Atlanta, Night, Rose Castle.

Although the Rose Castle was built in the style of an ancient war fortress and had a strong defensive nature, the Igor family did not blindly emphasize solidity and stability, and the accumulated heritage over the years made the Rose Castle have many unexpected designs, such as the Hall of Radiance, and then the Hanging Garden.

This is the top floor of the Rose Castle, on a huge open-air terrace.

Hundreds of species of flowers and trees are planted here, and the climate and temperature are adjusted by a magic array carved between the bricks and stones, and there are all kinds of flowers and plants competing for beauty in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

At night, the fruit of the fluorescent tree emitted a small halo of light, flickering and shrouding the garden in a haze, and at the end of the garden, in a pavilion made of vines, Aya stood quietly on the edge of the wall with a big belly.

Looking down from here, the entire Dongcheng District and half of the Xicheng District of Ilmassu City are in full view, although it is the middle of the night, but I have to say that the current Ilmassu City is prosperous again.

In the city, rows of street lamps have been erected on every main street, and sturdy columns made by mountain dwarves stand on both sides of the road, like meticulous guards guarding the city, and the top of the columns is a special windproof oil lamp.

Although these are just ordinary oil lamps and do not have any magical properties, although these oil lamps are complicated to use, they need to be lit at a fixed time in the afternoon and extinguished in the morning, and the rate at which the lamp oil burns must be calculated and added regularly.

But even if it is so troublesome and consumes so much manpower and financial resources, the city hall still enforces this policy.

Even though it is said that the Ivory White Witch Tower has begun to work on a magic light system that can switch on and off the timer to connect the entire city, the energy consumption and cost will only be greater than it is now.

But once again, the miracle-winning state secretary has made the right choice.

When the whole city is immersed in a glamour, there is no difference between day and night, and countless nobles and wealthy merchants are even more obsessed with the splendor of the city, and they spend a lot of money in this city, as if this is the only way to integrate into this legendary rising city.

Just the skyrocketing tax revenue has exceeded spending by more than ten times.

The dim lights shine like countless stars, and the city under the starlight is not limited to the streets, no curfew, everywhere you can see is a bright light and a tide of pedestrians.

The boiling voices turned into a huge noise, making it impossible to sleep, but it also made the city develop in the direction of the city that never sleeps.

Aya looked into the distance, as the hostess of the city, she seemed to be looking very seriously, but on her beautiful face, her eyes were in a trance.

A gust of evening breeze blew, stirring her hair and awakening her spirits.

She looked behind her, casting an inquiring glance at the penguin butler.

"No news yet?"

In the face of her gaze, Abdul-Jabbar's body tensed a little, and he wanted to say something, but finally slowly shook his head.

Aya was disappointed, the worry in her eyes was as thick as ink that could not be dissolved, she stood for a long time, seemed to feel a little tired, and then turned around and walked into the gazebo, and sat down slowly with a chaise longue.

She was tall, and even though her lower abdomen was already high and she walked neatly, she looked cautious when she sat on the chaise longue.

Tonight, the dark and dreary night stars loomed, and a unique curved red moon hung obliquely in the sky, swaying with endless soft light. Thin pieces of starlight shot down through the gaps between the vines, splitting the ground in the darkness into pieces.

Aya caressed her abdomen, her face was glowing with the brilliance of motherhood, and her voice continued softly with the little life in her belly: "Your father said that if you are pregnant, you should eat more, because your mother is not alone now, and your mother has your little thing to support, but I am really not in the mood to eat it today." ”

"Your father said that mom should go to bed early and get up early, because the baby's habit is to follow the mother, only in this way can you have a good habit of life after the baby is born, but tonight, mom really can't sleep. ”

"Your father also said that Mom has to talk to you more, although you are still in my belly, but you can hear what Mom is saying and doing, well, this is called prenatal education. ”

"Baby, mom is a little worried, there should have been a letter to keep her safe at this time of the day, but today, not today.

Mom is scared, Mom is really scared, Mom is afraid that your father will never come back, afraid that you will not see your father when you are born. ”

"Mommy......" Aya choked up, tears running through the corners of her eyes, but she looked at her bulging lower abdomen as if she was unconscious, as if she could see the small life moving inside.

Although Mu En went to the scorched earth prison, his contact with the Rose Collar was never interrupted, relying on the convenience of the teleportation array and the additional communication network set up by the White Witch Tower, twice a day, the letters were never interrupted in the morning and evening.

The content of the letter does not matter, nor does it matter how long the letter has a delay of one day, what matters is that the letter arrives, which represents his safety and the existence of the Glorious Legion.

But today, it was late, but the letter still hadn't arrived.

Wiping away her tears, Aya smiled again, she didn't seem to want her children to see her crying nose, and reluctantly she smiled again: "Your father has said many things to me, I remember them all, he told me that he will definitely come back, no matter how far away, no matter where he is, he will definitely come back."

He's a man who can do miracles, and I trust him, and he'll be fine. ”

Crunch!

At that moment, there was a slight knock on the door, and a maid hurried into the hanging garden from the outside, holding a letter covered with thorn roses.

Abdul-Jabbar turned his head and strode forward, almost 'grabbing' the letter, and then, before he could look at it, walked quickly to Aya and gently handed it to her.

"Master's letter, here!"

"En!" Aya hurriedly took it, opened it, quickly swept it, and when she looked up again, she looked at Jabbar and said, "It's okay, it's okay, Mu En said that the battle over there was a little tight, and he didn't take time to write a letter, and he made up for it as soon as the battle was over, it's okay, it's okay!"

"It's all right!" the young penguin butler nodded earnestly, beckoned the maid to pass the news on, and finally returned to the side and stood silently.

He looked at his hostess, tears not yet dry in her eyes, but a big smile bloomed on her face.

He unconsciously looked at the noisy streets and the crowds of people not far away, as well as the suburbs farther away and in the dark.

In the dark night, he seemed to see the man fighting in the scorched earth.

The man who was hailed as a miracle was actually more tired and harder than anyone else, he wanted to accompany his lover to watch the sunrise every day, cook, and live some ordinary days, he wanted to watch his child be born, he wanted to stop and rest, and relieve his tired spirit.

But he couldn't, and he didn't dare.

In this era, this city, these millions of people, the glory of the Igor family, including the lives of himself and others, are all burdens on his shoulders, forcing him to be strong and move quickly.

It is his presence that makes all this orderly and safe. It's he who is guarding everything in front of him with his life.

This may be the price that the king must pay. 10