"Ah, I'm back, I'm hungry," Alan hurriedly pushed the door in with a cold air, startling the little girl. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"This is... Cake, and bread, hot, freshly baked, and milk, sorry, spilled some, let's eat it," Alan piled a large pile of things in his arms into the table next to the bed. The characteristic aroma of toast and hot milk fills the room.

Alan half-knelt beside the bed, cut a piece of cake and handed it to the little girl, although the girl was very hungry, she still looked at Alan with wary and suspicious eyes, but the temptation of food to her finally overcame the fear in her heart, took the cake and devoured it.

"Hey, slow down, I'm going to choke, ah, I'm going to have a drink of this. Alan looked at the girl's embarrassed eating appearance, and felt inexplicably distressed in his heart, seeing that the girl's choked little face was red, he hurriedly poured a cup of hot milk and handed it to the little girl.

"What the hell have you been through... Alas, eat slowly, there's a lot more. Alan sighed and wanted to touch the girl's head, but when his palm just touched the girl's hair, a sharp burning stinging sensation suddenly came, and the startled Alan quickly withdrew his hand.

"What is this?" Alan looked at the girl in amazement, and then looked down at his palm, everything was as usual, but the burning sensation just now still hadn't completely dissipated. Alan suddenly remembered that this feeling was exactly the same as the feeling he had when he touched the feather! Alan was stunned for a moment.

The girl's attention was completely on the food, and she didn't notice Allen's strangeness at all, she completely lost the restraint she had at first, and grabbed the long hot bread by herself, and took a big bite of it.

"Is this girl ・・・・・ impossible... How can a feather become a human..." Alan suddenly remembered the fact that the feather disappeared inexplicably in the previous Cretan letter, and thought of the severe pain when he touched the feather, and then looked at the little girl with gray hair and gray eyes in front of him, Alan couldn't convince himself anyway, "What if it was an illusion just now?" In order to verify this idea, Alan decided to try again. So, while the girl was addicted to food, Alan carefully reached for the top of the girl's head.

It's just that this time Alan was not so lucky, as soon as the little girl looked up, she happened to see Alan with a hideous face (at least in the eyes of the little girl) stretched out his claws to her,

"Ah, don't!" she was startled, ignoring what she was holding in her hand, and shook her hand casually, holding herself in both hands and desperately hiding backwards.

In the next second, a piece of cream cake and half a cup of milk were thrown on Alan's head one after the other...

Alan came out of the bathroom in a bathrobe with a depressed face, he just wanted to test his guess, but it turned out to be a mess, it is estimated that in the eyes of the little girl, he has become a weirdo who wants to play with children. The original new milky white knight's undershirt is now full of milky fragrance all the time, and he refuses to wear it until it is washed and dried, but this matter is not completely fruitless, at least, Alan knows that this little girl is not unable to speak.

While Alan was taking a bath, the little girl swept away the food on the table, and licked the edge of the cup unsatisfied, occasionally burping, but when she saw Alan returning to the room with wet hair, she seemed to have a very vigilant expression, shrunk and leaned against the corner of the bed, Alan had to smile bitterly in his heart when he saw this, he coughed lightly to break the somewhat embarrassing atmosphere, and then said: "That... Now that you're full, can you tell me your name?" Hey, don't be afraid, it was a misunderstanding just now..." Alan saw that the girl was still very wary of him, so he had to drag a chair and sit down away from the bed.

The girl looked at Alan with suspicious eyes, and seeing that he didn't mean to get closer, her tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and she was full of food, and her heart was a lot more steady, so she whispered, "A-Atemi, my name..."

"Ah, Artemi, well, the familiar name, it's very similar to the God of Creation, my name is Alan Abel Griffith, you can call me Ellen, Artemi, it looks like you should be... I don't remember where my home is, so let's take a good rest here tonight, and tomorrow I will find someone with me and let him help you find a new place to live, ah, I don't mean to drive you away, because... This is the residence of a high-ranking guardian, although she is not here now, but if anyone finds out that her house is infested, they will definitely find out the garrison, so leave with me tomorrow." ”

Artemi nodded understandingly, shook his head again, and finally nodded again.

"You can rest here tonight, by the way, I bought you new clothes, and the hot water in the bathroom is also put on, you go and wash it in a while, change into these clean clothes, and then go to sleep" Alan pointed to the new clothes on the side of the bed, then got up and walked to the door, turned around and said, "I'm in the next room, what can call me." ”

The girl didn't say anything, just nodded slightly

"Okay, rest early after washing. With that, Alan gently closed the door and returned to his room.

A few months later, the room was still the same as it had been, except for the absence of Christine's portrait, as it had been when he had first left.

Alan didn't turn on the light, and went straight to the bed and lay down. Although it had been a long time, there was still a faint fragrance on the quilt, which surprised Allen, he turned over, and then fell asleep with the quilt in his arms.

