You don't even want to call me godfather

The reason why he chose to cooperate with Rhodes Island was to obtain the medicine from Rhodes Island to suppress Destiny's oripathy.

But now, what use are these drugs to him?

Koshe was walking in the corridor leading away from Rhodes Island. He looked at the ground beneath his feet in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

Just as he turned the corner of the corridor, a silver figure blocked his way.

Koshe stopped and looked up at the familiar man in front of him, the man whom he once wanted to kill.

"Lappland..."

There was no trace of surprise in Koshe's eyes, as if this man's survival was not unexpected at all to him.

The two stood opposite each other, but there was neither the warmth nor the harsh confrontation as before.

It's just two acquaintances who met each other after a long time in different places.

Koshe's expression was gloomy. He took a step forward and walked around Lappland.

"So... is she still dead?"

Just as Koshe passed by her, Lappland suddenly asked this question.

Koshe stopped again. He and Lappland turned their backs to each other. There was no intention to kill, only silence.

"I... don't understand what you're talking about, Lappland."

After a long while, Koshei said in a calm tone.

"She didn't die from bullets, nor from a transport plane crash, nor from mineral sickness, but ended up like this?" Laplander's tone was a bit strange, like mockery, but also like regret. "Destiny Cascade, she should be the last person with the surname Cascade besides you and your mother, right, Koshe?"

"Boom!"

"What on earth do you want to do, Lapland?" Koshe suddenly turned around, grabbed Lapland's neck, and pressed her against the wall. He stared into her eyes coldly and said viciously, "You and I have long since forgiven each other. Can't you be more sensible and never appear in my sight again? Now that things have come to this, you come to me again and say something about my sister. What on earth do you want to do?"

"You have become more resolute, Koshe." Unexpectedly, Lapland smiled, but this time, her smile seemed a little sad. "Don't be nervous. I just want to remind you not to try to escape from reality and the past. Otherwise, one day, your past will catch up with you. You can't escape it, Koshe. I know you. You are just like me. People like us are destined to be lonely."

Koshe stared at Lappland's eyes for a long time, then he let go of his hand.

"I don't need you to teach me the principles of life, Lappland." He stared at Lappland, then reached out and pulled away the pistol tied to her waist. "Watch your mouth, watch your hands, and be on your own."

Lapland shrugged helplessly. She rubbed her neck, which had just been pinched, and looked at Koshe who turned away without any regrets. She smiled and said, "You know, those who forget the past will eventually repeat it."

But Koshei just paused, ignored her and left.

Looking at Koshe's receding back, Lapland leaned against the wall with a somewhat dejected look.

"Is this the final ending?" She looked at the ground in front of her, covered her empty waist with her hands, and muttered to herself. It seemed that even her eyes were a little empty. "There is not even a thought worth remembering left. Is it over like this?"

In the empty and lonely corridor, only Lappland was left, sighing alone.

……

"Boom-thump-"

The clock tower struck midnight.

Unexpectedly, fine snowflakes began to fall from the sky, and the breeze blew up the hem of Koshe's clothes.

He stood in the cemetery, in front of a newly buried grave, in silence, trying to transform that distant emotion into lingering resentment and desolation, melancholy boredom and regret.

The wind blowing by Yan Lengzhong gradually weakened and died down. Listening to a few low sighs in his ears, his heart couldn't help but turn from sadness to loneliness.

"My condolences, child."

Old Mr. Bligh walked past Koshe, leaning on his cane, and patted Koshe on the shoulder.

Then, with the help of Ananta, he left the cemetery.

The people who came to attend Destiny's funeral also left one after another. They either expressed their condolences in silence or came forward to comfort Koshe before leaving.

But Koshe just stood there motionless, not speaking, nor responding to others' comfort, just looking at Destiny's grave in silence.

Gradually, only Loft and his wife, Mrs. Helen, were left by his side.

"Koshe, child," Mrs. Helen, who was wearing a black veil, looked at Koshe with a bit of sadness in her tone, "I feel sorry for what happened to Destiny, but even if you have lost someone important, please look forward. We all went through this, child."

