Son of the Olden Days

At the bottom of the well, beside the fire.

The crackling burning wood brought enough heat, and a fish pierced by a tree stick gradually turned golden when it turned from time to time, emitting a seductive fragrance.

Saul and Shuggs sat opposite each other across the fire, sometimes toasting together.

The inferior ale in the glass was a harvest brought back from a search by Schugs, some choking, and the taste is not even comparable to the cheap fruit wine that is extremely popular among the poor.

Saul actually doesn't like drinking. He doesn't like the drowsiness after drinking. He even scoffs at the drunkards' behavior of evading reality through this kind of drink.

Regardless of pain or despair, Saul believes that they should be awake to bear. Either you can't stand the pressure and collapse yourself, or you're torn and transformed in suffering, struggling to rise up.

Only by recognizing the coldness and cruelty of this world with your own eyes can you be qualified to talk about living and living better.

But in this bad weather, personal likes and dislikes are obviously irrelevant. Drinking to keep out the cold is the first choice.

As Saul expected, as soon as he returned to the bottom of the well, Shuggs eagerly started lobbying. The focus of the topic is nothing more than persuading Saul to help the sisters together, and the conversation style adheres to his usual set of crooked theories.

Saul flipped the grilled fish from time to time, silently listening to Shuggs talking nonsense with his hands and feet there.

Shuggs emphasized that every orphan has his own way of doing things, but every orphan should have his own perseverance. Since he has promised Cowell to give a helping hand, then he should fulfill the agreement.

It's just that when it comes to the back, he couldn't make up himself even if he was as arrogant as Shuggs, and fell into silence in a serendipitous manner.

After all, he and Saul are very clear in their hearts that betraying anyone anytime and anywhere without any burden is the first lesson that every orphan who lives alone in the world must learn in his own miserable life. The so-called compliance with the agreement is just a lesson. That's a joke.

In the silent gap, looking at Sol's unchanging stone-like face on the opposite side of the fire, Shuggs was a little surprised. He felt that the possibility of persuading Sol was not great.

Recalling the tired eyes of Cowell looking at him in the snow in the sky, Shuggs finally threw a dead branch into the fire, ending the unsatisfactory conversation, in his tone It reveals an alternative firmness.

"At my age, the fierce feelings in my heart are like a volcano about to erupt, ready to erupt at any time. It is absolutely impossible for me to watch the vivid beauty fade away. In short, that's it."

volcanic? Eruption?

Thor clenched his teeth, his face was blue and trembling, and it took great perseverance to hold back his smile before spraying the ale in his mouth onto the head of Shugus, who was bowing his head and fiddled with the fire. His pretending seriousness almost fell short.

The matter of helping the two sisters Cowell had actually been settled in Thor's heart last night.

It's just that he really wanted to hear how Shuggs would use his twisted theory to obscure the essence of things. After all, this was a rare pleasure in the entire winter.

Unexpectedly, this guy seemed to have the potential to become a poet, which shocked Thor very much.

Raising his hand and spreading it out to his side, Saul tilted his chin toward the few food piled in the corner.

"All the stock is here, as you wish."

"You agree?" Shuggs suddenly raised his head and his eyes burst with joy.

"When I meet a stubborn freak like you, is there any difference between disagreeing?" Sol pretended to squint at Shuggs, with a joking smile on his mouth.

"You guy, I know you are not the kind of unkind beast." Shuggs raised his hand over the fire and hammered him on Thor's arm.

"..." The beast? Saul rolled his eyes silently.

It was as if the haze above his head was suddenly lifted, and Shuggs, who was still sluggish just now, was instantly full of vitality, eagerly pouring out the plan he had already thought in his heart.

Shuggs was going to bring the sisters to the bottom of the well to live together, and then hand over the responsibility of fishing in the puddles to them, while he and Thor continued to go out to search for food, increasing the scope and intensity of the search.

He also said that men should face more risks and take greater responsibilities, and asserted how beautiful four people will be living together...

Staring at the chattering Shuggs, Saul suddenly became a little envious.

Being able to recognize something and be fanatical about it in this invisible darkness is also a kind of happiness.

After taking half of the grilled fish in Saul's hand, Shuggs clapped his hands and stood up excitedly, apparently ready to go to the sisters to deliver the good news for the first time.

When Shuggs' figure was about to disappear in the corner of the exit, Thor's voice came again.

"On the Thieves Guild, don't make any more attempts. God's hand will not be on your shoulder forever. No matter how difficult it is, let's think of a solution together."

The figure of Shuggs paused, and the long-forgotten warmth appeared in his heart, but in the end he just waved his hand in the air without turning his head back, leaving Saul with a back that he thought to be chic.

Some people are very timid and used to hide behind secrets and humor, fearing that others will see through them at first glance.

