Dear Enemy

Blake's ancestral home.

The magnificent ancient castle stands on the barren grassland, like a fallen noble trying to maintain the last glory.There are tall watchtowers built around the city wall, the forts are aligned inward, and the ubiquitous infrared electronic eyes monitor every move in the castle around the clock.The sentry at the gate rotates every six hours, day and night.

This is not so much a private mansion of a great man as it is a heavily guarded prison.

It was already dark when Ulysses got home.The sentry guard at the door watched him walk in with a complicated look on his face.After going through strict electronic security checks, he finally came to the living room on the second floor.

In the dining room, the lights were brightly lit, and his grandfather Marquez Blake stood up and hugged him happily: "Welcome home, my child. I'll call the robot butler to serve the food right away, or you go upstairs and take a shower first?"

After he finished taking a shower, wouldn't it be a later time for dinner? Grandpa had already been waiting for him for a long time.Ulysses put down the suitcase and sat down at the dining table: "Grandfather, I'm already hungry, let's eat first."

Marquez was kind and good, directing the robot butler to bring out plates of exquisite food, almost all of which Ulysses loved since he was a child.He was so enthusiastic about bringing food to his grandson that he didn't even care about eating by himself.

Ulysses' eyes were a little sore, but nothing came out of his mouth.

After a warm dinner, the grandparents and grandchildren sat in the living room.Dry pine logs are burning in the fireplace, exuding the unique fragrance of plants.Ulysses had already taken a shower, changed into a set of home clothes, and was still reading his e-books.

Marquez sat on the sofa, smoking a cigar, and said with a smile: "I heard from Oliver that you met a guide with a high degree of spiritual compatibility. How are you getting along? When are you going to get married?"

Ulysses looked up from the book, a look of helplessness flashed across his face: "Grandfather, we have known each other for less than a week, it's too early to talk about getting married!"

Marquez shook his head and said seriously: "Not too early, I got married after a month of knowing your grandmother. Your father and mother, childhood sweethearts, got married as soon as they graduated. Your uncle ...Although I am not satisfied that his wife is a female sentinel, the two of them are still young couples. The men in our family get married early!"

Ulysses rolled his eyes: "I think I will be an exception. I don't want to get married in this life."

Marquez shook his head like looking at a naive child: "You will change your mind."

Ulysses snorted coldly, expressing his disdain.

Although the words were not speculative and always contradicted each other, the grandfather and grandson still chatted for a long time until the simple mechanical clock on the wall struck ten.

Marquez stood up and ordered the machine steward to extinguish the fire: "Okay, it's time for the good boy to go to bed. You should go to bed early and get up early in the Sentinel Tower, otherwise you will not grow taller."

If someone else said this, he would have been beaten to death by Ulysses long ago.But it was his grandfather who poked him sorely, and he could only say angrily: "It's so long-winded, I'm not short!"

Marquez nodded seemingly helplessly: "Okay, okay...I understand, in fact, you are already three centimeters taller than your father, you should be satisfied."

Speaking of this, Ulysses immediately had someone to complain about: "It's all because of your bad genes."

Marquez responded with a good temper: "Yes, yes... We have killed you, go to bed quickly. Tomorrow is the weekend, you can sleep until dawn, you don't have to be like in the sentry tower. Ming, the big bell for morning training is ringing! By the way, the big bell in the Sentinel Tower is really strong enough, it has not broken after being knocked for hundreds of years. I think I was listening to the bell every day at that time. Voice……"

Ulysses walked up the stairs slowly. His bedroom was the easternmost room on the third floor.He could feel his grandfather watching his back while chattering.

Leaning on the handrail of the spiral staircase, he waved without looking back: "Go to bed early, too."

Marquez smiled at him, watched his back disappear into the corridor, walked back to his bedroom next to the living room on the second floor with a cane.

Ulysses went into his room, closed the door, and locked it carefully, although he also knew that the door could not block anything at all.

He didn't take off his clothes, just lay on the bed, closed his eyes and rested.

Time passed by every minute and every second, when the quaint mechanical clock downstairs struck twelve o'clock, his ears keenly heard the heavy footsteps, and he slowly climbed up the stairs.

He jumped up from the bed, his face was heavy, and there was a hint of excitement, his whole body was tense, ready to go.

The bedroom door had no blocking effect, and was smashed by a huge force!

Outside the shattered door, a thin and wilting old man stood there, his kind face was distorted and deformed, staring angrily at the people in the room: "You, Ju, Ran, still, dare, come back!"

Ulysses said calmly, "It was you who called and told me to come back...Grandfather!"

His grandfather, Marquez Blake, was completely different from the daytime at this time, puffs of black smoke came out of his body, his golden eyes were already bloodshot, and his dark green hair fluttered like poisonous snakes, like a demon god. Advent.

His sanity has disappeared, and only anger and resentment towards the world remain in his heart.In fact, he couldn't hear Ulysses' words at all, and couldn't feel any movement from the outside world.

Like a wild beast, he roared and charged at his most precious grandson, attacking without hesitation, making fierce moves without holding back.

Ulysses fought back with all his strength, but his grandfather, even though he is very old now, was a powerful SS-rank sentry 20 years ago, the marshal of the military department!Even if his strength has regressed, it is more than enough to deal with him, a young A-level sentinel!

It didn't take long for Ulysses to vomit blood and was slammed against the wall.His black mamba wanted to attack the Cobra King on the opposite side, but was bitten instead.King Cobra is no less poisonous than Black Mamba!

