When Chai Anping opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was his "mother" whom he had never met before.
Although he was looking up, the soft curves of her face still moved him greatly. The young woman looked at him with soft eyes: "Ah, Xiaoge, are you awake?"
Next to the woman, the man with a tired look and unshaven beard came over to take a look, and also grinned: "Frieda, look at Xiaoge looking at you. Come on, look at daddy too!"
When Chai Anping heard this, he followed his words and glanced at him. The original owner was able to go to the royal capital to take up the position of palace guard because this cheap father entered the Hall of Valor.
The images in the fantasy world are extremely real, and it feels completely different from watching it through a screen.
This memory may have been forgotten even by Gracie Shelley when he was alive. After all, he was just a baby at this time, but in the illusion, this experience was perfectly reproduced.
Why should I go through such an infancy period?
Chai Anping was a little confused, because he couldn't even speak in this state, right?
However, the fantasy continued without his thoughts as the carriage continued to wander along the secluded path.
"Call dad!" The man's big face came closer and closer, and his tone slowed down: "Dad - dad -"
The baby immediately turned his head away, blew a bubble of saliva from his mouth, and ignored him at all.
When Frieda saw this, she squeezed her husband with her body and said with a narrow smile: "Walter, you haven't hugged Xiaoge a few times, how do you expect him to like you?"
"Haha..." Walter laughed twice when he heard this: "There will be a lot of time in the future!"
Frieda's eyebrows softened when she heard this. She held the back of Walter's hand with one hand and said, "It's all because of me that you had to leave the army."
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Walter raised his voice when he heard the words: "Is there anyone in the world who is more important than you and Xiaoge?"
Frieda stared at her son who was a little confused, and after a long time, she softly hummed.
Both of their eyes were full of longing for their future life.
Soon night came, and the coachman parked the car at a wind-shielded pass and called for everyone to get off and rest.
Because they were in the stable central region of the country, they didn't have to worry about Noxians suddenly coming out. The people in the car had already been shaken by the bumpy carriage until their bones were weak. At this time, they immediately took the camping tools.
Dongxi got out of the carriage neatly.
Only Chai Anping, who was possessed by the baby, had deep eyes at this time, looking at the other three people in the same car from a third-party perspective.
They are all killers sent by certain big families in the capital. They have official hunting status, and they also receive private instructions from big shots.
Originally, the memory in the picture was just a fleeting memory, but now it was much clearer when he looked at it again. He even saw the middle-aged man's evil smile inadvertently.
Next they will poison the food...
Chai Anping clearly knew everything but was unable to stop it. This was the most desperate thing.
"Come on, let me hold it!" Walter couldn't wait to take the baby: "You've been holding it for so long, so take a good rest."
"Um."
Frieda sat on the cushion and leaned against him.
The old coachman lit a bonfire, bringing a touch of warmth to the simple camp. He took off his hat to reveal his messy gray hair, and said with a smile:
"Ladies and gentlemen, come and have some hot soup."
It is said to be a hot soup. In fact, it is just a simple soup with a few pieces of dried meat and condiments added. However, being able to drink a sip of hot soup after a tiring journey will definitely relieve fatigue greatly.
The baby babbled, watching its parents drink the thin soup that had long been poisoned.
"You're hungry too, aren't you, Xiaoge?"
Frieda also dangled a small wooden spoon in front of him, teasing him.
Facing the last tenderness before cruelty, Chai Anping looked deeply at the woman's soft and beautiful face, as if he wanted to remember it forever.
"Bang..."
The wooden bowl in Walter's hand fell, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly - they had eaten a little soup cooked by the coachman before, but there was no problem at all!
"not good!"
His whole body felt as if he had been stung by poison, and any movement was blocked. Only his eyes could move in vain.
"Walter..."
Frieda, who also drank hot soup, fell to the ground and moaned in pain.
"This...ahhh!"
The coachman who poured the poison into the pot with his own hands had just screamed, and immediately grabbed his own throat and fell to the ground convulsively.
