The sin of wearing a crown

Two days later, the weather suddenly turned cold and cold. The City of Steam, which was constantly spewing industrial waste gas, was covered with a layer of haze that made people feel a little nervous. The strong wind began to blow a drizzle like cow hair in the sky.

The chill of this autumn has begun to show up, and everyone is wearing a layer of clothing.

Clark's burial was in the cemetery.

Not many people came to express condolences, which was a bit inconsistent with the publicity that he was called a hero. This kind of deserted farewell had indescribable consequences for Linn, who was dressed in black today, even his shirt was black. Depressed. He stood among a group of people who were also dressed in black. He was inconspicuous and lacked the high-spirited pride of the past.

With her platinum-blonde hair clinging to her scalp, raindrops falling and staining the collar of her black coat, Lin silently stared at the priest as he said the last prayers on the coffin.

That traitor is leaving forever.

He gave them a blow and left. This blow was his last lesson, and he didn't even have a chance to refute.

"May the deceased rest in peace, burn away their filth, and return their souls to the kingdom of the gods." The priest said his final farewell solemnly, and the whole farewell process was very depressing and painful.

Everyone who came had a bit of sadness in their eyes.

Although many people know some inside stories and know that he is a traitor, they still feel sad about the passing of an old clerk like Clark. The other branches didn't send anyone to express their condolences. They probably knew it and didn't want to come here to rub salt into the wound. This hero's medal is more like a pillar of shame.

As the coffin was covered with shovelfuls of floating soil, Linn blinked and couldn't help but look up at the lead-clouded sky.

'Farewell, teacher. ’

No matter what you have done, no matter what your final madness is, in my heart you will always be that ordinary clerk. But it is this ordinary document that has provided care and guidance on my way forward, so this teacher is sincere.

Lynn laid a flower on Clark's casket.

It was a bouquet of marigolds, a rare pure white color. It was the result of his hard work over the past two days.

Clark's epitaph was left behind during his lifetime: Regrets that cannot be made up for are the greatest regrets.

After laying flowers, Lynn met Clark's father, the owner of the restaurant, who looked a little rich. He is obviously a fat man, but he feels like he has lost a lot of weight in two days. His red eyes are full of sadness, as if this old man has lost half of his body.

As a member of the third team, Lynn should have stepped forward to comfort him.

But the young gentleman, who was usually eloquent and socially awesome, was as motionless as a fool at this moment. The soles of his feet seemed to have roots, and he couldn't move his legs towards him. He couldn't help but growl in his heart.

'damn it! How can I express my condolences to a father who has lost two sons? Do you want me to say that Clark is a hero? What kind of kidnapping is this kind of white lie? ! ’

I don't know who gave Linn a gentle push.

Lin En realized that he was not as determined as he had imagined. He came to the father's body with somewhat frivolous steps, and there was the faint cry of a child not far away. The father was sitting on the ground unable to bear it. When he saw Lin En, an apologetic light flashed in his originally sad eyes, as if he was apologizing for being too sad. He looked like this at all. Not like a gentleman.

"I……"

The little gentleman's tongue was a little knotted. He didn't know what to say. He was also most afraid of this situation before traveling through time. It was a scene that made your thinking stagnant, and no matter what you did, it didn't feel right.

"You are a handsome young gentleman. I heard Clark mention you. He said you are very smart..."

In the end it was the grieving father who came to the rescue.

Lin En nodded like a puppet and responded mechanically. He clearly heard what he was talking about, but his brain seemed to have filtered out what he said specifically. Even Chaoyi was overwhelmed by this excessive sadness. Zhongdu unknowingly flinched a little.

Farewell in life and death, white-haired people seeing off black-haired people, comrades betrayed and left, orphans crying.

All this mixed together is like the most deadly bitter drink.

Lin En remembered that he opened his mouth as if he said something, and then ran to the side in despair. When he came to his senses, he was holding on to a tree and retching. The overly strong and sad emotions severely impacted Lin En's heart. Even a tough heart could not help but feel sad at this moment.

A blue handkerchief was suddenly delivered from one side, and Linn subconsciously took it.

"Thanks."

"This is the first time I've seen you in such a mess." Aitali's natural arrogance sounded with a strong and crisp voice, like the whimpering of a glass harp.

At this time, she was wearing a simple and solemn black dress, and her hand socks were also black, making her look much more mature and solemn. The girl in the wheelchair seems to be stronger than Lynn. In this rich atmosphere of sadness, she still maintains a rationality that I don't know how to evaluate, like a gorgeous wheelchair sculpture.

Wiping the corner of his mouth, Lin suddenly remembered that when he was confused just now, it was Aitali who pushed him from behind.

He probably made her laugh.

"Well, it's not bad. At least my energy has picked up again." Paying attention to the changes in Lin En's energy and energy, Aitali raised her lips somewhat proudly, showing a rare expression of satisfaction.

"I'm not that fragile. It was just too sudden." Lin En argued for his own dignity. He wiped the corners of his mouth and still didn't dare to look directly at Atali with his blue eyes.

Probably because he was afraid of being found guilty.

"As an extraordinary person, you are destined to experience such things. For you, this may be just the beginning." Aitali didn't seem to be very good at comforting others, and the words spit out from the knowledgeable Tan mouth were also full of... The hard rationality is like the cold wind in late autumn.

"If possible, I don't want to lose another important person." Lin En said with a wry smile.

"I have the same idea as her. I don't want to lose anyone. Well, I have a higher opinion of you. So, Mr. Lynn Moriarty, please take care of me in the future. I have difficulty walking up and down the stairs and I will need you." Please help." Aitali raised her bare hands to Lin En, her slender palms looked beautiful under the socks.

"It should."

Lin En held it subconsciously, and then showed a puzzled look.

What do you mean, please take care of me in the future?

"Ye Fenni hasn't had time to tell you yet. From today on, I will be the clerk of [Lamp Holder]. Well, it will probably take some time to get promoted, but don't worry, I can handle the paperwork easily." Aita Li shook Linn's hand gently, and then retracted it as if she was sensitive.