allendalepharm Chapter 89 Amon is truly heartbroken.
Chapter 89 Amon is truly heartbroken.
Chapter 89 Amon is truly heartbroken.
"Is it not allowed?" Rosen smiled at Amon, then slowly added, "Ah, actually, based on our relationship, I should have helped you, but—"
Rosen shook his head, sighed, and said, "Rather than helping you become the Lord of Mysteries, only to be betrayed by you in the future, I'd rather help my good friend!"
Amon blushed at this moment. What could be more heartbreaking than not being able to get something? It was something he could have had, but had let slip through his fingers.
Although rationally Amon knew that Rosen's words were just something to take with a grain of salt, as a child, Amon genuinely felt wronged at that moment.
After all, you can't expect too much from a child. Perhaps in the future, Amon will be happier to have someone help him withstand the pressure from the outer gods, but right now, Amon is more aggrieved that his older brother is helping outsiders.
"You! I—" Amon gritted his teeth, suddenly stood up, and said, "I'm going to find Sasriel!"
After saying that, Amon rushed past Rosen like the wind.
"Ah, you're really sad?" Rosen paused for a moment, watching Amon's retreating figure, and could sense that the other person was genuinely heartbroken at this moment.
"Amon has been very worried about you lately." Adam appeared out of nowhere, and the eldest son of God sighed, saying, "No matter what, you are still His brother."
"Uh, I thought—" Rosen was unusually a little guilty at this moment. His eyes darted left and right before he whispered, "You really treat me like an older brother?"
"Sassriel sees you as his child." Adam didn't answer directly, but looked at Rosen and said helplessly, "I also see you as my younger brother. This feeling has been etched into my soul like an instinct since birth."
Rosen fell silent. He was actually somewhat aware of his own unique characteristics, such as the alteration of his cognition.
Rosen wasn't the kind of person to be sentimental. He didn't think that this feeling was fake. In his mind, feelings are feelings, and the reason for their existence is not important.
After all, it always takes some reason for one person to develop feelings for another, whether it's because of blood ties or something else. Since there always has to be a reason, why can't it be because of his or her talent or ability?
Luo Shi was a little surprised that Amon was also affected.
"Sigh, it's definitely more fun to tease Big Amon!" Rosen sighed sincerely, a rare occurrence for him. Then, as if remembering something, he took a gift box out of his pocket and handed it to Adam next to him.
"This is a gift for me?" Adam took it with some surprise. After opening the gift box, he saw a pendant inside. The pendant was shaped like a heart, a heart made of gold.
I hope you will always have a heart of gold.
The note next to the pendant reads as follows.
Adam pursed his lips, clearly thinking of something, and said, "Thank you, I will remember that."
Rosen nodded, then looked at Zhou Mingrui beside him and said, "Klein, you can let Adam take a look at you first. He is also the King of Angels of the Audience Path. As for me, I'll go see how that brat is doing now."
"Go ahead!" Zhou Mingrui nodded, then added, "Don't tease Him anymore, He really is just a child."
"Got it, Uncle Zhou, Little Crow!" Rosen waved his hand, teased, and then walked off in a certain direction without hesitation.
As the thief's twin, he could naturally sense where Amon was.
It's just that Rosen doesn't do that most of the time.
After Rosen left, Zhou Mingrui looked at Adam and saw that the latter was looking at the gift Rosen had given him. He couldn't help but think of something and said, "When Rosen was picking out a gift for you, he hesitated for a long time before choosing this one. He didn't want you to become like the people of later generations."
"—I know he's actually very soft-hearted towards the people around him." Adam paused for a second, then put the pendant away and looked at Zhou Mingrui, saying, "Although I had long guessed that Rosen wouldn't have ordinary friends, I have to say, meeting you like this still surprised me a bit."
Amon did not actually go to Sasriel.
He simply found a corner of the garden and began to sit there sullenly picking flowers.
One, two flowers—when he picked the 8,888th flower, Amon finally couldn't take it anymore and said, "If you don't control yourself, these flowers are going to bury me."
Yes, at first Amon was indeed simply venting his anger by tearing flowers, and he quickly cleaned up a corner of the garden, enough to make Ulorus, who was usually responsible for tending the garden, let out a sharp bang.
Unfortunately, this good time didn't last long, and soon the withered flowers bloomed again.
New flowers bloomed, and they bloomed quickly and large enough to quickly overwhelm Amon's small frame.
So Amon's initial act of venting his anger by tearing off flowers turned into a desperate effort to prevent himself from being overwhelmed by them.
"But you seem to be having a lot of fun!" Rosen said with a smile. He was sitting leisurely on a swing made of vines next to him, with a huge flower behind him that was specifically there to push him around. He was having a great time.
"Who's having fun here?" Amon said irritably. He finally lost his patience and used his thief abilities to quickly clean up the flowers. He then looked at Rosen and asked, "What are you doing here?"
"I just wanted to see if someone was secretly crying in a corner," Rosen said bluntly. He then sighed with a hint of regret, "What a pity."
Amon: ————
He was far too naive to expect Rosen to say anything nice.
"Ha!" Amon sneered and prepared to leave, but before he could leave, he suddenly stumbled, as vines blocked his way.
"Are you sick in the head?" Amon glared angrily at Rosen, who was controlling the vines.
"You're finding out today?" Rosen asked with a smile.
Amon was caught off guard and choked for a moment, then heard Rosen sigh.
"Okay, I admit it was wrong of me to tease you just now," Rosen said earnestly. "I shouldn't have given you hope. Actually, I never intended for you to become the Lord of Mysteries in the first place."
Amon: ————
At this moment, Amon truly wanted to hit someone. He gritted his teeth and said, "Is that all you wanted to tell me?"
"That's right!" Rosen nodded with a smile. He jumped off the swing, walked up to Amon, and said with a smile, "But what's wrong with that? Amon, do you really want to be that savior?"
Rosen didn't think Amon really wanted to be some kind of savior. The kid was a lot like him at heart; neither of them were the kind of people who wanted to be saviors.