That was the woodcutter who specially invited a doctor with a well-known and skilled skills.
What a great doctor...
They don't know where they have it and don't have the ability to ask for it.
...
What they can count on...
It was still only the young scholar who woke up on his own.
Or abide by the agreement...
Three months later, the black monster was completely removed from his life and memory.
...
The woman gave food to the young scholar.
...
The woodcutter also set off with his dry food.
...
The young scholar opened the door.
There is a lunch box at the door.
He bent down and picked it up.
He didn't rush to turn back into the room.
Instead, he looked up at the sky.
It is different from the dark sky last night, the sky is as clear as blue at this time.
Bright and clear.
It makes people's hearts brighter.
...
The young scholar turned around.
He sat leaning against the windowsill.
Everything that happened last night continued to recur in his mind.
He saw the black monster.
He actually saw the black monster again.
When he was unprepared.
The black monster appeared like that.
...
only……
Their meeting was different from his fantasy countless times in the past.
Totally different.
He thought...
The young scholar was stunned.
Why did he?
He called the other party a black monster...
They are not friends.
There is no so-called bond.
When he met for the last time, he cursed at the other party, hysterically...
So, why did he think...
Will their meeting be taken care of by the other side?
It would be great if you didn't scold him.
This way, they looked at each other speechlessly, and looked at them as strangers...
Isn't it normal?
...
But……
That was when both sides were tacitly aware of...
He's chasing...
Isn’t his attitude of wanting to talk clearly?
No.
He ignored the other party's ignorance of him...
He said everything he wanted to say...
Strong attitude.
The voice is loud.
...
He felt he had never been so excited.
He acted so unusual.
It's a pity.
The other party did not feel his unusualness at all.
The other party's attitude ends with one end.
Just ignore him.
...
No matter how hard he tried...
He was regarded as a lunatic by his brother...
He still didn't get the slightest response from the black monster.
...
madman……
The young scholar pulled the corners of his mouth.
He never thought that this word would be put on himself...
Because there were so many things that happened last night, he was limited in energy and did not show too much reaction to this vocabulary.
One night passed.
When the young scholar felt a little tingling when he woke up, he thought of this word again.
He took a deep breath.
madman……
Ha ha.
How could he be a lunatic?
He was never a lunatic.
He just wanted an answer to let him go.
...
Is this difficult?
...
The performance of the black monster told him...
Um.
This is very difficult.
...
The young scholar had a vague premonition.
This life...
He probably won't get this answer.
...
The young scholar shook his head hard.
He still has time.
Although not much.
The young scholar looked stunned.
My brother gave him three months.
...
Three months, it’s not long, it’s definitely not short...
The young scholar unconsciously spread his palms.
I just feel that time flows through his palms like quicksand.
Even if you clench your fists.
It is only in vain to try to keep it.
...
Three months...
Can he get the answer he wants?
...
If possible...
Naturally the best.
Although he himself doesn't know what he wants to hear from the black monster now?
Apologize?
explain?
admit?
...
The young scholar smiled bitterly.
He doesn't know.
...
But no matter which one...
The young scholar felt that he could probably let go...
...
What if it was still the same as last night?
The black monster didn't give him any response.
Leave him alone... go crazy.
What should he do?
Keep the promise...
Give up getting answers from the black monster.
Is this the only choice?
otherwise……
Is he going to force his brother to kneel down for himself?
...
The young scholar paused all over.
I thought that my brother almost knelt down last night...
He still felt a little uncomfortable.
Even if it's just a little bit.
...
My brother is really ruthless...
The young scholar rubbed his face hard.
He really didn't expect...
My brother can actually do this.
My brother is forcing him...
Force him to abide by their agreement...
My brother also saw his swaying...
Yeah?
...
So I made a tough move...
Brother, this is not giving him any room for hesitation.
...
He was really threatened by his brother...
How could he let his brother kneel down to himself?
What a rebellious thing this is?
...
It's really...
The young scholar gently hit the border of the window with his head.
My brother found the killer.
...
For this killer move, he...
There is no way.
...
He was helpless.
I can only raise my hand to surrender.
...
So he really doesn't have much time...
He didn't mean that he had planned to violate the agreement from the beginning.
He kept his word to speak.
But it involves black monsters...
He always loses some of his sanity by chance.
Maybe……
Because the black monster is an existence outside of common sense...
It made him unable to give up easily.
He couldn't help but break his principles again and again...
...
The young scholar looked stunned.
He realized once again the influence of the black monster on him.
He thought of his questioning of the black monster last night.
And prayer.
He begged the other party to send him...
...
His concern for the black monster...
Is it really the black monster that bewitched him?
...
"Dong, dun, dun..."
The young scholar slapped his head one after another.
A slight pain spreads.
The young scholar was unaware of anything.
He seemed to want to wake himself up.
...
The young scholar didn't know how to let himself put down his concern for the black monster...
My brother is about to kneel down at him...
He was still wondering when he would see the black monster again next time...
He has less than three months left.
He clenched his fists.
He told himself.
Only three months.
No more time.
This is his agreement with his brother.
It cannot be violated.
No luck.
Just three months...
...
So……
In case for the rest of the time...
The black monster no longer appears...
what to do?
...
The young scholar had no idea about the appearance of the black monster.
He didn't know when the black monster would appear?
Like before last night...
The black monster has never appeared at night.
...
Will it appear at night next time?
...
It's good at night too.
The young scholar thought of what he promised his brother.
Chapter completed!