As soon as he fell asleep, the strong sense of oppression and crisis filled Allen's consciousness, and the picture in front of him gradually became clear, the wrath of the Dragon Emperor of the Fourth Dragon Emperor Cromet Emperor was hanging high in the air of the dream, and the other Alan was sitting cross-legged on the ground, looking at his palm and thinking silently.

"Ah, hey, aren't you training me today?" said Allen as he walked over to his alter self.

"Rest today, don't talk. The other said emotionlessly.

"Ah, it's a rare thing to become a good person, by the way, do you know who Artemi is, why does it hurt me when I touch her?" Alan asked, sitting cross-legged as well.

"I don't know, but she, like the feather, will hurt me directly. The other Alan said in deep thought.

"To you, huh?" Alan inadvertently glanced at his other self, noticing a few red scars on his palm.

"Does she really have anything to do with that feather? Or is she just a feather? Unlikely, hahaha, haha. Allen saw that the other self didn't pay attention to him, so he had to laugh a few times, and continued:

"All along, you haven't explained to me, what are you, why do you know a lot of unbelievable things, and you will condense the mist and turn into a living demonic beast, you say you are me, but you don't know what you know, you will, I won't. ”

"I am you, and you are not me. ”

"Does that mean you're the future me?"

"It's not"

"I don't understand"

"Then shut up. ”

"Uh, I don't want to be you, what about being strong, it's not humane at all. Alan whispered a strange voice.

"What did you say?"

"Uh, it's nothing, today's Dragon Emperor's wrath is extraordinarily powerful, extraordinarily strong, yes, I'm going to continue training, well, keep quiet, keep quiet..."

Eren hurriedly closed his eyes, as if with an extremely serious expression, and sat quietly below the Dragon Emperor's Fury.

It's just that from time to time, he will break open one eye and glance at the other self next to him.

The night passed.

When Alan opened his eyes again, it was already dawn, and Alan rubbed his somewhat sore neck, and then got up and went to the next room.

Alan knocked lightly on the door, but found that there was no response, so he had to gently push the door open.

"Huh?"

The room was empty, and the new clothes were still neatly laid out on the bed, except for the absence of Artemi.

"Where's the place? Artemi?" Alan hurriedly went to the bathroom on the first floor, and found that the water in the bath was still clean, but it had turned from warm to cold.

"Didn't take a bath... Alan looked for the rest of the room, but found no trace of Artemi, he thought of something, came to the door, pushed the door and looked, his heart sank, and there were a little snowflakes falling in the sky, and on the snow in front of the door, there seemed to be a row of shallow footprints, extending to the street, it seems that Artemi did say goodbye.

"It seems that I did scare her... It was such a cold day, and she had nowhere to go, so if she got frostbite, she would be in trouble. Alan thought of the bruises on the girl's body, and the thought that she might be bullied by the bullies and hooligans, and couldn't calm down for a long time, so he hurriedly put on the knight's undershirt that had not yet dried, and the knight's armor stained with a little milk, and walked out of the small building with a cross sword, following the footprints to find Artemi's whereabouts.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the footprints were getting more and more blurry, and Alan felt a pain in his heart when he thought of Artemi walking barefoot in the snow on such a cold day.

The footprints disappeared completely in the middle of a large road.

"Artemi?" Alan called out, but only caused a burst of glances from shopkeepers and passers-by along the road.

"Where is she going?" said Allen, recalling the way he had come, and walking in this direction, seeming to be...

He hurriedly ran over.

"Get out of the way!" a thin figure was thrown out of the cake shop by a strong man.

"Artemi!" Alan was surprised and delighted when he saw this scene, and rushed forward with a lunge to catch the child in the air, but he fell heavily on the snow.

"Artemi, are you alright, eh, who are you?" When Alan looked at the child in his arms with excitement, he was stunned, and in his arms was a dirty little boy, not Artemi at all.

Two loaves of bread were then thrown in front of Allen, and a strong man cursed and scolded, "The stinky boy dares to touch Lao Tzu's things with your dirty paws!

"It's just a few silver coins, Your Excellency can't be so atmospheric, I'll pay it." Alan took out a few silver coins, handed them to the strong man, and then took the little boy's hand and prepared to leave.

The strong man was satisfied with the silver coin in his arms, and said to the little boy with a sneer: "Boy, if you dare to come again, Lao Tzu will break your legs just like that little girl!

"What!" Allen was taken aback, he turned around and grabbed the placket of the strong man's clothes, and lifted it up easily, the holy light flashing all over his body: "What did you say! Say it again!"

"Ahem, ahem, don't dare, don't dare!" the strong man hurriedly begged for mercy.

"I'll let you say it again! Whose leg did you break?"

"Ahem, ahem, I don't, no, it's just a lesson, a lesson, a lesson, a warning, a warning..."

"Where did you throw her!"

"It's right outside the East Gate, cough, east, east gate. ”

At this time, the little boy weakly tugged at Alan's sword: "I... I know where she is. ”

Alan threw the strong man out of the way, and then picked up the little boy and ran away in the direction of the east gate.