The dining table of the Fairy Sleeping Hotel has become a place for everyone to have fun. Every time it is dinner time, everyone sits around the dining table, while tasting the proprietress's craftsmanship, amazed by the variety of dishes that are always unrepeatable, while talking about various things, sometimes serious matters, sometimes interesting things happening today, and various small episodes are accompanied by such things, such as a little bat who doesn't like vegetables running around the hall by grandma, a little fairy finished his own snack and went to steal other people's snacks, or a bartender lady started to sell her proud works again... and so on.

This atmosphere is undoubtedly comfortable and makes people feel the warmth of home. In the past, when Ringer and his sister sat across a dining table, with only two lonely figures in the huge church, and the sound of tableware colliding from time to time echoing silently, he would never have thought that he would be able to adapt to such noisy scenes one day. The nature of a young man seems to be a tree hole, and he always listens quietly, and occasionally gives a brief reply or two. If the person sitting opposite him is not Metine, he will definitely complain that he is too inconsiderate and boring.

But as the journey went forward step by step, more and more people were on the dining table. At first, young people felt a little awkward, but later they became more and more accustomed to it. One day, if someone was missing on the dining table, he would feel a little strange, as if the world had changed. For example, during the time when everyone first landed on the Eastern Continent, due to the departure of the Heavenly Termis, the atmosphere on the dining table was once very dull, without a trace of laughter, and some people were not even willing to go downstairs to have supper, such as Alice, who was hiding in the room for playing game consoles, Ovela, who was so worried about the plot in the novel that he could not eat, or Iyetah, who locked himself in the windmill tower room out of some guilt.

At that time, Linger seemed to have an illusion and returned to the past, but he did not refer to the time when he and Mettyn ​​were having supper alone in the church, but the time when he wandered alone in the streets and alleys of Linwell even longer ago. Will these two feelings be similar? Once something is missing, will the world of young people no longer take shape? What can he do about this?

For an adopted wandering boy, there was never a concept of blood in his mind. The meaning of home is the connection between people. If possible, Linger thought at that time, I wanted to maintain this connection. That was the first time he admitted his heart and found that it was not the world that changed, but the self that changed.

From that day on, letting the fairy sleep deep down and no one is missing on the dining table in the hotel became a mission of a young man. He always fulfilled this responsibility for a while before supper: When he came to the room on the second floor, he pushed open the door and the princess Bemang, who was addicted to creation, was startled and was shocked. When he was plucking his cheeks to criticize him, he could solve all complaints with a sentence "Today's supper has your favorite snacks"; he went to Tianxin Church to remind the little girl who was still studying game skills not to play and waste time, and by the way, he would turn the fake nun Miss Gloria from the real nun from the real nun.

Miss Livia was rescued from her pre-dinner prayer teaching; in Rolena's alchemy room, she patiently waited for her to complete her final work, and the latter, who came to her senses, complained in surprise, "Oh, when did you become so considerate?" She still remained calm after knocking on the wooden door of the windmill tower house, and was leaned on by the most difficult angel lady. She must take her over with the princess-wrapping method like last time, otherwise she would not want to go out and didn't even want to eat supper. After being soft and hard, she agreed helplessly. After returning to the hotel, she was indeed looked at by everyone with strange eyes...

Everyone could perceive his change, but everyone didn't say it, as if it was a natural thing for them. If Linger hadn't changed today, she would have changed tomorrow. Whether it was becoming more considerate, gentler, stronger, or something else, they were what they wanted to see, that unique young man.

Only Saint Charlie, who occasionally complains to him privately, is that you have taken away my responsibility, and this is what I should do as the elder sister.

"Since that's the case," listening to her complaint, but more of a joke, Linger suddenly had a whim: "Why don't we take turns? Let me ask them for supper today, and it will be your turn tomorrow?"

St. Charlie was amused and crying about this. She found that the young man in front of her had indeed changed a lot. The only thing that had not changed was that he was still very slow in some places, and he could even be said to be stupid, so stupid that he was a little cute.

"Forget it."

She tiptoed and patted the young man's hair gently, but the latter did not resist because she could feel it was a kind of intimate emotion. In Linger's life, many people used to express their feelings, trust or love for the young man in different ways. Mr. Yang Ke often patted his adopted son's shoulders and expressed his high hopes for him; Metien liked to hide behind his brother, and he leaned out his head to observe the world curiously like a young bird who left his nest for the first time; and for the shepherd girl in front of him, it seemed that patting her hair was her favorite way, which can be traced back to a long time ago. There were not so many companions around them. When the restaurant of the Fairy Sleeping Hotel was still deserted, she stretched out her hand and gently stroked the young man's hair. Through the bonfire overnight, she saw the lonely look on his face.

The mountain of Sosen witnessed everything, and he also said to the girl in person: "You must have been a good sister before." It was this sentence that made Saint Charliea strengthen her belief. She wanted to respond to this person's emotions. Even if she was not before, she would definitely be yes in the future; even if she was not alone, she would definitely be yes when she was with him; even if she was not after losing her memory, she would definitely be yes after creating more memories with him.

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She said with a smile: "But it doesn't matter, then I can take on other responsibilities in the future."

Linger looked at her and always felt that the smile had a different meaning. He asked tentatively: "What responsibility?"

"You will know later."

She gently pushed Linger behind her back: "Okay, keep doing what you should do, Linger, call everyone back for dinner. If you tell them not to come back early, I will give all their snacks to the lambs."

