Chapter 915: Lilith

Worm's father is not dead, and not only is he not dead, but he is still alive in the city of Hope, usually basking in the sun and reading books, and when he senses that Himmler will take the wings of freedom into the abyss, he is still capable of standing up to stop Himmler, and no matter how many turtledoves there are, he wants to ask Roger if he can find out who captured Worm. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"It shouldn't have been Himmler's hand," Roger's expression couldn't help but become serious at the mention of the worm, "I think I already know who it is to have this kind of intelligence-gathering method, and at the same time to cover up all traces afterwards." ā€

"Who is it?"

Turtledove was so excited that both of his eyes widened a little wider than usual, and no matter who captured the worm, he was ready to do his best to rescue the worm.

"What, you want to find this person like I came to me? I'm telling you, he's got a lot more temper than I do, and you can't do anything right under his nose. ā€

As soon as Roger said this, Turtledove couldn't help but turn his head to look at the guards outside the window who hadn't gotten up yet, and he said to Roger very embarrassedly: "It's Enid who has to ask me to hand over a 'vote', otherwise I wouldn't have done anything with them." ā€

"Did you say the guards outside?" Roger laughed, "Didn't you tell you not to worry about this, they weren't my men, Himmler sent them to spy on me." ā€

"I see," Ikaruga nodded, "To be honest, the strength of these people is very strong for ordinary people, but I think if you want to leave, they should be unstoppable, why don't you leave?" ā€

Roger withdrew his gaze and said meaningfully to the turtledove:

"Because I don't want to get out of here."

Following Roger's line of sight, Ikaruga looked sideways at a photo hanging on the wall of the living room, the woman in the wooden frame was simply a short-haired version of Natalia, with a sweet and gentle smile, especially her eyes, clear and translucent, even through a layer of glass and a long time, Turtledove could feel her moving charm.

One, two, three...... Only then did Turtledove notice that the wall beside him was covered with photographs, including bust photos, full-body photos, and group photos, and Turtledove's attention was quickly attracted by the two sisters in the same frame in the upper right corner.

The background is a blue sky, the corners are dotted with a small white cloud, the sister closest to the camera is holding her sister's shoulder with her left hand, holding the camera high in her right hand, and is smiling happily there, while the sister is holding her shoulder and flattening her mouth, looking unhappy, but at the moment when the sister presses the shutter, the sister still raises her eyes to look at the camera, and the time is frozen at this moment.

"Natasha."

It doesn't matter if Turtledove remembered the name, but forgot whether he heard Natalia or Schultz mention it, the important thing is that Turtledove knows that she is Worm's mother, Natalia's sister, and Roger's wife.

……

"She's beautiful, isn't she?"

Roger didn't know when he stood next to the turtledove, and although he had seen it a thousand times, ten thousand times, Roger still couldn't get enough of these pictures, and he never had enough of them.

"Yes."

Turtledove's words were not out of politeness or anything else, he was purely infected by Natasha's smile, that optimism, that kind of energy, that kind of cheerfulness, as if he had broken through the barrier between the frame glass and time, and hit the heartstrings of the turtledove wave after wave, making him feel that his whole state of mind was much brighter, as if a window of sunlight had been opened in his chest.

"When I didn't become the leader of the Wings of Freedom, I never felt that 'rights' would be a burden on me, but when I actually became the leader of the Wings of Freedom, I finally experienced the feeling that my heart and my brain were slowly being tightly entangled and bound, you don't want to hand over your rights, you just want to have it all the time."

"Even if I was ousted from the leadership position by Himmler, my heart was still full of unwillingness, and I wanted to make a comeback, until I saw her smile again, and I suddenly realized that I was blinded by power."

For Roger's words, Idoruga is actually not very comprehensible, because he has no desire for such things as power, in Turtledove's opinion, these people are tired of pursuing some vain things all day long, and if they can't be the boss of the Wings of Freedom, why should they go to great lengths to fight with others, and finally make friends turn against each other.

"You're a lot like Galahad," Roger said to Turtledove, "he doesn't understand why Himmler is competing with me for the position of leader of the Wings of Freedom, and he doesn't think about it, but he thinks Himmler is going toe-to-toe with me for this, and that's why I entrust Worm to him, and I don't want Worm to be influenced by me at that time and become a person like me." ā€

"Galahad has been through vicissitudes but still maintains a pure heart, and I hope there isn't too much intrigue in the life of the little worm, so I'm glad she got to know you."

The turtledove was about to be embarrassed by Roger's praise, and he stood there with his head down, not knowing what to say.

……

"The worm should be with Lilith by now."

"Lilith?"

Although they had never met, Ikadove knew that the other party was not a good man or a woman as soon as he heard the name "Lilith".

"That's right, Lilith," a look of embarrassment appeared between Roger's eyebrows, "she's a woman to mess with, and I don't know why she took the worm, but she's the one with the most power in the Wings of Freedom, besides Himmler." ā€

"Why is it so complicated?"

Turtledove muttered quietly.

"It's not that complicated," Roger explained to Turtledove, "Himmler is indeed the leader of the Wings of Freedom, and Arthur, the leader of the Twelve, is loyal to him, but Lilith is also not simple, she grew up in Hope City, joined the Wings of Freedom even earlier than me and Galahad, Himmler, and others, and has a high popularity among the common residents and the new members of the Wings of Freedom. ā€

"I see."

After a moment's silence, the turtledove had already sketched the image of Lilith in her mind, with gray hair and gloomy eyes, eighty percent of which would be a stooping old woman, covered in black and smelling of pungent potions, like an evil witch, if not for that, how would anyone be so ruthless as to catch the worms.

"Could she have eaten the worm alive?"

Turtledove was so startled by his imagination that he even shivered twice.

"Probably not, right?"

Roger's voice didn't sound so sure. (To be continued.) )