In the depths of Leonard's memory, there has always been a long, hidden rift, and even Pales, who is parasitic on him, has not noticed it.

But now, it looks like the rift is about to heal.

"Boy! Brat! ”

Leonard felt a moment of dizziness and fainted, and no matter how much Pales "stole" his state, it would be useless.

He fell into a deep sleep.

……

Little Leonard, covered in dirt, curled up in the corner of the alley, his hair messy with sweat on his forehead, and a thin mist of water already in his eyes.

The afterglow of the setting sun reflected on his face, but the dim alley made him shiver.

He and Sissel were separated.

"Leonard, you wait here, I'll come later."

Sissell said so at the time, and Leonard obediently followed, but Sisel never returned, which made Leonard very anxious.

The city of Tingen says that it is not big, but it is not small. Leonard was so scared that he went to Sissel, but he got lost.

I don't know where the police station is, and it's getting dark...... Leonard stood up tremblingly, looked out at the crowded street, and walked slowly out, towards the noise.

"Ginger beer! Ginger beer! ”

"Dixie pie! Sweet Iced Tea! ”

"Grilled oysters!"

The smell of the food at the stall made Leonard, who was already hungry, even more hungry, he swallowed, looked at the vendor on the side, estimated that he still had a little money on him, and said to the stall owner cautiously:

"That'...... That, a Dicy pie. ”

After that, Leonard took out the money on his body, a full 2 pounds, and he didn't have a strong concept of money when he was young.

The boss was stunned, looked at Leonard's lovely face and delicate but muddy clothes, and thought to himself:

"Which young master came out of this family......

Leonard saw that the boss didn't speak, clutched the 2 pounds tightly, and said to the boss again:

"That's, Dickie pie ......"

The boss came back to his senses and looked at Leonard's huge sum of money, which he had been able to earn for weeks......

Greedy nature trumped fear of the rich, and the boss took the money with a smile and packed a pie that had been cold for a long time and he was going to throw it away.

Leonard took the pie, was stunned, raised his head and asked with some confusion:

"Boss, did you take the wrong ......?"

Before Leonard finished speaking, the boss looked weak and impatient, waved his hand, and reprimanded:

"You boy! Come on! Will I sell you wrong! ”

"Well, then I don't want it...... Give me the money back......"

Leonard asked with some fear, and the once lively child was also frightened and became as timid as a little rabbit.

"Impossible!"

Feelings of grievance, incomprehension, and anger instantly welled up in his heart, Leonard gritted his teeth, threw the pie in the boss's face, and then quickly bent down and pulled the foot of the stall.

"Bang-"

The paving collapsed.

Seeing that the plan had been achieved, Leonard immediately ran backwards, leaving only the stunned boss and surprised pedestrians.

The boss came to his senses, furious, and yelled, as if to vent his anger and as if to encourage himself, he chased after Leonard.

Leonard, with his petite body, shuttled through all kinds of crowds, while the boss struggled to hold his belly behind and chase after him.

"Catch that kid in front!" The boss shouted from behind.

A pair of hands grabbed Leonard and clamped him so hard that he felt pain, fear, and couldn't escape.

"Let go of me! Let me go! Leonard struggled with his hands dancing and struggling, but received a heavy slap in the face.

"Smack!"

Leonard's emerald green pupils reflect the ugly faces of the boss and pedestrians, reflecting the darkness of human nature.

He watched as the hand that had just hit him rose again, and then ......

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

Leonard didn't know how long the boss had been beaten, how long the onlookers had watched, how much pain his body was now, and he was dying from the beating anyway.

Dad...... Sissel ...... Leonard's scarred hand stretched out, then hung limply, like a butterfly that was dying and struggling but failed.

He was dying.

His life was threatened.

"Tick, tick......"

A small, unknown microspore quietly burst out of Leonard's body.

"Hiss-hiss-"

In a trance, Leonard seemed to see wisps of white, sacred, hopeful and bright mycelium.

This is...... What? Leonard was confused, but his memories were messy.

He was gently picked up, and the pain in his body disappeared in an instant, as if it had never been before.

But he was still so tired, so tired, he wanted to sleep.

"I'm sorry, Leonard, I'm late......"

Dad? Is it Daddy? You, have you finally come to me......

"Leonard, you know what, you are, you're my ......"

I'm your child, right? I'm your treasure, isn't I?

“…… The most important anchor. ”

In the scarlet blood and the fear of everyone, Sissel's eyes sparkled like a starry sky, and he hugged Leonard's weak body and smiled slightly.

……

In a field full of moon flowers, night herbs, and tranquility, a man appeared in the middle of it.

Sissel looked at the starry sky overhead, smiled slightly, and sighed with nostalgia:

"Starry sky, ......"

"yes, starry sky."

A feminine female voice came, and Sissel looked over to see that it was a woman with a faceless face, wearing a black dress with heavy overlapping stars on it.

It is none other than the "Goddess of the Night" Amanis!

"Long time no see, night." Sissel gave him a gentlemanly salute of Rune.

The corners of Amanis's lips hooked slightly, and he also bent down very politely, and said, "Long time no see, 'unknown'." ”

"I remember, the last time we saw each other was more than twenty years ago, right?"

Speaking of the past, Sissel couldn't help but recall Leonard when he was a child, and smiled from the bottom of his heart.

"It looks like your humanity is well maintained." Amanisis suddenly mentioned this.

Sissel shook his head, smiled wryly, and said, "Alas, it's just a lie. Amani, you and Lilith know that too. ”

Amanisis smiled, didn't know what to think, looked at the night above him, and whispered:

"Ready? Sissel. ”

He waved his hand lightly, and the fluttering sleeves of his coat flicked through it, and an image was reflected.

In the image, there are houses, human beings, wisps of mycelium fluttering, teeth and claws.

But nothing was moving in so many things, as if all of them had been paused.

However, if you listen closely, you can also hear the sound of the clock full of the charm of time.

Amanisis and Sissel looked at the still image together, listening to the sound of time.

"You're getting a little big."

"It doesn't matter, although the effect of 'backtracking' is not as good as the 'blind stupidity' of the 'fool', it is enough to just deceive those so-called gods."

Seeing that Sissel said this, Amanisis could only smile helplessly and brushed the image again.

This time, Sissel was stunned.

Because in that image was the essentia of the mysterious lord he knew and hated—the Source Fortress!

Black figures flashed by, and both Sissel and Amanisis knew that it was the caretaker of the Source Castle, the dog of Fogen.

As the Fugen Dog was gone, wisps of gray mist spread out in front of the two gods.

The wisps of gray mist filled with an eerie aura made his head ache as if it had been torn apart, but he could bear it.

"Amani, this is, Fort Source?"

"Yes, look closely."

Amanisis said this, and said nothing. Sissel froze and looked, only to find that in the overlapping confused gray mist, a door of light loomed.

That's the real Source Fort, the heart of the Source Fort.

"I can't see it yet, but I'm sure you can."

Sissel looked at Amanis, and saw anticipation, nostalgia, and sorrow in his vague countenance, and for a moment, his heart twitched, for what they had in common—

Hometown.

Sissel exhaled slowly, looking at the door of light, hard, hard to look in.

"Hum—"

A heavy, dragging voice sounded in his head, and he saw it, and he saw the cocoons of light, and he saw all kinds of men and women......

And, his nephew—

Zhou Mingrui.