Act 36 Superego

Brando was shocked, this was his biggest secret in this world. Although he and Brando are already one, after all, it is difficult to explain where the memory of the two worlds comes from. Although he made himself accept all this, the knot will inevitably exist.

Unexpectedly, this secret hidden in the bottom of my heart was torn open by the golden magic tree in no time. No, but he shook his head immediately. It is impossible for the golden magic tree's soul penetration to penetrate into his heart so quickly. The monster is using his habit of thinking—if you say why Brando's grandfather would say such a sentence.

Brando suddenly realized that it must be because he thought the old man should say such a sentence. Only man himself knows what he is afraid of, and here his enemy is himself.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. After realizing that his spiritual defense had not changed hands, the feeling of being naked to the enemy disappeared, and Brando quickly calmed down. The first offensive of the Golden Demon Tree was resolved by chance by using his experience in the previous life, and his mental state became more stable instead, which made him secretly cry out for luck.

He pulled out the thorn of Zhanguang, and replied: "If you are qualified, you will know once you try."

The old man nodded: "That's right, this is like a man from the Damon family. But there are too many people in this world who talk big, and I don't want my descendants to be such incompetent people."

Brando's heart moved, this was not a temptation, Brando's grandfather's reaction was an expression of self-affirmation in Brando's mind. This shows that his self-confidence is gradually returning, which is a sign that the soul is approaching the peak of stability.

This is a good sign.

Brando signaled his grandfather to take the first shot, even in a dream, but after all, he was facing his elders. Being polite is also out of self-confidence, and he should also be courteous.

In the dream of the golden magic tree, blindly taking the lead is not a sign that your power has the upper hand, it may be an undetectable trap arranged by this evil creature for you. Only by sticking to every weakness in human nature can it be exploited.

The old man nodded again, and he took a step forward with his left foot, the sword resting behind his left arm. This starting posture is the most experienced in military swordsmanship. Brando couldn't help his scalp tingling when he saw it. He himself didn't practice military swordsmanship to this level. As for Bresson, Freya and the others Those people's swordsmanship is nothing compared to this one - Brando, who is your grandfather!

This thought flashed through his mind, and Brando felt that the sword in his hand was a little heavier. He couldn't help yelling, the flinching emotion in just such a gap was caught by the golden demon tree, it's going to kill him!

He also assumed a defensive posture, because he did not have other sword skills, so he also chose a more mature defensive posture in military swordsmanship. In front of such an experienced swordsman, it doesn't make any sense for him to put on the high-level fencing that he used to use before. Without experience accumulation, just a show in front of Brando's grandfather means that his whole body is full of flaws.

Brando, as an old soldier, also understands this deeply.

The old man didn't say anything, and the sword light flashed and he had already shot. Brando found that his grandfather's sword was not fast, but it was steady and scary. To describe it in some warrior-professional terms—it looks flawless from the front, and it's obviously an ordinary sword strike, but it feels that the gaps in all directions are within the counterattack range of the opponent's sword posture.

He gasped. Is this the swordsmanship of his grandfather in Brando's memory? No wonder he was able to get the Candlelight Medal, this monster-like swordsmanship, no wonder Brando's swordsmanship talent is so outstanding, it turned out to be in the same line - he couldn't help thinking that if this old man had a slightly better background, he would probably be awarded the knighthood directly.

Brando has no room to fight back, so he can only block the opponent's room for further attack.

When there was a sound, the two swords intertwined together - so powerful, Brando was secretly shocked. But before he could finish his surprise, he felt that the opponent's sword was a little heavier.

Fuck your mother's golden magic tree!

Of course Brando knew what was going on, it was seamless, compared to the golden magic tree in the game, it was like a toy. What is a master of manipulating people's hearts, this is it, but Brando didn't feel scared at this moment, but felt full of fighting spirit.

He stared into his grandfather's eyes. The old man's expression was always calm and calm, but he seemed to be able to read people's hearts.

Brando suddenly felt very strange. Why is such an outstanding grandfather so indifferent in Brando's heart, even when he saw this old man for the first time just now, he had to prove it from his own memory when he was young-this is exactly his grandfather.

This is clearly not normal.

He searched his memory, and Brando's memory of his grandfather seemed to be strict and unsmiling, and then there was a halo about the Candlelight Medal and the veterans of the November War. And other memories about this grandfather are not even as deep as the related old house and the oil painting.

But how can a grandparent and grandson who have been together for several years be like strangers when they meet again one day? Even his grandfather's old voice and appearance gradually faded away, and Brando didn't look like such a person.

He braced the old man's sword again, and there was a sound of metal clashing. He felt that the sword in his hand was a little heavier, and he almost lost his grip and flew out. Brando was startled, and he couldn't help but glance at the old man.

