At the same time, in an apartment in Great Britain.
"Hey, look at our handsome little gentleman here." Lianyin smiled and adjusted a bow tie around Husky's neck in front of the dressing mirror. The dog-man boy was wearing a black dress and a dark red tie.
, looks cute and handsome.
"It's so tight and makes me feel uncomfortable all over." Husky complained in a low voice. He was used to running around in loose clothes, but once he put on such a serious dress, he immediately felt very uncomfortable.
"Just be patient, it's only for two or three hours." Lianyin smiled bitterly and said, "You must pay attention to etiquette when eating with Uncle Westad, don't be rude."
"Yeah" Husky pouted a little unhappily.
"What's wrong, my little angel?" Lianyin rubbed Husky's face and asked softly.
"Mommy, do you have to go to have dinner with that uncle?" The dog boy then asked: "Isn't it okay if you don't go? Isn't it okay to stay with Husky at home tonight? Why does even Husky have to come with you?"
Go to Wang?"
"Isn't it bad?" Lianyin tilted her head in confusion and asked, "So Husky is going to stay at home alone and wait for mommy to come back? Doesn't he want to go out to eat with mommy and meet new friends?"
"But, but" the dog-man boy pouted and asked hesitantly: "Husky heard from Laura and the others that Mommy got better with that uncle this time, right? Was it, that, [talking about
Are you in love? Is Mommy planning to marry that Uncle Westad in the future? Then she won’t want Husky, and she won’t want Dad either?"
Hearing her son's whispered complaints, the expression on Lianyin's face became profound. There were tears in the corners of her eyes, but she tried her best to hold them back, so as not to waste the makeup she spent several hours on.
"Husky, your dad will never come back." Lianyin replied in a low voice, "That's why mommy needs to look forward and find a new relationship."
"Why won't daddy come back?" The dog boy asked puzzledly: "Didn't Mommy say that daddy just left temporarily and would come back one day? Why didn't mommy wait for daddy to come back?
Just find another uncle to fall in love with? If mommy marries that uncle, what will dad do when he comes back?"
"Not Husky"
"You just don't care about Daddy's barking?" The dog man boy continued to ask: "What did Dad do wrong? Why doesn't Mommy want Dad's barking?"
"Hasky" Lianyin knew that she could no longer hide it. She suddenly sighed and replied in a low voice: "Your father is dead. He will never and cannot come back. So we have already
There’s no need to wait for him to come back, just forget about it, okay?”
"Lie!" The dog boy showed an incredible expression, and suddenly his eyesight went dark: "Mommy, you are lying to Husky. Dad is still alive. He must be alive. Husky dreamed of dad not long ago.
Better than that!"
"Husky, that's just a dream"
"Husky doesn't listen, don't listen, don't listen, don't listen, don't listen!" The dog boy covered his ears and ran away, diving into the bed: "Mommy, you big liar! Don't listen to Mommy anymore.
Woof!!"
Lianyin showed an embarrassed expression and didn't know what to do for a while.
"Heh." The little golden dragon lying at the window frame yawned. It was the appearance of the evil star. Xinghui Dragon, who had been silent and pretended to be asleep, couldn't help but speak at this time: "If you have a date,
How about just going by yourself? You don’t have to worry about things here."
"But, the evil star prince!"
"When this kid gets angry, it takes several hours to calm down. Do you plan to cancel tonight's dinner?" Evil Star said with a hint of sarcasm, "It's not impossible to do that if you like. I'm afraid it won't work with you."
The man you have a date with will not be too happy."
Lianyin was silent for a while. This was to ask her to leave her son alone and date other men. Although before this, she had always left her son in the care of others because of her busy work schedule, and this had happened many times.
The nature of this time feels a little different.
"Hasky." Lianyin sighed in a low voice: "I'm sorry, Mommy still has to go. Uncle Westad is a good man. He sincerely invites us to have dinner. Even if you don't want to go, Mommy will
Gotta keep the appointment.
You may think that your dad is still alive and that he will come back one day. But one day, we all have to face reality. It is impossible for your dad to come back. The dead cannot be resurrected.
And Mommy has been really lonely all these years. You may think that Mommy will always be by your side, take care of you, and never leave you. But what if Mommy is no longer here? If you are alone, what can you do?
Are you taking good care of yourself?
Mommy has sacrificed everything to take care of you over the years. You may think that as long as Mommy is here, you will be happy. You are happy. But what about Mommy’s happiness? Mommy must take care of you unconditionally for the rest of your life.
Does mommy not deserve happiness?"
""
The dog-man boy hiding under the covers covered his ears with his hands and pretended not to hear. But his hearing was very sensitive, and he was just lying to himself if he said he couldn't hear.
"Sorry." Lianyin let out a long sigh, turned and left the room: "I will call someone to come and take care of you. I hope Sister Charlotte can take the time to come over. Mommy is out. You have to be good at home and don't do this.
What a dangerous thing."
Then, regardless of her son's objections, she opened the door and left the bedroom.
