Chapter 1527: Dream Broken in Qiming (6)

In the wee hours of the morning, in a slum in Great Britain.

The first rays of daylight shone through the cracks in the tattered tin house, falling right on Daniel's forehead.

Exposed to the sunlight, the boy couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, so he opened his eyes slightly.

He woke up and found himself lying on a tattered couch.

"Huh?" he snorted. He had thought that he would die violently from the poison and never see the sun again tomorrow. Unexpectedly, the poison of this succubus failed to kill him.

He only felt sore, and while he struggled to get up from the sofa, he was also glad that he had survived. When he realized this, he opened his dry and cracked mouth and cried out through his hoarse throat, "Bart, Bart, are you still there?"

Smack. He had just climbed off the couch to tell his half-brother the good news, but he stepped on something wet and soft.

Daniel lowered his head, curiously looking at what was on the ground. This look frightened his pupils to dilate.

It's a puddle of flesh!

It was as if someone had exploded from the inside out, and the pool of flesh spread out in a radial pattern across the dilapidated hall, scattered all over the ground.

Normally, such a puddle of flesh would have died, but in reality it was not. The flesh and blood scattered all over the place still had pulses, and the wisps of blood vessels were still involved in various internal organs that could no longer be distinguished, beating.

The ugly puddle of flesh was still alive, or rather, it was gasping in some strange way. The only thing Daniel could tell was the center of the puddle of flesh and blood, the beating heart.

"It's ...... Daniel, who was stupefied, didn't know what to do to react.

Until, from the torn strips of clothes on the ground, he could tell that it was—Barth's clothes!

"Ba, Bart ......?!" Daniel gasped.

The mass of flesh and blood in front of him who was still alive was really his brother?!

"I ...... Very...... I'm sorry...... Elder brother...... Elder brother............ It made a staccato sound, though Daniel no longer knew which part was the lungs and throat of the wriggling mass of flesh: "This is ...... Save Your ...... Sole...... Method.................. ＂

＂... I'm ...... I'm sorry...... About this...... All...... With that, the wriggling mass of flesh could no longer make another sound.

Daniel, who thought he had returned to the world, instantly fell into hell from which he could never recover:

"No!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! - "

At around 6 a.m., the bright morning sun converged and was gradually replaced by dark clouds. There was a gray drizzle in the sky, and it was suffocating.

Boom, boom, boom.

Shovel after shovel, the boy dug through the dirt with a tattered shovel among the woods near the slums.

On the side, there was a coffin-like wooden box containing an unidentified object.

Fortunately, it was in this early morning, fortunately in this kind of barren mountains and mountains that almost no one cared about, otherwise, whoever passed by and gently skimmed the contents of the coffin, I am afraid that they would be scared half to death.

It wasn't a decomposing corpse, it wasn't a murder weapon, it wasn't a treasure. It was a mass of flesh, wriggling, flesh that looked dead but was barely alive.

Daniel gasped and stopped digging.

He turned his head and looked at the terrible and abominable mass of flesh, his eyes full of sadness.

He took a knife from his bosom and, as he had done a thousand times before, stabbed the wriggling mass of flesh again. He stabbed dozens of times in a frenzy, and did not stop until his strength was exhausted and he was wheezing like an ox.

However, the mass of flesh was not killed. Even if it was pierced through a heart-like organ, even if it was stabbed to the point of blood and blurred flesh, the mass of flesh was still alive and constantly recovering from the wounds on the surface.

Like the monsters Daniel had ever seen, the mass of flesh was immortal, or rather possessed a powerful ability to heal itself, and could not be easily killed. But that mass of flesh is not alive either. The thing was neither alive nor dead, in a nightmare-like half-dead state.

So, the boy dropped the bloody knife and knelt in front of the coffin and choked in a low voice.

The mass of flesh and blood in front of him was originally his younger brother, that is, his only relative in this world. However, his brother became like this, and he couldn't even help him get rid of it.

No one can save it, nothing can be protected, and there is nothing to love when you are alone. He wept silently, and the cry was filled with emptiness. He dug the pit where the coffin was buried, but he didn't dare to do it, wondering whether he should bury his "younger brother" alive in the dirt like this.

However, he stared silently at the pit, and in the end he did not bury the coffin in it, but lay himself in the pit. The boy lying in the dirt pit looked up at the sky and was stunned. His tears flowed quietly, but he didn't know who to weep for.

He lay down in the pit and looked up at the sky and cried, and fell asleep in a daze after crying and crying. Of course, his sleep was not really a deep sleep, just a slight distraction of consciousness.

In the haze, someone's figure appeared in front of Daniel.

Poke, poke, poke. The boy felt a slight itch on his face, as if someone was poking him in the face with a small stick.

