"Millers, go and call your sister to eat, your father caught a gray rabbit today, let's eat rabbit soup."

Even as the young boy was still writing messages in the shoddy diary, a voice from outside the door appeared—it was clearly the voice of his mother in Millers' memory, and when the legendary archer was young, he had a rare opportunity to taste some "delicacies" in his poor family His kind mother would call her only son out to dinner in this gentle voice, and the smell of the food would fill the small wooden house, and the young Milles would almost certainly run out of the room to celebrate the rare joy.

This can be said to be a very beautiful part of Millers's childhood memories, although the current illusory world has a slightly abrupt "sister", but with the call of relatives, Millers's soul still can't help but emerge a deep and calm subtle warmth.

God knows how much Millers, who has been walking in the world as a reclusive legendary professional in tens of thousands of years of lonely travel, actually misses the most sincere family affection of his childhood, and now because of a disaster dreaming back to the world of memory and hearing the incomparably familiar and incomparably strange call, the legendary powerhouse in a trance actually feels that the warmth he can feel now is so alluring and wonderful, compared to his boring legendary career seems as vague as a dream............

This is a dangerous omen, and any professional knows the consequences of losing their sanity and judgment in battle, and Millers is certainly no exception.

But...... But he couldn't control his emotions, even though there seemed to be a voice in the deepest part of his heart calling for him to wake up quickly, but as his mother's voice came into his ears and soaked his heart with the aroma of broth, the little boy who walked a little staggered still hurried out of the yard.

The spells of the Radiant Moon level are not at all something that an ordinary legendary professional can resist, and not all legends can have the incredibly powerful willpower of punk, in fact, as time passes, in fact, Millus may have begun to take everything he sees now as reality.

"Lothary, don't be playful, come over and eat! Mother made us rabbit soup."

"Got it, brother, I'll come over here."

Like a cluster of flowers, it flew out of the corner of the small courtyard, and the elf girl standing in the sun looked as beautiful and elegant as a fluttering butterfly...... Of course, if Millers couldn't break free from the cage of illusion, Lotali, who was just a schoolboy, would not be able to distinguish between reality and dreams, and now she really regarded herself as a member of the family, and as a sister who was only a year younger than Millers.

It is rare for a peasant child to be able to get meat, and it is even more difficult to catch a rabbit with an astonishing speed, so when she heard that the family had made a delicious rabbit soup, the little girl who was drooling ran over as fast as she could.

"The rabbit must be delicious, brother, let's go home quickly".

"Uh-huh".

"How did you say father, did he catch the rabbit, did he use a trap, or did he use a hoe?

"Uh-huh, the spirit of the little rabbit in the sky would be happy if he knew that Lotali was so happy."

"I can't find my rag doll, can you help me find it"?

"Do we have a rag doll in our house?"

Holding his "sister's" hand, bathed in the warm sunset, he walked into the crooked cabin, and Millers suddenly found that his mind could not catch up with this lively sister.

He listened to the idle Lotali all the way to ask all kinds of questions, and the little girl's mind was a little too active no matter how she looked, but in the process the little boy's own brain slowed down like rusty clockwork, until finally his answers began to show a little unresponsiveness.

"My sister's little brain has so many thoughts, I really can't keep up with it...... What's that word called? Thinking speed? Yes, thinking speed! I can't keep up with his thinking speed............

Slightly stiffly promised Lothari that she would help her find the Unicorn Doll tomorrow morning, and while enjoying the warm atmosphere, Millers sat down at the table for some reason.

What was that? He knew that the doll was a toy that a rich girl liked, but ...... What is a unicorn?

"It's so troublesome to think about something, it always feels weird, but ............"

"Brother, hurry up and eat".

A fat rabbit leg was handed into Millers' wooden bowl, and a smiling Lotali looked like a little princess rewarding her knights.

However, on the other hand, the little boy with an increasingly sluggish expression, even if he got the rabbit meat sent by his sister, he only frowned slightly and nodded his head woodenly, and then responded in a somewhat formulaic voice:

"Thank you, sister, don't forget to leave some rabbit meat for your parents too, they have worked hard all day............"

"It's not hard, it's not hard, you're still growing your body, these rabbit meat are all your ............"

"Eat slowly, don't swallow, the bones must be gnawed clean............"

After the sluggish Millers finished the first "line", his two parents, who were only seventeen or eighteen years old in the end, decisively said the rest of the "reasonable sentences".

On the surface, this may be a very cozy family of four dining together, right?

But in fact, the scene that happened in this small cabin at this moment was not only not warm at all, but even quite terrifying.

Because neither Milles nor the "father" and "mother" sitting at the table on either side of the table knew when they lost their expressions and tones, the humble words had gradually turned into monotonous "lines", and the action of swallowing food seemed as rigid as a mechanical operation. secretly operate", she has already perfectly integrated into the special role of "sister".