Chapter 119 This day finally arrives
. Half a year has passed in a flash. In these six months, Bit City has undergone great changes, and the biggest change is the owner here, the Viscount!
Since the last Viscount was killed by the magician in a cruel way in public, Bit City has no master. Various forces are waiting for the scene. Everyone with some strength wants to become the new Viscount. , but from the moment Mr. Al entered Bit City, he has been the master here!
And the reason for all this is the Lord Magician. As long as he speaks, the entire Bit City has to listen carefully. Therefore, when Lord Al is about to become a Viscount, everyone else is like water without roots. Made a sound.
In the countryside, outside the hut, there are already people standing there. The third child, Angel, Angela, Al, and the housekeeper are all standing here. Their eyes are staring at the hut, and there is something unspeakable inside. Worry.
In the hut, Old Hank was already lying on the bed, with a smile on his face, but his life had come to an end.
Those years had done so much damage to his body that even though the Sith had used countless methods in the past six months, they could not keep Old Hank alive longer. Therefore, this day inevitably came.
Sith sat beside the bed, holding the hand of old Hank. It was this old man who found himself when his life was the most difficult and then raised him. It was also this old man who had no problem when the magician wanted to take him away. Hesitantly, he allowed himself to venture in casually, but he succeeded and came back. The old man was already dying.
Sith is already a magician and has lived for five hundred years. After half a year of life, his mental power has even reached the critical point again, and he already has the prototypes of several weapons. It is no exaggeration to say that, The Sith don't even know how strong they are now!
But these are of no use. The old man who is closest to him and cares about him the most is about to leave. No matter how long he lives or how strong he is, it will be of no use.
"Dad, I'm thinking now, if I hadn't followed the magician, you wouldn't be dead now." Sith said unconsciously, looking at Old Hank's wrinkled face.
Old Hank was already close to dying. Perhaps he heard Sith's words, or maybe he had a flashback, and he opened his eyes: "Sith, the most proud thing in my life is that I have a son like you. You have become Magician, this is what dad is most happy about. Don’t be sad. This is what dad and I have destined. Everyone will die. It’s the best outcome for me to live to this age and still see you.”
Sis quietly wiped away the tears that had flowed out and said with a smile: "Dad, there is still something wrong. Until now, I didn't let you see me marry a wife." Old Hank also forced a smile: "If I had known better, I would have done it earlier
. I've found one for you, oh, Sith, Sith..."
As he said Sith, Old Hank's voice slowly disappeared until there was no sound, and his hand held by the Sith, He also gradually lost his temperature and strength...
After a long time, Sis stood up, picked up Old Hank's body, walked quietly to the door, opened the door and walked out.
A group of people outside the door were still standing, but Sis didn't seem to see anyone. He just hugged Old Hank and walked towards the open space outside the village with his eyes straight.
The third child followed silently. He was a servant of Sith and the signer of the contract. Apart from him, no one else dared to follow.
In the open space outside the village, Sith waved his hand gently, and a large pit appeared in front of him. Then, various rare materials flew out from the space ring, and slowly formed a hole covered in pitch-black pavilion materials under the endless flames. , maybe because of the two worlds, this world does not have this custom of burial after death, but burns it with a fire, but Sith is different. He who comes from another world wants to let old Hank be buried. For peace.
After everything was done, Sith knelt in front of the tombstone and looked at the big words on the tombstone: Tomb of Father Hank, Sith stands! He just kept kneeling and watching, as if he wanted to remember all of this and burn it all into his mind.
Deep in the sea of consciousness, Xiao Wu watched all this on the island. For some reason, she suddenly felt the urge to cry. This feeling was as if her master had left her in that space.
The third child stood aside quietly, looking at Sith and his master, this powerful and mysterious but extremely cruel magician in the eyes of others, without saying a word. He knew that what needed to be done at this time was Stay with your master quietly.
Time is passing, and one night has passed in the blink of an eye. Sith is still kneeling there, still looking at the tombstone, and at this time, the first ray of sunlight in the morning shines on Sith's face.
At this moment, as if a certain quiet atmosphere was broken, Sith slowly raised his head and looked at the ray of sunshine, looking at the sun.
"Third brother, go back and tell them that we are leaving. I have to go back after being away for so long!" Sis stood up and ordered the third boy calmly.
The third child still didn't ask any more questions, nodded, turned around and left, leaving Sith still standing there.
"Dad, you said that what you are most proud of in your life is having a son like me. In fact, I am just an ordinary magician now. However, don't worry, dad, I will definitely make your pride worthy of the name!"
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Lord Draco's Mansion was still in the same room. Lord Draco stood in front of the window, looking at the sky outside the window. There had been no news from the magician for half a year, and he had spread the news for a long time. Every time A child from a noble family is preparing to make the Master Magician take notice of him, but this Master has not appeared for so long.
"My lord, if you don't come again, I won't be able to hold you back here. I have to give everyone an explanation." Earl Draco sighed.
At this moment, a clear voice sounded from outside the door: "Count Draco, don't think about it, I'm already here."
Huh? Count Draco was startled, and looked at the door with disbelief. There, the familiar magician slowly walked in with the three people behind him, still looking like that, but Count Draco felt that this There seems to be a slight difference in this adult...
What kind of difference it is, Count Draco feels that he cannot describe it. It is as if, as if, a person has suddenly become much more mature, and it seems that A person finally successfully integrated into this world...
In fact, Count Draco's guess was right. The death of old Hank finally allowed the Sith to finally successfully integrate into this world. If the previous Sith was only in this world If he was an empty shell, then now, his soul has finally become a member of the magician world.
I originally planned to skip this chapter because it is too plain, but when I think of our parents, I still want to write it. Friends, no matter how hard you work outside, you must remember to go home often and don’t wait until your children are ready to be raised. If you don't wait any longer, you will truly regret it for the rest of your life.
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