Chapter 1285: Mourning in the Silent Night (3)

"Kang, Convair?" Husky frowned.

Where did he seem to have heard of [Convair]'s family name?

And the appearance of the aunt in front of her is also a little similar to whom?

Although the canine boy never remembered it at the time, in fact, the name [Convair] was all too familiar to him.

Because his little friend Hal Papho Palamides, the mother of Vivien, whose full name is Vivian Convair.

It's the sister of this lady Morgoth.

And this Mogoth, of course, is one of King Arthur's three sisters, the second of the three goddesses of darkness, the "goddess of chaos" Mogoth.

Compared with Vivian's conservative and atmospheric dress, Morgoth's red evening gown, which was almost unsuitable for children, was simply the most seductive. With this dress and this angry figure, she is enough to make countless men horny.

However, Daniel and Husky were just children, and they were not interested in women's affairs.

"Is this lady here to laugh at me?" The apprentice knight boy frowned, looking at the bewitching woman in front of him with a puzzled face: "I'm just an ordinary person with no background, and I don't deserve your honor's ridicule?" "Huhuhu, don't worry, the slave family is not here to laugh at you." Morgoth smiled slyly and said, "The slave family only wants to tell you one thing: you don't need to shed tears for your dead mother, because the slave family can resurrect her." Hearing the witch say this, the apprentice knight boy couldn't help but take a deep breath, and even shot a strange brilliance in his eyes: "Really, really?!" "Really." Just let the slave take a little bit of this lady's tissue, and add your memories, this lady can be perfectly resurrected-" "Become a replicant and be resurrected under the manipulation of this witch, yes. Evil Star interrupted Morgoth.

The Starlight Dragon walked into the morgue in a menacing manner, his right hand pressed against the hilt of the Crimson Demon Sword, maintaining a posture that could be unsheathed at any time.

"Uncle Badstar—" "Don't speak. Both of you ducked behind me and clung to me. "Starlight Dragon commanded Husky. As he said this, his eyes remained fixed on Morgoth, lest the enchantress deceive.

"Oh, hehehe, it's scary. Mogoth smiled disapprovingly, scratching her head and empyema, and striking an extremely ecstatic pose: "Long time no see, little brother of the evil star." How about playing with the big sister for a while?" "Shut up, you unruly witch!" Xinghui Dragon gritted his teeth and scolded, "Don't beat these two little ghosts, they are under my protection." If you dare to act rashly, even if you are Arthur's sister, I will do the same!" "Uncle Arthur's sister Wang?" Husky snorted as he hid behind the Evil Star. He already understood something.

"But is it true to raise the dead?" said Daniel, bewildered even more.

"Don't listen to this witch's nonsense. Hellstar hurriedly explained, lest the imps really believe, "Even if she can [resurrect] your mother with replicant technology, the person she resurrected is not your real mother." She was just a puppet that looked and sounded like a god, a mass of flesh without a soul but moving on its own. Your mother is dead and cannot be resurrected, and there is no need to deceive yourself and take the replica seriously. "Huhuhu, it's not appropriate for you to say that, little brother of the star. Mogoth continued to wink at the Starlight Dragon, and although she knew very well that the Star would not be fooled, she still found it funny: "The slave just doesn't understand, so why don't you care if it's a replica or not? As long as there are appropriate materials, whether it is the sound and smile, or the charm of the personality, the slave family can reproduce it all.

The resurrected can cry and laugh, cook for you, go shopping with you, make your bed, and wash your clothes. She can praise you, rebuke you, educate you, and love you like your mother.

In that case, what do you use to distinguish the difference between a copy and an original?-

Aren't they all the same to use?" Daniel swallowed. Mogoth's words really moved his heart.

"Fart!" Evil Star interrupted the witch's brainwashing with a roar of rage.

"Evil Star," Morgoth smiled even more treacherously, and a teleportation flashed in front of the Starlight Dragon, and his hand began to feel restlessly on the Evil Star's chest, "Honestly, don't you want to resurrect your family? This time it was the turn of the Evil Star to sweat from the corner of his forehead.

The slave family even" Wow! Evil Star's demon knife unsheathed and swept towards Mogoth's waist. Seeing that the demon knife was about to cut the demon girl in half, Mogoth escaped with a teleportation. When he reappeared, he was at least ten yards away from the Evil Star and the others.

"Hehehe, the little brother is so fierce~" The witch smiled proudly.

