Warwick the Godfather of Terra

But she didn't know.

After living in Longmen for so many years, she has always been doing what her father told her: seize every day, enjoy life while it lasts, and live in the present.

She really enjoyed this kind of life. She didn't have to do anything. She just had to go on missions with the Angels, empty her mind and enjoy the simple excitement.

But tonight, she just couldn't calm down.

She had no idea what she had done that day. Texas only knew that when she woke up, she was already lying in bed.

Judging from the tucked-in quilt corners, it was my father who had been there.

Texas pursed his lips as he thought of Warwick.

Indeed, she didn't know her father at all.

"Boom!"

However, at this moment, suddenly, there was a slight sound.

The door to the room opened.

"bass!"

A bright sword flashed.

“Ouch, ouch…”

The emperor shrank his neck to avoid the sword light that just passed over his head, and his whole round body trembled.

The sharp sword pierced into the wall almost touching his scalp.

"Texas, you don't want next month's salary, right?"

The emperor pushed his triangular head out of his neck, and at the same time put the sunglasses that had been hanging on his collar because of the shrinkage on his face, and said in a sharp voice.

"It's okay, I'll tell my father and ask him to help me get it."

Pulling out the sword, Texas pulled out the bottle of expensive Syracuse champagne from the emperor's arm.

The emperor's collection of watches is usually not displayed in the bar, he keeps them in the safe.

Some of these vintage wines are even older than Wei Laoer.

If you don’t drink it, you won’t drink it.

"If your father knew you were drinking, he would be so worried that he would die."

The emperor brushed the dirt off his body but was not angry.

Rather than being a simple superior-subordinate or elder-junior relationship, his relationship with Texas is more like a friendship regardless of age.

"Boom!"

He knocked open the cork skillfully, and the sweet aroma of wine emanated. Texas took out a clean glass from the cabinet beside him, filled it with wine, and then took a big gulp.

"The way you drink is becoming more and more like your father who has no taste at all."

The emperor jumped onto the stool with disdain, nimbly took out a special champagne glass and filled himself with champagne.

"Ah, what a beautiful face..."

The emperor raised his cup and was about to sigh at the hazy moonlight.

"Hiccup."

Texas burped.

Suddenly, the emperor's face turned dark again.

No, you two are really biological children, right?

You can't just let me show off for once.

"I like."

Another glass was poured and Texas drank it down again.

She wanted to be drunk, not too drunk, just a little tipsy.

However, she was destined not to get drunk tonight.

"Hey, don't push me!"

A small voice came from the door.

The ears on his head moved, and Texas immediately recognized that it was the voice of the Archangel.

"Your butt is too big and takes up too much space!"

Well, it's croissant.

"Squeak, bang!"

Well, this is the door.

Looking at the two colleagues who fell in, Texas sighed.

Can't you just let yourself be quiet?

Ten minutes later.

In the Earth's End bar, under the banner that reads "Farewell Texas, leaving Longmen", the joyful figure of Angel is twisting his body to the rock music.

"When I left school, my teachers held a party for me."

Shaking the halo head, the Archangel twisted his waist.

Her movements on the dance floor are as graceful and free as a snake.

It would definitely look good if there wasn't that fat penguin shaking its butt next to it.

"Hey, Texas, cheer up!"

Seeing Texas sitting in the chair, Angel pouted and went up to poke the corner of his old friend's mouth.

Then Texas grabbed her at an extremely fast speed, quickly picked up a piece of apple pie from the table and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Eat your apple pie!"

Chewing the apple pie, the Archangel felt a little angry.

It was clearly a party held for her, but she didn't appreciate it!

It's so annoying. I really don't know how Uncle Warwick, such a warm person, has such an icy daughter.

However, what she didn't know was that right next door, just across the wall from her, was...

Her Uncle Warwick was lying on a recliner, holding the dog in his arms, in a daze.

There were bursts of music coming from the side, and the werewolf's amazing hearing ability modified by bat genes allowed him to easily hear the music and conversation next door.