"What a noisy family." The evil star lying by the window said sarcastically indifferently.
At the same time, the Turkic Swamp.
"It's green." Eric, the strategist who was walking in the swamp, couldn't help but hummed as he looked at the spell flame in Bedivere's hand.
I don't know if it was the ointment applied on Bediwell's body that affected it, but the light of the spell flame summoned by the werewolf youth to illuminate the darkness suddenly turned into a strange green. This green was the same as the one he applied all over his body.
The moss-like thick green of the ointment is really similar. Under the green light, Bediwell's whole body is green, and it is so green that it shines and reflects fluorescence.
"Tsk!" Bedivere stepped unhappily into the knee-deep mud and trudged forward while looking dissatisfied at the strategist Eric in front of him.
Little Lawrence was very cunning. This guy didn't use his legs to walk at all. Instead, he broke off a piece of tree bark the size of a shield, and then used his own ability to control the bark and walk on the swamp. And Eric himself
Sitting on the bark of a tree, he could cross a tenth of the swamp without moving his toes. Compared with Bediville, who had to move slowly in the swamp, it was extremely comfortable.
"Do you have any dissatisfaction?" Eric saw that Bediwell was walking really slowly, so he stopped again and waited for the werewolf youth, "Even so, I have pointed out a way for you to cross this place safely.
The route in the swamp. If you follow the route, at least you don’t have to worry about getting stuck in the bottomless mire and sinking. What else do you want, are you going to let me give you a ride?"
Bedivere once again struggled to pull his feet out of the sticky mire and took a step forward: "I just think that your kid's own [coming of age ceremony] doesn't have to be passed by walking, but by this kind of close cheating."
It’s just a matter of using means to advance.”
"There's something wrong," the strategist shrugged: "Don't look at me like this, I'm a paralyzed disabled person. Using my own ability to control this piece of bark to move forward is actually the same as using the same ability to control my hands and feet.
There is not much difference in moving forward. Since it is the same principle, why can't I simplify the operation and have to crawl around in the mud like you able-bodied people?"
Bediwell had no way to refute. In fact, if Eric the Strategist wanted to, he could even directly control the piece of bark and fly him in mid-air. But it is estimated that controlling the bark to fly would require more concentration than controlling the bark in the mire.
There is much more traveling on the ground. Eric would rather travel in a less efficient way. On the one hand, he is waiting for the slow-moving Bediwell, and on the other hand, it is probably to conserve his own strength. After all, he has to deal with the hidden people next.
There is a terrifying monster in this swamp, and you must defeat that monster alone in order to complete the [coming of age ceremony] of the Elephant people and be recognized as a member of the Turks.
"Speaking of which," after walking for a while, Eric still had no intention of helping Bedivere, but struck up a conversation with the werewolf young man, "What kind of woman are you looking for? I heard she is a witch? A witch is far away."
From the Glory Region, come all the way to the Everglades of the Dawn Region to live in seclusion in a place where birds don’t poop? The temperament of this witch is really weird."
"Oh, I guess your brother will be unhappy when I hear you say that." Bedivere deliberately used the incident of the older Lawrence to irritate the younger Lawrence, "The witch I am looking for is the teacher who taught your brother the spell.
Great Teacher Clara."
"Tsk. I told you not to mention my brother all the time." Strategist Eric was obviously a little unhappy: "And, is it a spell again? You are always related to that kind of dangerous thing."
Only then did Bedivere remember that the reason why Eric was paralyzed from birth was because his brother Lawrence had cast a curse on him unconsciously. The spell was not just a spell cast on oneself, it was extremely extreme.
It can also be used to curse others.
"No matter what, I can't get rid of the relationship anymore, so I can only continue to do what I have to do." Bedivere hummed: "You shouldn't go back like this after I witness your [coming of age ceremony], right?"
?You should keep your promise, right?"
"Well, what should we do about this?" Eric pretended to be deep in thought. "According to the agreement, I will at least accompany you to search in the Everglades until you give up. After all,
If you die, I will have one less witness, and all the work of the coming of age ceremony will be in vain. But, let me talk first. If you don’t listen to the guide’s advice, you will run into the particularly dangerous places in the Everglades.
If you go to a place where you want to die, I have no obligation to accompany you all the time. Even if this is the case, I will still cherish my life, but I have no obligation to accompany you to death."
"Very fair." Bedivere replied. He could understand. However, this was the part that worried him the most. If the great teacher Clara happened to be hiding in the most dangerous areas of the Everglades, even Eric would not
Are you willing to take Bedivere there? Can Bedivere, who knows nothing about the Everglades and can only take risks alone, still find the great teacher Clara alive?
Now I can only take one step at a time.
"Stand back." Eric suddenly hummed: "My prey has already appeared, don't interfere, just witness my [coming of age ceremony] from the side."
"Very good." Bedivere found a rock platform on the swamp that was slightly exposed from the mud. He was on guard while observing every move around him.
Something slowly emerged from a puddle of mud not far away. It was Eric's prey. It was an ugly giant swamp crocodile. (To be continued)