Vol 2 Chapter 1017: History and Esso

After thinking about some plans for future actions in general, Al put down his fork, took a sip of ale, and prepared to leave.
But just when Al was about to leave, the anger suddenly rang.
"What the are you doing? I taught you so many things last night. Did you learn it? Your parents sold you to me not to let you follow me and enjoy the blessings, but to let you make money for me. Magic No, it's not funny, but a man likes to wear skirts just like a woman. You really make me feel sick!"
Hearing this angry curse, Al turned his head subconsciously, but saw the clown who was performing magic on the stage just now, and he was hit by the fat boss of the tavern on the ground with a punch in the face.
At this moment, a middle-aged woman with a sharp-mouthed monkey gill came out of the tavern, threw a beautiful white dress on the clown, and said bitterly, "Wearing this mirror all night, If you don’t feel ashamed, I feel ashamed. I really regret buying this from you. No wonder your parents who saw the money just need three gold coins to sell you to us. Now it seems that we spend all three gold coins. too much."
"Yes, you lose money, I tell you, you have no food to eat tonight. I must learn the magic, otherwise I will sell you to the beggar's help, let them cut off your hands and feet and let them go. Go outside to beg to live your life, as for your magic mistake today...this dress is your punishment!"
Having said that, the fat boss suddenly tore the white dress into rags and threw it in front of the clown.
Looking at the clown with a frightened look on his dress, the fat boss suddenly laughed and said grimly: "You guy has remembered this lesson, otherwise the next time it will be more than just the dress being destroyed. It's that simple."
The atrocities of the fat boss and the bitter woman not only did not make the people in the tavern feel unbearable, but burst into laughter. They watched the kneeling clown pointing and laughed at him. He was different.
At this time, the clown did not react to the words of the fat boss and the ridicule of the people in the tavern. He just looked at the dress in front of him with his already swollen eyes, and the dead sister was wearing it flashed in his mind. The look of the dress, and when my sister found out that she liked to wear women's clothing, she softly voiced her safety and gave her favorite dress to her memory.
The clown stretched out his blood-stained, slightly trembling hands, and picked up the torn dress. This is the only thing left to him by the only person in this world who is good to him, and the only thing he feels in this world Aside from this beauty, all he felt was despair and there was no hope at all, but even this beauty was finally destroyed in the hands of these two condescending people looking at him.
Suddenly, another voice appeared in the clown's heart, that voice was constantly bewitching him, let him destroy everything he saw, and kill all those who dared to abuse him!
Strands of black smoke emanated from the clown's body. The clown suddenly raised his head. At this moment, the clown's originally funny face was full of coldness and indifference. The black smoke was horrified in the tavern. Under his gaze, it turned into an indescribable terrifying face, that face split the scarlet mouth, let out a terrifying howl, and suddenly a source of dark power burst out of the clown and turned into The storm spread to the surroundings and razed the town to the ground in the blink of an eye.
The dark power gradually dissipated, and the clown regained his sanity. He looked at the ruins he was in, tremblingly holding the torn dress and stood up, his lips trembled, and he muttered: "Again, again, am I really possessed by a demon? And this time, I, I killed, I killed, I killed an entire town, I killed."
Al stood behind the clown. He looked at the clown with a complex expression and didn’t know what to say. He didn’t expect that he would actually see each other at this time. After thousands of years of history, he saw the young Aesop the clown of the era!
With a sigh, Al looked at the trembling clown Aisuo in front of him. After obtaining the [Time Lord] blood, Al’s heart would have some understanding from time to time, and finally let Al determine one thing. , That is, he has traveled to this era, he was originally in the history of the main material world.
For example, his participation in the war between the Dark Elf Empire and the Spider Goddess Church was originally in history. If he did not participate in it, it would change history.
For example, he got the black pages from Uropoulos in order to find a way to give it to himself when he was young.
Among them, many things in history require Al to promote ~EbookFREE.me~ to enable history to operate according to normal conditions, and whether Al discovers this problem or not, he will be passive or proactively driven by history. Go forward and participate in history.
As it is now, the bloodline of [Lord of Time] in Al’s body let Al know that the clown Aesop appeared here, destined to follow Al to become his disciple, and through Al’s help, let Aesop go through the most difficult period. Time.
Taking a deep breath, Al shook his head with a wry smile, and muttered to himself: "Really... to his grandma's history."
With a helpless smile, Al walked over to Aisso. He looked at Aisso and asked, "You...what's your name?"
Regarding Al who suddenly appeared in front of him, the Esso of this era backed back again and again, looking at Al at a loss, and whispered: "No, no name, I don’t have a name, the previous name was when I was sold. There is no more, now... now I only have one name, and that is Joker."
"So, let me give you a name, call it Esso, what do you think?"
"Esso...Esso...well, then, it's called Esso."
"Aesop, how old are you this year?"
"Fourteen."
"Fourteen years old? That's still a child, so have you thought about where to go next?"
Listening to Al’s words, Esso shook his head and said,
No, I don’t know, I am possessed by a demon, so I can’t go to people’s places, I will hurt them, maybe, maybe I just die. Yes, in this world, there is nothing worthy of my nostalgia in this world. Even the dress my sister left me has been torn apart, and there is no more nostalgia."
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