Chapter 402

It's the familiar larov again. Jonas ignored him. He just took a good rest and accepted a lot of dragon spirits. As a result, he was so happy that he was killed by a wolf in a confused state. It's too painful and shameful. The boy told himself to be careful this time and never fall into strange traps again.

According to the idea of rebirth last time, Jonas still planned to follow the motorcade. He was lazy throughout the whole process. Until the moment of oduin's arrival, he seemed to be alive. First he killed the cold female officer with one fist, and then he grabbed larov and ran while the scene was in chaos.

Last time I was with hadava, an imperial soldier. This time I'm going with this storm cloak. It's called "equalitarianism with equal rain and dew". Jonas laughs out of bitterness.

After entering the fort with Jonas, larov first searched for a long sword to protect himself, and then for food and wine. He took a cloth bag to hold six or seven pieces of bread, three bottles of green Alto wine after opening, two pieces of perfect Sherman honey wine, and a bottle of half drunk salodilchi brandy from the flap under the cupboard - including import tax It's worth 150 gold coins. It has the effect of alchemy elixir and can continuously restore endurance.

Larov shared food with Jonas. He was starving, and the van slowly walked for several days to Helgen. The prisoners were starving, and their bodies were exhausted.

Larov's mouth was full. The smell of wheat filled his nose. His mouth was full. Bread absorbed saliva and wine. He was full. He hummed comfortably. "Won't you take a breath, brother?"

"I'm not hungry." Jonas grunted, "by the way, get out. What are you going to do? The camp of your storm cloak is gone. "

"Well? impossible! What nonsense are you talking about? "

Jonas had a blank face.

Larov chattered on and on, "our team is fine. This time, his highness ufrick will lead us to defeat the imperial mongrel!"

"Is there a baron Dillo at wintercastle?"

"No. I haven't heard of it. "

Jonas took a breath of cold air, and his gums were sore. "This is really bad!" He realized that his rebirth might not be on the same timeline, but would shift.

There are almost similar individuals in each timeline, and they are all unique. Once they die, they really die.

Jonas had thought that no matter how he looked on coldly, as long as he did it again, the dead would come back to life, and there would be another chance, but now he knew it was impossible.

With larov and two groups of soldiers on the road, Jonas rushed to Dongbao.

It's under construction, but it's very small, with a population of less than 100 households. It's not like Jonas saw last time.

He landed on the ground, and a guard noticed him, "citizen, what's the matter with you coming to Dongbao?"

"Do you have a Dillo here?"

"Of course, he's Lord Collier's servant. Why, you're a messenger?"

"I want to see him."

The guard shrugged. "Go yourself. He's in the Lord's long room. Be careful not to do anything illegal. We'll keep an eye on you. "

The new town of Dongbao is arranged underground. The entrance is on a mountain wall. The long construction team is fighting against the wind and snow, carrying lamps, just like a group of orange fire insects. And the damn house was still not respectable in the old city, and Jonas was walking down the street, and a drunk was coming out of the street. He shouted at him, "damn waste, come on, I have to teach you a lesson to see... Hey, what are you looking at! "

Jonas frowned. A guard came up to the drunkard and told him to get out of the way. The guy shrunk a little and still didn't give up. Then he was knocked unconscious by the guard. He lay on the ground and nobody cared.

"Who is he?"

"Ramir, a rotten man."

"Why didn't he take part in the construction?"

"His sister is very good at work. He just needs to be a maggot sucking blood. This kind of person is the same everywhere."

Jonas was dazed. He squatted down and watched the drunkard put his face into the Bush to vomit. When he vomited the sour and smelly gastric juice, he reluctantly turned around and lay on his back. The back of his head was stained with his vomit. His face was whiter than snow, and his eyes were blue. His nose was covered with rose red pox, festering and purulent. However, surprisingly, his body was not very smelly, it might be cold The wind froze the bad smell. Maybe he often cleaned up in private.

"What's the point of drinking every day?" Jonas asked softly.

The drunkard widened his eyes and burst into laughter. The guard also laughed.

Their laughter shamed Jonas. "What's so funny."

The guard shook his head. "A little boy." He's gone.

The drunkard is still laughing, covering his stomach, choking his throat with saliva and hoarseness.

Jonas really didn't know what they were laughing at. He knew why he was alive. He had three enemies to kill, black dragon, MIRAK, and the person who caused the dragon's destruction. He wanted to save the world, save more people, and he was just. He didn't mind abandoning his life for a long time in this world. It was a glory.Jonas knows that people always have to do something when they are alive. This is life, but life itself is a part of life. There is no need to treat fate coldly, as long as it is meaningful.

Some people, even do not know what to do alive, but also complacent, really inferior animals!

The drunkard laughs enough. "Tell me what makes sense."

"Let the children grow up healthily, let the adults live and work in peace and contentment, and let the elderly get support." Jonas thought and said.

Ramire was furious. "Bullshit! Stinky kid! I've never lived before. Let's start with that. It's not even hairy! Where do you learn to speak? significance? What's the point of living? To live is to die. No matter you are coward or counsellor, you will die no matter what. Huh? I'm comfortable enough to drink! Holy Spirit, you can't compare with me

"You wake up sometimes." Jonas quietly suppressed his anger and gave a firm reply. Then he turned around and left quickly. He didn't dare to talk to the drunkard any more.

When he saw Dillo, Dillo hugged him warmly. "My God, sir, it's a success! You're back! "

"What did you do, sir?"

"He went to tianwai and said he would bring you back. You are back. What about others?"

"I don't know."

Dillo turned pale. "How did you get back?"

"When I wake up, I sit in a car..."

"Well, you must be very afraid. It's OK. I'll arrange a room for you to have a good rest. Wait a minute. I forgot to tell you that I found your mother. Take her over. Your mother is mine. Don't worry!"

Jonas thought of the lady in a white bearskin cloak, her green eyes shimmering in the lake of the heart, "is that lady Serena?"

"No, it's not a nun. It's your biological mother."

Jonas fell into a daze, and some broken memories flashed from the bottom of his mind.

"Mother..."