After hearing the end, both Shuangwei and I were silent, fearing that if we spoke, our voices would choke and tears would burst into our eyes. Galen probably didn't want to see such tears of sympathy either.

"So, I said so many words in a roundabout way, you should understand." He raised his eyelids hard and opened his eyes a little wider to show his determination.

"When I wake up this time, with this unwillingness, I just hope that I can pass on my meager legacy."

If it were me two days ago, I would have been ecstatic when I heard this sentence, but now, I am silent.

For some reason, I suddenly had an impulse in my heart, an impulse similar to a pilgrimage. I also wanted to follow Gallon's footsteps and practice hard for thousands of years to see how far I can go and see how better I am.

How did Gallen, who was even more lonely and unfortunate, survive such a miserable life with strength?

After being confused for the past ten years, I didn't find the real answer from Galen, but I did find more courage and determination.

"Teacher Galen, is this really okay? Is it really not because Grandma Akala asked you to do this that you forced yourself to do this?"

"Ha, that's why I said you are a stupid boy. Look at my current appearance and situation. Who else can convince me to do something I don't want to do? I was just reminded by that little kid Akara. Finally,

Now that I’ve woken up, when I get old, I don’t care how long I live, but I can’t care less about whether my skills can be passed down. I thought I could be exempted from vulgarity, but I didn’t expect that I would still be a mortal after all. That’s right, I

He was just an ordinary old man."

Gallen chuckled and slowly turned his head to look at me. His weak and dull eyes revealed a strength, a strength that came from the root and made people feel sacred and great.

It was not until later that I understood that this strange power is the indelible sense of mission flowing in human blood. The reason why human beings are great and powerful is precisely because there are two kinds of things engraved in the soul, whether it is

It is a sacred mission that both noble and despicable people have.

The mission of continuing the mission of future generations and the mission of passing on knowledge.

Perhaps Gallon's miraculous return to life was really awakened by this sense of mission, and it was also because of this sense of mission that I inexplicably wanted to pursue the footsteps that Gallen had walked.

"Actually, until I saw you this morning, I couldn't make up my mind whether to entrust my inheritance to you. In my opinion, you are not the right person. Otherwise, I would have passed on everything back then.

I give it to you not because I value it, but because you are not suitable."

Hey, what, what did the old man say just now?

When I was still immersed in the great sense of mission and couldn't extricate myself, I suddenly heard these words from Guan Guan. It was like being poured a bucket of cold water on me, and I stared at him with big eyes.

It’s only now that you’ve said something like this, to repay me for how moved I was just now, you bastard old man!

"But..." Before I could say anything, Galen made a conscious turn. He probably sensed my murderous intent and wanted to avoid breaking bones.

"However, after seeing you, I made up my mind. Although I still think you are not suitable, I don't even want you to take my path."

"Why do you think I'm unsuitable and not talented enough?" I rolled my eyes secretly and went around in circles. Didn't I still have to take care of this black cauldron myself?

"It's not really a matter of talent. Although there is this consideration, your talent is really... ahem, mainly because... because I'm afraid of being beaten to death by Akala."

"Huh?" Shuangwei and I were stunned. We never expected that this would be the answer.

Afraid of being beaten to death by Akara? Are you kidding me?

"I'm not kidding you. My path can be said to be the unique path that belongs only to me. You also know that I was given a long life by Belial. Do you know where this life came from?

"

Having said this, Galen clutched his chest tightly again.

Shuangwei shook his head, and I shook my head too. Even your good friends don’t know, let alone me.

"I got it from my enemy, the Gluttonous Demon King. At that time, Belial tore off such a big piece of mud from his pet, and directly and roughly stuffed it into my heart. From then on,

From now on, I will have a long life.”

As he casually said such terrifying words, Galen's hand that was tightly grasping his chest suddenly gave me and Twin Tails a feeling.

He always seemed to want to take out his heart, chop it into pieces and throw it away.

I never expected that I thought I knew the whole story of Gallon, but such a cruel fact was still hidden in such a story.

Gallen's enemy took everything away from him, but Gallen had to rely on his enemy's strength to survive and embark on a long and painful road of revenge.

How...cruel, unwilling, and hateful this is.

It seems that there is another reason why Belial must die. This guy who takes pleasure in playing with people's hearts is really heinous and unforgivable. He has reached a state where humans and gods are angry.

After taking a few deep breaths and slowly letting go of his hand, Galen continued speaking calmly, even indifferently.

"So, precisely because I have a long life, I can come up with such a unique method, a unique promotion path, so that I, who is not very talented, can surpass most people."

"Continuously destroying yourself and squandering your extra life can be said to be completely contrary to the purpose of the druid profession and my concept of grand unity. Do you really want to learn it?"

Suddenly, Galen stood up from the wheelchair. His dry body seemed to suddenly expand and become taller and majestic, transforming into a towering giant. Then he looked down at me with unparalleled sharp eyes, examining my small and fragile heart and mind.

soul.
Chapter completed!