AWJOAW :: Volume #9

#839 Part 2: The sword of destiny

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The destiny can joke with you, you can choose before acceptance, sets upright a middle finger to that whore, then laughs is telling her, her making fun of provoked laughter you. 命运会和你开玩笑,你可以选择在接受前,向那个婊子竖个中指,然后再大笑着告诉她,她的捉弄只是把你逗笑了而已。 „I had not forgotten......” he muttered in a low voice said. He thought that that the whole body is the child of blood the form that holds from the ruins, that teaches him to ride a horse, teaches him to wield a sword, when he was suffered by Trial of the Grasses all night sleepless person, when he completes hunting demon commission for the first time, for person who he celebrates, when he encounters the danger for the first time, him the person who drags from the insect nest. “我从没有忘记过……”他低声喃喃说道。他想到了过去,那个将满身是血的孩子从废墟中抱出来的身影,那个教给他骑马,教给他挥剑,在他被青草试炼折磨时彻夜无眠的人,在他第一次完成狩魔委托时,为他庆祝的人,在他第一次遭遇危险时,把他从虫巢中拖出来的人。 Griffin Medallion in wind and snow and dense fog silent speechless. 狮鹫徽章在风雪和迷雾中无声无言。 „I will seize the throat of that whore, ridiculed well her...... said goodbye.” “我会掐住那个婊子的喉咙,好好的嘲笑她一番……再见了。” Until the wind sound/rumor sounds again, he receives medallion, arrives at another side, picked up remaining two medallion, School of the Wolf, School of the Cat. 直到风声再次吹响,他才收起徽章,走到另一边,捡起了剩下的两个徽章,一个狼学派,一个猫学派。 Afterward, he turns around the direction that moves toward to be. 随后,他转身走向希里所在的方向。 Poured in ground the finger of monetary reward hunter. He lifts by the face of blood stain and ice water contamination, reveals that deceitful virulent eye. 身后,倒在地上的赏金猎人的手指动了一下。他抬起被血污与冰水沾染的脸,露出那双狡诈恶毒的眼睛。 Bohart put lightly the footsteps, he grasped a section of sword blade of ground break, he made an effort to grab the sword, he has not gone to take of sword hilt, but was sword sharp that whatever the sword blade cut the own palm, making the palm covered with blood. Long sword of break at this time in his hands probably a short blade. Bohart is sinister and deceitful, like a ghost, the footsteps and Witcher of monetary reward hunter is equally light, equally light to will not make any sound. He touches quickly to the Zelin back. 伯哈特放轻了脚步,他抓起地上断裂的一截剑刃,他用力抓着断剑,他没有去拿有剑柄的那一节,而是剑尖的那一段,任由剑刃划破自己的手掌,让手掌变得血肉模糊。断裂的长剑此时在他的手中就好像一把短刃。伯哈特阴险而狡诈,就像一只幽魂一样,赏金猎人的脚步和狩魔猎人一样轻,一样轻到不会发出任何声音。他快步摸向泽林的背影。 Until the last minute. 直到最后一刻。 He sends out an inhuman scream, is combining all angers and hatreds. 他发出一声非人的尖叫,混杂着所有的愤怒和仇恨。 But Zelin throws instantaneous turning around that punctures in him, the right hand of Witcher grasps the fist, with his entire arm, with the strength of his whole body, the silent movement, is actually combining a stronger indignation! Sword body that this fist hitting ruthlessly is wielding, Zelin saw that Bohart by the face that the anger and hatred twist, saw that dark red blood drop that drops from his body, saw that the short blade that reposing the monetary reward hunter hated, strikes to disintegrate in his full power! 而泽林在他扑刺过来的瞬间转身,狩魔猎人的右手握成拳头,用他的整条手臂,用他全身的力量,无声的动作,却混杂着更强烈的愤慨！这一拳狠狠的打在挥来的剑身上,泽林看到伯哈特被愤怒和仇恨扭曲的脸,看到正从他身上滴落的暗红血滴,看到那把寄托了赏金猎人憎恶的短刃,在他的全力一击下分崩离析！ He noticed that Bohart's the anger in eyes was replaced frightened. 他看到伯哈特的眼睛中的愤怒被恐惧取代。 He sees in Bohart's eyes the unbelievable look. 他看到伯哈特的眼睛中难以置信的神色。 He sees in Bohart's eyes, shines upon a callous and angry person. 他看到伯哈特的眼睛中,映照出一个冷酷而愤怒的人。 The fragment of cracking is tumbling in the dense fog, shines upon on the ice surface, just like the static picture scroll. 崩裂的碎片在迷雾中翻滚着,映照出冰面上,犹如静止的画卷。 People said, Witcher does not have the sentiment. 人们说,狩魔猎人没有感情。 People said, they will only fight for money. 人们说,他们只会为金钱而战。 People said, these variant people will never burst into tears. 人们说,这些变种人从来不会流泪。 People were wrong. 人们错了。 Conceals a sword in the sleeve the ball comes out from the wrist/skill of Witcher, he exhausts the full power, took the hook to fight with the fists in jumping monetary reward hunter the abdomen in midair, the strength even makes Bohart's body fly upwardly. The eyes of monetary reward hunter must protrude probably from the eye socket, the hand of Zelin almost from concealed a sword in the sleeve the abdomen that cuts to enter in Bohart's abdominal cavity, conceals a sword in the sleeve to pierce his jacket, punctured from his back. 袖剑从狩魔猎人的手腕下弹出来,他用尽全力,一个上勾拳打在跃起在半空中的赏金猎人的腹部,力量之强甚至让伯哈特的身体向上飞了一下。赏金猎人的眼睛好像要从眼眶中凸出来,泽林的手几乎从被袖剑划开的腹部打进伯哈特的腹腔里,袖剑刺穿他的夹克,从他的背部刺了出来。 „This is my revenge...... as a person!” “这是我的复仇……作为一个人！” He makes an effort to extract to conceal a sword in the sleeve with the bloody hand. He stands in same place, is staring Bohart who falls down. The cut abdomen closely was being extruded by Bohart's all strengths. But no matter he is firm, his life falls in his fingers. Under Bohart's body, the ice layer was dyed the red. 他用力抽出袖剑和血淋淋的手。他站在原地,盯着倒在地上的伯哈特。划开的腹部被伯哈特的一切力量紧紧地挤压着。但不管他有多么坚定,他的生命在他的手指间滑落。在伯哈特的身下,冰层被染成了红色。 He uses the callous look to visit him. Bohart twitched, steps on the foot heel on the ground. Then he giggle said. 他用冷酷的眼神看着他。伯哈特抽搐了一下,把脚后跟踩在地上。然后他咯咯地叫起来。 This is the sound that he makes finally. 这是他最后发出的声音。 He died. 他死了。
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