'Huh……'

Amy looked at the plot with confusion.

Her mother and father spent a sweet honeymoon together.

Later, a conflict occurred.

My mother didn't write it in her diary.

That was dictated by my mother.

What Amy knows is that her father is too persistent...

She remembered her father in person in her dream.

That persistence in longevity.

In order to pursue longevity, he even fell into the arms of the evil god and became the touch of the evil god.

But she thought it was her mother who left first.

After all, she was born in Knox.

In his father's dream, he was drunk in the castle and there was no one around him.

In Dupont’s impression, it was his father who left first?

In order to answer her questions, the actors came on stage again.

It's a gloomy weather.

The music is very low.

Father and mother stand together.

"I'm leaving. I want to return to my hometown alone." William Wilder said.

He still looks young, and everything about him is still very delicately taken care of.

But he spoke:

"My life span has come to an end, and I can no longer be with you and my children."

He looked at his lover in front of him with a relieved expression.

It seems that he has seen through life and death.

"I can accompany you back." Yefute's original heroic spirit was wiped away and became mature and mellow.

Amy knew that this was also the feeling her mother made her feel.

William Wilder, looking alone in the direction of his hometown.

"I still have unfinished business... This is my last willfulness..."

Human life has its end.

This is a hero's choice to make up for the regrets he can still make before the end.

He wants to avenge his deceased relatives.

…

Pungent disinfectant smell.

This is the smell that research warlocks smell most.

Even if you fall into the abyss and become a blasphemous believer, if you want to experiment, you still have to eliminate other interference.

"Order is the best laboratory for warlocks." These are the words of Magister Alert, and they are also the principles that warlocks study and pursue.

Iden Grote, the fourth-level warlock, sat alone on a huge petri dish.

A man who looked exactly like William Wilder was lying quietly in it.

This is Eden's favorite trophy.

He admired the trophies with satisfaction and turned his eyes to the badge on his chest.

The four-ring badge from Alert College was so reflective that he wiped it!

"Soon, I will completely surpass you."

Eden said to the loot in front of him.

There was no expression on his face as he spoke.

"No matter how talented you are, no matter how unique you are, it is all in vain in front of great things."

[God] is the ultimate in everything.

Whether it is the main plane or other secondary planes.

God is the end.

The absolute end.

God does not control the rules of the world, but creates the rules of the world.

People who are favored by gods should surpass their natural talents.

His expression became fanatical.

The gaze he looked at the trophy became more and more contemptuous.

He didn't notice that the little girl emerged from his shadow.

If Ken were here, he would know that this is the Emilia doppelgänger he saw on the streets of Brenda's Day.

The clone's unruffled gaze suddenly gained a little more vivid color.

There was only pure malice in that color.

His eyes were fixed on Eden, and a sarcastic smile appeared on her cute little face.

He is very happy.

…

Dupont's theater repertoire is quite rich.

They served the main course first.

Then the side dishes were served.

That's the little bond that happened during the Steam Riot.

Some are love that cannot be conveyed, and separation between life and death.

There is a persistent reunion, God's joke.

Some are eternal guardians, the closest distance is also the farthest distance.

Ken felt Amy's body pressing up gently.

The faint fragrance filled the nose.

He turned his head slightly.

The girl fell asleep.

Seeing the experiences of her deceased parents must have deeply touched the girl's heart.

I don't know how she feels about it.

Her body leaned heavily on Ken, and her soft and delicate body was in contact with Ken.

This is too cheap.

Ken thought in his mind.

The girl's heart was already fragile, and he didn't want to take advantage of her when she was sad.

Her hand was still holding Ken's hand, and Ken slowly let go, trying to let the girl lie alone on the sofa.

"Click."

The power of giants.

Ken once saw Julia tearing apart the "Haiman Dump Truck" with her hands, but Julia ultimately failed to break through Ken's defense.

And Amy was holding his hand, even intertwining their fingers.

When he wanted to take his hand out, the girl reflexively exerted force.

He almost crushed Ken's palm to pieces.

The girl's originally cold hands have been warmed to a suitable temperature.

In her sleep, she seemed to have dreamed of something terrible, and whispered: "Don't leave... don't leave me alone..."

Did she dream about her parents?

Doesn't seem like a good dream.
To be continued...