v4 Chapter 102： , The beginning of a nightmare

Roger gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tightly. But Premo was still scolding. After such insults, Roger finally seemed to be a little unbearable and wanted to refute it out loud--

"Brother actually I..."

"There is nothing to tell, you made our family lose face in the entire Forgotten Town"

Premo turned his head, walked towards the other side anger anger, and said, "I don't want to see you again, just give me my own life. That's a damn, embarrassing úndan."

With a touch, Da én closed. Roger in the room stared at the big én over there blankly. After a long silence...

"hateful"

The fist hit the wall hard. This punch full of endless anger and grievance slammed the wall into a big dòn. After venting the punch, Roger gritted his teeth, kicked the big én, put his hands into the bag, and walked out.

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"What are you looking at"

In front of him, the idiot just stood like this, his face cold.

Roger snorted and said, "You can rest assured that I am a soldier. Of course I won't say what I shouldn't. Are you satisfied?"

After that, the aggressive Roger passed the idiot's side and walked straight away. The idiot was looking at the back of this young knight, lost in thought...

Hey, human beings are small, not every human being can easily bear the anger and contempt of others like you. There are people in this world who exist for self-satisfaction and for others to recognize themselves. Hey, this kind of person may be completely opposite to you, right? It is very difficult to discipline such a person, you said, this time you brought your troops to this town to rest, how lucky are you? Still unfortunate? )

Hehehe, I... look forward to it. )

The sneer in my mind continued. After the idiot thought about it, finally, he made a decision and followed.

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The sky was finally completely dark.

The rain was lingering, except for a few occasional lights on the street, there was no other glorious lighting.

Bread was lying on the window sill of the hotel room, looking at the dark and hazy world outside, shaking his head. To be honest, if she were to live on the mountain in such a cold night, it would be really difficult. But fortunately, I was finally able to sleep in this warm bed without having to sleep in a sleeping bag.

Bread smiled, turned around, jumped onto uán, and lay down. Although uán is not big, it is better than the wild one. Thinking about this, she got up and left the room. Going to the restaurant to pick up some chili peppers and eat them as snacks while reading those borrowed romance novels.

Pushing away the room, the bread walks towards the restaurant. But at this moment, she saw the Roger knight leaving from the other side of the corridor and going downstairs.

Where is he going so late? Isn't it because you are ignored by your family and you can't think about it?

The bread chewed on the peppers from the kitchen. After thinking about it, she still followed. She wanted to thank the young knight, if it weren't for him, she would really have to sleep in the wilderness.

Going downstairs, the other party left the hotel without even holding the umbrella. Bread hurriedly caught up, pulled out an umbrella from the umbrella stand at the mouth of én, and followed. However, just as she followed...

A dark shadow has also slowly followed up, behind her, accompanying...

Roger held his bag, letting the drizzle soak himself wet.

He seemed to be punishing himself, he didn't mean to take shelter from the rain at all, just walking in this cold rainy night.

The bread that followed was chewing on the chili, and I didn't realize how cold it was. But looking at this posture... it is obviously not a good time to go up and thank you. After walking for a while, Bread felt that this was really boring, and when she wanted to turn her head back to the hotel...

Roger in front of him turned into a grocery store next to him.

At this moment, Bread clearly had interest in her heart. She walked straight forward, but just when she wanted to enter this grocery store...

"Why are you here? You scumbag"

A naive voice, but at this moment, suddenly sounded from inside. Needless to say, it was the little boy who had been pestering Roger before, Vito.

The bread stood in the én frame and glanced inside. In the middle of this grocery store, Roger and her nephew Vito were both standing there. And Vito was now moving, looking at Roger's expression with a look of indignation. As for the shop owner next to him, he seemed helpless about what happened before him. He could only shook his head and acted as if he didn't intend to ignore it.

Roger looked at this nephew and moved a little for a while. He stretched out his hand, trying to grab Vito's shoulder. But Little Vito stretched out his hand directly, interrupted his outstretched hands, and shouted--

"You are not allowed to touch me who have lost the glory of the knight, and are not qualified to touch the shoulders of the next knight of the noble Williams family"

"Uh you...you little"

"I told you not to touch me, did you hear? You scumbag"

Vito stepped back and looked at Roger with a very alert look. The bun outside couldn't help but swallowed his saliva. Seeing the dull face of the little boy, he didn't expect to be so stubborn.

"Brother... do you know how much I adore you?"

Vito spread his hands and said in an almost desperate voice--

"Brother, you have been very strong since you were a child...very good. You can't be troubled by anything, as long as you want to do it, you can do it all"

"Brother, you are strong... smart... brave... wit... and you are still a good person, absolutely good person. This is why you are so strong, but no one in the whole town thinks you are not pleasing to the eye because of you. He’s a really nice person. No matter who you encounter, you will help. Even those who don’t like you will be able to solve all kinds of problems for them like a fool."

While speaking, Vito almost wanted to cry. He wiped his tears and said loudly again--

"Since I was young, I have been thinking, elder brother, you are so strong, you must be able to far surpass Dad's knight, and I have always targeted you... I don’t expect to catch up with you, I just hope to step on your footsteps, just like you In the future, he will become the Royal Knight of the Bucks"

"But...but..."

Vito suddenly raised his hand, grabbed a piece of fé soap on the shelf next to it, and threw it at Roger.

