One hundred years of silent history

In a dilapidated warehouse...

Behemos slowly changed from fear to doubt, the little girl in front of him, made him feel gentle, but faintly revealed evil thoughts, what in the world can turn from frightening to pitiful, I'm afraid only her.

Seeing the little girl's expectant eyes, Behemos gradually moved, he slowly stretched out his tongue and licked the little girl's injured hand, at first there was a little resistance, but he slowly accepted it.

The little girl didn't seem to be afraid of pain, and she showed an expression of enjoyment, which may make her feel very comfortable and happy.

Soon, the blood on the little girl's hand was licked clean, and the wound was gone, as if it had never been at all, and it was healed.

Behemous was even more confused, her eyes widened, and she stared at the wound, and the little girl approached him, and then threw herself into Behemous's arms, still laughing.

"Now, we're friends~"

Behemous still hadn't figured out the situation, it was so strange that what had just happened had made him lose his ability to judge, and he just nodded silently.

Bechmos cautiously asked the little girl, for fear of any change in her mood.

"Uh... What's your name?"

The little girl took Behemous's left hand and placed it on her head to let Behemous touch it, and she closed her eyes and waited to be touched.

Behemos looked at the little girl in his arms, his heart was touched, and he forgot what had just happened, or rather.... Shocked by what has just happened, the mind is no longer able to judge or distinguish anything.

Behemoth's hand stroked unconsciously, her hair was smooth and comfortable to touch, the little girl was in her arms, like a kitten, enjoying the happiness brought by the stroke, and then the little girl spoke slowly.

"My name is Λεβιάθαν. ”

Behemous's face changed slightly, and he continued to ask puzzledly: "Huh?" Behemous became more and more confused, because the name, the word was beyond the scope of his cognition, "Is this the name your parents gave you?"

The little girl still maintained that expression, and the action said: "I don't know who gave this name, but after I can recognize things, I will naturally know this name." ”

"That's right... I'll call you Liwei from now on, because the pronunciation is very similar. ”

"Yes, yes. The little girl opened her eyes with a happy look, but .....

Behemoth looked at the location of Sonde's corpse for a moment, and then looked back at Liwei in her arms, she was no longer the innocent little girl, but a demon with a blood-stained face.

Behemoth threw Liwei out, Liwei froze, Behemos calf suddenly came out of a sharp pain, he finally came to his senses, struggled to get up on the ground, and quickly dragged the injured leg to escape, but Λεβιάθαν did not chase, just quietly watched Behemos in place.

Behemos did not forget to look behind him when he fled, and saw that Λεβιάθαν had a black face, stayed where he was, did not pursue, or threw something out, and ran hard towards the entrance of the alley.

Behemos finally ran out of the street, and his heart gradually let go of the hanging of the passers-by, but what made him wonder why Λεβιάθαν did not chase him out.

Behemos subconsciously checked his body and found that his body was still in pain just now, but now it is healed and there are no stains on his clothes, everything is like when he first went out, which makes him even more suspicious, is it a dream just now?