MTL - Twenty Seven Years-Chapter 63 at all costs

  Chapter 63 At any cost

"I'm sorry?" Nord felt that Veraker was strange, and he seemed to be a different person everywhere, and his tone could not help but become cold, "What's the use of saying sorry to me? Can Dempsey come back to life? Can we go back to the before?"

   "I can't." Verak rarely showed fatigue in front of others.

  Originally, he could habitually deceive Nord and defend himself, but he hated that kind of pretense. For him, Nord is the only place where he can keep the truth. He doesn't know that if he deceives Nord, then he is still himself.

  Although he knew very well in his heart now that Nord was extremely disappointed in him, he was still relieved, and the burden on his body was lighter.

   But making this choice, is it equivalent to passing part of his own pain on Nord, or is it a kind of selfishness that looks more pitiful, he doesn't know.

   "What happened, you tell me." Nord asked tremblingly.

  Verak simplified the whole process and told Nord in detail.

  After listening to Verak's narration, Nord was silent. It was beyond his comprehension, and it was difficult for him to discern whether every choice Verak made was wrong or right.

"What I want to do now is to get revenge on Fletcher, and then take you out of here with a lot of money." Verak remembered the story of the three little sheep that he once told Daniel. At that time, he had a strong feeling Impulsive, no matter how difficult and dangerous the road ahead is, no matter what happens, he will definitely, definitely, definitely reach the world he yearns for, and then turn around and let Nodra, who has always trusted him, come in.

   "Verak." Nord's eyes were blank. "Do you think it's worth it?"

   "I have no way out," Verak said.

   "If you didn't ask the equals to kill Dempsey, he would help Fletcher get rid of us sooner or later, right?"

"I know Fletcher very well. Even if Dempsey helps him, he will not fulfill his promise in the end. He will kill everyone who knows the secret, so that the secret will be sealed forever, no would threaten the Thomas family."

  Nord got out of bed, passed Verac, came to the closed window, and looked out greedily through the small gap: "Did you send someone to look for me more than a week ago?"

"That's right, after Dempsey's betrayal, I couldn't be sure whether you would be eliminated without compromise, so I have been trying to find out about your situation. I finally learned of your whereabouts a while ago, and I started to think of a way I saw you, I didn't expect it to be delayed until now..." Verak walked to Nord's side.

   "What should I do now?" Nord turned his head with a calm expression.

Verac understands this calmness, which is produced by the washing of countless emotions. It is not the rain, but the dead silence: "I can't rescue you now. If you go out, the Thomas family will be 100% in touch with you." On me. So Nord, you have to hold on for a while, and when I finish the deal with Paramount, I will bring someone to rescue you, and we can go to Dunman's old South York to start a new life."

"I will wait for you, Verak." Nord sat down and stared at the closed door intently, "but I will not follow you to other places until you finish what you want to do, I will Just go back to the Tsward and get on with my life."

"Why?" Verak couldn't understand, and his voice was a little higher, "If I go back to Zward, then what's the point of all I have done? Continue to live a poor life, continue to be looked down upon by those people, and be confronted by them Called parasites, lowly inferior people, trampled under their feet, manipulated, humiliated?"

  Nord remained motionless.

   "Don't you want to drink Inbit wine, don't you want to live a life that only nobles can afford? Now this kind of life is only one step away from us, and you want to turn around and leave?" Verak suddenly felt a little funny.

"That kind of life is not for us, or for me. I admit that I have dreamed so much, and I will pretend to eat like the rich people in the restaurant in the noisy and smelly ghetto. But that is not me Deserved."

Verak took a deep breath and sat in front of Nord: "You may not know how much money I can get. Let me tell you this, as long as the deal with Paramount is successfully concluded, plus my previous accumulation , we can finally get two million gold grams. That is not silver grams, not even copper grams. It is a face value that you have never seen in the slums. For a sum of money, you can drink Inbit wine as you like, and you can also trample those who look down on you and tell them who is stronger now!"

   "What's wrong with twenty gold grams?" Nord said plainly.

  Verak's slightly ferocious face froze.

   "Buy such expensive wine when you are full." Nord repeated what Dempsey had said to him, "These upper-class people are mentally ill, and we still have to live our lives peacefully."

Verac smiled angrily, with a look of disdain on his face: "So you agree with Dempsey's words now? But the irony is that you, who have always envied the noble life, still insist on your principles. Puth, for money can stand on Fletcher's side and is ready to push us into the abyss!"

   "Do you think Dempsey is the only one changed by money?" Nord asked.

  Verak didn't know how to answer this question.

   "Verak, look at you now. If one day, although I didn't betray you, it still affects the implementation of your trip plan, what will you do?"

  Nolde's gaze was instantly blazing like the sun, and Verak didn't dare to look directly at it.

   "I will find a way to bypass you." Verak did not answer directly.

   "I wish... if there was such a day."

Verak calmed down his emotions: "Nord, I took great risks to come here today, not to entangle with you. You are the only person I can trust in this city and this world, who can keep me real... "

"I understand, Verac. In fact, if I were replaced by you, it would be hard to imagine what choice I would make when facing Dempsey's betrayal. I am not resenting you, walking between brothers To this point, it is not a problem of one person. I just simply saw through some things and found that I was too naive. The world I yearned for was actually not beautiful, and it was full of spiritual stench, which I could not tolerate. "Nord said.

   "...I respect your choice." After a while, Verak got up and came to the door, putting his hand on the doorknob, "It's a pity that I have no turning back... Even if there is, I will still go on at all costs."

  (end of this chapter)