Chapter 988 (1/2)
The cracked earth and rock kept rolling down. I don't know when the tunnel from ”uphill road” to ”downhill road” became a slide like structure, and the sound of ”crackling” came closer and closer from the darkness.
Brandon was full of excitement. Holding the ”reduced version” of himself in his arms, he didn't want to rush straight to the rock wall on one side.
”Boom!”
The boulder falling from his head burst on his side, and the prince who was affected felt as if he had been kicked hard behind him, and the whole person hit the rock wall.
”Cough, cough...”
In the diffuse smoke, two figures, one big and one small, were coughing desperately.
”Cough, cough, cough... Run, we have to run...” struggling to get up, Brandon's legs were shaking: ”can't stop, run... Cough, cough... Run!”
”Run? Where are you going?!”
The color of panic flickered in his red eyes. ”Little Brandon” was distracted: ”it's so dark everywhere. There's no place to run!”
”Whatever, just run with me!”
Holding the boy's hand, Brandon, who was biting his teeth, ran straight ahead.
Just after running a few steps, there was another roar behind them - where they got up, it had cracked and collapsed into a pile of rubble.
If you didn't get up just now, you either fell or were buried alive.
But Brandon was not interested in looking back any more. He just took a desperate step forward.
The pale ”little Brandon” seemed to finally realize that he didn't talk much anymore, but tried hard to keep up with him.
The incessant explosion still came from behind them, like an excited roar from a fierce beast chasing prey, chasing them, urging them not to stop for a moment.
However, the ”continuous collapse” tunnel becomes rugged due to the falling gravel and cracked ground; Along the way, they didn't know how many times they stumbled, slipped and fell, and even rolled, resulting in bruises and bruises.
But they're still running.
Run without life!
There is no so-called visibility in the dark tunnel. There is no difference between opening and closing your eyes. Maybe the next second they are in front of an invisible abyss or a wall enough to make them commit suicide.
Brandon didn't care at all. He ran straight, even stopped and slowed down a little, and didn't mean to see the way ahead.
A memory that has been buried for a long time and even thought it was just a dream for countless times is surging up like a tide.
Soon, soon.
”Boom --!!”
In a sudden earthquake, the whole tunnel seemed to be ”hit” by something, and the falling gravel bounced up one after another - the two of them were no exception and flew out directly.
He hugged ”little Brandon” and his royal highness, who was hurt all over, rolled for many times before he finally ”exhausted” his inertia and stopped.
The next second, the whole tunnel suddenly stopped shaking and no longer ”collapsed”; The slide like ground became much smoother again, and everything returned to normal.
Powerless to release his hands, the red haired boy in his arms naturally rolled out of Brandon's arms; A big man and a small man lay on the cold ground, looked up at the darkness, and gasped in shock.
In the dead tunnel, all they can hear is the gasping voice of themselves and each other.
”I, we cough... Take a rest...” Brandon, out of breath, lay on the ground and coughed repeatedly: ”recover some strength, and then continue...”
”I quit!”
”Little Brandon” with a frightened face suddenly screamed, shivering and trance: ”why do I have to come to this ghost place, why do I have to suffer? Who did I offend
The shrill voice echoed in the tunnel, echoing again and again.
The prince who provoked his eyes said nothing and looked at him with a very complex expression.
”You want me to say that all this was designed at the beginning, right - the Royal brother Connor will become a Dragon Rider. My little son who 'ran with me' retreated despite difficulties and was responsible for setting off his bravery, greatness and decisiveness. I know it all!”
”So why torture me so much and want to kill me? Can't we have a little tacit understanding? Do we have to kill people with a stick... Can they settle down only when they hear that my disgraced Prince is dead?!”
”Tell me, please tell me!” the hysterical ”little Brandon” clung to Brandon's arm, his eyes were red - although his eyes were red - and there was a cry in his voice:
”How on earth can they stop bothering me like this? Do I have to die?”
Looking at those frightened eyes, Brandon wanted to say two witty deceptions to coax him several times, but he wanted to stop talking.
Do you want to cheat yourself?
”No... they will never let their guard down on you.” Brandon, who looked at ”little Brandon” with some unspeakable emotion, said in a deep voice, ”because you are Eckhardt's youngest son and the second heir to the Empire.”
”That's why you have to go on, because this time... Only this time, you still have a chance to compete fairly with your brother - no matter how difficult it is, you can only get back here!”
”But I don't want to be an emperor at all! I don't want to be an emperor!” the red haired boy choked. ”I don't want to rob Conrad at all, and I can't rob him at all!”
”He is the eldest son, the Crown Prince appointed by the emperor and the prince of East Saxony. Everyone dotes on him and holds him - what did I count?!”
The red haired boy abandoned himself.
But Brandon couldn't help but bring up the corners of his mouth.
”Listen, listen to yourself,” Brandon said with a faint complacency in his voice. ”Do you still want to tell me that you don't envy him at all?”
”Of course I'm jealous. I'm dying of jealousy!” little Brandon increasingly abandoned himself. ”But what's the use? No one likes me - in the eyes of those people, I'm probably like a madman who likes to make trouble!”
”Yes, it's crazy - no matter how many things I do, right or wrong, it seems that they are looking at me with that kind of eyes. They're not afraid that I'll steal Connor's limelight or that he'll be dragged down by me!”
”Then be a madman!”
Suddenly he got up and Brandon, with his eyes burning, blurted out: ”be a madman who exceeds their expectations and do everything that will make them feel fear and panic - they can't hate you more anyway!”
”Since you can't let them love you, let them be afraid of you!”
Little Brandon opened his eyes and looked at the man in front of him with some fear but some inexplicable excitement.
”Just like now... Think about it, if you get the dragon's contract, even further;” Brandon stared into his eyes and deliberately lowered his voice:
”Only you get the recognition of the dragon, but connord doesn't. what will those people... How will they feel and react?”
Little Brandon, stunned, didn't know how to react.
Stunned? Anger? fear? Surprised?
Maybe there's a little bit of... Um, admit it?
At least, they won't be regarded as an eyesore anymore, will they?
At this moment