Indescribable tarot cards

"Run, Ron! What are you waiting for!" The housekeeper pushed the stunned Ron and shouted angrily.

The unrestrained force even pushed him to the ground when he was caught off guard, and Ron's head even hit the ground hard.

There seemed to be slippery blood dripping down, and the severe pain stimulated Ron's nerves. The world in front of him became blurred, and only a few figures could be seen.

Then, he saw two figures overlapping each other, and heard the butler's painful scream.

He saw it and saw a figure that seemed to have long spikes growing out of it.

However, even so, Ron was still in a daze.

He still couldn't figure out why things turned out the way they did now.

Didn't dad want to give him a sailing long boat?

Didn’t his mother promise to make him a noble dress with her own hands?

Didn't Uncle Tom promise that he would take him to his manor in the countryside in a few days to see the pony he was so longing for?

But why...

Why does this happen?

"Run, Ron! Run!" Because his internal organs were damaged and blood surged up, blocking the organs, Tom's voice was more like a whimper.

But he was still reminding him, reminding him of the last blood of the Held family.

However, as the head of the Pulan family exerted his strength, the tentacles raging from his body destroyed his last chance of life.

The reminder sound stopped abruptly.

The picture becomes clear.

As a result, Ron saw a half-blooded face staring at him, with a black mouth wide open, bloody and ferocious.

Pu Lan calmly poked his head out from Tom's side and smiled softly: "Ron, come to Dad quickly. Your mother still has something to say to you."

An unknown fear seized Ron's heart, and at some point, hot tears welled up in his eyes. The six- or seven-year-old child covered his mouth, trying his best to suppress his sobs, and shook his head desperately.

Regardless of the hot ground, he couldn't even stand up. His legs kicked the ground randomly, all he wanted to do was get as far away from the man in front of him as possible.

Seeing his biological child trying to escape, Pulan frowned dissatisfied, casually threw away Tom who was in the way, carefully arranged his lover's hair, and approached slowly, "Ron, what's wrong with you? Do you hate me? ?”

The retreat in the sea of ​​​​fire was limited. When Ron felt the heat of the flames on his back, his face turned pale.

There is no way out...

Almost rolling and crawling, he stood up, clutching the pocket dagger hidden in his boot.

It was a birthday gift from his father, hoping that he could face life like a warrior.

This is his daily toy and his last weapon.

Looking at Ron with slightly red eyes and a stubborn expression, Pulan couldn't help but become impatient and raised his voice a bit, "What's going on? Ron, what are you doing? Didn't I tell you not to aim the weapon?" Family? Put it down! Did you hear me? Put it down!"

Ron's vision was blurry because of the unstoppable tears, but he still cried and shook his head.

He didn't speak, but the dagger was shaking due to excessive force and tension.

"Disobedient? Ron, what's going on? Why don't you listen to me!?"

Pu Lan began to roar, and his voice was mixed with some strange sounds, like the screams of some kind of creature.

At some point, his two legs had completely split and turned into four or five wet and tough octopus tentacles.

In other words, his lower body has completely broken away from the category of human beings.

The confrontation continued, and Ron, who was five or six years old, brandished the toy-like dagger and warned his father.

"Ron, do you hate me? I'm sorry, I know, I was wrong, I shouldn't run around for money, I know, I can only see you a few times a year...Dad is wrong..."

For some reason, Pu Lan's originally ferocious expression turned a little sad.

"I promise, my child, I promise that this time, I will fulfill my responsibilities as a father, Ron, let's take mom with us to travel around the world, okay?"

Don’t you want to see the icebergs in the far north? Don’t you want to see how people from the Kingdom of Green fight with violent bears in the snow? Don’t you want to see the mysterious stone statues in the Kingdom of Lenofica?

I know that you have always wanted to go and see it. I know that my blood is flowing in your body. Ron, I know that you will be the best explorer in the world in the future. I believe in you, son, when I am old. , I will personally be your assistant and help you publish books, biographies, and operas!

Dad is busy, you know, always on the boat. I always missed your birthday before. I remember it. I couldn't help it, but that was all in the past. Now, from now on, Ron, Dad promises, I really I'll take you, oh, and mom, we'll be together, no one can separate us, Ron, trust dad again, please. "

Pulan's body was collapsing and reorganizing. Under Ron's gaze, he had already turned into an inhuman monster, and even his voice became dull.

Only his face still retained its human form, retaining that look of expectancy.

As if to increase his persuasion, he eagerly held up his lover's hair and shook the head towards Ron.

"Look, Ron, your mother agreed, she agreed! She's calling you, Ron, come on, my child, come on, let daddy make it up to you, please."

However, Ron still shook his head silently and resolutely, and finally spoke: "Mr. Plan, my father said..."

He took a hard breath of snot, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and roared: "A man, don't ask for help!"

A deep disappointment appeared on Pu Lan's face, and this disappointment disappeared in the crazily squirming muscles in the blink of an eye.

The last shred of humanity was drowned.

So, this monster named Pulan asked angrily: "Ron, why don't you listen to me?! Why do you always do this!? I am your father!"

The next moment, this giant octopus-like creature, which was as tall as two people, rushed toward Ron, a child who was only five or six years old.

Poulan lost patience and admitted that he was disappointed.

Why couldn't Ron accept him?

Why couldn't Ron, like her, always understand him?

He also wanted to succeed, but that storm capsized his boat!

The goods were all gone, and there was nothing he could do about it, right?

He has to find a way!

As the man of the family, he has to stand up!

Why are the eyes so strange?

Just because he failed?

Just because he can't make any money?

He didn't want to!

Ron, who was five or six years old, could not react at all. He could only watch blankly, letting him be shrouded in shadow.

And the next moment, a golden light pierced his eyes.

A sword descends from the sky.

He saw the sword pierce the monster in front of him, saw the sword light cut the monster into pieces in an instant, and saw black-red blood flying freely in the air.

And he rushed forward desperately, catching the fallen mother's... head in the light of the sword.

"Interesting, there are still living people..."

Ron, who was crying with his mother in his arms, had no time to see who the voice was.

"May I have your name?"

The only response was the cry of pain.

"Okay, boy, come with me and introduce yourself. My name is San Eniboding. You can call me Bodin. Forget it, you won't listen anyway."

The man said to himself: "Yes, maybe you will die, right, kid?"