Monica looked at the diary page by page, and she flipped through it quickly, and in a few moments, she finished several books.

Hardy, on the other hand, is slower.

Some of the slices of life recorded in it have 'impressions' and some don't.

After all, the perspective is different, and the description of others is different from one's own senses.

Hardy looked at it and saw that Monica was already full of faces.

In her eyes, big tears fell.

This woman...... It's too emotional.

Hardy put down the diary, which seemed to record some trivial things in life, and Hardy was not very interested.

He looked at Monica, and at this point the other party's emotions seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

Hardy thought about it for a while, then left the study, helping her close the door by the way.

He hadn't taken a few steps before he heard a heart-rending cry coming from inside.

Hardy shook his head helplessly.

Now Hardy has a lot of doubts in his heart, but it doesn't matter, wait until tomorrow, it is estimated that Monica should be willing to talk to him.

Back in her room, Sophie hooked her finger at Hardy.

After a while, the two of them fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, Hardy woke up and went to the main hall for breakfast.

At this time, the butler, who was already very calm, Link stood aside and served.

Sophie came out of the kitchen, with breakfast.

Compared to other maids, Sophie's craftsmanship is more than a little better.

Of course, the maids also helped.

After all, in addition to Hardy and Sophie, there are more than a dozen Silver Moon Witches who need to fill their stomachs.

Breakfast was almost full of people around.

But Monica didn't come down until the end of breakfast.

Hardy reckoned she was still grieving.

Hardy asks the maid to pack a breakfast and deliver it to Monica.

Then Hardy waited here for a day and didn't see Monica come looking for him.

In the evening, Hardy sighed softly.

He didn't know when Monica would come out of her grief.

As the Great Lord, Hardy doesn't have much to do, but there are many things that he needs to decide.

Therefore, it is impossible to stay anywhere else for long.

If Monica can't get out of his grief tomorrow and make things clear, he'll leave the day after tomorrow.

After all...... It didn't really matter to him.

With his own strength now, no matter how his soul belongs, it has nothing to do with the general trend.

But just as Hardy was making her decision, Monica came out of the master bedroom and found him.

"Let's talk." Monica's voice was hoarse.

After all, after crying for so long, it's normal to have this voice.

Hardy nodded.

The two of them came to the study again.

She sat down at the desk, stroked the smooth surface of the desk, and said sadly: "I don't know what to call you, but I tell everything I know, can you listen to it?" ”

Hardy looked at the other party's red and swollen eyes like steamed buns and said, "No problem." ”

"As I said before, when I was about to give birth to a child, I sensed that an alien soul, under the influence of a powerful force, entered my child's body ready to be born, covering his young, still growing soul."

He had said that before.

Hardy also found this the strange place.

He had only appeared in this body about two years earlier, but at that time, there was only one soul, and it was a soul that was about to be completely shattered.

She looked at Hardy and said lightly, "That's you." ”

"Impossible." Hardy shook his head: "I only ...... two years ago"

"I'm a unicorn knight, I'm good at using magic, and I don't study soul magic much, but I can still recognize the fluctuations of souls."

Her red eyes looked at Hardy, very seriously, and said word by word: "Just, yes, you!" Your soul fluctuates exactly as I felt seventeen years ago. ”

Hardy frowned: "It's ......"

"I know what you're trying to say." Monica wiped her eyes and continued, "But it's really you. ”

"Okay. It's ...... me," Hardy was a little depressed.

What to quarrel with a stubborn woman who has lost her child!

"After giving birth to you, I am ready to kill you, after all, I know that you killed my child, a lich who borrowed the corpse to resurrect the soul."

Speaking of this, it stands to reason that Monica should be as murderous as before, but now she looks at Hardy's eyes, but they are full of tenderness.

Hardy was slightly surprised.

"But Lawrence disagrees, he thinks you're his child. They won't let me do it. Monica stroked the notebook on the desk: "I quarreled with him for this, and it was very serious. In just three days, we had an almost irreparable rift. ”

Monica laughed self-deprecatingly.

"Actually, I can't do it at all, even if someone takes possession of my child's soul, but how can I do it to my child's body......" Monica took a deep breath, the throbbing pain that touched her soul made her almost unable to breathe: "I just used this way to vent my anger, powerless unwillingness, and finally hurt Lawrence deeply." ”

Hardy listened quietly.

Maybe Monica is really miserable, but she can't arouse Hardy's empathy.

"I left the house despite Lawrence's dissuasion." Monica stroked her forehead with one hand, as if recalling it was a huge blow to her.

"You know everything after that." Monica couldn't help but wet her eyes again: "Lawrence pulled you up with difficulty......"

Belch...... It's not tough.

Old Hardy is also a rich businessman, and his family has money and maids, so he hardly needs to take care of his children.

In addition, Hardy has been playing with Ryan and Karina since he was sensible.

Lawrence was barely bothered.

Of course, Monica's death is full of guilt and self-blame, and it is normal for her eyes to be full of filters.

"That's it?" Hardy shrugged: "Again, I'm not your child. ”

"No, you're ......" Monica gestured to the notebook on her desk, "You've been born as a baby, not an adult with a mature soul. You said you only came two years ago, that means, you and my children blended together until two years ago, something happened, and then ...... Your soul has just woken up. ”

Hardy was stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately.

The sleeping consciousness is not perceptual to the passage of time.

If Monica hadn't lied, she would have come here a long time ago, growing up as Hardy for fifteen years, until ...... The soul from before was shattered.

Wait, that's not right either.

It should be said...... The soul of the licking dog before is actually a part of himself.

He is not a pure earthling, nor is he a pure Hadi.

It's a Chimera!

Looking at the earthquake in Hardy's pupils, Monica stood up with a gentle face: "So, you are also my child!" (End of chapter)