The poison was secretly dropped by the three people in the car while they were resting.
"Hahaha, what two idiots." The middle-aged man took out a broken sword from his hidden inner pocket and finally stood up with a smile: "I don't do anything near the royal capital just because I'm afraid of being discovered. Now in this remote place.
In such a place, even your father William Raphael may not be able to do anything about it, right?"
The three people who heard this, especially Chai Anping, suddenly opened their eyes in shock!
"Who are you...?"
Walter asked with some difficulty as veins popped up on his head.
"Demon hunter." The middle-aged man grabbed Frieda and pushed her onto a pile of luggage.
"No!"
Walter's eyes were splitting.
The middle-aged man just sneered, took out a forbidden magic stone from his arms and pressed it directly on the back of Frieda's hand.
Looking at the light emitted by the Forbidden Demon Stone, the middle-aged man ignored Frieda's screams due to the burning sensation and said to himself: "Frieda Raphael, was accused of being a mage and tried to escape the pursuit of the demon searchers.
, the crime is aggravated! Oh, even your father can't escape this time! If you dare to protect an evil mage, I think he has forgotten the roots of the kingdom!"
A girl of seventeen or eighteen years old squatted in front of the coachman and looked at him with big clear eyes: "Hey, grandpa... you seem to often accept tourists of unknown origin, and you have also received protection from a certain noble. Can you tell me
Who am I?"
"I have no idea."
"Hehe, forget it, I don't want to know either. There's no use in investigating it anyway!" The girl directly stabbed the hidden sword into the old coachman's chest, and nodded with satisfaction as she looked at the blood stains on his chest that gradually smeared out.
: "Let them re-train an old dog! Ha!"
The middle-aged man glanced at her, then quickly withdrew his gaze, maintaining his posture and sense of ceremony: "During the arrest, Frieda Raphael and her husband fiercely resisted and violently resisted Souma.
People regard the laws of the kingdom as nothing! So they had to be killed, and the capture failed! During the battle, their heir Gracie Shelley fell off the carriage and died."
He smiled funny: "Actually, I lied to you just now when I said I would deal with your father. With your father's status in His Majesty's heart, how can we demon hunters dare to touch him? It's just that many adults want to collect some interest from him, so you think
What's my verdict?"
"No...don't...don't hurt my child!"
Frieda endured physical pain and begged with tears streaming down her face.
Walter howled like a beast, stimulating the blood in his body to suppress the poison.
"Whoa-whoa!"
As a baby, Gracie Shelley cried loudly, either because she was frightened by her father's red face or by the smell of blood that diffused from the corpse of the old coachman.
Looking at this scene, the middle-aged man couldn't help but trembled and laughed intoxicatedly: "Suffer death, damn mage!"
The broken sword in his hand pierced Frieda's heart hard, and the young woman suddenly let out a suppressed and painful cry. Her tearful eyes finally looked at her husband and children, and the suppressed magic power in her body miraculously
Appeared, a hazy ball of light poured into Walter's body: "Run away quickly, take the child with you!"
"Where to run away!"
Another girl who was staring at Walter came to reward him with a sword. Unexpectedly, Walter, who had lost the ability to resist, not only did not have any physical problems after receiving the magic power, but also temporarily recovered his athletic ability!
"Ahhh!"
Walter almost went crazy. He roared angrily when he saw his lover's unresponsive body. He grabbed the sharp sword thrust by the demon-seeker girl.
"laugh……"
The rough palm was instantly cut with a bone-deep wound, but Walter seemed to be completely unaware. His palm suddenly exerted force and directly broke the sword he was holding, and then looked at the rushing girl with red eyes.
"Well……"
The girl couldn't stop herself, and Walter would never give her a chance to escape. He grabbed the broken blade with his bloody hand, roared angrily, and directly inserted it into the girl's temple with blood and tears on his face.
He still wanted to rush over and kill the remaining two people, but his body had not fully recovered. As soon as he finished exerting his strength, all the muscles in his body began to spasm violently again.
"Well!!!"
