Chapter 57: Memories
With its snow-white sand, blue skies, and crystal clear waters turning into gems like emeralds, the fairyland where the fairies live is so beautiful that it is an intoxicating and relaxing landscape.
Heber is the goddess of the forest and the nymph of the lake, and the fairyland here is the realm of the fairies.
Twelve-year-old William walked barefoot on the beach, the soles of his feet stepping on the soft and slightly rough sand, the touch made people feel slightly cold, although this feeling was not good, but it was somewhat uncomfortable.
Heber walked in front, also barefoot in front, it was a girl who didn't look a few years older than William, at this time she was wearing a white dress, it was a noble goddess dress, highlighting the perfect figure like an artistic statue, it was the limit of beauty in human imagination, pure white dress, with a pure expression like a clear spring, like an elf and an angel, she also had a garland on her head that William had carefully woven for her, carrying the skirt, walking barefoot on the sand, and pulled her back to the world from a distant place.
Hera, the queen of heaven, gave birth to Zeus the eldest son Hephaestus, the god of fire, the second son Ares, the god of war, and the eldest daughter, the goddess of midwifery, Eleteah, the goddess of midwifery, the goddess of war, the second daughter Eneo, the goddess of youth, Heber, the youngest daughter of Zeus and Hera.
Among the children born to Zeus and Hera, the most favored by Zeus and Hera was Heber, and in the banquet of the gods, Zeus arranged for his daughter Heber to serve as the wine of the gods, which was a wine that could make the gods' hearts bloom and keep their youth forever.
Hera was always inseparable from Herber, and in the portraits and clay vessels that Hera left in the world, the goddess who could be with Hera was always her youngest daughter, Herber.
At the age of 12, William met his own mother, Heber, a forest goddess, a lake nymph, and a nymph, and a nymph who was still a maiden at the end of her life, and had almost eternal life as a waiter at the feast of the gods.
William was raised by a blacksmith couple who loved him and regarded him as their real child, and were proud of his upbringing, but on his twelfth birthday, his parents told him that William's biological parents were someone else, which made him feel terrified.
William did not have any good feelings for his biological parents who abandoned him, on the contrary, he knelt in front of his parents and swore that the adoptive mother was greater than the biological mother, and the adoptive father was greater than the biological father, and if the right of belonging of the children was to be investigated, then the adoptive parents were more qualified than the biological parents.
It's just that when William really saw Heber in the secret realm of the fairy, he knew that he might have to break his promise in the depths of his feelings, and the description of the language became weak, and the attraction from the soul and blood made him unconsciously want to be coquettish under the other party.
When Prometheus created man, he first molded the human body out of clay, and then gave the human soul through the breath of Athena, and the pain and contradiction of "separation of soul and body" often arise between the soul and the body.
Therefore, the moment he saw Heber, he felt faith, his heart had support, and his soul belonged, but Heber never looked at him from the same time.
"Mom, what are you looking at, why do you always look ahead, with melancholy, why haven't you ever looked at me, obviously I am here, obviously I am by your side......
William looked at Herb and asked inwardly, his look of loss, why she refused to look at him, knowing that he was beside her.
It's a nasty feeling, and for William, the time spent by Heber's side, Heber's smile is so precious and lovely.
That's it, that's it.
I don't want my favorite things to be snatched away.
Even if it's just one day, it's a precious memory, liking her smile more than anything else, liking the time with her more than anyone else.
It was such a childish idea that William had such a humble desire that it was not until he set out to leave his parents to go to school that he learned that Heber had fallen.
William didn't know what it meant to fall until others said that fall was actually death.
He's dead.
self
He had to resurrect her, William had only this thought at the time, don't ask why Heber died, it doesn't matter, what matters is how to resurrect her.
William didn't hate that the arrival of the Heavenly Father had changed the times in the whole world, so that the original immortal gods were forced to be reduced to Nymphs and lost their immortal divinity, he cared about how to use this era.
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After passing through the wheat fields, there is a vast plain ahead.
Baron Antonio and Baron Bruni each set up a large army to face each other, and behind them is a brand new stone city wall is leisurely located in it, because Baron Bruni is not a hereditary monarch, so the castle is inherited from his predecessors, and it is not completely built, but if it is defended, it can also cause serious losses to Baron Antonio.
William rode his horse, and behind him was Acela, the Evil Emblem, and the two rode on the same horse, and they headed for the battlefield.
As the regimental commander Francis said, as long as he accepts the commission, whether it is to attack the city or go to the dragon's lair, there is no complaint for the mercenaries, even if they die on the battlefield because of it.
"What's the matter, you don't look like you have no energy, haven't you slept well?" Acela said with a smile.
"I had a dream and I remembered my mother."
William jumped off his horse, then glanced at the choppy scene of Aisela, and subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
It's really big.
Eschera puffed her chest triumphantly, making the already spectacular scenery even more spectacular.
"This battle is won, I can let you lie in my arms at night and call Mom."
Ashira stroked her long hair, twisted her body seductively, and said bold words, even in the chaotic world of mercenaries, this pair of words to seduce children is enough to be out of line.
Twelve years old, in fact, it is not long before he becomes an adult, judging from the aesthetics of Aesira, William will still have great potential when he grows up in a year or two, as long as he has strong power, even women will have the right to choose objects.
This is the charm of cultivation, and the cute child is shaped into his own heart.
Of course, before she grows into a powerful mercenary, then she still has to sleep with a man who is stronger than her.
William had never experienced this kind of woman, neither Heber, nor Artoria, nor even Lily, nor the other women he met, nor the other women he met, who would not be so glamorous.
Enchanting ***, well, although morally repulsive, but not physically and mentally.
"Very well, you're mine." William said, walking onto the battlefield with Acela's slightly surprised expression, obviously a child really dares to say it.
That kind of possessiveness makes people feel terrible.