In madness, Marquez approached his grandson, raised his hand, and a trace of blood flashed in his eyes, as if he was about to give him a fatal blow.

At the very moment, a scent of faint and cold information drifted over, and Marquez Blake froze for a moment, and murmured: "Elizabeth..."

There was a dreamy smile on his face, and the wrinkled face seemed to relax, and he looked 20 years younger all of a sudden.He seemed to have completely forgotten about his seriously injured grandson, who was lying in a pool of blood, and quickly ran over in the direction of the pheromone.

After he left, a middle-aged sentry with a transparent hood walked into the room. Looking carefully, he was one of the several sentries guarding the entrance of the villa.

He walked over quickly, helped Ulysses up, and said with a bit of resentment: "Little bastard, I told you last time, don't come back...Why are you always disobedient!"

"Uncle Cheks..." Although Ulysses was seriously injured, he managed not to lose consciousness: "Because... grandpa called me...he asked me to go home..."

A-level Sentinel Checkers, shortly after graduating from the Sentinel Tower, became the guard of the old Marshal Marquez, and it has been more than [-] years.No one knows better than him the rise and fall of this family over the past century.

"You Blake..." The middle-aged sentinel sighed: "The old marshal's madness has become more and more serious. In the past, we have been relying on the pheromone left by Mrs. Elizabeth, which can barely soothe his spirit, but now, Her pheromone stock is getting less and less. Although I can't bear it, but the Sentinel who lost his guide... the final outcome is only madness!"

Without saying anything, Cheks picked up Ulysses and rushed him into the treatment cabin.

Ulysses held on, and said: "Remember to fix the door..."

Chekes said impatiently: "Understood, you should worry about yourself!"

The next day, when Marquez Blake regained his senses and woke up from the bed in his pajamas, what he saw was a home that was no different from before.

"Good morning, Elizabeth." He kissed the pillow next to him that no one had slept on, got up and opened the curtains, stretched his waist and looked at the garden downstairs, "It's another sunny day. Weihua has been pruned, otherwise if it doesn't bloom next year, you will blame me again..."

He cooks himself, makes breakfast for his grandson, and watches him finish eating with a smile.

The scars on Ulysses' body were completely invisible, and the newly grown pink skin was tightly wrapped in the clothes.

He said nonchalantly, "Today I'm going to the guide...Melter's place to do a mental refresher, and go back to the sentry tower at night, you don't have to wait for me for dinner, grandfather."

Marquez nodded: "I see, convey my greetings to the lovely Melt."

Ulysses twitched the corners of his mouth, deliberately pretending not to hear.

Marquez kept sending his grandson to the door, until Ulysses had gone a long way, and when he looked back, he could still see his grandfather standing where he was, watching his back as he left.

He knew that both the amiable grandfather and the bloody and violent grandfather were actually crazy.Until tomorrow, grandfather will forget everything that happened today, call him again, and wait for him to come home...

And he couldn't refuse.

Ulysses summoned an unmanned hover taxi with his personal terminal and got on it.After setting the route and destination for the low-level brain, the hover taxi will automatically start.It's not fast, but secure enough.

Just before nine o'clock in the morning, Ulysses arrived at the guide association on time, and Melt came out to pick him up.

It was still the office last time, this time Melt prepared coffee and a large slice of pizza for snacks.Ulysses didn't notice anything was wrong, and sat down on the chair skillfully.

Melt reminded him kindly: "You'd better lie down."

Ulysses turned his head away and sat stubbornly, but if you look carefully, you will find that his ears are a little red.It also didn't say in the guide book that the sentinel would definitely fall asleep after mentally sorting out.Why is he like this?

Melt didn't continue to persuade, walked behind him, and gently put his hand on top of his head.

When his mental tentacles penetrated into Ulysses's mental sea, he was surprised to find that his mental sea was very violent, and thought lightning was everywhere, destroying his brain nerves.

why?His mental state is even worse than before he first combed his mind!

But now is not the time to delve into this issue. Melt spent more time on this spiritual counseling.It was even dark when Ulysses awoke.

He was still covered with Melt's coat, and a suspicious red flashed by his ears. He hung the coat on the chair like a guilty conscience, deliberately pretending that nothing happened.

Melt sat him across from him, made a fresh cup of coffee, and heated up the pizza.This time, Ulysses didn't refuse any more, he probably gave up on himself, and he missed two meals, and he was very hungry.

One sip of coffee, one bite of pizza, and Ulysses finishes it in no time.

Melt asked unintentionally: "Your state was worse last time than last time, did you fight again?"

In fact, when the sentinel was asleep, he also quietly checked his physical condition with his mental strength. Although he looked normal on the outside, there were many fresh hidden wounds inside.

To cause such serious injuries is no longer the scope of fighting, but fierce fighting!

Ulysses stood up silently, without answering him.

Melt sighed, knowing that the Sentinel didn't trust him yet.

He stopped talking so considerately, which made Ulysses a little embarrassed.

He felt that Melt had the right to be angry. If a doctor warned the patient that it was forbidden to do anything that would aggravate the condition, but the patient did not obey and made the condition worse, wouldn't it be a waste of the doctor's effort?

In this case, the doctor is entitled to reprimand the patient.

But Melt didn't say anything, which instead made Ulysses feel guilty. In this matter, he had indeed caused extra trouble for the other party.