A woman with her hair tied and wearing a pale blue cheongsam appeared in the picture of consciousness.

The white face seemed to have been smeared with a faint blush, and the thin lips were particularly vivid.

"What a beautiful teacher...

This is the first time Nataya has seen such a big white, and there is no trace of resoluteness in her eyes, only the tenderness that is so rich that it is about to overflow.

"Wow~ You're six years old! Happy birthday~~~ My child. You have to remember that every year on June 14th, it's Good Friday! ”

The woman, who looked almost exactly like Mr. Dabai, gestured with the thumb and index finger of her right hand to shoot out the gun, then closed her left eye, pursed her mouth, and tapped at herself.

"Although Mom can't be with you, you have to work hard! You have to be strong! You know, you're my child! ”

On the back of the outstretched right hand, there seems to be a little red mole.

Teacher Dabai, who withdrew her hand, the naughtiness in her eyes disappeared in an instant, and she frowned lightly and said to herself:

"It's a pity that mom is too far away from you, so I can only send you a message... But you have to trust Mom, I will definitely come to you.

However, if the baby works hard enough, maybe you will find your mother first~"

The woman with the white hair slowly brought her face in front of her.

"Po" kissed him and said

"~Come on! Baby! ”

When this spiritual message arrived, the picture gradually solidified and disappeared.

。。。

"This is ... Mom... ”

Nataya, who didn't react from beginning to end, stared blankly at the sky of consciousness, which had nothing left.

"You are! Mom? Is it really a mother?!!!!

Is it really a mother!!? ”

。。。

"You! Why left me alone!

Mom! Why don't you want me anymore!!!

。。。

"Mom...

Are you my mother ... ”

。。。

"Mom..."

Nataya was completely stunned at the moment, and she suddenly found that all the hatred and curses she had for so many years of her parents seemed to have melted away in this second... There were only tears left on his face.

His body became heavier and heavier, so that his legs could no longer support his crumbling soul.

Until she knelt down in the white eggshell, the people who were busy outside didn't notice that there was anything unusual about Nataya in the virtual machine.

It's just that almost imperceptible black-red spiritual power fluctuations are spreading out along the power and signal lines connected to this eggshell, and before you know it, they are almost all over this glittering metropolis.

。。。

Empire, Star of the Imperial Capital---- Alabastan

A white-bearded old man in a red robe, walking briskly from his age, hurried through the towering palace and into the shadows behind the building that held the power center of the vast empire.

Behind this magnificent palace, there is a not-so-obvious authentic entrance with an ancient palmprint retriever on the door.

Once inside, there is a circle of descending stairs against the wall.

The old man in red continued to walk down in a hurry, until he reached the end of the steps, and even the lights on the walls could no longer illuminate the endless darkness around him.

At the bottom of this deep hole was a small circular hall, and although there was a little light around the hall, it was impossible to see what was on the wall, let alone illuminate the man sitting on the chair at the end of the small hall.

"My Great Majesty, someone is there today!"

As soon as he walked to the position of the small hall, the old man in a red robe knelt down with his hands on the ground, extremely reverent.

"Oh? Are you sure it's not an information turbulence? ”

The figure in the darkness replied lightly.

"Your Majesty, you are sure that it is not a turbulent flow of information, the other party can accept that message!"

The old man didn't dare to raise his head, so he knelt on the ground and replied.

"Very good... It's a little later than expected, but I've been waiting for so many years, and I really don't care about this little time. ”

The sculptural figure in the chair moved and stood up.

"Can you find that person? Are there any plans to arrange for someone to come and see it? ”

The faint voice became a little emotional.

"Your Majesty, this message is from the Federation, in the Char Star Sector. At present, the first, third, fourth, sixth, ninth, and tenth fleets of the empire are right on the border of the Slan mining area, and the butcher has already infiltrated! ”

The old man in the red robe lay on the ground like this.

"Very good, don't make too much noise, tell them, just keep the pressure on the fleet, find out the people from the Federation first, this matter must be hidden, if it really doesn't work, keep observing, don't startle the snake!"

With that, the figure returned to the chair that looked like it was made of stone.

"Go ahead! I've waited so long that I don't care about waiting a little longer, but if you mess up this matter, you know what will happen to you. ”

"Yes, my majesty, the courtiers will never give up!"

The old man in the red robe, who slowly got up, faced the direction of the chair, and slowly retreated to the outside of the foyer, before turning around and walking up quickly from the same road.

Under the dim light on the wall of the spiral staircase, beads of sweat as large as soybeans could be vaguely seen oozing from the old man's forehead.