Agath

(three)

"Jingle, jingle."

"Hello? May I ask who you are?"

"Yes, I am Mrs. Gund."

"Novis? What's the matter with him?"

Ymir pricked up his ears, and easily heard a business-like voice from the other end of the phone saying, "Your husband, Novus Gund, had a car accident while driving, and the crashed car was caused by There was an explosion caused by an oil leak, so he passed away without rescue. I'm sorry ma'am, please forgive me."

Just as Ymir himself expected, his mother, Bestra Gund, who was well-behaved and well-educated, did not faint or collapse after her husband died.Instead, she thanked him calmly and hung up the phone.

"Novis Gund, he is the pride of our town."

The funeral was held in an orderly manner under the arrangement of Mrs. Gund.

Ymir and his mother sat side by side on the pews of the open-air church in the small town, listening to the old priest recite the formulaic eulogy in an emotionless voice.Mrs. Gunder wore a long black dress today. The weather was already hot, and this airtight dress was even more breathless.She held a fan in her slender hand wearing white gloves, and fanned it a few times from time to time.Her entire face was hidden under the veil, making it impossible to see her expression clearly.

Ymir's eyes seemed to be nailed to the portrait of his father in front of him, and he remained motionless.Nowis can always think of various ways to make his son happy.Ymir remembered that his father took him to hunt in the forest, they lurked together in the dense grass, without eating or drinking for several hours, just waiting for the prey to relax their vigilance, and then killed them with a single shot.In my impression, my father has always been approachable and gentle, which is very different from my mother who put on airs of a noble lady.

Mother... huh?Ymir glanced at Mrs. Gund next to her, and felt that there was probably no sad expression on her face under the veil.It was like this a long time ago, father and mother only maintained superficial harmony, even overly polite, and they didn't feel like a family at all.

"Ymir...Ymir..."

There seemed to be a faint sound floating in the air.

Ymir raised his head vigilantly, and glanced around.Almost all the people in the town were here. They all lowered their heads and listened to the pastor's eulogy quietly. No one else spoke.

"He was just, kind, courageous and always did his best to help all those in need."

No, that voice doesn't belong to anyone sitting here.

Ymir looked along where the priest was.

There is a hillside, and a man is standing there in the distance.He was wearing an antique maroon suit that was obviously not the local style, and his long blond hair was tied in a bunch behind his head, like a nobleman in the last century.There was a familiar aura about him, but Ymir racked his brains and couldn't think of when he had seen this person in front of him.On the other hand, facing Ymir's probing eyes, an unpredictable smile slowly formed on the corner of his mouth.

"Mr. Novus Gund will always be remembered and honored in our memory."

The pastor's voice seemed to come from far away, but it was like thunder on the ground, which shocked Ymir all over.

Yes, there was a moment when Ymir vaguely saw the shadow of his dead father in this man, even though he had a completely different temperament from his father.

Long-term hunting experience told Ymir that this man was far more dangerous than any prey he had ever seen.

The crowd began to riot, and those who had come to the funeral were preparing to leave.Ymir stood up and saw the man in the distance took a step back.He pointed his slender and bony index finger on his thinned lips, and made a silent movement.

"See you later." His lips moved slightly, but it made the words reach Ymir's ears very clearly.