Ovilia was stunned, she kept sobbing, trying to say something, but she couldn't say anything.

"Yes, as Ovilia said, it's because you eat clean food, live in clean places, and wear clean clothes every day that they die so quickly."

Mo Ya said slowly, looking at the night sky outside the window, his gaze becoming a little distant.

"But, Ovilia......"

He took Ovilea's little hand, and little by little pulled the little girl behind the pillow out of the darkness and brought it to the moonlight shining in through the window.

"Because of this, you should live a good life, a wonderful life, you have to tell everyone that you are the best, you have to prove that their 'hope' is brighter than everyone else, instead of hiding in the corner and giving up on yourself."

Ovilia was stunned, she looked at Moya, the tears in her eyes shimmered, but then, a look of panic appeared on her face, she instinctively shrunk back, her little hand grabbed the pillow on the side, and said in a small voice:

"Ovilia can't do it, Ovilia is just a naughty bad boy."

"No, she's done it, she's someone who can beat a mythical genius, she's better than anyone thinks."

"Ovilia has killed a lot of people, she's a murderer."

"If Ovilia is a murderer, then we who covered her up should also be counted as comrades, and the murderer's comrades should be judged together."

"No, that's not right! Ovilia is not in a position to accept your help! She's just a good villain who likes to take advantage of other people's goodness! She's been using your connivance with her to do all sorts of bad things! ”

The little girl shouted carelessly, as if she wanted to shout out all the emotions in her heart.

"Poof, hahahahaha."

Mo Ya suddenly laughed, only to see him leaning forward and leaning back with laughter, out of breath, and Ovilia on the side was stunned.

"Big villain, all the bad things are done, haha, if all the wicked people in this world can only do the 'evil things' such as adding spices, making small reports, and deserting, it would be great!"

"And, Ovilia, you've got one thing wrong."

As he spoke, Mo Ya stretched out his hand, lifted it out of the quilt in the exclamation of the little girl, lifted it into the air with both hands, and stared at each other with a serious and serious expression.

"You have never taken advantage of our kindness, on the contrary, we have only reciprocated the kindness you have shown us, and you are the kindest of us, Ovilia."

Ovilia froze, tears began to roll in her eyes, and finally, when Moya's words reached her ears, she couldn't control her emotions anymore and burst into tears.

The immature cry echoed through the room, but it was not the same as the previous whimper.

Remorse, pain, and self-blame seem to have all gone away in this cry, leaving only the cry of a newborn baby.

"Thank you for all these years, Ovilia, so...... If you want to cry, cry boldly. ”

In the night, the young man looked at the little girl who was crying on top of him, and gently stroked the other party's head.

It wasn't until the crying subsided and a faint snoring sounded that Moya slowly picked up Ovilia and placed her gently on the bed.

Then he took a wet towel and wiped the other man's face full of tears and snot, covered him with a futon, and was about to lie down to sleep when he suddenly heard a slight murmur.

"Don't throw away Ovilea, Ovilia will be a good boy......"

Hearing this, Mo Ya was slightly stunned, then shook his head and smiled.

"I'm still a kid after all."

If you have a chance in the future, let's see if I can take the little girl back to the place where she lived.

As he spoke, Moya seemed to think of something, picked up the large pillow that had fallen aside, quickly washed and dried it with life witchcraft, and put it in Ovilia's arms.

Seeing this scene, Mo Ya smiled lightly, no longer disturbed the little girl's dream, and fell asleep against the corner.

"Good night, Ovilia."

……

The ninth floor of the Wizard's Tower

A breeze swept through the curtains, and the moonlight entered through the gaps, briefly reflecting the chaos in the room.

A strange smell filled the air, and the chaotic room indicated that a fierce 'battle' was going through.

On the bed, the black-haired woman snuggled up to the blonde youth's chest, her white index finger gently drawing circles in front of the other's chest.

"Did you really not ask when you handed it to him?"

Lumina looked up at Yamu, her lips lightly furrowed.

"What, worried about Ovillia's little girl?"

Yamu asked with a chuckle.

Lumina bit her silver teeth, pursed her lips, and sighed.

"After all, I watched her grow up, and I still feel a little relieved."

Before Moya arrived, she was basically the one who took care of Ovilia, although the little girl was a little annoying, but after living together for so long, Lumina had long regarded her as her own family.

Yamu gently stroked the other party's smooth back and soothed:

"Don't worry, although Senior Brother Mo Ya is not a hot guy, his nature is not bad."

Yamu said, looking out the window at the night, his eyes becoming a little deep.

"Besides, Ovilia's problem is probably the only one he can solve perfectly.

Perhaps he has noticed it, or he may not have noticed it, he has an unusually sharp intuition for everything, and can always easily peek through the appearance of things and accurately grasp the key to them. ”

Speaking of this, Yamu suddenly changed his words and said with a smile:

"Besides, he's the only one of us who is good at raising children.

To be honest, I'm thinking about whether to ask him to be the initiation teacher if we both have the opportunity to have a child in the future? ”

"Kid...... Can we really wait until then? ”

Hearing this, Lumina bit her lip as if she had thought of something.

"I don't know, maybe we can, although our chances of winning are slim, but there are always them, aren't they?"

Yamu looked at the ceiling and muttered, seemingly distracted.

"According to the time, the Great Wizard should be coming back from the expedition, you say, can they find anything this time?"

"It would be nice if I could really find something, but I'm afraid ......"

Yamu whispered, his eyelids drooping slightly, this appearance had actually revealed his attitude.

"You say, if we lose this time, will we have another chance?"

"Probably not."

"Well, that's ......"

Lumina sighed softly, and then, with a strange glint in her eyes, she saw her index finger gently slide down Yamu's neck, and slowly sat up from Yamu's body.

Seeing this, Yamu's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly said with a smile:

"Well, it's so late, and you should take a break... Not! ”

Before Yamu could finish speaking, Lumina suddenly leaned down and blocked the rest of his words.

"You said you would stay with me all night today, my dear, they've been waiting for you for a month."

Lumina looked up slowly, licked her lips, and smiled charmingly.

"Besides, no one knows how much time we have left, so I don't want to leave myself with regrets."

A hint of bitterness flashed across Yamu's face.

The breeze blew again, closing the gap in the curtains, keeping the bright moonlight out of the window.

Inside the house, a new round of 'big war' continues to start.

There is no doubt that for some, tonight is destined to be a night of pain and joy.