"Bababa!" The lamb jumped up happily.

Although Linger was confused, she did not continue to ask and turned around and left.

Looking at his back as he left, the smile on the corner of Saint Charia's mouth could not be covered up.

She was very happy, probably because she finally saw the growth of young people. This is not to say that young people were very naive in the past, because growth does not only mean from naive to mature, but sometimes it will also become normal. For most people, they pursue uniqueness, and normal means mediocrity; but for Linger, this is not the case at all. Even if he removes the loneliness and sensitivity of his body, he is dazzling enough and does not need anyone to recognize his abilities and qualities.

St. Charlie often feels like a craftsman who strives for excellence. After accidentally picking up an unpretentious rough stone, she carefully carved it into the most perfect appearance. Her expectations for young people, her ideals, and those subtle dependences were finally responded. Is there anything more happy in the world than this?

The only regret is that it seems that it is not only the person who wants to polish this rough stone. I heard that many people are quietly trying to shape young people into their ideal appearance.

Bai Ye hopes that Linger can become colder, but her character is too awkward and she always speaks round the bush. This simple and crude technique is destined to resonate with a sensitive soul; Sino hopes that Linger can become stronger, she keenly sees the weakness implicitly under the appearance of this young man, but this seems to be just a advice from friends, and her technique is not focused enough; Rollena hopes that Linger can become stronger, and in terms of how to shape things, Princess Haiqi

She has rich experience, but her joking personality is destined to cover up her sincerity, and her half-hearted carving technique is a taboo; Yiyeta hopes that Linger will become more selfish, and among everyone she seems to be the most cared for by Linger, but it is hard to say whether the young man only treats her as his second sister. Relying on this identity, he can act spoiled unscrupulously, but it is also overdrawn the young man’s feelings for him. In the end, he will only hurt himself.

Sure enough, the only one who can carve this raw stone wholeheartedly and consistently is in the end, right?

This conclusion brought Saint Charia a good mood all day long. It was a personal experience that she could see how happy she was today. Even during dinner, Iyeta was brought in by Ringer in a princess, Ovela walked down from the building with a yawn, and Leticia sneaked into the kitchen and stole snacks... She didn't care at all, and did not show off her sister's majesty and scold her as usual.

Something is wrong with Sister Xiao Xia today.

At the dining table, the girls communicated with their eyes and came to a consensus conclusion.

As for the reason, it would be fine if you don’t ask, what if you make a mistake and make Sister Xiaoxia unhappy? What’s more, even if you don’t ask, don’t they know? Most of them have to do with a young man. On the entire Yunjing Kong Island, this guy is the best at please Sister Xiaoxia. Sometimes, even if you are just a normal chat, you will suddenly burst out with a few stingy love words from your mouth, which makes the girl’s heart beat, but you still have to pretend to be okay. Do you really don’t know what good things you have done? What a hypocritical guy!

It seems that Sister Xiao Xia was hit by him again today.

What a pity.

Why isn't it me?

Someone thought in his mind.

Linger, who had just returned to the hotel, was greeted by such a strange atmosphere and the girls' attention. He was a little confused, and couldn't help but reflect on it. He thought I had done nothing today, so he took Metien to visit the Ashes Guerrilla camp, visited her good friends, and discussed the future plans with the Gray Hill Eagle. He didn't even stay in the hotel. He couldn't just rely on me for anything that happened, right?

Thinking of this, he felt at ease.

On the dining table, Linger mentioned to everyone what he had communicated with Carson Borg today. The most important message was naturally the abnormal movements of the countries in the Axis. If this news is true, it will greatly change the situation of the war in the following year. As for the impact of this change on Linger's original plan, whether it is good or bad, it is still impossible to determine.

Regarding the cause of the change, Linger also put forward his own guess, that is, it was caused by the division within the Witch Society, which triggered heated discussions among the crowd. But most people were just happy with the news. After all, the Witch Society was a huge shadow for them, which had always been shrouded in their hearts and had not dissipated. Now that the enemy has actually started to fight in internal conflict, isn’t it worth being happy?

Leticia was even more outspoken, hoping that these guys would fight in the Western Continent soon, so that the war would come more fiercely! However, this guy's antisocial personality was quickly pulled over by his grandmother to correct it. The internal strife of the witch association was one thing, but the war that affected the entire Western Continent was another thing. If things evolved to this point, could they stay out of the Eastern Continent?

Some people who are more sensitive to politics because of their growing environment, such as Sino, were very surprised by the news and made a guess: "If it is just a struggle within the faction, it should not evolve to the point where wars are triggered. However, it is an undeniable fact that countries are drawing troops back to their homeland. As far as I know, rulers of secular regimes have always been the best at compromise, and their struggles are only for achieving their own political goals. If the losses caused by the struggle far exceed their returns, then even the queen or monarch has to think about their choices properly."

Is the secular regime in the Western Continent strong enough to defeat the witch association? Even if the structural mechas that were born for war may not be necessary. Therefore, they chose to cooperate rather than subversion.

The secular faction represented by Queen Victoria cannot not understand this truth. However, they still made preparations for civil war rather than compromise as usual. Does this mean that the contradictions within the witch association are actually not simply political differences, but a more serious, incomparable contradiction, and even once they exist, they will turn the two sides into hostile contradictions?

Linger thought something.

At the reminder of Sino, he felt that he had captured the most critical point.

Plan of Eden and Plan of Reality.
Chapter completed!