"But you are no longer a knight, do you know how much face you lost? You made me lose the goal of following, don't you understand? How could I have such a shameful brother? Why?"

After throwing it away, Vito immediately turned around and ran directly to the second floor of the grocery store. Before the shopkeeper over there could stop him, Roger had already called out and rushed up. In the next second, a pink-haired beauty*nv smiled at her and followed upstairs.

"You...cough, you guys"

The shop owner walked out of the counter, picked up the fé soap, and put it back on the shelf.

"What's all this? What do you think of my house? Forget it, there is a wife on it, let her entertain you first."

When the shop owner walked back to the counter, there was another black figure at the entrance. The cold breath that exudes, even the owner of the store, who has always been known for his enthusiasm, could not help but freeze instantly on the spot...

upstairs--

At the corner of the corridor, Roger finally caught the escaping little Vito. Turned him around.

"You... you let me go, I don't want you to control me, and I don't plan to target you anymore, let go of my scum"

Even the best Roger, after being scolded by a scum from his relatives, he finally couldn't bear it. He directly pressed Vito against the wall, directed at him, and shouted loudly--

"Enough, you little, have you scolded enough?"

From the beginning of the trip to the present, Bread has never seen Roger make such a big fire. She covered her mouth and hid in the corner, not daring to speak.

"I was expelled by the Knights? Can't you trust me more? We...we are family members."

Vito kept struggling. Beside him was a window that I had forgotten to close, and the drizzle was pouring constantly, blowing into the corridor and splashing on the shoulders of the little boy.

"I am a knight... I am a knight of the Williams family, a knight of the future"

Little Vito hummed and turned his head--

"Don't talk to me if you are not a knight. Ashamed."

Rumble--------

In the darkness outside the window, the rain... seemed to thicken.

Being so despised by his nephew, Roger couldn't help it finally at this moment. He suddenly released Vito's shoulders, looked at this nephew with a condescending attitude, and said--

"I am not a knight? Do you think I am ashamed? Think I am not a good member of the Imperial Knights? Then now, Xiao, if you tell me well, I'm afraid to scare you to death."

Roger pulled his neckline and slowly said--

"I haven't been fired. It is completely pretended to say that I was fired. Actually, I am now on a secret mission. All the people who came with me are members of the sixth team of the Seventh Knights. We are acting this time. The special forces went to the Tusk Empire to perform secret missions related to the war between the Bucks Empire and the Tusk Empire. To prevent us from leaking the secrets, they used that kind of excuse to disguise."

In a short paragraph, what Xiao Vito said was taken aback. He opened his mouth, a little unbelievable for a while

"I... I don't believe you say you are the seventh knight? How is this possible? Dad's speed is considered good, and he became the seventh knight after thirty-five years old. But you... are you eighteen? ... Isn't it too much?"

Roger sneered, took out a knight badge from his arms and put it on his neckline. The words "Member of the Seventh Knights-Roger Williams" above are very eye-catching.

Vito knew this badge. Anyway, his father is the badge of the Seventh Knight...Is that so? So?

"Brother...you...you are so cool"

The little boy had a simple mind, and when he saw his dream reappear, he immediately smiled. He stretched out his hand and stroked the badge on Roger's collar, and said with excitement on his face--

"Really... Brother, are you really the seventh knight? What a cool special soldier? Not only the seventh knight, but also a special soldier? Also, there is the upcoming war between the stag and the fangs? Too bān brother, I Sure enough, you didn’t read the wrong person, brother, you are cool"

Roger smiled with satisfaction. He took off the badge on his neckline, stuffed it into his arms, and smiled: "Well, it's because you are my family, I told you this secret. But you have to remember Live, you can never tell this secret to others. After all, our team is acting secretly now."

Vito squeezed two small fists, nodded, and said: "Don't worry, brother, I will never say ah, cool secret mission... If the agent's father knows, he will faint with joy, brother, you really so cool"

After teaching this nephew, Roger nodded contentedly. The suffocation suffered in the afternoon seemed to dissipate at this moment. He exhaled and said, "Okay, just keep it secret. Let's go now. Remember, you can never tell anyone this is an absolute secret."

When the bread on the corner heard that they were leaving, he hurried downstairs and left the grocery store. She covered her mouth and exhaled. However, in any case, Roger Knight's mood seemed to improve. Thank him when you go back. It should be easier to say at that time.

Thinking of this, the bread left.

After a while, Roger and Vito also walked out of the grocery store. The two nephews and uncles said goodbye to each other, and Roger walked back to the hotel. And Vito was humming a little tune, carrying this big secret that made this boy jī mad, and walking towards, the way home...

At this moment, the rain was pouring.

The night became extremely dark.

And in the early morning of the next day, in a park in this forgotten town, in a lake in that park...

Vito, the swollen corpse soaked in lake water, just face down, floating above the water.

The cause of death was drowning.

Judging from the slipping footprints by the lake, the death of this child should be an accident. As for why this child came to this park at such a late time, and came to this lake again, no one knew.

The only thing he knew was that his bulging abdomen made his body look like a fat maggot.

Accompanied by the thin mist on the lake, and the raindrops that are still silent, but noisy to the extreme...

Crackling... Crackling...

The thin rain, on this tranquil lake, draws one and another silent circle...RH