Who is Patsy? Caesar's surprise was stunned by this question. I looked down and thought for a long time, as if I was asking myself: "Yes, who is Patsy......"

Obviously, it was when he was young and prosperous, but he felt like an old man lost in the lake. The memories flashed back one after another, and there was indeed no Patsy who grew up with him since he was a child. At the same time, whether at school or among the people he knew before, although there were also people named Patsy, his relationship with them was obviously not so good.

After thinking for a while, he shook his head and said, "No, it seems that I am mistaken, there is indeed no such person as Parcy." ”

"Attention and community building are something to be praised, but it is also necessary to pay attention to the necessary rest." Mom attributed this to his poor rest, "It's true that leading the way is respectable, but if you're too tired, you're going too far." ”

"But sometimes night life is necessary, and having a party with endless drinks can narrow the distance between classmates......" Pompey seemed to have a different opinion, but only halfway through the conversation, he silently turned off under his mother's gaze.

"I guess it's the time difference." Caesar rubbed his inexplicably swollen forehead, "I suddenly feel a little dizzy, I have to go back and rest." ”

Mom looked at him worriedly: "I will call the doctor to your room, and I will leave you a copy for dinner." ”

"I don't have to save dinner, I don't think I will have much of an appetite when I wake up." After saying that, he got up, turned his head with his shoulders bent, and walked back a little staggeringly.

Caesar felt several voices in his head chattering as if they were arguing. Suddenly, his feet went limp, and he staggered to the side of the pillar so that he did not fall to the ground.

"Caesar!"

This movement directly frightened her mother, she kicked over the stool in front of her and ran over quickly, and Caesar couldn't help but be ashamed when she saw it.

"Watch him, I'll call the doctor and the others!" Pompeii also reacted quickly and jumped out directly over the flowers.

Originally, the master mother and the young master were having afternoon tea, and there should be servants with them, but the three people present didn't want anyone else to watch while they were with their families.

Caesar waved his hand and leaned against the pillar. Looking at his mother, who looked calm, but still had some panic in his eyes, he comforted: "I'm fine, it's your reaction that is too big." ”

"Don't talk yet, wait for the doctor to come." Mom crouched down beside him, holding his shoulders and gently patting the dust off his body. Although it is unlikely that there will be any injuries just now, it is inevitable that it will get dusty.

Looking at his mother's demeanor as if taking care of a child, Caesar couldn't help but feel a little ashamed, if he was five or six years younger, he was still a middle school student, maybe he could still enjoy his mother's care with peace of mind, maybe he would be coquettish. But now that he is the president of the student council who is in charge of hundreds of people, it is already the limit to be able to accept a nickname.

As if to confirm that he was really fine, his mother was relieved, and then suddenly laughed.

Faced with Caesar's puzzled expression, she smiled and continued: "I think of the time when you were still in elementary school in a football game, when you also fell suddenly, and many boys who couldn't dodge could only pass over you. I was in the audience and I was going crazy, and just as your dad was almost jumping right in, you stood up and waved to us that you were okay. ”

"That time...... I remember. Caesar laughed along, "But we still lost the game in the end, and half of the people on the opposite side were targeting me." ”

"Yes, because my little Caesar is so good, both teammates and opponents are jealous of you, hoping to see you make a fool of yourself." Mom laughed and said, "But you still won in the end, and even if you lost the game, you still won against everyone, because all the people who wanted to see your jokes didn't overcome your pride." ”

Caesar grinned, smiling as if she had been complimented by her mother. Then he was suddenly stunned again, and a voice in his heart told him that he didn't seem to be fighting alone in that match. A blonde boy in a goalkeeper's jersey flashed through his mind, and the feeling just now came back again, and he covered his head and lowered his head again.

"Is it starting to hurt again?" Mom squatted down again with a worried face, stretched out her hand and gently pressed his temple, "Sometimes I find that as you get older, you start to look smaller in my heart. I should have made you independent, but I still hope that you can rely on me a little more. ”

Caesar, who felt a little more relaxed, leaned over to his mother, just as she had said. The warm feeling made him not want to open his eyes for a while, he seemed to really return to his childhood, and he was spoiled in his mother's arms. It's just that......

A shadow on his face flashed through him, and he looked so lonely and helpless in his trumpet waiter's suit, as if he would never see him again if he really wanted to drive him away.

A picture appeared in front of him, after the ball game, his mother squatted in front of him, just like now, holding a handkerchief and gently wiping the dust and sweat off his face for him, and constantly praising him for being a brave man. His eyelids became heavier and heavier, and Caesar wanted to fall asleep so simply, in his mother's arms, never wanting to wake up.

"Are you quite resistant to suggestion......"

A voice suddenly sounded in his heart, and for no reason, his head suddenly became clear. That game did happen, and he did lose. However, no one won either, because all the contestants who targeted him had already fallen down.

Another image came to his mind, of a boy who looked like him standing beside him with a ball, and in front of them, both his opponent and his teammates who wanted to backstab him were holding their legs and screaming in pain. Everything is nothing, everything is allowed, and since everyone's rules are completely unobserved, it is also allowed to adopt your own rules.

At that time, he took off his jersey, called on his defenders, and ended the game in his own way. Of course, it's just a lesson. But...... There was no family member of his in attendance at that game, and the family thought that as a noble half-breed, it was undoubtedly very cheap to compete with a group of ordinary people. Therefore, it was Patsy who accompanied him from beginning to end. It doesn't matter if it's a brother or not, but he must not be left behind.

Caesar opened his eyes and warm questions spread through his nose, as if to put him to sleep again, falling into a dream that would not wake up. He closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and opened them again, with a look of determination.