Koshe was speechless. He stood there with his hands hanging by his sides, as if he had lost his soul.

"Ugh……"

Mrs. Helen sighed and looked up at Loft for a long time with a pleading look.

"I hope you can get over it as soon as possible, Godfather." Loft understood what his wife meant, but he knew that he could not change Koshe's mood. He could only say, "In this world, there are many things that can be diluted by time... although there are also some things that even time cannot do anything about."

Seeing Koshei still unmoved, Loft patted him on the shoulder and then left with Mrs. Helen.

Only Koshe was left to guard Destiny's tomb.

Looking at the pile of white roses on Destiny's grave, Koshe touched his pocket and took out the photo that he had put away when he was sorting out his father's belongings earlier.

Above is him, his parents, and Destiny.

Koshei held the photo tightly in his fingers, took out a lighter, lit it, and set the photo on fire.

The photo in his hand was burning, which seemed to represent his desire to forget everything, but after a moment, he suddenly put his hands together and extinguished the flame.

Yes, he couldn't do it. He couldn't forget the past, and he couldn't forget his family.

Cascade is not just a surname, it is also a representation and a bond.

He could not sever the bond.

Destiny was buried next to Ulysses, and their tombs were next to each other. Koshe slowly squatted down and lowered his head.

"I'm sorry, father... I didn't take good care of Destiny... I didn't fulfill my responsibility as a brother, I didn't protect her..." He lowered his head, his words full of regret and self-blame, "Although this is a bit too selfish, I hope you... can take care of her for me, take care of your daughter..."

After a long time, Koshe stood up and put the photo back into his pocket.

Then he turned around and looked at the person who had been standing behind him.

"There you are, Providence."

"Jose told me you were here, so I came here," Providence looked a little strange. He looked at Koshe with a strange look, "I have been looking for you. There are some things I need to talk to you about."

"I know what you want to say, but can we talk about it another day?" Koshei's tone was weak. He was very tired and really didn't want to face Providence, his friend, again. "Or forget everything and start a new life from tomorrow. With your ability, no matter where you are -"

"What the hell did you do! Koshe!" Providence's lips trembled. He finally couldn't control his emotions. He stepped forward and grabbed Koshe's collar and yelled at him, "What the hell are those shadows! I heard about these things everywhere before I came here! I tried to contact everyone in the government, but no one responded. What did you do to those people? What did you do to Fred?!"

"No... calm down, Pro—"

Koshe tried to reach out and grab Providence's shoulder.

"Don't fucking touch me! You clearly promised me that you wouldn't attack those who have families, you clearly promised me!" But Providence suddenly let go and slapped his hand away, "Everyone will know what you did, Koshe, those shadows, those who were killed by the shadows, people should know the truth, and the families of those who died should know the truth!"

Providence shouted excitedly. He paced back and forth, as if he wanted to leave, but for some reason he chose to stay here.

"Click."

"Please, Pro, don't do this," Koshe heard. He raised his gun with some reluctance and pointed it at Providence. He shook his head and looked at him with pleading eyes, "You know, I won't let you do this."

"Of course, you have to maintain a brand new Syracuse, a Syracuse without a government, a Syracuse without real peace and disputes, a Syracuse that belongs only to you. So what if one more person dies for this?"

But Providence seemed unafraid, he even took the initiative to step forward and approach Koshe.

"..."

Koshe was silent. Enough people had died so far. He admired Providence and didn't want to kill this friend with his own hands.

If possible, he really hoped that Providence could put all this behind him, pretend that nothing had happened, go back to sleep, and when he woke up the next day, he would still be the brain of the government, but the owner of the government had changed, that's all.

"No need to say more, Koshei, you know you can't persuade me," but Providence was obviously unwilling to compromise with Koshei. He walked straight to Koshei, grabbed his hand, and put the muzzle of the gun to his forehead. "Go ahead, someone must make a sacrifice."

