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Chapter 607 The vulgar script, accidentally left (4k)(2/2)

"We have been pursuing hard in the dark for hundreds of years. Some people are crazy, some are tired, and some even think that all this is nothing more than the delusions of our ancestors, hiding it in the deepest part of history and unwilling to read it."

"But the head of Walkerdale's family has always inherited such a creed and never gave up."

The next moment, the depression swept away, and replaced by unobstructed joy.

Matidal looked at Simmons, his eyes were filled with joy, happiness, hard work, and excitement of seeing the light, and relief that he had been looking forward to for hundreds of years. "And now, we have waited."

Matidal's eyes were very sharp, and his eyes were heavy as if they were substance.

But unexpectedly, Simmons did not lose his composure. Although he was lost for a moment due to this sudden impact, he did not retreat, but went straight to meet him.

“What about the price?”

Simmons' throat squirmed for a moment, as if he had subconsciously dry mouth and tongue.

"What?" Matidal asked back.

"I'm talking about the price?" Simmons took a deep breath and suppressed the slight tremor.

"I won't believe that something is falling into the sky, it doesn't cost a little."

"So, since I have obtained the [fortunate] of [my Lord], I will inevitably have to pay and lose something."

“Right?”

With eyes connected, Simmons said his thoughts.

After looking at each other for a while, Matidal smiled, "It's very good."

"You're right, everything in this world comes at a price."

"But you don't have to worry, for you, this is more beneficial than disadvantages."

"Besides, it's too early for you to worry about these things."

Simmons' lips were closed tightly and he wanted to open it several times, but in the end, he just nodded, "I get it."

Daphne was in the same game, listening to the conversation between the two, looking at Simmons with unconcealed concerns.

Although Matidal did not answer in the end what the price was.

However, if you think about it, you will know that this is bound to be not simple.

If we can connect the environment of this world, the fog outside the holy city, the sleepiness of [My Lord], etc.

It is easy for them to think about what a heavy responsibility this is.

However, just as Morse decided to attack them before, they could only accept it.

[Gam, this script is getting more and more bloody.]

[The humble young man carried the destiny and then embarked on the road to save the world.]

[This is a damn, a third-rate flop writer wouldn't write such things!]

[If you sacrifice another sister during this process, it will cause even more cerebral hemorrhage.]

Thinking of this in my heart, Alan's eyes were solemn.

Inadvertently projecting into the distance and landing on Matidal, Alan's mind was not just complaining.

Logically speaking, there is no problem with what the other party shows or talks.

Emotions, tone, ups and downs, staggered heights and compact rhythms, which can be regarded as an extremely good speech.

But the problem is that Allen always feels that something is wrong with the other party.

This felt that there was no reason, but Allen had no intention of doubt.

【What the hell is going on?】

Alan looked at Matidal quietly, but what he saw was fine.

"Okay, that's all about this. The most important thing you have to deal with Morse's counterattack. He won't watch his own position be taken away by others!"

At this time, Matidal seemed to have recovered his calmness and spoke to Simmons.

"Okay, thank you, Grandpa, butler."

When I heard this, I realized that it was not like I continued to say more.

Although there were still many things to ask in my heart, Simmons and Daphne also agreed well.

"Brother Johnson."

Simmons and Daphne turned around and looked at Allen and shouted, as if asking him to leave together.

only……

"You guys leave first, I have something to talk about with this gentleman."

Matidal's voice suddenly remembered, but interrupted the communication between the three.

Simmons and the others were stunned and turned to look at Matidal, and found that the other party was serious and did not seem to be joking.

"That, Grandpa, butler..."

Before Simmons could finish his words, he was interrupted by Matidal.

"Don't worry, just say something and won't hurt him."

After saying that, as if to make the two more at ease, Matidal nodded. He went up and down, slowly and sincerely.

"You guys go out first."
Chapter completed!
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