A sword

Chapter 309 Brother

The indifferent Burton Rosier suddenly cried loudly, and Lance and Lan Jun were dumbfounded on the spot...

"You fucking bastard, who the hell are you! You fat pig! Bastard!" Burton scolded and cried incoherently. Although he didn't know how to curse and used children's words, the covering words still scolded Lan Jun stunned and didn't understand where he provoked him at all.

"Damn... Who the hell... Who the hell are you... How can this be like this? Why are there so many monsters in this world... I can't stand it... It's really hard when I was a genius..." Burton Rosier leaned against the bed and cried with a headache and lost his high-level peak strength. At this moment, the magic fluctuations in his body at least needed It takes a day to recover, but he can only return to his own high-level primary level. At this moment, Burton was like an ordinary person, without profound mana support. In addition, he seemed to have suffered an unacceptable blow because he saw Lan Jun. Finally, he collapsed on the spot, ignored the existence of his brother and this fat stranger, and cried directly...

Lan Jun found that the situation was not good and moved his nose. He looked at Lance beside him helplessly and said, "I don't think I should have done anything wrong, but looking at the current situation, I'd better go first."

Lance swallowed his saliva, and he didn't expect that there was such a fragile heart hidden under the second brother's indifferent appearance. He actually cried like a child. He knew that if Lan Jun stayed here again, it would be embarrassing, so he nodded and said, "Okay, you go first. Today's matter, please trouble you. If it were me, I'm afraid it would be troublesome to solve it.

"Don't be polite to me." The fat man patted Lance on the shoulder, smiled and said, "Then you can do it yourself. I... Well, I have something to do. I'll be back in three or five days. See you then." With that, without waiting for Lance to reply, he waved his hand, and the magic on his body lit up and flashed directly. I don't know if it's uncomfortable to stay here, or I'm afraid that Lance will ask him what he's going to do...

After cursing in one breath, Burton sat weakly by the bed, with a runny nose and tears, and no longer had a little tall demeanor. He just cursed in a low voice, and didn't know who he was scolding or what. I didn't pay attention to Lance's conversation with the fat man at all, let alone the unpredictable strange fat man, who has disappeared at this moment.

Wait for the fat man to leave, Lance sighed and looked at his second brother Burton, who was leaning against the bed. He was a little funny and sad. His father was a good man, but he was too old-fashioned, too strict, and usually too busy to be a competent father. I once resolutely joined the temple because I was too unbearable to stand the atmosphere at home. Now, the second brother, who seems to be beautiful, is not doing well. Of course, he knew that this was not deliberately done by his father Quinn Rossil, just because his requirements were too strict, and there was no hostess in the family to maintain neutrality, so that the children could only desperately move towards the best.

From Burton's intermittent crying and scolding just now, Lance can hear that the reason why he collapsed was first of all because his magical cultivation that had finally reached the peak of the high level had fallen back to the primary level, and the fundamental reason seemed to have been stimulated by some 'weirds'. He said that it's really hard to be a genius. It's so painful that he can see that he really has suffered too much pressure.

According to Lance's analysis, I'm afraid Burton was stimulated by a genius that he didn't care about the danger of practicing this ancient spell that he got from nowhere. Today, I saw a more talented person, who was defeated and suppressed by that man, which painfully collapsed...

Walking to Burton, Lance squatted down, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Okay, it's okay."

Burton was immersed in his own world. His magic power was not available, so he did not find anyone coming to his side. He was touched by Lance's hand, and his body trembled involuntarily and retreated.

Lance sighed, followed again, squatted down, patted him on the back, and said, "Well, it's over. It's okay..."

This time Burton finally woke up a lot. He looked up at Lance, lowered his head and didn't say anything. He was just trying to control his emotions and stop crying.

Although Burton didn't say much, Lance could see that his eyes had returned to Qingming, which was the real Qingming, without the rage and madness of the previous battle. There is no cold blood and indifference this morning. Knowing that this was Lan Jun's spell suppression, which made the second brother return to a normal state, Lance did not hesitate much. Now it is a good opportunity to calm the other party's emotions and understand the origin of that skill.

"How are you feeling now?" Lance asked softly.

