Chapter 58

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"Eh?" Rafal blinked his eyelids in confusion, and paused, "What...you?"

    I moved my lips, but didn't say anything, just shook my head stiffly, and let out a long breath. He didn't know about the entanglement between Agares and me, so he obviously didn't understand the meaning of my sudden words. After all, it would be a strange logic to connect all these, because my grandfather was also a young man in his twenties when Dr. Winograd was young. At that time, there was no me at all. The young Agares made a promise that he didn't know whether he could keep - to pay the grandson he didn't have at that time as a "check". Damn, how ridiculous that sounds!

    Only I believe that this is the cause and effect of Agares suddenly breaking into the gear of my destiny, although I don't want to admit it. I don't want to believe my reasoning at all. I guess my grandfather may have lost his mind when he made such a promise. Maybe he was impulsive and reckless at the time. He never thought of the huge impact it would have on me in the future, and I can't blame a deceased relative. ——I still clearly remember how much he loved me when I was young.

    He often took me fishing, rafting, and camping, and let me spend my whole childhood carefree by the sea. Until now, whenever I look at the sea, I still think of his hearty and kind smile, and his touching me The generosity of the palm, these are settled in the deepest mind, so I can not forget. He even played the role of my father.

    I don't believe that these behaviors are all to fulfill the promise he made, although when I think about it carefully now, some of his past behaviors are really weird. He often shoots fireworks towards the vast sea, and often stops at the bow to blow Sound the horn, as if calling and responding to something. Is he trying to dedicate me to Agares?     My breathing was tight, my mind seemed to be blown by a sudden strong wind, my thoughts were scattered and messy, what Rafal said next seemed to pass by my ears, and I didn't hear a single word.



    "Desaro!" Rafael shook my eyes, bringing me back to my senses, "So, listen, these Nazis may be eyeing you because they know about your grandpa's past, you have to Be careful, and try to use what you know to keep your life alive, the time portal can let them know, because even if they go in, it will be difficult for them to get out..." "Understood, I will," I took a deep breath and collected

    myself , forcing himself to retract his dusty thoughts, his eyes fell heavily on Da Vinci: "I will try to save my life and delay time for you. Those Nazis need to use me to study Agares, I may You can get limited freedom, maybe you can get a doctor for Da Vinci... Wait!"

    Saying this, I couldn't help thinking of my blood. correct! I slapped my thigh, hurried to the bed, grabbed the corner of Da Vinci's coat, but hesitated again, Eva grabbed the wrist: "Desaro, what are you going to do?" "Deal with

    him The wound...I...maybe there is a way to heal him, but I need you to avoid it." I whispered awkwardly, it's not hard to imagine that it would be a very ugly picture for me to heal Da Wenxi, especially in the In this small room, facing Rafal and Eva. I know that humiliation all too well, and it's as scary as when I was violated in the lab. I should be glad that Da Vinci was asleep, otherwise maybe he would have the urge to commit suicide.

    When I thought about it this way, I couldn't help but think of the monitors, my heart skipped a beat, and I suddenly realized that I did this because those Nazis must be watching here.

    "You'd better not do that," Rafael pressed my arm, shook his head solemnly, and motioned for me to watch his hand brush over Da Vinci's face, and I saw his eyelids like The creases of the heavy bell floated up like a tightly tightened towel, the contours of the eyeballs trembled extremely quickly, and even the muscles of the face twitched, and the whole face was deformed, as if in a fierce fight, a person who was enchanted by a ghost In the encircling nightmare, the slightest slack will be swallowed up.

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