There are various faces in this world.

Cynicism is the mask of Shuggs.

As for when he wore this mask, Shuggs had forgotten.

Back to the ground, the brisk expression on Shuggs's face instantly became solemn.

He knew in his heart that the food shortage situation was almost unsolvable, but he was using reason and persistence to fight against the predicament, and he habitually hid everything behind his own mask.

In the current difficult period, I still need to separate food to take care of the sisters. This is no different from dragging Sol to die together, but I can't imagine that the guy will agree to his willful request, which makes Shuggs' heart full of guilt.

The good news is that Thor is a good guy after all.

From the initial enemy, to the purpose of holding each other for temptation and use, and now they are quite dependent on each other, Shuggs classified Saul as his own.

It is not easy to find a person in the special group of orphans, which is sensitive and hostile to everything.

Perhaps the biggest reason their relationship has improved is that he and Saul are truly alone with each other.

Sol's loneliness has always been alone. And the loneliness of Shuggs is that the more you are in the crowd, the more lonely you are.

I can't drag Saul anymore, I have to do something, Shuggs said to himself.

Shuggs had tossed and turned when he slept with Cowell last night, and he secretly determined that as long as he convinced Sol to help the sisters today, he would do a big deal.

So even though Saul had solemnly instructed him to stop, his determination had not changed.

As for why he stubbornly wanted to help the sisters and why he cared so much about Cowell, Shuggs himself couldn't explain why.

Or, it's not unclear.

It's just that orphans' awkward personality makes them never take the initiative to admit those positive emotions, such as friends, feelings, or kindness to help others.

Because those who are contrary to their orphan creed, they must stay away, otherwise it will make them vulnerable and make their already gloomy life even more uncomfortable.

And if these are aside, this question naturally has no answer.

There are still skeletons wandering in the cemetery.

A skeleton covered in snow just walked to Shuggs's side and stopped. It lowered its head slightly, and its two hollow eye sockets stared at a certain tombstone on the ground and fell into contemplation. It seemed that even the cold winter could not stop it from unfolding for life. thinking.

Shuggs tilted his head and glanced at it, subconsciously following it towards the tombstone on the ground.

It was a newly erected grave, with a simple line of small characters on the tombstone.

"Jenny, Jack's wife, died of the plague, but Jack has already taken my heart away."

Shuggs knew some words, not because he was interested in the words themselves, but he thought that since he aspires to be an excellent thieves, he must distance himself from the stupid country thieves in the guild in various fields.

Staring at the small print on the tombstone, a hint of doubt arose in Shuggs's heart.

He frowned and walked a few steps, and finally found another old tomb buried mostly in snow in the corner of the cemetery.

The surface of the stele was already full of cracks because it could not bear the footsteps of the years. Some rotten leaves and dry vines were stuck in the cracks, and there was also a line of small characters on it.

"Jack is asleep here and died of the cold. In addition, flowers are not accepted unless they are from my wife Jenny."

Shuggs laughed silently, not knowing what he was laughing at, but remembered Cowell's eyes in the wind and snow again.

In fact, Shuggs had encountered Cowell more than once before. At first, he didn't know the other party's name. He was just a qualified hunter in the dark, far behind him.

Silently watched her carefully search and groping in the dark, watched her slip and fall in the snow, watched her curled up hair fall down because of climbing and sway around her waist.

Sometimes, Shuggs would approach quietly, feeling her breath through a door.

Shuggs himself couldn't tell. I don't know when, his original search range all over the town began to shrink inexplicably, always involuntarily spinning around the edge of the rich area.

Every time Shuggs meets her, her search will be more or less rewarding, and then she will wave her fists in the dark because of those little discoveries, and make cheers with a childlike low voice, but she will always I don't know that the scattered food was actually placed by Shuggs in advance.

She seems to be very shrewd, always walking and stopping on the way back, using some turns and acceleration to get rid of her imaginary enemies.

Although Shuggs knows where she lives, she doesn't often see her. Sometimes it's three or five days, sometimes it's hard to meet once a week, and sometimes it's another girl, maybe her sister.

The time, route, and probability of her going out are always difficult to grasp. Later, Shuggs finally made up his mind and made a chance encounter, thus knowing her name.

In order to get close to Cowell, the despicable excuse of exchanging food for his body was obviously not on the table, and Shuggs despised himself for this.

But he really didn't want to struggle anymore, his name as a thief was about to cry because of such indecision.

So Shuggs decided to go back to his usual style, just exchange, first turn her into my woman, and then give her life, that's it.

I don't know if she will hate me in the end.

Shuggs awkwardly and stubbornly set a goal for himself, and also planted hope in his sensitive heart.

He had never talked about this to anyone, including Thor. In his eyes, Thor's stone monster must have no idea about feelings.

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