Trafford’s Trading Club

“… Finally, I killed Nero. ”

Cook is clearing the pavilion with communications equipment picked up from Nero.

There remained silent and listened to Cook's return. It took a long time for the voice to come from there: “Tyrants have been difficult to control, but only Nero can inherit the Yan Demon Knife for so long. But she blames herself for this, and since she has successfully provoked you, she should bear the consequences of death herself... well, as long as the Yan Demon Knife has been recycled. Cook, now that the mission to the East has failed, you have to come back. ”

“I get it.” Cook responded softly.

There was a gun on the table that belonged to him and a rusty Yan Demon knife, and after Cook turned off the comms, he put a piece of the comms.

He called a basin of warm water and threw it dry after the towel was wet.

Sanger and Creek put it on the chair right now. He used a towel to wipe away the marks on Sanger's face and also to wipe his little squeaky face. The man's wounds undoubtedly leaked in his movements.

Because he's so gentle.

Restored memories of him, quite clearly. He doesn't love this woman... he has unusual feelings for Sancho, just a man named Mark.

“My original name was Cook. ”

Cook sat next to her and began to wipe his rifle when he had tidied up his body and squeaked it so that it looked like they were asleep.

“When I was three years old, I was told that I was a resident of Shadow Kingdom. ”

Cook squeezed one side of his eye and gently held the long gun's head to the horizontal surface of his sight, then gently wiped it off.

“But where is the Kingdom of Shadows? I never knew. Then a woman took me in, took me up to Snow Peak, and trained me on it. ”

“About ten years old, I killed a bear on a snow peak myself. ”

He talks about things he never told anyone, only his memories.

“I've lived with her for 15 years… this woman is my teacher. ”

Cook smiled slightly and continued to wipe the gun, "To me, she is not only my teacher, but also a woman of immense importance to me. Can't talk about love, just can't be without it. ”

“It's called Gáe-Bolg, the only thing she gave me. ”

……

“I've been looking for her all these years. ”

Cook took a deep breath and silenced for a long, long time before gently appealing, "That's fine, let Mark stay here with you forever. ”

……

“In conclusion, I am a less fortunate man. ”

He sat quietly, and after a while he stood up, packing his robbery and knives and some equipment. He's always been like a traveler.

Since you are a traveler, you will naturally leave after a brief stay. Cook remembers that woman who gave him everything once said, "Don't go after her again, because one day, he'll come across something worth keeping an eye on."

“But it's also going to ruin, not... Teacher. ”

Cook smiled and after packing his things, he finally looked at the two mothers and daughters in the chair and opened the push door in the living room... and left.

“Turn on the lights first! It'll crash! Squeak!! ”

But……

“Got it, Mom! ”

When the light tubes in the store lit up all of a sudden, Cook stiffened his entire body... is it a dream?

“Uncle Mark! You're back!!” The little girl hurried up to the front shop and kicked open her shoes and just rushed up to Cook's side.

Is it... a dream?

“You're home, hungry? Shall I make you something to eat?” The look on Sancho's face was still a little unremarkable, but he asked softly.

Is it... a dream?

Cook looked subconsciously back at the living room, on the chair... not knowing when, just a pile of mud sand was left.

“Uncle Mark! Why is there so much sand in the house?” Little squeak pulled Rakuk's pants and raised his head to ask.

“Really!” Sanjie looked at the living room chair with sand all over it and looked confused: “Did you pick it up? ”

“What are you...?” Cook muttered to himself.

"“ I went to the police station, and then a little squeak suddenly had a stomachache. Then I went to the sanitary station to prescribe some medicine, and I gave him an injection. He said he had a stomach problem and had just come back. ”

“The police station? When?” Cook frowned.

Sanger thought, "Well... not long after you left this afternoon? There was a policeman knocking on the door, asking me to go back and assist in the investigation. Looks like it was written in paint yesterday... you probably don't know who called the police? The police told me to send the statement, and I didn't feel comfortable squeaking alone, so I took it with me. But when did we get such a young cop in town? I didn't know before. ”

“Neither did Squeak!” Little squeak raised his hand like a student who answered the teacher's question, "but the cop's brother smelled so good! Smells better than the perfume Mom hid in the closet! ”

“Squeak!!” Sanger gently patted his daughter's forehead and then 'vicious' the tunnel: “If you don't go to warm water, you're going to take your medicine! Do you want a stomachache in the middle of the night? ”

“Got it!” The little squeak ran into the living room.

Sanger looked at Mark and blushed softly. “What are these on you? ”

Cook took a deep breath and said softly: "Your business is solved. I'm a little tired. Something's up. Let's talk about it tomorrow. ”

“Then eat...”

“No need.”

Not dreams.

……

……

The fire that broke out at the mill did not know when it was going to stop, and it burned down a lot of things, but after all, it was just by the river, and naturally it couldn't keep spreading.

The original mill only had some burnt things left, some things the original mill wood and some just... people's bodies.

Boss Lo walked through the ashes and parked in front of a burnt body, hitting a slight finger.

The charcoal-like corpse suddenly split at this time. After the cracking of a layer of charred black, a glimmer of smoothness was seen and then split as many times as possible... A figure sat up from the charcoal, stretching his lazy waist, but without a hinge.

“I really thought I was going to die.” … Nero.

Nero in front of Boss Luo was sitting on the ground, wriggling his neck, laughing hip-hop: “Did Cook cry his nose when the mothers and daughters got home? ”

Boss Lo shook his head.

Nero sighed disappointingly and was devastated: “Not only did he lose, he couldn't even earn two drops of Uncle Cook's tears... so he failed. ”

Boss Lo didn't say anything.

Nero looked strange and stretched his lazy waist. He lay on the ground in a big font and said to himself: “With Uncle Cook's personality, I think I've reported it. I've already hung up. Next time you don't have to go back to that boring place... well, that's pretty good. ”

She sat up again and asked, "Isn't the moon pretty tonight, boss? ”

Lochu looked up and said softly: "The full moon. ”

Nero blinked suddenly: “By the way, boss... are you really not going to get me a dress? Or do you like me a little more? I don't mind, but I'm charging you, too, okay? And expensive. ”

Lo Qiu waved, and a set of Nero's clothes fell from the sky in front of this body with countless scars... it was like a cobweb, making people feel like old scars.

“Thank you.”

She dressed generously.