The old man's expression became serious, and he seemed a little dissatisfied.

Ten years later, I am still no match for my grandfather.

Brando couldn't help but read out the message in his heart word by word - no, this is self-questioning! He was startled, a crack formed in the spiritual defense line further expanded, the attack became more and more chaotic, and he was knocked to the ground by the old man's attack. Our hero's heart was icy cold, and he hurriedly climbed up from the grass.

But he got up and looked back, there was no grass, it was clearly a gray house. By the way, this is Butch's old house, and it was from here that night he woke up and came to this world.

There were cold sweat stains on Brando's forehead, which indicated that the invasion of the Golden Demon Tree had deepened. He couldn't help reaching out his hand to his pocket, there was the key for him to overcome this scene - but he hesitated, should he take a trick?

Suddenly there was a kind of unwillingness in his heart, and he raised his head to look at the face of the old man, the face of Grandpa Brando. The old man still had a serious face, and there was a little disappointment on his wrinkled face.

This disappointment stung him deeply.

It was as if Brando's memory of the past twenty years suddenly became clear, as if he wanted to get out of his body and fight his grandfather alone.

I can do it, let me do it—

He suddenly felt such an idea in his heart, and he knew that it was Brando's emotions that were affecting him. He has already integrated into this world, into the memory of his relatives.

But he shook his head again, no, maybe this is the Golden Demon Tree taking advantage of the weakness of human nature? He had to use that technique to leave the dream immediately, but when he put his hand in that position, he couldn't help being surprised.

Because he saw the disappointment on the old man's face became more and more obvious——

"No, I can't abandon Brando."

"But you have to understand that the golden magic tree is taking advantage of Brando's weakness."

"But even so, it's a part of me."

"You will fail."

"Abandoning weakness is not defeating oneself."

Brando suddenly calmed down.

He suddenly realized why Brando's grandfather hadn't spoken once since he drew the sword. Although the old man should have many opportunities to completely defeat Brando's psychological defense, although the old man's face is always deeply disappointed.

But the old man didn't say anything, he just watched and waited quietly.

Brando suddenly felt a flash of lightning piercing through his heart, illuminating every dark corner of his heart, and he suddenly understood that it wasn't the Golden Demon Tree showing mercy to Brando.

No, but that young man is still holding on to the last piece of pure land in his heart!

why?

Brando couldn't help looking up at the old man's serious face with a slight sigh, the face hidden in the shadow of the old house, there seemed to be something hidden in the old man, was it disappointment?

It was disappointment.

He suddenly trembled all over, what was the waiting in disappointment, it was a wordless expectation, Brando. That was the grandfather in Brando's memory. His stern, deep eyes were full of disappointment with the young man's growth, but this deep disappointment was not a reproach—but hoped that Brando would understand one day , to experience the family affection behind this expectation.

Relatives will never really blame you, they will just wait, waiting for the day you understand, maybe one day they are old, maybe one day they are not alive, but they still stay in your heart, waiting for you to understand one day.

Wait until you understand their love for you.

Brando raised his head, holding his sword tightly in his hand. He raised his head, trying not to let his tears come out of his eyes. He always thought that he already understood the world, but he never thought that he didn't understand anything.

"Brando, remember what I said to you. Your spine must be as straight as your sword, and the man of Damon's family must live with his head upright. You are my grandson, and you are my grandson. The best one." The old man raised his sword again.

"Come on, let me see what you have learned in the ten years since I left."

Brando nodded, already in tears. These are the words of his grandfather, nor are they, this is the answer he gave himself in his own heart, and this is the way Brando wants.

He took a deep breath.

Two swords intertwined——

"Stand up, Brando, how can a man from the Damon family be so weak."

"What are you crying for? A scratch of your skin will kill you?"

"Tell me, how do I punish you this time?"

The grandfather in my impression should be the one who sat sternly in the parent's position, kept silent, and looked at his grandfather with a disappointed look.

The grandfather in my impression should be the one who is always dissatisfied with everything he does.

But the old man in his memory finally finished the last journey of his life. Standing in front of the wooden bed, Brando felt his grandfather's hand gently placed on his head, as if he was by the Prague River when he was a child She rubbed his hair like that, but eventually lost her strength and scratched his young face.

So rough, but full of people can rely on the feeling. Is that sigh, even in the end, still disappointing, or is it entrusted with a heavy responsibility and hope?

Brando felt that his grandfather's dream was falling apart around his body, and he held the candlelight medal in his hand that was turning into little dust, and he remained silent for a long time.

"Thank you, old man."

"Thank you, my grandfather."

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