Son of the Olden Days

Sol stood outside the vaulted gate of the monastery, looking up at this ancient building that I don’t know how many years it has stood for, and the door of the Virgin Mary’s cross that was full of time dust, I don’t know whether it was a symbol of salvation or a symbol of hope. It is inevitable that there will be complicated emotions.

He has left the monastery and lived alone in the small town for more than a year, but now he visits the old place again and still has not been able to escape the torrent of old things.

I have entered and exited this gate countless times, and I have stood up from a chair countless times, and followed the old deacon behind the reading table to recite the inexplicable syllables in the oracle. It seems that every place and every corner has its own Figure.

Looking back on it carefully, there are actually not many good memories here, and I have always wanted to escape here. But today, those cold, desperate, and difficult days have finally all passed away with the wind.

After all, people have feelings, even if you don’t get along well with people and things in a place, even if there is only decadence and gloom in this place, even if there is only sadness flowing here.

When you are leaving, you will still become a little bit reluctant because of long-term familiarity and habits.

Walking into the monastery, the busy orphans lifted up their skinny faces due to chronic malnutrition, and handed them curious eyes. After seeing Thor clearly wearing an adventurer's coat with a sword on his back, he bowed his head somewhat alertly, only a few active little guys were still watching with envy.

They wore thin linen clothes with shabby patches, and some new faces appeared in them, and there might be some people who remembered themselves.

In the end, Saul did not come forward to communicate with anyone, after all, everyone has their own way to go.

Straight through the ancient cloister familiar to the monastery, Sol first took a look under the dry well at the end of the cemetery in the backyard.

Three little devil heads are coming together to plot something in the well, two men and one woman, apparently using this dry well as their secret base. Seeing Thor's sudden appearance, the three little ghosts hurriedly hid something behind them.

Saul smiled slightly, and ignored them. When I became the guardian of the tomb, all my belongings were removed from here, but the memories left here cannot be taken away.

Turning his vision to look around, Saul's eyes were a little sorrowful and a little nostalgic. He seemed to have seen the famine winter when he was sitting next to the fire and telling stories with the sisters Shuggs and Irene.

In a blink of an eye, things are wrong.

Leaving the bottom of the well, Sol stepped on the ancient embroidered carpet on the promenade of the monastery, came to the door of Deacon Ogg's study, and knocked on the door. There was a quick answer from the room, and Thor pushed the door in.

Old Ogg sat behind the large desk, still looking like a stranger, with sunken eye sockets and hooked nose, but Saul no longer felt gloomy.

He knew that Old Oge was actually a good person. After all, he had studied the common language of the mainland here. Strictly speaking, Old Oge was still a tutor of his own, although it didn't last long.

Stepping forward, Sol put the wine and cooked food in his hand on the table.

Old Oger glanced across the desktop, seeming to think, or maybe guessing, the two thumbs of the hands held together on the desktop were turning around each other. This scene suddenly gave Sol a sense of overlap in time and space.

"Boy, what do you want from me?" Old Ogle smiled meaningfully.

Saul shook his head and told him about his upcoming journey.

"Is it an adventure again? Let's go, let's go, there is nothing to linger about in such a small place." Old Oug looked out of the window. In fact, it was dark outside, but different people might see different scenery when looking into the darkness.

also? Maybe the old Oger once gave away others like this? Also an adventurer? Sol guessed, spreading the food on the table one by one, and then filled the jar with wine.

Old Oge retracted his gaze and clinked glasses with Sol, then the two of them lowered their heads to eat and drink in silence, just like Sol's ordinary days when he was learning the lingua franca here.

When the alcohol was gone, Old Ogg pulled out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth and hands.

"There are a group of new nuns, two of them are pretty pleasing to the eye, do you want to see them?"

Saul was a little stunned, then smiled and shook his head. The old guy was still so sloppy.

"Why, haven't you passed the bar mitzvah too early? You think they are dirty?" Old Oge smiled playfully.

"When a person matures to a certain level, even if women strip naked in front of you, most of your eyes will bring a certain degree of scrutiny or appreciation instead of the impulse to pierce everything in your mind like a hairy boy." Sol did not There was such a sentence from beginning to end.

"Fuck off, brat, don't show off your experience with me, grow a little more hair, how can you know the fun of blasphemy." The corner of Old Oug's eyes twitched, and he waved angrily.

When Sol stood up, Old Ogg glanced at him one last time.

"Thank you for remembering this old thing like me. Don't throw away the lingua franca of the mainland. You should be a farewell when you go. Go, leave here and go farther and go higher." Old Oug said kindly Say.

Sol nodded, bowed deeply and bowed, then silently exited the room.

I went to the small auditorium and the sacred auditorium to look for it, and then went around the backyard again. Sol was a little puzzled, and then stopped a slightly beautiful lady sister and asked.

