The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

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The ghoul Harrison was telling the skinny Colonel Ike at Benjamin's warehouse ... oh yes, it is no longer possible to say that he is a colonel, and the colonel is dead. In short, Harrison is telling Ike how to sleep comfortably on the haystack, Grande has no room, remember-

"Here, here is side by side, a little wider, okay. Well, you need an extra blanket, otherwise you will spend an hour taking a bath after getting up." Harrison looked at the person's thin body and reminded him conscience.

Ike ’s response, “Oh, I know how to sleep on the haystack, and I ’ve slept worse. Wet grass, you know, grows in the soil, green, and hides all kinds of insects. , By the way it rained ... "

"Uh ... military life? Are you a colonel, right?"

"The former colonel, the former soldier, I stayed where you could not imagine, young man."

Harrison blinked, young man, calling himself? "Have you ever slept underground?" Harrison looked at each other, stomping his feet, and looked seriously. "Underground, two meters."

Ike stopped his movements, looked at Harrison, and paused for a while, "You are not human, right."

"No."

"Hey." Ike actually sighed and continued his hand movements. He was putting on a pillow. "I don't know what to expect. Speaking of it, am I the only human here?"

"Old Hank." Harrison pouted and continued to help spread the sheets, they would be bed partners.

"Oh." Ike was indifferently interested. "What's the situation with him? Is it the owner of the previous generation of this funeral home. For that, uh, you know, do you have any opinions about vampires and werewolves?"

"Old Hank, is the original owner. There are only two old men, which is easier to occupy? Identity forgery ... It is more convenient to do it. Er, I don't know very well." Harrison lowered his voice. . "I used to be an outsider, and I only recently counted as an insider. I know a little more about Grande, like this."

"I can hear you." Benjamin walked past without a squint in a towel. Go out the west side of the warehouse, wash time.

It wasn't until the depth of the water in the open-air bathroom on the west side continued that the conversation here continued, and it was enough to deceive oneself.

Fortunately, the content of the dialogue is no longer too suspicious of Gossip Grande.

"What are you?" Ike tilted his head. "Do you know that when we came back in the afternoon, I was sitting in the same car with an angel? Angel." His hand was raised, shaking his head, and the ghost knew what he was expressing, "So don't worry about my acceptance Tell me. "

"Oh, ghoul."

"what?"

"Eating, corpse, ghost."

Breathe gently and slowly, "I hear clearly. It's just, er, can I literally understand this, um, name."

"Yes." Harrison nodded, not knowing what he thought of, and pursed his lips.

"You mean, um, yes, eat. The corpse." Ike looked at Harrison and put down the pillow in his hand, subconsciously separated from Harrison.

"That's what it means." Harrison didn't seem to notice Ike's eyes, and he should have thought of something. Being distracted, his eyes were unfocused in a certain direction.

Quiet briefly.

"Oh." Ike suddenly smiled, pushing the pillow where it should be. "Nothing special."

"Ah?" Harrison's eyes looked at Ike with doubt, but he still didn't focus. "What are you talking about?" This is an instinctive question.

"Oh. Who isn't. I mean eating corpses, which is similar to human beings, huh, huh, what we eat is alive." A little bit of auxiliary words said that Ike, who could say these, was still somewhat reluctant.

But if you say so, it seems right ...

"Plants." Harrison focused and stared at Ike. "I don't eat fruits or vegetables. When you eat these, they are still alive."

Sure enough, Ike's fingers tugged at the corner of the pillow and pulled away silently.

Understand Ike's state of mind. He is going to sleep here and share the same ceiling with this guy on the opposite side. If he can, he really hopes that the dialogue will continue in a friendly and pleasant way.

This time, Harrison suddenly smiled, extended his hands while looking at Ike with the corner of his eyes, and pressed Ike's stiff shoulder. "Thank you, Ike."

"Thank you?" Ike asked, grudgingly.

"I remember." Harrison's hand shook Ike's shoulder, the starlight in the ghoul's eyes, er, this is just a metaphor, "I think of how my girlfriend knows her identity."

Emilia?

"You have a girlfriend?" The stiffness was gone, and Ike was really puzzled.