Especially when the owner of that voice was still from Texas.

Listening to the noise and chatter next door (actually there was only Archangel) and laughter (still there was only Archangel), the werewolf suddenly felt a sense of loneliness and isolation.

After cleaning up the store tonight, he planned to deliver it to Texas tomorrow, so he didn't leave. Who would have thought that he would hear it.

He turned his head and stared at the wall.

The werewolf felt as if he was a little redundant.

"what……"

Climbing up from the recliner, Cheobe stared at the werewolf with her big, shining eyes.

Looking at Warwick who was looking aside with a fixed gaze, Xiaoke arched his back in the werewolf's arms.

"What's wrong? You don't want to sleep anymore?"

This brought the werewolf back to his senses.

Turning his head, looking at Keobe lying on his chest with a pair of big watery eyes, the werewolf stroked her with his hand while wondering.

"Why don't you sleep?"

After all, when Ceobe falls asleep, she is like a blind man unravelling a sweater, a pointless thing.

It was strange, Warwick found, that unless she slept with him, Ceobe was always alert.

She was so alert that she would wake up even if a bird landed in the house.

But once sleeping together with the werewolf, this dog really sleeps like a dog, very deeply.

Every time Warwick wanted her to get up, he had to use the killer trick of calling her for dinner.

It's very rare for her to wake up on her own like today.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

Warwick began to wonder if there were not enough steamed buns baked tonight...

However, to his surprise, Xiao Ke did not say he was hungry.

Rubbing the werewolf's big iron hand with her soft head, Cheobe lay in Warwick's arms and said sullenly.

"I don't know, I just think it will make uncle feel more comfortable this way."

Seeing Warwick's lowered eyes, Cheobe put her face on it.

The werewolf was stunned.

Then, he continued to stroke the dog in his arms, and the werewolf showed a smile on his face that could stop a child from crying at night.

Sure enough, dogs are always the most understanding of cold and warmth.

She will make you happy when you are unhappy.

"Okay, Xiaoke is the best."

Rubbing Ceob's head in his arms, the werewolf suddenly felt.

Otherwise, it would be nice to just stay like this.

Texas already has her own life, and maybe I don't have to disturb her.

When a boy grows up, he should avoid his mother; when a girl grows up, she should avoid her father. Even though I am just her cheap godfather, I should not interfere too much in her life.

She has her own partner and her own future.

Just like Brother Wei and Brother Lin, they have begun to transfer their work to their next generation.

And I have already earned a way to make a living in Texas.

Whether it is Zaun Technology Company or the recovered Zaun City.

Now the integration movement has been resolved and the power of Longmen has been lifted.

So should I retire now?

Looking at the grease on the ceiling and feeling the slipperiness in his hands, Warwick lowered his head and looked at Ceobe.

Suddenly, he felt an inexplicable sense of loneliness.

After all, his soul does not belong to this world.

Although a person has been in this world for such a long time, and has come into contact with so many people over the years, some are good, some are bad, some are serious, and some are shameless.

But none of them belonged to him.

Those things that belong to him will remain in that world forever.

Normally, the werewolf doesn't feel such intense loneliness.

But, today, I listen to the noise so close at hand and guard the joy that I cannot bear to break.

Warwick seemed to understand why those uncles and aunts clearly hoped that their children would come back to see them, but always felt unable to speak up.

Warwick suddenly felt...

It seems to be a beautiful thing to stay here and look at this barbecue restaurant, with Xiao Ke accompanying me, drink tea with a few old friends in my spare time, and watch the flowers bloom and fall in the sky.

"Xiao Ke, do you think you would be annoyed if I stayed here with you every day?"

For some unknown reason, the werewolf lowered his head, looked at Keobe in his arms and suddenly asked this question.

Ceobe raised her head and opened her eyes, shaking it as if she had been pricked by the drunken shrimp last time.

"Ceobe will never bother Uncle."