This mulberry hut in the Dragon's Blood Forest, Sonny has been to it more than once. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In his childhood memories, he followed his mother here more than once. At this point, my mother is no longer the queen who wears a sickle crown, but a mother who can do her own laundry and cooking. Along with him was his father, Kenny Dalton, Lord of the North.

His father had the impression that he was a man who only appeared once a year. It was in this hut that his mother pointed to the tall, burly man in silver armor with a sword at his waist, but with a warm smile on his face, and said, "Look, don't you keep asking? This is your father, Kenny Dalton, but remember, it's a secret, and only the three of us know until ......"

Until his father died, he never called his father in person.

It was here that he learned that he also had a half-brother, only six months older than him. That guy always likes to bully people, like tricking him into fishing for crabs in the river, and the giant pincer crab almost snaps off his fingers, or he takes a bamboo stick to poke a kind of stone full of eyes, and when he grows up, he learns that it is called a hornet's nest. But his brother would also take him up trees, pick wild mulberries, or shoot rabbits with arrows. My brother's archery skills seem to be always so good, and he can shoot wherever he wants, so the rabbits that my brother shoots are always alive.

It was a short and happy meeting. My father went hunting in the woods early in the morning, using the longbow that Sonny couldn't lift, and when he returned, he would always bring back a pile of game, ducks, elk, pangolins, and even wild boars and tigers covered with copper plates. And after that, my mother would always turn those things into a delicacy on the table, and they would have a full meal in this room, and then they would listen to my father tell him stories about the First Continent, stories about him and his mother when they were young, and all kinds of interesting stories. And then, the mother would wash the dishes in the sink outside the house, and then look at them and giggle, and then the father would laugh and so would he.

Although such gatherings only occur once a year and gradually decrease over time, he is still looking forward to it.

But when he saw the mulberry hut again, it was surrounded by the guards of the Iron Forest Army, and the doctors in gray robes, who were holding torches, their faces so solemn that they had forgotten to chat.

Immediately, he left Sura behind him and strode towards the room, his heart as if he were about to break his ribs.

When she saw her mother, the old doctor was pouring her medicine with a cup, and she was eagerly sucking the white potion like a nursing baby. "Mother!" he screamed and threw himself at his mother, kneeling on the edge of the bed, fumbling for her hand on the bed, "What's wrong with you?!What's going on?!..... What the hell is going on here?!"

Perhaps it was the irritation, or perhaps it was the voice of her son, and Mira immediately spat out all the bites that had been swallowed into her throat and coughed violently. The old doctor turned and patted her on the back. "My lord, you can come back, the queen has been waiting for you, but I am afraid that if you are late, the queen will ....."

"Mother, what's wrong with her?" asked Sonny, shaking his head.

"She'....."

"Get out .....," Mira snapped. She was bedridden, withered, with pale and sticky skin, and seemed to be dying soon. But in a few heartbeats, she still managed to open her eyes, trembling her jaw, and looked at her son.

The flame of the candle was jumping, and the room was filled with the smell of disease, which was disgusting with the smell of the patient's urine, sweat, and medicine.

Sonny heard his mother groan, and the eyes that had just opened seemed to be about to close. He stared at her for a long time, his familiar eyes as if he couldn't understand who he was, or wonder what he was up to. And not so long ago, my mother was fine.

"You ......"

"What the hell is wrong with you?" said his mother, crying, "You were fine before I left, why did you become the way you are?"

"Sonny, let Mommy see you....." A cold breeze blew through her messy silver hair, and she tried to make herself smile, but failed. "God Namu bless, you're finally back, I thought ..... I can't wait..... I'm so scared ......"

"What are you talking about? No, absolutely not!" he said with hope and longing, and it was very difficult to tell the truth. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have left Assyria, I shouldn't have left you..... Horn he ....."

"Good boy, mommy knows....." Mira nodded weakly, her voice rubbing like dry rough wood, "it's okay..... I'm finally looking forward to you back....." She closed her eyes again. "Are you hurt, did you find the answer you were looking for?"

"Found it. ”

"Okay, you're all good boys....."

"Who made you like this?" asked Sonny to his mother. He leaned down and kissed the back of her hand softly. The skin was still warm, and under the pale and transparent skin, the cyan veins were intertwined, like a river in the distance, but the Unun River still flowed endlessly, and it seemed that it would never stop flowing, but the river in the palm of my mother's hand could not do this, and it would soon dry up. "Tell me, is there any other way? I don't want you to be like this, I've lost my father, I don't want to lose you anymore....."

"No one can save it..... From now on, you're on your own..... And your brother..... Your half-brother ....."

"I'll keep it in mind. Sonny drooped, "But I don't want to lose you, I don't want to, I don't want to ....." He kept repeating the word, but the word went with the wind.

After a long time, the candle flickered and finally went out. The moonlight poured through the gap between the narrow windows, leaving mottled silver spots on my mother's face. He heard the soft whispers of her labored breathing, the never-ending chirping of birds, and the faint whispers of the doctors wafting through the courtyard, sad and helpless.

"Kenny....." Mother suddenly grabs his hand, but Sonny's tears have dried up.

"Are you feeling better?" he asked softly.

"Pain..... No medicine..... It hurts..... But drank that thing..... I probably won't see you anymore..... I need to stay awake..... Waiting for you to come back..... And tell you....." Mira muttered, her lips barely moving, "good boy, good boy..... Listen to my mom ....."

"I'm listening, I'm listening. Sonny squeezed his mother's hand. The hands were also tightly gripping him, and the trembling palms were like a pair of frightened white doves.

"Nina..... Your Aunt Nina is just outside..... We've been together long enough," Mira said to her son..... "and Lawrence..... And that wizard..... Go..... You go yourself..... Go and call them all in..... I don't have the strength to say it a second time..... So I can only wait for you to come back..... There's a mission..... You have to do it..... Good boy..... Go and call them in..... Before I leave....."

"I'll call!" Sulla's voice came into the house from the window.