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The townspeople from Maple Leaf Town also left with sympathetic looks. They could only sympathize with Ron's fate, since these townspeople had neither the ability nor the ability to prevent this tragedy from happening.

Rönn wiped his tears away as his dull eyes swept over these townspeople. Without saying a word, he helped Grandpa Zarry's body onto the flatcar and slowly dragged him back to his dilapidated home.

At the bottom of Maple Leaf Town's bridge, there was a simple shack. Ron and Grandpa Zarry had lived here for over a decade.

The two sides of the shack shone with light, unable to block the cold wind outside. Due to the proximity of the river, the temperature at night was even lower than usual.

This was their home, where Ron had lived for more than a decade.

Gingerly, Ron helped Zari from the flatcar to a few rudimentary quilts.

Startled, Zari coughed and feebly opened his cloudy eyes. He saw Ron and smiled.

"Grandfather …" As he looked at his grandfather's miserable state, Ron's tears began to flow.

Looking at Ron, Zarry forced a smile, "Ron..." Just as he spoke, blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

"Grandfather, you lost a lot of blood." Rönn cried and stretched out his arm, wiping away the blood at the corner of his grandfather's mouth. Under such circumstances, he had no idea what to do.

Finally wiping the blood clean, Ron asked carefully, "Grandpa, would you like some water?" Or something to eat? "

Innocent Ron had thought that Pappy would get better if he drank some water and ate something, but that was all he could do now.

Zarry shook his head, reached out a hand, caressed Ron's small face, and said with a bitter smile, "Ron, my good boy, let Grandpa. [Previous Chapter] [Table of Contents] [Next Chapter] I'm afraid... In the future, Grandpa will … I can't... To be with you … "..."

"No …" No …. "Grandfather …" He placed his grandfather's hand on his face and said anxiously, "Grandfather, you … "You won't die, you'll definitely get better …"

"No …."

Zali shook his head gently, with a hint of a smile on his face. I know... His body … "Body …" Even if there wasn't. I'm afraid that my grandfather... Also... Not for long. "..."

"No …" Yes... "No, grandfather …" Ron's tears came again.

"Ron. Grandfather knows... Your dream is to be a. "Great Mage …" Zarry's hand caressed Ron's hair. Your grandpa doesn't have the ability... I can't help you. "Realizing my wish …"

"Grandfather …" Ron was already sobbing.

"Ron, don't cry. Oh no... Life and death … It was all fate … We. "I can't resist …" Zarry smiled ruefully.

"Let's not talk about this anymore... Ron. Grandfather... The following words … "You have to listen carefully …"

He was anxious. There were things that had to be told to Ron.

Ron raised his teary eyes.

"Open the cabinet..."

The cabinet in the corner was the only intact thing in Ron's house, and usually his grandfather wouldn't let him touch it at all, so Ron didn't dare delay, wiped his eyes, and opened the cabinet.

"Open the third … "Only grid..."

Ron did as he was told, and when he opened the door he saw several pieces of children's clothing, folded and neatly arranged, and Ron picked them up dubiously.

"Inside the clothes... There's something. "Take it out..." Zarry's voice was low and urgent, and he didn't have much time left.

Ron pulled a necklace out of his clothes. It was made of pure gold, and at the bottom of the necklace was a pendant, hexagonal in shape, with a jewel embedded in the middle, glowing faintly even in the dark.

"Grandfather, is it this thing?"

Ron took the necklace.

"Yes, that's it …"

Confused, Ron took the necklace and looked left and right. "What's this?" he asked.

"Ron, this. It's about your life, this. "The necklace is a keepsake …" Zarry said weakly.

Ron gaped in shock. You said … "My life …" Aren't my parents mercenaries? Didn't they die while completing a mission? "

A trace of a smile appeared on Zarry's lips, "Silly child... I made this up. "I lied to you …"

"Aren't my parents mercenaries?" It took a while for Ron to recover from his shock and he quickly asked, "Then … Grandfather, who are my biological parents? "

"I don't know …" Jarry sighed. "Ron. You know. "Why have I been staying here all these years?"

Zarry raised his hand weakly and pointed to the river. "It was here that I picked you up all those years ago …"

"I don't know which parents are so heartless … and put you, who's only a year old, here … " Zarry smiled and said.

"Huh?"

"At that time, it was winter. When I found you, you were already near the point of fainting from hunger. You didn't even have the strength to cry … At that time, you were just wrapping some clothes around, and … "That necklace …"

Zari gave a bitter smile, coughed, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth again. Ron quickly wiped it away.

