.

The rust-colored door was embedded in the stone wall, and Bill's calm heart began to beat again, and he could feel something inside waiting for him to push open the rotten door

With his palm on it, the cold chill hit him, and he began to hesitate to push the door like this.

He still remembered what happened to John and the fat boss, who seemed to be in a nightmare as he pushed open the door to the warehouse, but he saw Cheryl's expectant gaze again, and seemed to be expecting something behind the door.

The Shadow Eyeball emerged from its palm, and it tried to burrow through the gap behind the iron door, but the iron door and the stone wall fit together almost perfectly, and the Shadow Eyeball squeezed desperately through the crack in the door, and quickly exited.

This has only happened in the deep caverns of the Sivar mines, where there is a powerful force behind the iron gates to repel Bill from snooping with the power of shadows.

"Brother, don't you want to get your father's research?"

"I remember when we were kids, you used to sneak into your father's laboratory to peek at his witchcraft research, and you were punished by your father for cleaning the stables. ”

"Now that your father is dead, has your interest in these things disappeared?"

Cheryl's words intrigued Bill, as Williams had been interested in witchcraft since he was a child, and according to the rules of wizarding lineage, the probability that Cliff Sr. and his two children would both awaken the power of wizards should not be so high.

Is it the impact of the research?

Could Williams have become like this because of Cliff Sr.'s witchcraft research?

Bill brushed his shoulder-length hair, he forgot to find a barber shop to cut his long hair short, things always came one after the other, and then somehow got involved with himself.

But he still can't just push the door in, ensuring his safety is the first element, although the body is not afraid of physical hidden weapons, even if the waist is cut off, it doesn't matter, but there is a high probability of witchcraft attacks behind the door.

“...... I have a bad premonition, Cheryl, you get out of the way a little bit. ”

He pulled Cheryl's arm sideways to the wall, and the ugly dolls followed suit, and the black shadow turned into several tentacles that were thinner than a woman's arm, and slowly climbed the doorknob......

The shadow tentacles suddenly open the door!

The cold air rushed out from behind the door, condensing into frost in the dark hallway, and Bill raised his arm to cover his face, his cautious eyes looking at the dark world.

The world behind the iron gate was so dark that even Bill, who had great night vision, couldn't see what was inside, and nothing seemed to happen in the midst of the drastic drop in temperature.

「...... Did I guess wrong?"

"No, the danger lies in the deeper darkness, and the technology that the underworld wants is there. 」

"If I get the sorcery they desperately need, will the self-esteemed Black Street trade with me and tell me the identity of the person who has put a bounty on me?"

Looking down at Cheryl, who didn't know why, Bill raised his hand and rubbed his eyelids, and even stranger smells wafted out from behind the door, all this is not an illusion, this is ......

......

Bill suddenly fell to the ground, his hard head hitting the ground.

Boom!

Cheryl's eyes widened in horror, she didn't seem to know what was going on, but the ugly dolls climbed on her shoulders and quickly covered her mouth as she wanted to scream!

The sound of small fragments sounded and disappeared, and everything returned to silent darkness.

......

"Cold ......"

"It's so cold......

"Where am I and what happened?"

Bill slowly 'opened' his eyes, the blurry vision slowly focused in front of him, he saw something absolutely incredible, and he couldn't take his eyes off it.

This feeling is like who immobilizes the eyeballs, and even blinking and turning are uncontrollable.

In front of him was the place that Bill knew, in the fields of the Manor of Naldo......

It's just that the field is different from the one Bill has ever seen, there are endless golden wheat fields, and two scarecrows stuck in the ground, under the vast blue sky, the sun is shining.

"Bill, hurry up and help, you're already a big boy, you have to protect your mother and sister in the future!"

"Good father, I understand!"

Bill involuntarily replied to the words coming from behind him, and he could feel the breeze rippling, and in an unfamiliar but familiar voice, he consciously turned around and picked up a large handful of wheat.

