It has never felt superior or omnipotent.

In addition to the sense of smell, and this is also after he became an authentic pug.

It's not that it doesn't believe that youth is there, it has always ignored this feeling.

Even in the short period of human beings, when the innocent and innocent played a rough teenager, it was so distant in memory that it really felt like it was just a role-play now.

For the result, it does not regret it, it is just unconvinced.

For it, the two are not to be confused.

In fact, no one knows how clearly it remembers it, and the strangest thing is that there are other things - such as the pea soup he hated most when he was a human - and when the habit of saying small and big is beginning to fade, the only thing that is clear and often vivid in dreams is the intersection of human memory.

suddenly remembered the situation when his identity as a teenager was still alive.

It saw it, the last moment.

I couldn't throw it away, I was forced to fill it, and I didn't even have the time to complain.

It's a curse.

The boy didn't even open his mouth to sing, and he saw the shiny olive color swimming in the creature's body.

He could damn be able to see it—the feeling of crying and laughing was so great that even the young man wanted to scold him on the spot, he didn't have any clairvoyance!

But for the first time, for the first and last time, he wanted to try not to disobey his father and governess.

It's fun to be elegant once in a while, isn't it?

It's just that this elegance is full of irony.

That's overwhelming power. Even if he didn't see the creature's mouth directly spew flames or release a blizzard that froze his body, he had already turned from him.

There was no painful bite, no paralyzing electrocution, and the boy who hoped to find a cat that would defeat all the dogs was gone, and his posture was ...... It also seems to mean that a family's lineage is difficult to continue.

No.

Wrong.

No, no, that's not right.

For a moment, he forgot that the guy in front of him with an olive glow was his younger brother.

So, since it has just changed an identity, should it say hello well?

Want to continue to be elegant?

No, still don't.

So is there really a canine who uses him to grind his teeth?

It seems too brutal.

I still don't want to.

It doesn't want to stain its eyes yet.

Simply and calmly left. At least it can be mixed up with a good name, can it?

It's a family. What I hope most is to become stronger, and then stand at the forefront of all the families, it must at least be grateful...... For example, the grace of nurturing, so in the end there is still none. I can't do it with my own hands to extinguish this family lineage that is no longer close.

It was as if he affirmed the words that suddenly rose in his heart. It was the first time that a teenager who had turned into a pug showed such a restrained expression. With his face to the ground, he left without saying a word.

It's not that I don't want to fight for a breath, but I feel that this kind of behavior of killing my brother is really not suitable for me.

The guy laughed and spoke arrogantly. "You're still obedient, it's better not to disobey your bloodline."

Yes, it quietly made a pug dog, knowing that it was reckless, but the dog still did not bark back.

For the guy who has put a curse on himself, this guy who is a stranger despite his blood relationship, no matter what the outcome, he doesn't want to fight to the death.

It's not interesting.

Others might laugh at it for nothing but cowardice?

No, it was neither particularly unhappy nor genuinely afraid.

There is also a certain chance that there will be supporters, although not high, but also above the zero point to feel its enlightenment?

No, it just felt that it was really pointless to be serious about the guy who bluntly said that he wanted to destroy, to expel him, to destroy everything, to repeat everything, and to think about himself completely.

There is no hypocrisy, and it is better than knowledge.

It never takes power to heart, which refers to a competition between "humans".

It has always felt that there should be no war between the same race, and although it has a deep grudge against the dog as a creature, it is only one-sided.

But the people around me don't think so, and they are even on the opposite side.

So he was silent, so silent that even the servant who came to the bedroom every night to check if he had sneaked out.

He didn't mean to weave this untimely emotion of his own into a secret, he just didn't want to give his father another chance to say that he was stupid and stupid.

For a long time, he has been grateful to be free to be an idiot young master who doesn't know how to grow.

But what had he been looking for?

Is it really just a cat that can fight invincible dogs all over the world?

Holding on to such a problem, it was about to abandon it when it heard a voice.

It's like an east and a west, the road is blocked and long, but I always feel like I am far away.

The fog is dark and the clouds are deep, the long pavilion is short, and it feels that the sound that comes slowly shakes the heavens and the earth, but if it is majestic, it is too beautiful.

Alarmed and anxious, high-pitched and powerful, the sound ignores the laws of nature, but for some reason it makes me as a pug inexplicably convinced.

I am sure that it is not far away, I am sure that it is not far away, and I must go to the location of that voice.

Mixed with less than real emotions, it headed for its imminent destruction.

There were ruins everywhere, but it saw her.

Small, full of panic, very gifted as a wanderer.

Just the moment of realization of contact gave rise to a certain kind of warm thought.

It felt like it was going to pick her up.

It may be a bit frivolous to boast of your own actions as a decision, but it is indeed a whim.

Until now, it didn't feel that it was doing it to nullify some of the sins committed by its brother, and it didn't want to think so.

"Forget it, there's no way, I'd better look for it again!" The pug, who was stunned for a moment, shook his head.

It didn't know what was wrong with it, and it never looked back to dwell on it, including memories that it couldn't tell, but now its body was sinking as if it had stepped into the air, and it was as heavy as if it had been filled with lead.

How much power does it have left?

Maybe it's time -- it's time to use "that"! But he hadn't spent enough time with Vivien.

It hadn't fully taught her the true meaning of "freedom", and there was no way to guarantee that she would be able to continue to smile and do anything when she left and returned to being a homeless wanderer.

It must at least help her and undo the curse that her brother has placed on her!

"Need help?"

A smiling voice sounded behind him, and he didn't have to look back to know that it was Brad? Dracula.

"No, you don't."

The pug dog said that, he changed his usual energy, slipped through the smoke, and disappeared into the crowd he hated the most.

It has no other ideas.

It just does what it wants.

But is that really the case?

For example, the sun relies on the moon to prove its existence in the night, so it is not just providing reflected light.

If you don't say that, no one knows.

But perhaps even the sun itself is kept in the dark!

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This chapter has a personal name conversion between "he" and "it", and Sheng Huan explains here that it is to show the idea that the pug "cultivated" when the identity of humans and dogs was different. (To be continued.) )