I Do Daily Quests In Wizard World Chapter 173

  Chapter 173 Hometown (2)

   "Brother." Borg stared at Lynn, his voice trembling, and he held onto Lynn's hands tightly, as if he was worried that if he didn't pay attention, the man in front of him would disappear in front of him.

   "It's me. Well, don't cry, how can you still look like a child when you are so old, mom and dad." Lynn smiled and stroked the top of Borg's head.

  The little boy who followed her back then is now an adult. Who would have thought that the little boy who followed her back then has now become a big bald man.

   "Mom, mom, she passed away." Borg's voice trembled.

  The smile on Lynn's face froze instantly.

  The cold wind howled, and the pedestrians on the street quickened their pace. The wind was suddenly a little cold at this moment.

   “Mom passed away last year, and Dad is very sick now,” Borg said.

   "I remember when I left, they were still in good health." Lynn murmured.

   "A plague came from the north the year before last, and many people were infected," Borg said.

"Although we were very careful, my mother still contracted the plague accidentally. Although I took a lot of medicine, my mother passed away after three months. Since my mother left, my father's health has become worse and worse, and now it is even worse. Can't get off the ground."

  Borg glanced at Lynn at this point, "Sometimes my father would talk in his sleep when he was sleeping at night, and I heard him calling your name."

   Lynn closed her eyes.

   "The disease will be cured."

   Lynn talked to himself.

   "Let's go home first."

   "Actually, many neighbors in this area of ​​the street were sick at that time. Dad originally suggested that we move, but my mother said that she was worried that you would not find us when you came back, so she refused to let us move." Borg said in a low voice.

  When Lin En heard this, his chest was inexplicably congested.

   "Didn't you persuade her?" Lynn asked.

   "We have all persuaded her, but since you left, my mother's temper has become more and more weird. She won't listen to what we say."

  After hearing Borg walk away one by one, Lynn gritted his teeth.

   But even if Lin En slaughtered the people in a town now, he would not blink his eyelids, but in the face of what his relatives said, Lin En could only bear it silently.

  It was obviously only two streets away, but today Lynn suddenly felt that the road was extremely long.

   Lynn suddenly didn't want to walk anymore, he grabbed Borg's arm, and the two flew straight up!

   It only took a few seconds to land directly at the door of the house.

   "Brother." Borg, who fell from the sky, was stunned for a moment. Looking at Lynn, the expression on his face suddenly became extremely complicated. In his cognition, those who can fly are very powerful.

   "Congratulations, brother. You should have found what you want." Borg said in a complicated tone.

  Lin En walked into the room without saying a word.

   There was a little boy sitting in the living room of the house. When he saw Lynn walking in, he asked suspiciously, "Who are you? Why did you come to my house?"

  Lin En paused, and went directly to the second floor. Borg, who came in from behind, picked up the little boy, "That's your uncle."

   "Dad, that uncle who knows magic! I told my classmates that my uncle can do magic, and they all said I was lying." The little boy's eyes lit up.

  He grew up listening to his father tell stories about his uncle. In his father's story, his uncle is a very powerful man who knows magic. The person Dad admires most is also his uncle, so under the subtle influence of Dad, he has always felt that his uncle is amazing and powerful.

   "Yes. Your magic uncle is back." Borg said silently.

   "But why didn't you come back a year earlier." Borg's eyes were flushed.

  With your ability, you can definitely cure your mother.

  Lin En, who walked to the second floor, looked at the sketches of women hanging on the wall. Lin En's eye sockets suddenly turned red. He took a deep breath and gritted his teeth.

  He looked back at the door, a thin wooden door, but it made him feel as heavy as a wall of sighs of gods.

   creak—

  Lin En pushed open the door, and a strong herbal smell came over his face.

  The setting sun outside the window shines on the bed through the curtains.

  A thin, skinny old man was looking at the sunset outside the window with his head tilted. I don't know what I'm thinking.

   "You are finally back." Hamilton said slowly.

   Silence echoed in the room.

   "Borg and Ava won't stay outside the door for so long." Hamilton said to himself.

   "Of course, the most important thing is that none of them will stop in the corridor by the door for so long. Because there is a picture of your mother hanging there."

  Lin En's voice had a tremor that he didn't notice, "Dad, I'm back."

   "It's good to be back. It's a pity that your mother couldn't wait for you. It would be great if she could hold on for a while longer." Hamilton closed his eyes after finishing speaking.

  Lyn walked to the edge of the bed, sat down and grabbed the old man's hand.

  The palm is very big, as big as when he was holding him when he was a child.

  The palm is also very cold, as if the cold palm is directly holding the bone.

  Lynn could feel that Hamilton's current health was not very good, and the blood in his body was already very weak.

  And the internal organs have failed to a very serious point.

   But it doesn't matter, I am a wizard, these are not problems.

  Lin En took out a bottle of potion from the space ring.

   is about to hand it to Hamilton and put it in his mouth.

  A big hand suddenly grabbed Lynn's wrist.

   With his eyes closed, Hamilton suddenly turned his head to look at Lynn, shaking his head slowly but firmly.

   "I am satisfied to see you. Even in hell, I can tell Anika that I have waited for Lynn." Hamilton said.

   "I can make you live for a long time, two hundred years old, three hundred years old, or even immortality." Lynn said.

   "What are you doing for so long?" Hamilton said.

  He suddenly smiled wryly.

   "It is enough for me to live until now." The old man said.

  "I" Lynn didn't know what to say.

  "Everyone is going to die. In this world, I don't have much to care about. Even if I'm alive, it's not necessarily a happy thing for me."

  Lynn said, "Don't you want to see your grandson grow up? Don't you want to get in touch with Borgeva and the others? Mom is gone. They will be very sad if you go too."

   "Then will you be sad?" The old man asked suddenly.

  Lin En's lips squirmed slightly, "... yes."

   "Then give it to me." A smile appeared on the old man's face.

"Before Anika left, she said, if I can see you on her behalf in the future, don't be too strict with you. She knows that you are an obedient child. You have your own ideals since you were young. She said that since you are willing to chase your dreams, then Let you go, we don't want to be your burden. Just like the day you left, it's a pity that the carriage tires we rented got stuck in the pit and delayed a little time, we were still one step late. It's a pity." Han Milton said.

   Lynn closed her eyes.

  The emotions that had been brewing in the eyes for a long time finally trickled down from the corners of the eyes.

   squeaky dumb—

  The wooden door was pushed open.

   "Brother, let's have some soup." Downstairs, Borg opened the door, and he brought a bowl of soup.

  A bowl of sour, hot, and turbid fish soup.

  “Mom said this is your favorite fish stew with fennel. She said you like spicy food, so you should add a little chopped red pepper to your fish stew with fennel.” Borg said.

   "." Lynn took the bowl silently.

"Actually, it was you that my mother hated the most before she left. She said a lot to us." Borg said in a muffled voice, "To be honest, brother, I'm a little jealous of you. My sister and I have been by my mother's side all the time. But before mom left, you were the one who missed the most."

  Lin En smiled self-deprecatingly, and immediately picked up the bowl, the big mouth of the bowl blocked his face, and his throat wriggled.

  Lin En put down the bowl, "It still smells familiar."

   "Of course, the recipe was taught to me by my mother." Borg said.

  (end of this chapter)

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