And he found that his height was only a little higher than the mature ears of wheat, and it was a little difficult to pick up the ears of wheat, and he saw that the immature hands in front of him could never be the palms of adults, what was going on?

The confusion didn't stop Bill's next move, and he carried the ears of wheat to the pile, and a man with a blurred face appeared in front of the pile with a fork in his hand, still wearing the usual clothes of farm work.

"Father, I've cut all the wheat in the west, can we go home and eat?"

"Mom said she was going to make us cream mushroom soup and apple pie tonight, and in order to reward me for helping the field!"

Bill craned his head and looked up at the man who was at least twice his height from the perspective of a child, who had completely lost control of his body and looked like an intelligent robot that had been programmed to come down.

"These ......"

"These scenes must have been something Williams had experienced, so is it because he doesn't have a clear face in that photo?"

Bill sensed something, and quickly thought that he might be in a dream, because dreams have everything.

"Yes, Mom made a delicious meal today, but we still have to wait for the villagers to finish their work before going home, and we have to dry the wheat before winter so that we can continue to eat next year!"

"Well, I understand!"

Bill sat down to pay attention to the piles of wheat, and he saw that there were farmers still working in every golden wheat field, and everyone had a smile on their faces.

The picture in front of him suddenly flashed quickly, and Bill was already sitting at the dining table in the villa, which was the most mellow and tender age for a little girl who was only five or six years old, and Cheryl was eating crème brûlée with a big spoon.

And sitting next to her, the orange-haired woman who had been taking care of Cheryl, Bill couldn't see her face clearly.

This is supposed to be Williams' mom.

"Bill, hurry up and eat, what are you waiting for, the thick soup is going to be cold if you don't drink it. ”

Mother Williams' voice was nice, sweet and cozy, and with Bill's concern, Williams's mother seemed to be gentle from the start.

"By the way, Christopher, today we have gathered all the wheat of the people, and the tedious work is over, and tomorrow I will leave the house for a trip. ”

The man sitting in the main seat said suddenly, and Christopher just nodded, as if there was nothing displeased with old Cliff, who was leaving every winter.

"Pay attention to safety outside, there is my little man watching at home, it will be fine, but you must pay attention outside, don't let the Holy See find out ......"

Christopher said and stretched out her fist to little Bill, who was still eating with his head bored, and the woman's white hand touched the toddler's small hand, and Bill let out a giggle.

He didn't seem to understand what Christopher and Old Cliff were saying, it was anxiety about an uncertain future, but how could a child understand that......

"By the way, I heard that the Holy See's centennial witch hunt is about to start again in a while, do you know the exact time?"

"If it starts this winter, you don't go out to communicate until you get past this event. ”

Christo wiped the jam rubbing Cheryl's face, her voice soft, but crisp and clean, not exactly the kind of housewife who was completely weak.

Bill wanted to look more at Williams' parents, but he couldn't control his gaze at all, so he could only follow Serena Williams' movements and look at the table.

Dinner was delicious enough to satisfy the taste buds of the little ones, and neither he nor Cheryl paid attention to what their parents were discussing.

"Don't worry, hunting activities start in the spring, and besides, it's just right for me to go out and hide during this time, so you don't have to worry about being disturbed by the Holy See of Ode. ”

Old Cliff smiled at Christopher, and Bill looked up between soups and saw a distinct smile on his blurred face.

"I'm not such a weak woman, don't think about carrying everything by yourself, I've been prepared for the worst. ”

"Although I have already given birth to two children for you, that doesn't mean I'm going to cower behind you and let you face the horrors on your own. ”

"I love you and am willing to bear everything with you!"

Christopher was not loud, but there was still a lot of determination in her words, and Old Cliff laughed again, Williams was attracted by the smile, and he looked up, and Bill saw that Old Cliff's face was becoming clearer and clearer, and the outline was seven points similar to Cheryl.