Zarry continued, "At that time, I was just a beggar, unable to support you. I was the one who asked Aunt Susan … I begged for some milk and water … "That's why I raised you..."

Ron nodded with tears in his eyes, thinking of the fat old woman Susan, who was his wet nurse, and no wonder she had been so kind to him.

"I didn't know your name, so I gave you a name called Ron." But I know that your family must be aristocrats. "You can see it from the children's clothes and the necklace..."

"You know how I am. He didn't have the ability at all … I helped you find your parents, so I've been waiting here all these years for them to come back … "I'm looking for you..." Zali said with a wry smile.

His grandfather's feet were lame and it was hard to even walk, let alone look for someone.

At this point, Zarry's gaze began to fade, and his breathing became rapid, as if he had reached the end of his life.

"Grandfather … Already. I can't wait with you any longer … Furthermore... Ron. There was no point in waiting any longer. Leave this place … If you can't find your parents, you'll have to rely on yourself … "

"Grandfather … I don't want anything, I only want you, I only want you. "Grandfather …"

Ron didn't want to listen any longer, tears streaming down his cheeks as he kissed his grandfather's equally gaunt hands. As long as his grandfather could get better, he was willing to pay any price.

"Don't leave me …"

Zarry finally smiled. "Ron... Live well … Don't avenge me... "Take care of yourself..."

The poor old man, in his final moments, was still thinking about Ron, fearing that he might lose his life for revenge.

"No …" Grandfather... They are your killers. I want to kill them to avenge you... " Hearing that, Ron's eyes immediately turned red, and he almost howled in rage.

Ke Zhari could no longer hear anything. He stomped his legs and swallowed his anger.

"Grandfather …"

In the quiet Maple Leaf Town, the heart-wrenching wail of Ron could be heard.

"Ron..."

Ron didn't know how long he had been crying when he heard a familiar voice. He looked over and saw a fat figure standing outside the door. It was Aunt Susan. She was looking at him with concern.

"Auntie Susan..." Ron dried his eyes and stood up.

"I've guessed it..." The fat auntie Susan sighed, "Actually, your grandpa has always been in poor health. He also feels like he doesn't know when he's going to … He told me not to tell you. Ron, you have to think about it. "

"I know, Aunt Susan …" Ron shook his head.

Auntie Susan sighed again. She pursed her lips and said hesitantly, "Ron, one of them is the young master from the Naca Manor in Maple Leaf Town. The other two probably have some background too. Ron, I think …"

"Aunt Susan. I want to be alone for a while … "

She didn't want to lose her life for revenge, Ron knew what she meant, but Ron ignored her and cut her off.

Susan's lips moved for a moment, then she sighed and said, "Well, Ron, calm down. Those people aren't people we civilians can afford to offend …"

Mrs. Susan was just about to turn away when Ron called to her again.

"Aunt Susan, can you do me a favor?"

Susan turned and smiled. "Say it, what else can I do for you, Ron."

"Can you give me a mat? "I want to bury grandpa …" said Ron, biting his lip.

"Alright." Aunt Susan nodded heavily and turned away.

His grandfather had suffered all his life, and when he died, he didn't even have a mat to wrap around his body.

In Maple Leaf Town, under the cold moonlight, handfuls of dirt piled up into a small grave. Just like that, Grandpa Zarry's corpse was slowly buried in the earth, together with that small four-wheeled flatcar, Zarry's last remnants.

Rönn had piled up his grandfather's grave with his hands without any tools. At this moment, his hand had a huge cut that was dripping with blood. However, Rönn did not notice it.

"Grandfather, this is the wine that you've always treasured that you don't want to drink. Today, Ron is going to give it to you as a form of filial piety …" Ron opened a bottle of wine and gently poured it on the floor. It was the worst kind of wine, but to Zari, it was the most precious of wines, and he had always been reluctant to drink it.

At this moment, Ron was deep in his memories, muttering to himself in the cold wind.

"Grandfather, do you remember? "When I was young, whatever tasty things were left to me, you ate were the worst …"

"Grandfather, at that time, snowflakes as big as goose feathers floated in the sky, the wind that blew in my face could freeze a person to death. I was extremely hungry and could not stop crying. It was you who gave me the last piece of black bread …"

Ron looked up at the sky, where the stars seemed to form the face of Grandpa Zarry, and was looking at him benignly.

It was as if she were saying to him, "Ron, you have to become a mage so that your grandfather can bask in some glory. When the time comes, your grandfather can proudly tell others that I have a magician's grandson …"

"My little magician, where are you going? "It's almost time to come back for dinner …"

"..."

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