"Behemoth, I'm really flattered to have you treated you like this."

……

Chen Motong shrank downward, slippery away from Chen's mother's embrace, and she stood across the coffee table, staring at the stranger with her mother's face. She didn't feel angry, she didn't look hostile, because those emotions didn't make any difference.

"Mother Chen" also looked at her quietly, and suddenly sighed after a long time: "To be honest, I shouldn't have let you stay in the outside world to grow up." ”

"Also, the woman you see now was created from your memories." The Dragon King looked at his hand, "In the same way, this house, and the three people who live here, are the embodiment of the life you subconsciously want. ”

She looked at Chen Motong: "In other words, this is the life you really want in your heart." ”

Chen Motong was silent for a long time, and then she said in a somewhat low voice: "...... Yes, I have indeed dreamed of such scenes countless times in my dreams, there is no man who can only be annoying, there are no half-breeds and dragons, only my mother and I and my brother. ”

"But you still took the initiative to get out of such dreams." The dragon king looked at her with a little amusement, "It's obviously such a perfect dream that you don't want to wake up, but you took the initiative to break free...... You're such an awkward and over-the-top person. ”

“…… The dream is beautiful because it can't be realized at all. Chen Motong said silently, "And your dream is not perfect at all, my mother should treat me more harshly and disgusting." ”

"After all, it was a monster like you who killed her, didn't you?" The Dragon King replied slowly, "When she was chosen as the embryonic mother, the countdown to her life was pressed. ”

Her face has not changed, it is still the same face in Chen Motong's memory. But the same look, the same face, but the feeling she gave Chen Motong was so strange.

After being silent for a while, Chen Motong's voice seemed to be prickly, "Do the Dragon King adults like this so much? Turning into someone else's way to engage in fraud or something, it's really enough to lose your share. ”

"Both?" The dragon king spotted the blind spot in her words, and then suddenly realized, "You're talking about Jörmungad, it seems that they also came in with you." ”

Jörmungad...... Chen Motong silently recalled the name, Jörmungandr was a little unfamiliar to her, but it was familiar to Attila.

She lowered her head and looked at the dragon king sitting on the sofa: "You just said that you shouldn't leave me outside to grow up, can I think that here, or the Gattuso family, should be my birthplace?" ”

Facing one of humanity's greatest enemies, the Dragon King, she was a little too calm at the moment. But as she thought before, if she didn't have an identity that could afford to be on the stage, she would have suffered too much in the past.

The dragon king glanced at her up and down, not the stern and loving look he had before, but the appreciation of a creator for his work: "That's right, you shouldn't have been Chen Motong, nor should you be Caesar's fiancée." ”

She looked at Chen Motong who was looking at her with a cold face, and said quietly: "You should be Lucrezia, Lucrezia Gattuso, the most noble pearl of the Gattuso family, and the princess who should be loved the most." ”

……

"It's a dream so beautiful that you don't dare to wake up......," Caesar murmured, staying in her mother's arms, "but no matter how beautiful the dream is, there will be a day when you wake up." ”

He is still like a child at the moment, quietly snuggling in the arms of "mother". It's not that he doesn't want to break free, it's that someone doesn't want him to wake up.

"Why wake up?" "Mom" gently patted his back, as if to lull the child to sleep, "There is a mother who has always grown up with you, and a father who you are looking forward to reforming...... All the family you want is here. ”

“…… Maybe that's true. Caesar muttered, as if to fall back into a dream, "but there is no one here who has really grown up with me, and you should not erase him from my memory." ”

"Mom" gently brushed his hair: "Why do you say that?" What you think of as Patsy is nothing more than a substitute for someone else, the one who really grew up with you, isn't it there? ”

There were several hurried footsteps outside the garden, and in the midst of this, the crisp sound of high heels stomping on the ground was unusually distinct. Soon, at the end of the garden, a crimson figure with a long skirt at the hem appeared. She looked around in a panic, then quickly locked onto the side.

"Brother Caesar!" She is like a fiery red rose, rushing here with everything in the world.

Caesar felt his head start to sting again, and the blonde boy who had been evident in his memory became mozzled again, and then there was a red-haired girl behind him. He remembered that perhaps in the next semester, he would proudly announce to the Student Council, or to the entire Kassel Academy, that his favorite sister, Lucrezia Gattuso, the jewel of the Gattuso family, would be joining the Student Council!

……

"Disgusting!" Chen Motong's indifferent face showed a disgusting look, growing up in the most disgusting family, surrounded by the stars of the disgusted people. Just imagining this picture will make her sick to her stomach for a while.

"Don't feel disgusted, that's the life you're supposed to experience. Patsy Gattuso is nothing more than a mutilated substitute made to replace you. "If it weren't for Caesar's memory of the Gattuso family, he wouldn't have been born." ”

"That's how you bolted him to you?" Chen Motong said coldly, "After pretending, you used family affection to tie up others, do you still have a little self-esteem as a dragon king?" ”

The Dragon King glanced at her vigorously: "Don't try to provoke me, being able to allow you to talk to me is already the result of my thousands of years of self-cultivation." ”

Obviously, those eyes didn't light up with the golden boy, but the sense of oppression like an abyss in it made Chen Motong wake up suddenly, making her clearly realize that the one who spoke disrespectfully just now was a dragon king who had existed for an unknown amount of time.

At this time, there was a sudden round of applause around him: "Not bad, Behemoth, the script you built is really good." ”

Familiar voice and familiar golden dress, Chen Motong looked to the side, and the third party who appeared at some point, the noble person who seemed to be the daughter of the Emperor of Heaven sat quietly on the side.