"Yeah. Haha!" Harrison let go of Ike, shaking his arms with pleasure, "She is a doctor, a psychologist."

"Humans?" Ike kept digressing, or, focused on the key points.

"Yeah! Ha!" Harrison began to circle around in situ, quietly in his own joy, "I just remembered, just like before, she asked me whether I should understand it literally, I said yes And then she explained like you. "Harrison clapped her hands and was really happy." Then I said the plants too. Hahaha, I remember! "

Ike doesn't seem to know how to react to the situation at hand, congratulations? Do not.

"Uh, then, your friend, how do you respond to saying that the plant is alive?" Ike needs to know that as a human who has eaten half the life of the plant, he needs to know!

Harrison ’s eyes were bright, looking at Ike, "She said, 'Very well, if you insist on breaking up with me, I will not only accept the blow of my ex boyfriend because I am a human being, I still have to live in the second half with the guilt of seeing fruits and vegetables' eaten '. Very good, Harrison, very good.' "

Don't sigh the way the psychologist speaks, that's not the point.

"Oh!" Ike opened his mouth. "You were breaking up." The point was captured.

"Yeah." For a guy who recalled the scene of almost breaking up, Harrison was too happy. "Oh, but of course it didn't work. I, oh, how can I have the heart to let her be hit again, and feel Guilty, hehe. "

"Wait." Ike frowned, shook his head, and waved his hand. "You said you remembered. Have you forgotten your girlfriend ?!"

"Oh, huh, yeah. Forget." Harrison returned to the job of making the bed. "But don't blame me. Hey, I died once."

"Uh, I died once. This is grace, ghouls often, often ..." Regular activities? Ike probably wanted to express this. its stuck.

"No." Harrison smiled at Ike. "I was dead, buried, and Zac was resurrected ... Accurately, Mo resurrected me, huh. Don't ask me for details, I don't remember . "

"Hehe." There was no reluctance this time, and he smiled naturally. Ike glanced at Harrison. "It seems that we are a bit similar. We are all people who have died once. It's just that I remember very clearly. Thing. "

"Colonel? Ha? Ha ha."

"Yeah, Colonel ..."

Meng's friendship was interrupted, and golden to white light enveloped Grande. Harrison hurried to the door of the warehouse, beckoning Ike who could not accept the vision, "Hey, hey! The angel with you came this afternoon, and the saints came!"

Of course, the first to come to Harrison was the wet Alfa Benjamin who appeared with a bang, and also grabbed the foam on his head to add. "Thomas is here, too." Saint Cici and the "home" were all here.

"Thomas?" Harris asked instinctively.

Benjamin glanced at Harrison, "The vampire family who died with you, Thomas."

Harrison flinched back, looking at Benjamin in a confused manner.

Benjamin shook his head. Received it.

When he turned around, he pulled the sheets of a person and a ghost for a long time, wiped the water stains on his body, jumped on the second floor, and jumped out of his life tooling for a moment.

The haystack bed in the warehouse is going to be rearranged. No one wants to see it. Okay, follow Benjamin to the office.

"... Thanks for not having to ..." When Benjamin pushed open the door, Zack at the desk glanced and patted the chair beside him, beckoning Benjamin to sit over.

Wait, there is a chair next to Zac!

Zac stood up, ignoring Benjamin's continually squeezed eyebrows, "I'll come and see", and pulled his office chair to the side to make room for Benjamin.

Benjamin sat down with Zac on his lips, Grande ’s brother was on the desk, looking at the desk, one (Saint Cici), two (Thomas Gangro), three (Angel Card) Mill), four (as light as a smoky wizard's undead wrath), six or seven ** (four little Gangaros, bats).

So crowded.

"It's just the way." Sit down and continue. Zac smiled at Camille, even though he didn't have a container, he still occupied a seat. "It's really not necessary, uh, come here so grandly."

"Torido." Sissy, still a wayward girl who takes herself as a character too much, "When I say thank you, you should accept it sincerely. You have to understand that I don't say these two words often. "

"Then I am very sincere." Zac picked up the glass and was met with a white eye from Benjamin. "It's really just a way down."

"You ..." was interrupted, and Sissi was interrupted by herself.

