The goblin's warning echoed in his mind, saying that leaving the Vampires would be a disaster. It didn't matter who it was, because as long as they left the Black Forest and had extremely long lifespans, something similar to this would happen one day.

And when this scarlet curse spreads, completely unpredictable disasters will occur.

"Now Noah has been completely controlled by the church, with a dedicated action team. More than seventeen of his colleagues live in his so-called Noah territory - he cooperates very well and provides accommodation for the church's dispatches. So he should

I can't go out. If you are interested in finding it, you can come with us. The person I want to meet next is him." Ji Wen paused: "He entrusted that wine to others, and others entrusted it to me. It must be

Try it, it's good wine."

"I will." Blacka said. He looked at Ji Wen, hesitated for a while and then said: "Who among the people who came back from the Black Forest still has a peaceful life?"

"No."

"Not one?"

"Not one."

"For now, who has come back from the Black Forest and is doing pretty well?" He asked hesitantly, trying to find some comfort for himself.

"As far as I know, that's you." Ji Wen looked at Blacka and said, "You are the best person I have ever seen after coming back from the Black Forest, bar none."

Blacka was silent for a long time and sighed softly.

"Why?" He said softly: "It's obviously hard to come back from hell."

"Those who have been to hell can never leave hell." She used a strange expression. She looked at Blacka and said, "You should know the reason better than anyone else."

"Maybe," he said, "At least I slept well."

...

Ai Lan sighed softly and rested on the soft stuffed bear. But she was back. After all these things, she really missed her room.

The property that originally belonged to Noah was surprisingly large, perhaps because it was far away from the crowd and relatively cheap due to the inconvenience. But for Blacka and Alan, being far away from the crowd is definitely not a bad thing.

She yawned. It was already noon. After meeting with the priest at the Chamber of Commerce, they came back without staying longer. Blacka should be studying in the study room now, but in the end he still failed to go to school. Both students and teachers

He was afraid of him, so he had to hire a tutor to teach him to try.

The teacher comes every Tuesday and Saturday and assigns homework. Although he has not mentioned the consequences if he cannot complete it, Blacka still has not disobeyed once - he is amazingly obedient in some situations, at least not touching the red line.

It doesn't seem to matter what he does.

Ai Lan buried her head in the stuffed bear. She had just taken a bath and needed something to accompany her refreshing nap.

She also needed something to hold on to when she had nightmares.

After listening to the conversation between Blacka and Ji Wen, she realized that she was not being tortured. She didn't know since when, the arrival of night represented a nightmare. Alan even hated sleeping in a pitch-black environment after waking up.

The monsters in her dream made her panic.

She had seen those things, and every single one of them was disgusting. The memories of the past over and over again drove her crazy.

The reason why I was able to endure it was because of the blood of the black dragon. I was able to stay calm not because I had that kind of willpower. It was because my body would stay calm no matter what. It was such a weird characteristic. It obviously represented an angry god, but

But he won't lose his mind.

Alan was lying on the bed, thinking about Blacka's strange expression.

She also understood why the priest was so concerned about Blacka's condition. Anyone could tell that this guy wanted to return to the Black Forest. He was very uncomfortable living here. It was like a guy who had left his hometown and often thought about his hometown.

.He can avoid having nightmares because of the horror of the black forest, just because in his eyes, those are ordinary.

As for the strange things related to hell, that is normal for him. As for humans, he has no interest in it. No matter how he behaves, everyone can tell that he wants to return to Hell.

there.

As soon as Ailan closed her eyes, she suddenly heard the familiar sound of logging again.

What is Blacka doing now?

Ailan yawned and looked out the window at the guy standing alone in the snow.

There were piles of transported wood, and he was working, splitting the wood into firewood. In addition to being used as building materials, the trees here were also used as firewood.

There is no construction in winter, so if you want to sell it, you have to chop it into firewood. At first, Misha would talk to him a little, but now she understands that this guy can't seem to be quiet unless he chops something.

Shouldn't this guy be reading a book? Alan thought he was in the study just now, but he went to chop wood again without seeing him.

Maybe it was really hot like this, but this guy was still topless. The expensive dress had been taken off and handed over to Misha to take care of.

Looking at it this way, I discovered that there were quite a few scars on Blacka's upper body. It was not because of anything she encountered in the black forest, but because she was always hurt unintentionally after she came back.

His judgment of danger is very different from that of normal people, to the point where even if he reaches out to pick up something among the thorns, he won't feel any problem. When he took his hand back, it was covered with wounds and he didn't realize there was a problem until the wounds suppurated.

Once you react, it won't recover so quickly.

Without the blessing of the white wolf, scars would naturally remain, so his whole body was covered in scary-looking injuries due to such strange things.

He's a disturbing guy.

Ailan felt this way from the bottom of his heart. It was inexplicable. Even he began to feel that Blacka was a little far away from everyone. He was not close, and he did not yearn for it. It was like a guy who was pulled back from hell. He stopped being crazy.

After that, even living seemed to be a burden.

He suddenly stopped on the spot and turned to look at the wood piled next to him. He walked over and rummaged around for a while inexplicably. When he was moving the wood, he didn't even notice the dagger still stuck on it. So when it fell down, it was on his body.

A new opening was opened.

Blood was flowing down his back, but Blacka usually didn't notice his wound. He seemed to realize that there seemed to be something moving inside, and he grabbed the thing.

Ailan was stunned for a moment, looking at his raised hand, there was a big blue bird standing there. It was injured, and she could smell the bird's blood even from such a distance.

Blacka looked at this guy for a long time, then turned to look at Aylan by the window.

Although he has lost the ability to perceive, he can still detect other people's gazes? No, if that's the case, why didn't he notice that he was being paid too much attention when he was in the crowd?

What a weirdo.

"Do you want to raise birds?" Blacka suddenly shouted: "Which one do you want, broth or companions?"

"Snowbird doesn't taste good, does it?" Ailan said helplessly: "Do you want to take care of your own wounds too?"

Blacka was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that there was some pain on his body. He touched the blood dripping from his waist and looked at the redness on his hands.

"This will require a few stitches." He frowned and said, "I'm causing trouble to others again."

Blacka smashed the ax on the wooden pile and lifted up the tied wood with one hand. He was holding on to the injured guy who was flying around, as if he was planning to come back.

Maybe it's not time to sleep now.
To be continued...