Chapter 998: 998 Those who go our way, Part 38 - Those who seek battle, those who live quietly ① -

"Don't let that one get in the way"

When my mother told me all that, she told me that she was satisfied and that only a few servants and Shouk had nursed her to death. Shouk didn't know my mother's true state of mind, but he only knew that she probably would. Because even with all this treatment, Ziyuan, who was my mother, has never spoken of her dissatisfaction with Purity Bai Le. Shouk asked why, but my mother just smiled and returned it, saying nothing to me. However, I could only know that my mother was satisfied with the current situation and treatment.

So I was glad this was it, and Shouk was convincing himself. And at the same time, I was thinking about what I should do from now on. My father doesn't even speak to himself satisfactorily, but he has once been taught only one thing. Shouk has few memories of my father, but he still thinks that's the only treasure. Purity White Fun may be a horrible man, but I believe only those words were true.

A dog guard gently approached Shouk, who was by my mother's side thinking about such a thing, from outside the room. Of course, he was reluctant to talk to Shouk and killed the signs, but Shouk talked to the dog guard, who tried to put his hands on him without looking behind his back.

What can I do for you, dog guard?

The dog guard was sloppy. Because I didn't think it was the distance that Shouk would notice yet. Even O'Nzeble and La Millishire didn't notice, but Shouk noticed it lightly, making the dog guard's voice slightly higher.

"Ha. Young lady, what happened this time is hurtful..."

"Heartless mouth is good, just tell me the gist"

"Then excuse me. It is in the message of the Hall. When you leave funerals and everything else to the young lady."

"... when I leave anything to you, did your father say so?"

"Yes, indeed"

"I see."

Dogway can't ask for the look on Shouk's face in the back. Because I missed the opening. Dogway thought about how he would react, but after a while there was a quiet response from Shouk.

"Aye, okay. When I'm done, tell your father."

"Ha. Um, is that all?"

"What?"

"Don't complain as much as you complain at times like this, while you cross the line. Otherwise, I thought the young lady and his wife would be too pitiful."

As a dog guard, he was kind. He is a man who has forsaken his personal heart and emotions as the leader of a sneak that serves Puritanical White Fun, but he has known Shouk since he was born. The Dog Guard has seen all the treatment he has received. Dogway pitied Shouk and Ziyuan, even if there was a slightly more decent blood connection in the sneak.

Shouk, however, lightly denied such a dog guard offer.

"Dog guard, you're in trouble for something like that."

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"What?"

"Neither I nor my father have asked you for such care. What did your father ask of you? Care for me?

"No... lead the sneak and annihilate the enemy. That's all."

"Then do your part. I'll do my part. Tell your father so."

"Ha, sure"

That's all the dog guard told him and bowed his head, and he walked away from the cunt. And when he turned again, he lay his head flat on the tatami, and spared his death in his heart against the purple garden for a while. The gentle, slight look of purple garden is evoked in the back of the dog guard's brain. From the dog guard's point of view, Ziyuan was a wonderful woman. I mourned the death, wondering if I could have been rewarded a little more.

And when Dogway left, Shouk stayed on the side of the purple garden. This is how we intend to continue our silent discourse until dawn. In the morning you will be preparing for the funeral and announcing your eternal free time. I wanted to have a quiet evening for the two of us about this evening. Because my mother will not suffer any more.

But such a quiet book was broken by one man breaking in.

"I'll get in your way."

A servant who tried to stop a crude intruder was blown up and died of a broken neck bone. Tyran intended to poke the woman lightly without killing her, but the woman without any workout was brittle. He died lightly because he couldn't even take it and hit his head on the pillar.

Shit, you fragile bastards.

Tyran struck his tongue. It's not a nuisance, it's the annoyance of just poking and dying. Other servants rush over to the dead servant and squirm. The voice was depressing and I couldn't help it.

Tyran snapped at the neck of the noisy maiden or son in an instant and opened it with a bloody hand.

"Get out of my way, brother."

"Tyran."

Shouk quietly looked at his belly brother. Behind Tiran, who unlawfully opened the poem, is a poem. Tiran and Poetry were wondering if there was anything to say about the murder of his servant, but Shouk didn't even turn his angry gaze against Tiran, and when he glanced, he slowly returned his gaze to Ziyuan.

Tyran clapped just as he was removed between them, and Poetry was relieved in his heart. Because if Shouk let his anger catch on to Tyran, he didn't know what would happen.

Shouk asked Tyran, keeping his back turned.

Continued

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