Red Dead Redemption Dawn Chapter 259

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Arthur got up from his bed. He ate a bowl of Pearson's stew, and then he didn't delay much.

He walked towards Valentine's station. The last train was usually six o'clock, but he needed to get to Blackwater as soon as possible.

After he bought the ticket to Heishui Town, he was very lucky to have a train coming in front of him. Arthur took the horse to the stall and walked from the stall to the carriage.

Arthur looked at the scenery outside the window. He didn't know that the sun at sunset and dusk gave the scenery outside the window a different kind of beauty.

Arthur looked at this sunset scenery, and he inadvertently thought of his bumpy life.

He was thirteen when his father died, and Dutch and Hosea took him in and taught him all the skills needed to survive in those times.

He has been a robber for twenty years, and many times he feels that his life is full of sins, especially these days he has helped Strauss to collect a few days' bills.

Strauss is the gang's treasurer, and he used part of the gang's money to lend, just like many gangs, lending them money and charging them high interest.

It was promised that it could be paid off within a year, but only a few weeks later. Strauss asked Arthur to start collecting accounts, promising to repay the interest, but only gave those people a few weeks instead of the promised one-year deadline.

It's not the first time Arthur has done this kind of thing, but he's still a little at a loss when he's doing it. If the opponent wants to kill him with a gun, then he won't have any burden to kill people, but most of them are just a group of poor people who are helpless.

So every time Arthur has to lower his voice so that he looks and sounds extremely vicious.

He looked up at the other passengers in the train. They might be traveling to Heishui Town or returning home to Heishui Town.

Most of them have a kind of tiredness of the journey, but they all have a kind of anticipation of returning home on their faces.

'Home' is such an unfamiliar word.

He also seemed to have had a home once, and he remembered the prostitute many years ago who bore him a son. But he didn't have much concept at the time. He just went to see their mother and son every once in a while, and then they died.

He was so irresponsible, and Arthur looked out the window with a trace of remorse in his eyes.

"Sir, you look very sad, can I do it?" A soft voice recalled from the side.

Arthur looked up. Ah~ is a Catholic nun in her fifties.

He didn't have much prejudice against Catholicism, and he didn't have much piety, because he knew that God couldn't care for a man like him with blood on his hands.

"If you want to sit, of course you can be a monk." Arthur thought to refuse, but maybe it was his emotions just now that he nodded his head.

"Thank you, sir, you are such a good man." The nun smiled and sat across from Arthur.

"Sir, you seem to have something on your mind, and I can see that you blame yourself." The nun looked at Arthur after sitting down, and then said softly.

Arthur glanced at her and said nothing, regretting letting the nun sit down.

"Sir, let me tell you a story." The nun continued to speak softly, and then she ignored Arthur's emotions and started talking to herself. The voice was not loud but Arthur could hear every word clearly.

"Seuss was a kind man, but one day he went to the town next door to cut clothes. But the tailors were very skilled, so there was a long queue waiting to be cut.

Hughes has been waiting, he waited~wait~ until the sun came to the top of his head, but when it finally arrived at him, a young man arrogantly stood in front of him.

Sir, what would you do if it were you? "The nun looked at Arthur.

Arthur glanced at the nun and said casually, "I broke him back."

The nun wasn't much surprised by the answer: "It's the easiest way, but it's not in your nature."

"Haha~ Did the guy in that story let him jump in the queue?" Arthur said nonchalantly.

"Yes, and he's the last one in line to start over," the nun said.

"Hehe~ Are you people who believe in God all that stupid? You keep doing such stupid things. Isn't he the next person who cuts the line?"

"No, the guy who jumps in line occupies his position, so if he doesn't want to argue with him, then Hughes should take his position, which is the last one."

"Then he's weak enough," Arthur said.

"Well, maybe it's because he's kind enough."

"So he must have been bullied a lot."

"Yes, but God taught him to be generous."

"Then will God teach him to bully people like this? Teach him to use a gun or something." Arthur joked.

"Gun sometimes doesn't mean sin, it's people who sin." What the nun said was wrong.

"Ah~ Then I must be full of guilt in my life."

"I don't think so," said the nun.