Burton Rossil took a few deep breaths, slowly calmed down his emotions, and then casually wiped the tears and nose on his face. Instead of answering Lance's question directly, he raised his eyes and asked, "Has that guy gone?"

"Well, he has left." Lance nodded.

"Wow...this, who the hell is this fat man, freak?" Burton suddenly gritted his teeth and stared at Lance.

Lance knew why he cared so much. He pondered for a while, and then said seriously, "He is a disciple of Sword Saint Roland, a double practitioner of magic and martial arts. I'm afraid it's not an excessive to call him the first genius in the world. Let's not compare with him."

" hiss..." Hearing this, Burton couldn't help taking a deep breath. He was shocked and said, "The sword saint, a double-material practitioner... I didn't expect that this handsome fat man was also a big magician. How old is he..." His voice was not high, and he didn't look at Lance. He didn't know whether he was talking to himself or asking.

"He is 20 years old." Lance said directly.

"Twenty!" Burton narrowed his eyes, then looked at his brother next to him and hummed, "Lance, you are always so unmotivated. You don't have to compare with these geniuses, but I have to compare."

Lance smiled, but didn't say anything. He really doesn't need to compare with anyone now, because he believes that with his current progress, he will soon return to the peak, and then win the mysterious realm of the Holy Land, so he is not a genius. He really doesn't care.

However, his smile was misunderstood in Burton's eyes. The young and arrogant mage thought that his brother seemed to be only 16 years old, but he was already a high-level swordsman. Such a figure was also a shocking genius, but he had always looked down on him before. Thinking of this, Burton couldn't help feeling a little powerless. There are too many excellent young people in the world. It's too hard for him to catch up one by one and become the best one.

Now that he no longer has the strength of a high-level peak, I'm afraid it will be difficult to catch up with the freak I've seen before, coupled with the fat man I've seen today who is more horrible than the freak, the desire to fight for fame and profit is lighter. He looks at this 16 years old, but he has grown into a generation. The strong man's younger brother is a little curious and seems to have never known him. Smiling at himself, Burton said slowly, "I didn't expect that one day I would need my brother to comfort me as a brother."

Lance also smiled, because although Burton laughed at himself, his smile was soft, which was the relative in his impression, so he smiled gently and said, "We are all a family. Who doesn't have a difficult time?" No matter what kind of grievances and setbacks you have suffered outside, this family will always be the warm and sheltered harbor.

"Ha ha, I didn't expect you to say such a thing." Burton smiled a little, but he didn't know how to express it, and sighed gently. Then he thought of something and asked doubtfully, "Lance, since the fat man just now is a sword saint, how did you know him?"

Lance was stunned and looked at his second brother's appearance. He thought that the other party was going to talk about his family affairs, but he didn't expect that he was still concerned about things related to cultivation. He couldn't help laughing, but he didn't smile. He knew that this was the sequela of the struggle. When he met an excellent young genius, he wanted to know more.

"You have been away from home for a long time. I have now been admitted to the college and have become an elite in the half-year assessment. Lan Jun I met by chance during this mission, because... Well, because of the similar interests, he is now a better friend. Lance thought for a moment that he and the fat man's interests were really different, but there was nothing he could do. That's the best explanation now.

"So that's it... OK... OK. Then you have to maintain this relationship and learn more from others. Burton sighed a few times, and then looked at Lance's earnest words.

"Well, I will." Lance nodded.

Burton nodded and then was silent, not knowing what to say.

Lance knows that he is not used to such heart-to-heart talks. After all, he has been lonely and struggling for too long. If he wants to have a good talk, he still needs to take his time. He was not in a hurry, hesitated, and then asked carefully, "Is it hard for the second brother to spend time outside?"

"Ha ha, hard work is natural, but if you have a goal, you won't feel much pain." Burton smiled in a low voice.

What he said is vague and simple. Lance knows that maybe he doesn't want to talk too much for the time being, or he is not used to it. He is considering whether to come slowly and gradually cycle. Anyway, both of them have returned home, and now they are in the period of Divine Grace. There are many opportunities to communicate.

Thinking about it, Burton unexpectedly took the initiative to speak. Alas, dreams and goals have been great, but they still underestimated many things in the world. The road of practice is too far, and in the process of moving towards the goal, I find that I have been changed a lot..."

Lance nodded and said seriously, "I would like to be a loyal listener."