"Uh......h The boy opened his eyes.

In his vision that gradually turned from hazy to clear, the face of a young girl emerged.

"Good morning. The sakur-red haired, watery girl greeted Daniel with a smile.

"Uh...... Early...... The boy was a little overwhelmed, and he didn't know how to answer the other party's good for a while.

"Are you sleeping here?" the girl then asked, "It's strange that you sleep in a strange place, shouldn't you humans sleep in a room?"

Daniel was stunned again, not knowing what to say to the wonderful girl. Knowing that he saw the girl's pointed ears and recognized that the girl might be an elf, he realized that this elf girl may have rarely set foot in the human world, so he was extremely lacking in the common sense of the human world, so he asked the strange question just now.

＂...... I...... It's just that...... Tired...... Daniel wiped tears from the corners of his eyes and crawled out of the dirt pit.

"Are you crying?" asked the girl, "where is it uncomfortable, where is it hurt?"

"Nope. I...... I am fine...... The boy didn't want to make a fool of himself in front of the girl, so he continued to be strong.

"This kid here is doing too?" the girl also noticed the wriggling mass of flesh in the coffin.

"Uh!" Daniel felt as if someone had pierced his chest with a sharp sword, and his voice was choked out as if he had been pierced through the chest with a sharp sword.

"He's not very good, so you're worried, right?" The elf girl seemed to be able to see through people's hearts: "That's why you cry, right?"

"I've already said it, I'm not crying. Daniel turned his face away, avoiding any more contact with the girl's gaze. But who could he fool? Even he felt too naïve. The redness and swelling around his eyes, the tears shining in the corners of his eyes, all betrayed him.

"Hmm~ is it?" The girl didn't know if she really believed it or deliberately didn't break Daniel, but just said it, and at the same time she was already focused on the lump of flesh in the coffin: "This kid is so pitiful, he always feels as if he is crying?

"I don't know. The knight boy replied in a low voice. He really didn't know. All he knew was that his brother Bart must have done something last night, something like an equivalent exchange. Daniel was saved because of this, but Bart became like this...... You can't survive, you can't die.

"Do you know how, then, to cure him?" asked the girl again.

＂...... I do not know. Daniel replied again. He didn't even know if Bart would be cured if he could be cured if he had become like this. All he had in his heart was despair.

"Do you know how to save him?" the young man, who was already in the abyss of despair, asked inadvertently.

It's a pity that this is not a fairy tale, not a novel, not a drama, there are not so many coincidences in this world. The elven girl shook her head at the knight boy, "Well, I don't know at all. ＂

"Then you're—"

"But don't you humans have a saying?, well, what's it called?" the girl struggled to recall, and then cried out as if she had come to an abrupt realization, "-[never give up hope]. Yes, that's what I said. ＂

The young man's face was gloomy: "But I don't think there will be any hope...... ＂

"Never give up hope. But the girl, with her smile as hearty as the morning light, repeated to the boy: "Isn't this child still alive? As long as he is alive, it is never too late, and there is always hope." ＂

It was a sweet, undeniable smile. There seemed to be a brainwashing magic in that smile, even though it had no magic in itself, and it was completely different from the evil ways of hypnotism.

That smile seemed to be hope in itself, and it only took a smile to reinvigorate the already disheartened teenager.

"You...... You may be right. Daniel whispered, "Perhaps... Maybe Bart can turn back into a prototype. Right. Why should I give up so early? Maybe I'll be able to get Bart back. ＂

The boy looked at the wriggling mass of flesh in the coffin and shed two lines of tears, this time, he no longer hid it in front of the girl.

"Wait for me, Bart. Brother will definitely let you return to the prototype. It doesn't matter how long it takes, no matter how many tribulations it takes...... My brother must be ......!"

As he spoke, he couldn't continue, because he couldn't cry anymore, his throat was completely choked with grief, and the whole person knelt weakly in front of the coffin.

"Okay, good—" The elven girl gently patted the knight boy on the back, "Don't cry, everything will be fine." ＂

Daniel just kept crying.

When the boy was tired of crying and fell asleep, the girl walked away from the boy. With a wave of her hand, countless branches appeared out of thin air on the ground, encircling Daniel and the coffin containing Bart. The branches turned into walls and beds, lifting Daniel high like a bird's nest and carrying him around it, keeping the boy away from the moisture and insects on the ground and sleeping in a makeshift wooden nest.

"Please have a good dream. The girl said softly.

"Lord Gaia. A voice in the distance called, "Where are you? We've been looking for you for a long time." ＂

"Here it is, Mutani. The elf girl heard the other party's call, and only then did she respond, walking in the direction of the person who was looking for her.