"Hehe~ Can you still see if I am guilty?" Arthur continued.

"A man with a sinful heart should not have grief and remorse on his face," said the nun.

Gu Qi "That's the first mistake you see."

"Is he in your family?" said the nun.

Arthur's heart suddenly hurt when he heard the word family, and his expression did not escape the nun's eyes.

"your child?"

Arthur turned his head without answering and looked out the window.

"Tragedy because of your fault?" the nun continued.

Arthur turned his head and lowered his voice to the nun and whispered, "Get out of this seat before I'm angry."

"Do you think he'll blame you?" the nun continued.

"I'm a robber, I have a lot of lives in my hands, get out of my sight, or I won't promise what I'll do." Arthur pretended to be fierce.

However, the nun just looked at Arthur silently and did not respond to him.

Arthur stared at the nun fiercely, but it only lasted for less than two minutes, Arthur turned his head in a very unlucky way, and then said to the nun in a slower tone, "Ma'am, I don't know what's wrong with you, but I I don't like you talking about me, let's stop this topic, shall we?"

"Sir, can I know your name then?" the nun asked.

Arthur looked the nun twice, then said, "Arthur Morgan."

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Morgan."

"Why did you come back to me to talk?" Arthur asked, puzzled. "Then he looked at the others and said, "Aren't they more suitable for you to preach the teachings?" "

The nun looked at Arthur and said softly, "Because you are very similar to my son."

"What?" Arthur looked puzzled.

"He is just like you, tall, strong, and even has a similar appearance. When I saw you miss your family, my son's figure appeared in front of my eyes almost at the same time." The nun said calmly.

"What about him now?" Arthur said.

"he died."

Arthur didn't say anything, just watched quietly and didn't know what to say.

"Just a month ago, I got their notice. He was killed by a gold hunter hired by the government. Because he was drunk and looked like a wanted criminal with a reward."

"They paid his wife and children a generous sum of cash, which was basically enough for them to live. And the bounty hunter who killed him was locked up."

"That's unfortunate," Arthur said.

"Yes, but I always think of him, late at night," said the nun.

"He~ maybe he is above heaven, you may not have to worry." Arthur tried to comfort a few words.

"Thank you for your blessing, but I won't. He has done a lot of wrong things in his life, and he doesn't plan to repent." The nun shook her head.

"He didn't even want to hear a word from his wife and children, and he didn't want to do one thing for them, even if it was just to fill the water tank. He drank almost every day, and he beat his wife when he got drunk , and even beat me who came to persuade me."

"I was thinking when I was notified of his death that maybe this would be a relief for their mother and daughter."

"Oh~ then he's really not that good." Arthur said calmly.

"Yes, it is undeniable."

"I keep thinking, what would I do if I met the real wanted man that day?" The nun blinked and shook her head.

"I probably won't do anything, but I'll talk to him and tell him that someone who looked like him died once for him."

When Arthur heard this, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed to look at the nun's kind eyes, and he avoided her eyes.

"Maybe he can change his ways, at least stop being a robber, stop killing people, because a person who is very similar to him went to **** with his sins. He should be grateful for this, and he should be born again, he does not He should be bound by anything, anything that binds him to continue doing evil, he should follow his nature, I believe he is not bad, and I don't believe that he likes to kill by nature." The nun said softly.

Arthur was stared at by this soft gaze for a while, not daring to meet her.

And the train stopped at a certain station at this time, the nun got up and said to Arthur, "Mr. Morgan~www.mtlnovel.com~ I'm leaving. Thank you for listening to me, you are a good person, and I hope you will be a good person from now on. Good man. Goodbye."

"Sister, that's the beginning of the story." Arthur thought about it and said to the nun, "What does he mean?"

The nun smiled and said, "He doesn't mean anything, he's just the reason I made you talk." But then he added, "Maybe there is one, he's kind."

After the nun finished speaking, he got out of the car. Arthur looked at the somewhat depressed back of the nun. For a moment, he couldn't tell what feeling flooded his heart.

He irritably took out a letter from his pocket, which was his ex-girlfriend, the widow of Susan's housekeeper. Mary's letter to him.

He looked at the letter, opened it, and read it carefully.

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