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Chapter 577: A Subtle Change

Sure enough, he was still a child, and the strength to run a hundred laps for Alector at night with Dylan was gone, and he was homesick when he was extremely tired.

"Me too, although I haven't met my parents, but my uncle is very kind to me, although sometimes very strict, but I know it's good for me, and I really want to go home." Alfonso followed her beside her, peeking at her drooping eyes, long eyelashes obscuring the faint glow of charm that had been emanating from her pretty red eyes, but still attracting people to take their eyes off.

Stella's beauty is different from Alextore's, with light all over her body, as if nothing is worth her displeasure, even if there are setbacks, she can get out quickly, but Alector and Stella are like the extremes of two scales, one goes with light everywhere, like a sun, and the other is like a corner where the sun never shines, dusty and dark.

"My father did the same to me, I knew he was good to me, but ...... Maybe my father is not like my mother. Stella laughed lightly, remembering her father's tall back, the panic that only a mother could have.

His uncle and her father were actually one person.

However, the two of them sighed slightly at the same time.

The air around them suddenly fell silent, save for the footsteps of two people running.

Ten laps later, it was already dawn.

Alfonso and Stella stopped together, and Alfonso hesitated, "Stella." ”

After not speaking for a long time, Stella was slightly startled, he had called her Estelle before, "Huh? ”

"You can call me, Pozzi, if you will."

There was a figure sticking in the unknown darkness, and Dylan's eyes swept over the pair of figures on the playground, and the corners of his mouth hooked into a smile, which was really a surprise.

When Alecto woke up in the morning, he felt as if he had come alive, his brain could dominate his body again, his mind and consciousness seemed to return to his brain, and he glanced at the two empty blood bags on the table at the head of the bed.

Alecto still snorted softly, knowing who did it without thinking. She is reluctant to accept Stella's help and care or more of a handout in her eyes because she is Morrow. Ales's daughter, that is, her enemy. She didn't want Stella to waver the slightest bit of her desire for revenge, and even if Stella hadn't done anything wrong, it was Moro who had done something wrong. The more sunny and cheerful Stella became, the more he hated the more he hated himself for being so filthy and filthy, and the more he hated the person who made him like this.

However, she did dismiss the idea of killing Stella, and now she wants to graduate from the military academy properly, return from the human world through trials, and enter the palace and town hall of Ales, and the time for revenge will be long, but it seems that the last thing she lacks is time.

After convincing herself, she rushed to the bathroom and poured a handful of water on her face to sober herself up. Drops of water trickled down her hair, and she shook off her wet hair, dried and tied her brim-shaped hat, straightened her uniform, and walked out.

In any case, this is a war that can only be won and not lost.