Lelouch walked out of the warship, and immediately saw the young man guarding the door, like a loyal watchdog.

"Where are you going next?" Lelouch asked.

"If you don't have a place to go, do you want to come with me?" He sent such an invitation.

Because the other party is so easy to use.

It's more useful than those rebels, and they don't even need the rebels anymore.

"I'd love to go with you, but no, I'm going home." Aitor shook his head, his voice sounding a little shy.

"That's a shame." Lelouch narrowed his eyes and said.

Even if it's a pity, he can't force the other party to stay.

Because you can't beat it.

Lelouch knew his physical abilities.

His mind is very useful, but his physical strength is ...... Some are hard to put into words.

And the other party is obviously the same existence as the green-haired woman who gave him powers.

That means of spiritual communication.

So Lelouch left from Ato.

Aitto looked at his surroundings, got up a few times, and left the settlement.

I randomly chose one of the high-rise buildings in the central district and sat on its rooftop.

He usually chooses to sit on a high place, which makes it easier to overlook the panorama and take in the situation around him.

When sniping out of a mission, he will also choose a high place.

And it's only high enough that you won't meet other people, and it's easy to meet other people if you're on the ground.

Daifuku was wrapped in an invisibility cloak, but it didn't cover his head, so it looked like the head of a doll bear was floating alone in the air next to the boy.

Miyamoto sat on the edge of the rooftop, his legs hanging naturally outside, with no place to settle under his feet, swaying gently in mid-air.

"What does this world have to do with me?"

"The world before me also feels very familiar......"

"It feels like a mom to me, and Lelouch is like Brother Waldrome, Mr. Gojo...... Although there is nothing similar except for the same white hair and six eyes, and the same skills, but this trait is indeed very similar to me, or I am like him......" Miyamoto Aito nodded thoughtfully.

Mr. Gojo is older than him, so naturally he is like the other party.

"The trap tower of the hunter world before also gave me a familiar feeling......" Miyamoto Aito thought as he sat on the edge of the rooftop and held his cheeks.

It was somewhat similar to the White Tower he remembered seeing, but it didn't seem to be similar.

Could it be that the inside of the White Tower is also like a trap tower, with countless traps hidden?

[The fusion of memory fragments is complete, will the host watch it?] The system's voice was so calm and indifferent, but it made the boy's eyes light up.

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"Watch!" He said with a gesture of impatience.

As he made his choice, his body lost consciousness and subconsciously collapsed, being hugged by Dafu on the side.

"Woom?" Xiong Xiong stared at the little master for a moment with his black glass bead eyes, unbuttoned his coat, and stuffed the person into his clothes.

And Aitto appeared in a strange space at this moment.

The pure white fog obscured everything around him, except for the cloister steps beneath his feet.

This is the memory corridor, Miyamoto thought to himself.

And at this moment, the corridor in front of him was glowing, guiding his way.

He ran to the light source, to the end or end of the cloister.

He stood on the first step, and the light source was long gone.

Immediately afterward, he appeared in a scene.

Pure white rooms, soaring domes, soft tulle curtains, and light-filled floor tiles.

On the bed in the center of the room, a thin blanket lay on it, and it looked like it was asleep.

People are busy around.

No one could see the figure of the boy standing by the door.

Aitto stared at the figure on the bed, a woman with long snow-white hair and crimson eyes.

And beside her, the baby, who looked like he had just been born, had blue eyes open, did not cry or make trouble, and there was no expression on his face, as if he was in a daze.

He didn't look like a newborn baby, who shouldn't be able to open his eyes right away, didn't have as much hair, and shouldn't be so good-looking.

But he's still a baby.

Miyamoto Ato recognized himself, or rather...... Memories of yourself.

There was a sound of hurried but slight footsteps, and it could be heard that the running figure was not very large, and it was still a child.

"Mother, is this Ato? My brother? "The black-haired, red-eyed boy was dressed in a knight's suit and held a slender sword in his hand, looking like he had just finished a sword class.

He wears a black and red crown of thorns on his head.

The ruby is bright and dazzling.

"Sal, this is Aitto, your brother, you belong to each other, say hello to him." The white-haired and red-eyed woman said with a smile and stroked the boy's hair.

"Hello, Aito, I'm Salvino, it's your brother, and I'll protect you." So the black-haired and red-eyed boy stretched out his fist-clenched hand and gently touched the white-haired and blue-eyed baby's hand, and his face was pure with joy.

"What is Aitto's ability? Is it the same as me? The black-haired and red-eyed boy asked curiously.

"The power I gave to Aitto...... To be loved, we don't need a second savior, Sal, the world only needs a Salvino. The white-haired and red-eyed woman said to Salvino.

The white-haired, blue-eyed baby watched everything silently.

Miyamoto Aito also watched everything silently.

"To be loved? Can it be liked by others? Even without this ability, my brother will be loved, but this ability is also very good, and everyone will give you love, Aitto, just like your name. Salvino said confidently.

He didn't look much like the image in Etto's memory now, but people are meant to change.

It changes because of time, circumstances, or certain people.

"Mother, why doesn't Aitto cry or smile at me?" Salvino asked, looking down at the expressionless baby.

"Because he can't do it yet, Sal, you can teach him." The white-haired and red-eyed woman looked at the baby with a complicated expression and said to Salvino.

She gave birth to an emotionless monster.

But it doesn't matter, monsters can also be domesticated and successfully live as normal people.

Coupled with the ability to be loved, no one will be disgusted with her children for it.

"I'll teach him seriously!" Salvino reassured as he learned the knight's oath.

Everything looks so happy.

Until everyone around him turned into a lifeless and soulless paper man in an instant, the smile on Salvino's face did not fall, but his eyes became hollow, as if he was frightened.

"You ...... What's wrong? Mary? Anna? Salvino looked at the paper people around him who fell lightly to the ground, his eyes were a little confused, but he was forced to calm down.

"Don't be afraid, Sal, stay calm at all times." The white-haired and red-eyed woman sat on the bed, comforting her child.

"Now, take your sword and don't throw it down." She said.

Eight-year-old Salvino clenched the sword in his hand.

"I'm the one who wants to be the hero of this world......"

He whispered to himself, as if to give himself courage.

PS: The next chapter is late.