He used his tenacious will to hold his body upright. After judging that his condition was absolutely unable to kill the remaining two people, he could only take one last sad look at Frieda, and then without hesitation, he turned around and picked up the food on the ground.
Gracie ran directly into the forest.
Chai Anping felt the baby's grief firsthand, and his vision was shrouded in the darkness of the mountain forest.
"Is this your resentment?"
After death, the memory belonging to the original owner did not disappear, but instead made his remaining soul's memory of his become clearer...so he could only suffer in his own memory all day long.
As time goes by, as for how Walter escaped the pursuit and changed his appearance to join the Fearless Pioneers, it is another story. Gracie Shelley, who was always placed at home, has no memory of these because of the death of his wife.
Walter's attitude towards his children has also undergone earth-shaking changes, or it should be said that he no longer knows how to get along with Gracie.
Looking at the child's similar facial features to his wife's, he felt that the pain of that day had returned, and he rarely returned home. This also led to Gracie Shelley's character becoming further introverted.
It is worth mentioning that in his memory, Chai Anping met Ellerbella again in his childhood.
The little girl, who was already very delicate at that time, still looked innocent and innocent at that time.
"Sure enough...happy people will be healed by childhood throughout their lives, and unfortunate people will be healed by childhood throughout their lives."
He sighed, and finally arrived at the third floor of the apartment on Kralts Street in Demacia's Xiongdu, a place that Chai Anping was also very familiar with.
Gracie Shelley looked at the mirror in the bathroom with gloomy eyes, not even in the mood to cry. She calmly took the poison bought from the black market and chose to end her painful life.
Chai Anping was ejected from this body. There seemed to be waves rippling in front of his eyes, and his vision suddenly changed——
Before Gracie Shelley died after taking poison, he entered the mirror opposite him and became Gracie's "mirror image". In this way, the two finally got the opportunity to talk.
"You finally left my body."
There was more vicissitudes and madness in Gracie Shelley's eyes, but her words were very weak. The two of them finally had enough bonds through a memory they had truly experienced together.
"Are you satisfied with this?"
Chai Anping was silent for a while and said: "I hate my own incompetence, but I don't even know who to hate externally. I long for honors, but I can't even endure the most basic training."
"Yes, it's me." Gracie Shelley's face gradually lost color: "I'm just a waste."
Unexpectedly, he would admit it directly, so Chai Anping looked at him in surprise.
"You don't have to look at me like that. Because of your actions, I gained a brief moment of sanity." Gracie Shelley leaned on the sink a little lonely: "I'm just an incompetent person, how could I dare to be so powerful to you?
If someone says something like 'get out', I should even thank you.
Thank you for bringing glory to the name Gracie. My father must have hoped that the surname 'Shelley' would be remembered by the nobility again. I couldn't do it, but you did it. Maybe you can go to the Hall of Valor and tell him on my behalf in the future.
Talking, he will definitely be very happy. I have never resented him. I know that he will only be in more pain than me.
William Raphael is our grandfather, don’t you think so? Haha..."
He felt regretful for a while at first, maybe if he could have known Sir William earlier, his destiny could have been changed, but he soon restrained his emotions:
"He loves us very much and must have known our identities, so please take good care of him for me. He must miss his mother very much.
And Ellebella, I remember her, she was one of the few friends I wanted to play with when I was little... She made a mistake, but if, well, if you see her again in the future... forget it, oh, I am after all
I’m not a victim, so I can’t say such hypocritical words.”
Tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and his sobs gradually became clearer, because he knew that he was about to die: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I am really just a weak coward. I can't even speak clearly at this time, but I really can't hold on anymore.
Mr. Chai Anping, life is really painful!
So please - I can only ask you to live a good life on my behalf!"
Blood seeped out from his nostrils and quickly soaked into the wash basin. Just when he was about to collapse, Chai Anping quickly walked out of the mirror.
An illusory light and shadow hugged Gracie Shelley tightly.
"I will avenge my mother, and I will sweep my father's grave." He whispered in Gracie Shelley's ear: