NG :: Volume #10

#946: 12-year-old young boy

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Stays in the gloomy ice-cold god country alone, sits above the dignified arrogant throne alone, blows the breath along with the cold wind in the side, along with frost flutters in the sky recklessly, closes the god of present condition of pair of eyes motionless hurricane, but was disappointing. 独自呆在暗淡冰冷的神国里面,独自坐在威严孤高的王座之上,伴随着寒风在身边吹息,伴随着冰霜在天空肆意飘荡,闭上双眼一动不动飓风之神现在的状态可是差劲极了。 No matter the condition or the psychological condition in physiology are so! 不管是生理上的状态还是心理上的状态都是如此！ In the physiology, resisted Arter Dylan who twice legends killed the move of level attack the soul to burst hardly, the legendary knight adhered to stick cohere battle qi on carbine is keeps his wound from healing, although this time gods did not have the severe wound to losing the battle efficiency, but that thorough soul, the thought was being broken the feeling of devastating enough to make any lifeform pain the whole body tremble together. 在生理上,硬抗了两次传奇杀招层次攻击的阿特迪伦已经灵魂破裂了,传奇骑士附着在骑枪上的斗气更是让他的伤口一直无法愈合,虽然此时的神明还没有重伤到失去战斗力,但是那种深入灵魂、连带着思维都一起被破碎蹂躏的感觉还是足够让任何生物痛苦的浑身发抖。 But psychologically ............ has to acknowledge, the scheme of punk already success most, present Arter Dylan was realizing unprecedented, suffers from the belief. 而在心理上…………不得不承认,朋克的计谋已经成功大半了,如今的阿特迪伦正在体会着前所未有的、来自信仰折磨。 The desperate pray sound that this time, he hears no longer is noisy noise one group, but is clear also very dim despair to weep- that is came from a neutral tone sob of little girl follower ............ 这一次,他听到的绝望祈祷声音不再是乱哄哄的喧嚣一团,而是非常清晰又非常朦胧的绝望啜泣-那是来自一个小女孩信徒的轻声哭泣………… This is the grieved low and deep weeping sound, the god of hurricane is very clear this young follower not to make the any mistake, she is only one recites every day industriously teaches the standard simultaneously a little mischievous child, but now, this innocent child must because of being involved in the war of this legend is delivered the flame in the altar to be reduced to ashes. 这是何等令人心痛的低沉哭声呀,飓风之神很清楚这个年幼的信徒并没有做错任何事情,她只是一个每天勤劳背诵教典同时又有点调皮的小孩子而已,但是现在,这个无辜的孩童就要因为卷入这场传奇的战争而被送上火焰的祭坛之中化为灰烬了。 Why does not know, that is full of the question and frightened innocence prayer sound can hardly be removed near Arter Dylan's ear, even if other similarly heavy/thick depressing pray spoken language, just like the ocean waves are whipping his mind generally one after another, however cut and bruised gods how regardless to have no way to disregard this sound immature complaining tearfully. 不知道为什么,那饱含疑问和恐惧的童真祷告声音在阿特迪伦的耳边最为挥之不去,即使其他同样厚重压抑的祈祷言语正如海浪一般轮番拍打着他的心灵,但是遍体鳞伤的神明偏偏无论如何也没法无视掉这份声音稚嫩的哭诉。 Gets hold of the great sword in hand, painful broke by biting own lip, before Arter Dylan remembers for a long time was very very long,...... him to remember his sister suddenly suddenly, remembered ............ his only to be able with the childhood of „pitiful” describing. 握紧手中的巨剑,痛苦的咬破自己的下嘴唇,阿特迪伦恍然间骤然想起很久很久以前……他想起了他的妹妹,想起了…………他那只能用“可悲”来形容的童年。 When the god of future hurricane is also only a 12-year-old young boy, comes has one to be smaller than two months of younger sister him from poor family's Arter Dylan, he still remembers own younger sister's voice and expression, remembers happy appearance that her pitch-black long hair waves with the wind ............ 在未来的飓风之神还只是一个12岁的小男孩时,出身于贫民家庭的阿特迪伦是有着一个比他小两个月的妹妹的,他至今还记得自己妹妹的音容笑貌,记得她那一头乌黑的长发随风舞动的美好样子………… That is a how lovable girl, in the winter morning, will help the parents operate the girl who the bakery and manufacture bread will trade always the innocent Elder Brother from the bed to entrain eagerly, then the helpless help will fold the quilt while will say: 那是一个多么可爱的女孩子呀,在冬天的早晨,急于帮助父母经营面包作坊、制作面包贩卖的女孩总是会把自己不懂事的哥哥从床上拽起来,然后一边无奈的帮忙叠好被子一边说道: „Elder Brother Sir, do not hate to get out of bed, cleans a bit faster backs down, the guests must come”. “哥哥大人,别赖床了啦,快点去打扫一下台阶吧,客人们就要来了”。 These words were profound in Arter Dylan's memory, because that was almost passed through his entire childhood, the happiest sentence. 这句话在阿特迪伦的记忆力深刻极了,因为那是几乎贯穿了他整个童年的、最甜蜜的语句。 Simultaneously...... was also his lovable younger sister once with he has spoken the last few words. 同时……也是他可爱的妹妹曾经和他说过的最后一句话。 In such a tranquil morning, as always because of entraining own Elder Brother, but has to clean up the girl of stair to pass by the street small town aristocrat playboys to see, her beautiful clean childish appearance did not inspire the evil desire of alcoholic intoxication playboy accidentally/surprisingly, therefore that morning, the incomparable hackneyed stuff the incomparably sad plot screened in Arter Dylan's family as promised. 就在那样一个平静的早晨,一如既往因为拽不起自己的哥哥而不得不自己清理台阶的女孩被路过街道小镇贵族纨绔子弟看见了,她那美丽干净的童稚外貌毫不意外的引动了醉酒纨绔的邪恶欲望,于是在当天上午,无比老套又无比悲伤剧情就在阿特迪伦的家庭里如约上映。 The guard who two grasp the long sword trampled broke the frail wooden door of bread work place, the younger sister who they must by „steal feudal lord finance” the charge arrest Arter Dylan, railing that shining long sword and army riffraff scared the industrious simple mill owner, Arter Dylan brother and sister and his parents can only shrink one group to tremble in the corner. 两个手持长剑的卫兵踹破了面包坊的单薄木门,他们要以“盗窃领主财务”的罪名逮捕阿特迪伦的妹妹,明晃晃的长剑和兵痞的谩骂吓坏了勤劳朴实的磨坊主人,阿特迪伦兄妹和他的父母只能在角落里缩成一团瑟瑟发抖。 Then when...... soon had been gesticulated the long sword that frightens to cry by the guards as elder brother's young boy, his has the younger sister of pitch-black long hair is actually weeping in a soft voice while broke free of the arms of parents to keep off before entire family people resolutely ............ 然后……就在作为哥哥的小男孩已经快要被卫兵们比划的长剑吓哭之时,他那有着乌黑长发的妹妹却一边轻声啜泣着一边毅然挣脱了父母的怀抱挡在了全家人身前………… To date then height that Arter Dylan also records even was inferior to itself in the guard hand the girl of long sword to stretch out the arms keeps off after behind that image, the petite body of shivering cast the most solid barrier in the front of young boy, was covered the back of gold-edged to be very stubborn by the sunlight also incomparably makes people grieved ............ 至今阿特迪伦还记的当时身高甚至不如卫兵手中长剑的女孩张开双臂把自己挡在身后的那一幕影像,颤抖的娇小身躯在小男孩的面前铸成了最坚实的壁垒,被阳光镀上金边的背影无比倔强也无比让人心痛………… „Courage”! “勇气”！ At that moment, young Arter Dylan does not know that longs for oneself can have the courage, longs for oneself do not tremble in front of the cold light cold sharp blade, longs for oneself clash to grasp oneself younger sister, in the heart the wild animal of birth is sobbing suddenly is sending out hiss howlingly, was left behind the blood by breaking by biting lip a little bit! 那一刻,年幼的阿特迪伦不知道多么渴望自己能够拥有勇气,渴望自己不要在寒光凛凛的利刃面前瑟瑟发抖,渴望自己冲出去抱住自己的妹妹,心中骤然诞生的野兽在呜咽着发出嘶嚎,被咬破的嘴唇一滴滴留下鲜血！ However was a pity very much...... once Arter Dylan has not mentioned the courage to come eventually, cowered the person together in corner with the parents is only on hair clothes stained the bread flour young boy, his distressed looks that own younger sister was falsely accused the criminal to take the shackles, the sound that the heavy steel collided appeared in the vulgar language of two guards such cold ............ like pulling the domestic animal is being same „pulling” to have the front door until the little girl by two guards, the boy of looking deathly pale felt that to be full of the bloody flavor of mouth because of the breaking by biting tip of tongue. 但是很可惜……曾经的阿特迪伦终究未曾提起勇气来,和父母一起瑟缩在角落里的人只是一个头发衣服上沾满了面粉小男孩,他狼狈的看着自己的妹妹被诬陷成罪犯带上镣铐,沉重钢铁碰撞的声音在两个卫兵的污言秽语之中显得那样寒冷…………直到小女孩被两个卫兵如同牵着牲畜一样“牵”出了大门,脸色惨白的男孩才感受到那因为咬破舌尖而充满口腔的血腥味道。 After that day, Arter Dylan has not seen oneself younger sister again. 从那天以后,阿特迪伦就再也没有见过自己的妹妹了。 „Are 30 million years passed by, unknowingly so such long ............ the long time to be insufficient a pitiful boy to obtain the little insignificant courage in the past”? “三千万年过去了,已经不知不觉过去这么久了…………这么漫长的时间还不够一个可悲的男孩获得一点点微不足道的勇气吗”？ In the mind a chaos piece, sits the throne god on hurricane high left hand ignorant/veiled that only remains on the face, five fingers even made an effort to buckle oneself skull the fingertip. 脑海中混沌一片,高坐王座上的飓风之神把仅剩的左手蒙在脸上,五根手指甚至用力到把指尖扣进了自己的颅骨。 Outside the god country, extreme speed of that follower little girl even more weak sob sound near Arter Dylan ear actually as if in the tide that approaches, places oneself during a pray that is full of the pain, only then this desperate wept such as the mighty bell to move the gods generally the soul that ............ 在神国外面,那个信徒小女孩越发微弱的哭泣声音在阿特迪伦耳边却仿佛极速逼近的潮水,置身一片充满痛苦的祈祷之中,只有这份绝望的啜泣如洪钟一般感动着神明的灵魂………… When does not know starts, this in weeping of that girl with his memory had then superposed with the weeping sound that the sad and desperate establishment became gradually, Arter Dylan only felt oneself as if in a flash the bakery that returned to that to compel to tire , the young boy who his whole body stained the bread flour, hid in the corner trembles, the full mouth blood actually gearing does not dare to move, but he most important younger sister was being taken away a mansion happiness of becoming famous abnormal aristocrat by the hateful guard, waited for the tragic destiny of little girl simply self-evident ............ 不知道什么时候开始,这份用悲伤和绝望编制而成的哭声便已经和他那个记忆中那个女孩的啜泣渐渐重合了,阿特迪伦只觉得自己仿佛一瞬间回到了那间逼厌的面包作坊,他还是那个浑身沾满面粉的小男孩,躲在角落里瑟瑟发抖,满口鲜血却连动都不敢动弹一下,而他最重要的妹妹正在被可恶的卫兵带去一个出了名的变态贵族的府祉,等待小女孩的悲惨命运简直不言而喻………… „Not”! “不”！ Was full of the finger of supernatural power to cut the face of distortion, the scarlet blood flowed following chin a little bit of god of hurricane, listened respectfully to near the ear the increasingly estranged wail, pair of eyes blood red Arter Dylan is gripping the heavy sword to explode to fiercely! 饱含神力的手指划破了扭曲的面庞,赤红的鲜血顺着飓风之神的下巴一滴滴流淌了下来,聆听着耳边渐行渐远的哭泣声,双眼血红的阿特迪伦猛的握住了重剑爆冲而起！ „No! I am not that weak yellowbelly”! “不！我已经不是那个无力的懦弱者了”！ In the heart the 12-year-old young boy sent out being on the verge of death wild animal general roaring, the god of hurricane lingers frost turns toward the day of god country's air burst to clash to go like the malicious ghost who in the hell crawls generally. 心中12岁的小男孩发出了濒死野兽一般的咆哮,冰霜萦绕的飓风之神如同地狱里爬出来的恶鬼一般向着神国的天空爆冲而去。 In this moment, is the god anger the dim god country to light finally all, in this moment, indifferent crude also indifferent reason- after enough 30 million years of time circulations, that young boy named Arter Dylan finally during angry burning down found itself long-awaited „courage”! 在这一刻,属于神祗的怒火终于将昏暗的神国尽数点燃,在这一刻,无所谓鲁莽也无所谓理智-只是在经过足足三千万年的光阴流转之后,那个名叫阿特迪伦的小男孩终于在愤怒的焚烧之中找到自己梦寐以求的“勇气”了！
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