"Puro..."

Koshe's expression was full of reluctance, and his finger on the trigger was trembling slightly.

Looking at Providence, looking at his persistent and angry eyes, Koshei closed his eyes.

"Do it!"

"boom!"

……

Koshe stood there in a daze, with Providence lying in the snow in front of him, his blood staining the snow beneath him red.

Koshei closed his eyes and frowned. He suddenly raised his pistol and put the muzzle against his chin.

"Clap."

But he suddenly threw away his pistol, took two steps back, and fell to the ground.

Looking at the dead Providence and feeling his own rapidly beating heart, Koshe hurriedly took out his cigarette case and lit a cigarette for himself.

He lay down, in the same position as Providence had laid in the snow.

He held a cigarette in his mouth, looked at the sky above his head for a long time, and suddenly laughed.

"what……"

He seemed to be relieved, sighed deeply, then took a puff of cigarette and exhaled slowly.

"What a fucking failure..."

Summary at the end of the paper

Well... when I wrote this summary it was 2:24 pm on February 6th. To be honest, there are a lot of things I want to say, but it is impossible to cover everything.

This book officially began serialization on October 21, 10. In fact, at the beginning, the biggest reason for starting this book was because the previous book was a flop, but I liked the previous book very much, so I started a new book in a hurry.

But I never thought that the start of this book would be several times better than the previous one.

I don’t know whether I should be happy about this. The book I was most optimistic about was not popular, but the book I started writing because of my emotions has gained popularity and achievements that satisfy me.

However, it has been more than four months already. From the intermittent updates at the beginning to the gradual stabilization of the updates later, the average number of words in each chapter has continued to increase, and the average subscription has also been slowly increasing, as if everything is on the right track.

Although the length of the first volume was expected to be around 20 words at the beginning, it ended up being written at 27.6 words. Obviously, there was a big problem in controlling the rhythm.

But it's harmless, the length of the article cannot limit my thinking ()

Now that the volume is over, let me calculate how many people Koshei has lost so far.

Family cadres, good friend Jimmy, father Ulysses, sister Destiny, friend Providence, and Angel were all sent away by him personally.

But he also gained something, the wolf hunter Iris, the angel Ω, and his cousin Lily of the Valley whom he had not met yet.

Established a cooperative friendship with Rhodes Island, met Theresa, met Ludwig and others, um... there is also the not-so-friendly Skadi, who should be destroying the house in Rhodes Island's training room now (), as well as outcast, scout, and ACE.

Koshe gained a lot of friendships, but also lost many relatives and friends.

The Cascades rose to prominence, politically.

The Cascades were in decline, blood-wise.

But as mentioned before, Cascade is not only a surname, but also a representation and a bond.

Koshei could give this surname to other people, who were not related by blood, but who might be better than relatives.

Now, the Cascade family has become the head of Syracuse, and Koshe is not only a godfather, but will also become a monarch as Kal'tsit said.

But there are still many hidden dangers. Lappland and Texas, who survived the family purge, have now left Syracuse one after another.

The last of the Florida family, Fred, died at the hands of Koshe (or Msisha).

The eldest son of the Kenaishan family is still outside Syracuse, alive and ready to go. The Kenaishan have a strong sense of territory, and one day, Koshe will confront the eldest son of the Kenaishan family.

The Falkland family was exterminated in Syracuse, but they still have bloodlines in Colombia.

Providence is dead, but his life story has not been fully revealed. Why did he follow Fred to Syracuse? Why was he so familiar with the Rhine life? Why did he ask Koshe to rescue the angel experiment subject Ω?

It's not over yet.

What Koshei will face next is the country of Syracuse, its people, and the government that needs to fill the talent gap.

The collapse of a government does not mean that the country no longer needs a government. It just means that the internal personnel need to be replaced with their own people.

There are also those who were killed by the cubs. Their families do not know the truth, but they will definitely fall into panic, and the funeral arrangements for their families are also issues that need to be dealt with.