"Mom and Dad, are you arguing?"

Williams asked curiously, and Christopher immediately reassured Serena Williams, saying that they weren't arguing, just casual chit-chat.

"Well, my dear, let's not talk about these unhappy things in front of our children. ”

"Wizards are not so fragile, we have survived thousands of years of hunting by the Ode Holy See, you are still worried about how to spend this winter alone!"

"I'm going to fool around with the witches. ”

Old Cliff gloated a little, and Christopher's fork was firmly thrown at Old Cliff's grinning face, and he snorted coldly.

"Hmph, if you dare to mess around outside, I'll go to Brittus to find my old lover, who has been released from prison and wrote me a letter the other day. ”

Old Cliff instantly picked up the silver knife and fork and flew away from the oncoming murder weapon, and his eyes widened in impatience, as if he had just heard a big bad thing.

"He's writing to you again?"

"I don't know when this happened!"

"Why is this old guy still haunted......"

Old Cliff picked up the soup bowl and wanted to take a sip of the soup to suppress his shock, but when he saw the milky white soup and thought that there were other men writing to his wife, he lost half of his appetite.

"He was not the only suitor of mine back then, you would only eat Rudson's vinegar, you better hurry up and eat, the children are sleepy. ”

Christopher picked up Cheryl, who had fallen asleep on the table in the middle of her meal, her face flushed, and Williams also saw this lovely scene, and her face flushed with the same hint of flush.

"I know you have many suitors, but only Rudson is the most persistent, and I also know that you almost went to church to get married......"

"If it weren't for my handsome and handsome appearance, gentle and considerate treatment of women and gentlemanly demeanor, you would definitely become someone else's wife, then I would really lose a lot, no, it's the person who married you who lost a lot!"

"My dear, what did he write to you in his letter!"

Christopher rolled her eyes and didn't answer, and walked out of the dining room with Cheryl in her arms, and old Cliff was still babbling and sour, as if he was licking a big lemon in a circle.

Williams' eyes kept following Cheryl, with only one thought in his head.

Why is my sister so cute?

It wasn't until Cheryl and Christopher left that he returned to dinner.

"Cheryl looks like she's only four or five years old, so you can assume that what's happening now is what happened about seven years ago. 」

「...... Well, Williams is probably eleven or twelve years old now. 」

"I don't know what the dream was about, but I can see the truest story of what happened to Williams. 」

Old Cliff sighed and said no more, they didn't shy away from Williams in the conversation just now, probably because Williams was too young, so they thought he couldn't understand it in the first place.

"Bill, hurry up and eat, and go back to your room, I still have something to talk to my mother. ”

"Oh......"

Williams quickly picked up the meal twice, and when he left the table and walked out of the dining room, Christopher, who carried Cheryl back to the room, had already returned to the door of the restaurant.

"My little Bill, you're done eating so quickly?"

"Well, thank you Mom, the dinner was very tasty, I love them. ”

"My good boy, mommy loves you. ”

Christopher suddenly crouched down and hugged Williams, patting him tenderly on the back, giving her the best love she can do, as every mother who loves her child dearly.

And this ordinary hug brought an unusually different feeling to the consciousness that lived in Williams's body......

This is a mother's embrace, and it is also the satisfaction of real close contact with others and the purest and selfless love among relatives, right?

When the warm current hits Bill's fragile and sensitive nerves, he begins to covet this soft embrace, and when Christopher pats him on the back to express his love, he begins to fall in love with a woman who doesn't even know what she looks like!

This is probably his smallest longing, a lonely wandering consciousness in another world, a true hug and a pure love without a purpose.

"Mom, I'll go upstairs first, and tomorrow there will be a tutor to guide me in math. ”

"No, don't leave, Williams, let me feel a little longer......

"And I'm a big kid, you don't always think of me as a one- or two-year-old, I'm going to be twelve soon!"

"No! let me feel more!"

"I haven't had enough!"