Chapter 1607 (1/2)

After a few turns in the corridor, a group of three people came to a corridor paved with green gray stone bricks. One side of the corridor was hollowed out and reserved counters and internal space like a shop. On the wall of this compartment, various forms of keys were densely hung.

A bald old man, with his chin in one hand and his elbow in the other, was lying on the counter dozing. The voice in his nose was even, and it was obvious that he was sleeping very deeply.

”Mr. Koya, I'm here to borrow the key.” Kate shouted to the old man, and patted the wooden table, making a dull noise. The sound became particularly loud through the drum of the space below the cabinet.

”Ah, ah! I'm here, I'm here.” Old Keya woke up from his dream, repeated a few words like nonsense, and opened his muddy eyes a few seconds later.

”Key!” The female mage shouted to the old man in a loud voice, but it was not because of her bad temper. Seeing that she deliberately put her head to her ear, it should be because the old man's ears were not very clever.

”Ah, key, key, well, yes.”

The old man turned and looked at the wall full of keys, his fingers playing in it. Not to mention that the compartment now only relies on a plate of less than ten candles to provide lighting. Even for people with dark vision like Atta, the keys on the wall look the same.

This makes people wonder whether old Keya can distinguish them.

However, atta was worried, because after a few seconds, the old man turned back and looked at Kate pitifully, ”which key do you want?”

The female swordsman couldn't bear it, but Kate didn't care so much. She just raised the volume again, ”underground! Zone 3! I want to borrow the key of zone 3!”

In fact, this is not how bad the female mage is, but because she has been dealing with the old man for too long. Even if she did sympathize with the key keeper at the beginning, her patience was somewhat eroded in the time-consuming and laborious key borrowing and returning over the years.

It is a good person who can help a newly met and vulnerable person, while it is a good person who can be patient with a vulnerable person who cannot be repaired over the years.

Good means not bad. It can be accomplished through self-discipline and cognition. It is the adherence and recognition of axiom and morality. But goodness is not. Goodness is more internal. People need to dig inward and find it by themselves.

However, no matter good or good, the subject is himself. For those who accept good intentions and goodwill, this gift may be a timely help and warm people for three winters. Maybe he doesn't realize it at all.

Is this the recipient's problem? I'm afraid not. It's worth pondering whether the kindness is so good if you give it to others and hope the other party will be grateful to you.

Similarly, malice is the same. Some people are very sensitive and can stab him with an unintentional word, but some people, on the contrary, can laugh off even the most vicious words. What's more, Kate's attitude is far from vicious. At most, it's just a little anxious.

”Oh, underground two... Three... Three? Underground three, I know, I know.”