Camille was calm, just as he talked to Zac in the afternoon, and said, "It's not about me, Torrido, we are here to thank other things." White misty hands gestured to Thomas. This angel, it seems like a good guy, know to let the real 'protagonist' speak.

"Zac. Thank you." Thomas was much more direct and looked at the four free-dancing bats behind him. "They told us about fighting the club's remnants. Thank you for saving them." Frowning, glancing sideways. Sissi, who turned her head, "cleared those guys too."

Zac swayed the glass and remained silent for a while, mainly observing Camille's expression. Our vampires want to know, what kind of emotions angels know that the spokesperson chosen by heaven to do this kind of thing. But the other party did n’t know that the rank problem was still not related to the container. His face was always surrounded by white fog, and he could n’t see it. “Still, no need to say thank you. You ca n’t expect me to see that my fellow clan will die, but inaction. In addition. It ’s impossible for me to ignore the fact that the club ’s remnant party created an attack in Barton. ”

Thomas nodded with a thankful look. He seemed to have nothing to say, and his eyes signaled to the smoky waves like Qingyan. Uh, are these guys going to take turns talking?

But before rushing, "The ghoul who killed your family 13 is here, do you have anything to say."-The reason why Benjamin came here. After asking first, Benjamin will be able to stay in a conversation with Zac later.

"Oh." The gesture handed to Nu Tao was withdrawn, and Thomas looked at Benjamin. "I know, Harrison is right, you resurrect him." A bat flew behind him. "They told me, when they rescued them, He helped. "Indeed, Harrison was discussing life with Zac in the basement at that time, and suddenly, he took his hand and didn't have much time to think about it.

"Fortunately, he can at least be resurrected. 13 ..." The vampire's dead face appeared, a handful of dust scattered by the wind, "It doesn't matter, he can rest assured that we won't entangle him."

After the task was completed, Benjamin nodded, and did not lift it up, playing with his fingers against the back of the chair.

"I ..." It seemed like a voice from a distant place, "Qing Yan" stared at the disaster that turned him into this look-vampire, remember? Raging Wave was killed by Zac, and he had no time to destroy the soul of the goods. Instead, he was forced to push Seth back to **** ('Colt' incident, rescue), "Need, help."

He seemed, not seemed, to be very weak.

"My soul is collapsing." The smoky waves stared at the bottom of Zac's raised cup. "John's remake of Papa's midnight witchcraft is out of my ability. Forcibly use it, I ..."

The words were robbed, by her own, Sissi, "It's a miracle that we can reach Barton." She was probably angry. "I have never been so shameful in my life. I was rescued by several policemen ..."

This model is endless-being robbed, yourself.

Camille looked at Zac, "I tried it, I can't restore the soul of the raging wave, which is strange, the soul belongs to heaven, but I can't recall it." The raging wave is the dead spirit, the dead spirit belonging to heaven, and Jackson It ’s different from hell. "The only reason I can think of is because he is a wizard, he does n’t really believe in the Lord, and his instinct is resisting. So we ..."

Camille glanced at Sissi, who turned her head again, looked back at Zac, and continued quietly, "I ..." changed his personal name, "I hope you can help the raging waves recover. Perhaps strange, the raging wizards are now me Partner, I do n’t want him to disappear. "

"I'm not a wizard." Zac looked at Camille and responded seriously, "I'm a vampire, how can I help the soul?" Zac shook his head and said his proposal, "You should go to Sibella, Cici The relationship with Spira is not bad. "The unfolding of the witchcraft enchantment in the North and South Districts has the credit of Sissi." Sibra should not refuse ... "

"She has refused." The person at the desk finally interrupted the person opposite, and Camille lowered his head. "I have heard about the border between the north and the south, but that was when Sissi had not gone to the Republic. The transaction with Spira. Things have changed. In the Republic, they have ... discord. "The calm tone was helpless.

Yeah, Zac remembered it. Before everyone returned to Patton, Kim made a phone call across the ocean-who did it call?

"Are you stupid!" Sissi pulled her clothes tightly. "If you find Sibella useful, we don't have to be thrown away from the beginning, we want to cast a return witchcraft!"

Oh, it turns out that they were left behind when they came back late.

Looking at Sissy's expression, Zac wanted to laugh. (To be continued.)