"You're looking for Daisy's younger brother, right?" The young lady kindly took Thor to the backyard to house the lodging area for priests and handymen, and then pointed to one of them.

"Is this the first time you have come to the monastery?" After pointing the way, the young lady suddenly asked.

"Uh... this, yes, I might embark on a pious path." Saul said perfunctorily.

"But, you look like this... it's hard to get close to the gods." The young lady looked up and down the adventurer outfit of Thor, and finally came to a conclusion.

"Look here, can you see it? I'm not an ordinary person." Saul smiled at the little sister, and then pointed to his own smile.

"What do you mean?" Miss sister was bluffed.

"My smile is unusual. Several girls have said that my smile can heal other people's hearts, soothe those frustrated souls, and guide them across the river of fear." Thor smiled brighter.

"Punch~ It's a smile... It's pretty good." The young lady covered her mouth and laughed, and the nun's headscarf shook.

"Well, remember that my name is Pamidor. If you come to the monastery next time, remember to find me. I know a quiet room, the environment is very good and very quiet, where we can pray together and bathe in the glory of the Lord God. "Miss sister looked at Saul.

Saul nodded solemnly, with an invisible expression on his face.

The young lady looked a little shy by Sol's stunned eyes, and finally left Sol with a nice little butt, and finally swayed away.

Why has there never been such a discussion about the gods before? Is it because you have grown up? Is it still not religious enough before? Well, life reflection is needed here. Saul turned around a little amused and pushed open the door in front of him.

The giant Bart sat quietly on his bed, like a thinker in the dark. Seeing Saul suddenly opened the door, he was stunned for a moment, and then immediately stood up the body of the giant, like a soldier undergoing inspection.

Although Bart looks like a strong giant from the outside, perhaps because of intellectual problems, coupled with unknown age, he has been wandering between the orphans and the adults.

I haven't come back for a year, and now I heard that Bart has become a handyman in the monastery. Sol thinks it's good, at least now Bart has his own rest time.

Moreover, Bart is said to be the bell ringer of the monastery. It is no wonder that Saul sometimes hears the early morning bells of the monastery in the cemetery hut, and the bells from earlier are almost inaudible.

After a brief chat with Bart, Sol left a small bag of coins, and did not mention the topic of what task. The story was originally intended to bring some inspiration to Bart, but now that I am leaving, the story is over.

When Sol got up to leave.

"Isn't I a great warrior Bondelton anymore when you are gone?" Bart's body was mostly hidden in the darkness, his mouth slumped, his voice a little disappointed and frustrated.

Sol sighed slightly.

"Yes, it won't be anymore, but in the future, you can be anyone." After patted Bart's sturdy arm, Saul turned and walked away.

As Thor left the monastery, a figure in a black robe followed. He lifted his hood and looked at the direction in which Thor was leaving, then turned and blended into the darkness.

The entrance to the Garfield family mansion.

Knowing that Saul had come to say goodbye, Reanna nodded slightly with a dazed expression. It's not because of how deep the friendship is with each other, but parting is not a pleasant thing after all.

With a slim short coat and light chestnut hair dangled, Reanna saw Sol in black at the door of her house.

"Are you going alone?" Reanna asked smoothly when Saul was about to embark on a journey.

Saul turned his head and looked at her strangely.

"Why? Does Miss Ruianna still want to elope with me? But unfortunately, there is already another girl in my team. I am afraid I can't afford two girls." Sol looked sad.

"Heh~!" Reanna was taken aback for a moment, watching Saul let out a chuckle, and then pouted the corners of her lips playfully.

"I always thought that you were a steady person, unlike those slick little ghosts. I didn't expect that in the final parting, I could see through the nature of your self-love." Reanna launched a counterattack to Saul.

"Unexpectedly, I pretended to be for many years, and I was finally seen through by you. Although you discovered the charm of my painstakingly concealed, it was too late and it was useless." Regarding Riana's teasing Saul didn't care, he knew the lady Far more naughty than on the surface.

"Will you go...will you come back?" Reanna looked at the street where there were not many pedestrians with her hands in her arms.

"Probably not." Suoer said.

Silent.

After a moment of silence, Saul pretended to be regretful and glanced at Ryana last, then pretending to be a gentleman, he held on to his chest and bowed slightly to conclude the goodbye.

"Don't miss me too much, which troubled times haven't parted." After two steps, Saul's voice came again, and Lurianna stomped there alone.

Gazing at the direction in which Saul had left, Rianna's expression was a little depressed. She suddenly remembered that Fiss had also left Gray Screen from that direction and returned to the new town, and then disappeared.

Just leave, you are free and easy.

Let's go, we're all gone, I'll be lonely in the future, Ryanna thought sadly.

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