"You don't have to tempt me, enchantress. Xinghui Dragon had a hideous face, and grinned and scolded: "My parents and brother are dead, let them rest in peace, I don't need the dolls you made to comfort me! Resurrecting the dead casually is the greatest insult to them! How can you let you do such an intolerable thing!!" Daniel on the side continued to be silent. A drop of cold sweat slipped down his forehead.

"It's really incomprehensible. Morgoth smiled disapprovingly and waved her hand: "Well, forget it~ That's all for today's chat." We'll see you later. She stretched out her slender fingers with red nail polish, and seductively teased the three people in front of her: "One day, one of you will come to the slave family who can't bear the loneliness, and let the slave family resurrect your dead relatives."

You will. Definitely.

Living alone in this world is an ordeal that no one can resist. Only affection can alleviate this pain, even if it is borrowed affection - goodbye!" Mogos vanished in an instant, just as she had come silently.

"Imp. Evil Star put away his weapon and turned to look at Daniel, "I know what you're thinking, but no, don't do it." The enchantress is a true demon, and it will never be good to deal with her. Stop disturbing the peace of the dead and let your mother rest in peace. Daniel thought for a long time before he finally held back a sentence: "I understand" "It's night, let's stop tonight." Evil Star picked up Husky in one hand and said to the apprentice knight, "You should rest early, too." Tomorrow is the big day for you to be promoted to a regular knight, and it's not good to be too haggard. "I see. Daniel repeated his words a little reluctantly, as if he would do whatever the other man said.

Evil Star shook his head, and despite Husky's struggles, he carried the canine boy out of the morgue, leaving Daniel alone in the darkness. The young knight apprentice glanced at his mother's body again, and an incomparably complicated expression appeared on his face.

The return was quicker than expected, and in an instant the Evil Star emerged from the portal and returned to Vivien's research institute, his own room.

Starlight Dragon spits out the crystal box containing Husky from its mouth, making the canine boy bigger.

"Uncle Evil Star" Husky looked at the Starlight Dragon with a confused expression.

"Don't speak," Evil Star looked at the clock beside him, the time was more than two o'clock in the morning, "It's getting late now, go back to your room and sleep immediately." Husky rubbed his eyelids that were almost collapsing: "Okay Wang" He walked towards the door, but before leaving, he reluctantly glanced back at the Starlight Dragon: "Uncle Evil Star, the dragon's lair where you took us to hunt nightmares today is actually your home, right, Wang?"

But he knew that this matter had been thoroughly understood by the dog boy, so there was no need to hide it, so he generously unveiled it: "What you said is basically right, but it is not entirely correct." That Dragon's Lair was where I lived with my brother when I was a child, a place full of memories. But then the younger brother ran away from home and never came back. It didn't make sense for me to live alone, so I left there to find another lair—not driven out by the nightmare, absolutely not. Husky couldn't help but smile wryly, and came over and hugged his Uncle Evil Star - though he was only tall enough to hug Evil Star's waist.

"Uncle Evil Star is really a good man. Husky likes Uncle Evil the most. Then he hurried away a little shyly, leaving the star alone in a daze.

"Hum Boy," Evil Star scratched his head.

After the door closed, Xinghui Dragon did not lie back on the bed to rest, but opened the portal with his hand raised and jumped in.

In the next second, he had come to his old dragon's lair.

The heat of the volcano was so high that the nightmare's corpse was thrown into the lava and cleaned up, leaving behind a disgusting miasma that was gone. A qiē reverts to the appearance of thousands of years ago, when he and his brother lived in the dragon's lair.

The Starlight Dragon reverted back to its dragon form and lay down in a lair surrounded by countless golden treasures, ready to sleep. But before he could close his eyes, the phantom of a white dragon passed by him, evoking countless memories.

He remembered that his brother used to roll in this pit full of gold coins, amused by the glittering treasures;

He also remembered the days when the two brothers worked together to take on the dragon hunters. As young dragons, they are occasionally defeated by adventurers, but with the combined efforts of the two brothers, they can always survive the difficulties;

He even remembered that his brother would tease his nose with his tail while he slept, making him sneeze non-stop;

It was a really joyous time. However, this qiē is in the past. Parents and younger brother are gone, and now there is only one dragon left in this dragon's den.

"Good night, Centvia. Evil Star muttered under his breath and closed his eyes.