Letting Athena and Kaye tidy up the room, Arthur first went to the backyard to drive away the veiled thorns, under the magical care of Arthur, Good, and the nourishment of dozens of dead bodies. Plants grow at an exaggerated rate, and while the plants grown in this way can be very unpalatable, Arthur grows both aggressive and raw plants, so there's no problem.

First, he collected all the seeds and put them into the spatial ring, which had always been a secret of Arthur, and only Andrew who gave him the ring knew about it. After he transformed, he was in a hidden state, which was regarded as a hole card for himself. As for the matter of the soul mask, no one knew about it from the beginning, and others only thought that he could become a human only because he was relatively talented. About Quincy is Arthur's biggest secret.

Then it is the collection of happy pollen, first carefully peel off the petals, take the anthers in the center, put them in the palm of your hand and dry them with your own body temperature, after a series of complex processes, you will get some blue pollen, and then add the prepared magic solvent, in order to neutralize the medicinal properties, or enhance the play of the power inside, after almost an afternoon of production, the final result, but only a small screen of light blue potion the size of a thumb. This is the purest stock solution, and it can be further diluted to get more, but you can also see the preciousness of this potion, which is the price of a life.

Arthur sat at the table, looking deeply at the rippling liquid in the bottle on the table, the slight blue seemed to have a strange charm, and people couldn't help but want to try its taste. When making the potion, Arthur used the flowing wind to control the emission of the smell from beginning to end, but in the face of his carefully crafted finished product, he couldn't help but want to smell it, yes, just smell it. With Arthur's druid system, even if you smell poison, it won't be a big problem.

Arthur carefully uncorked the bottle, lowered his head and sniffed it gently, then closed the cork again and put it back in its place.

There doesn't seem to be a problem, and although the faint aroma smells good, I hope it's not as powerful as the legend says. But then, a picture emerged in my heart, it was Arthur's previous life, his little self fell to the ground, and his mother hugged him and comforted him softly. Confessing to her beloved girl for the first time, the girl smiled and promised herself. In the company, he was praised by the leader in front of everyone, and everyone looked at him with envy.

......

Countless such pictures are presented one by one, all kinds of things at that time, the feeling of happiness that has long been forgotten: the warmth of care, the joy of getting, and the pride of success, all of which seem to be presented one by one in the sea of hearts, and then gradually overlap and blend, the picture disappears, leaving only a burst of extreme joy filling his heart, Arthur suddenly understands that there is something called happiness. But as the effects of the medicine wore off, this happiness was fleeting.

Arthur impatiently reached for the "happiness" on the table.

"Bump"

A dagger pinned Arthur's left hand to get the medicine on the table, the blade of the dagger had completely submerged into Arthur's white and slender hand, and blood quickly gushed out, and that hand was still trembling, as if trying to grasp the "happiness" that was close at hand, but it could only tear the wound bigger and gush out more blood. The hand holding the dagger did not hesitate in the slightest.

Arthur sighed deeply, convinced that his mind was completely clear, and with a strong right hand, he pulled out the dagger. He gently licked the blood on the blade, and then stared at the shiny blade, reflecting his own eyes, which were deeply dark green.

Sticking the dagger back into his waist, Arthur sighed deeply and told himself never to be superstitious about his will, if it weren't for that little light in his heart, Arthur would have drunk the whole bottle of happiness by now. What the result is, it goes without saying.

It can awaken the deepest memories of the soul and magnify them. No, not just awakening, but distorting.

Arthur remembers that he fell, not comforted by his mother, but by his father's cold face and told him to get up on his own, and threatened to beat himself if he didn't get up. His first confession ended in a fiasco, and he got a good guy card and a study card (you're a good guy, and we're going to study hard now). In the company, he was scolded by the boss for not completing the task, and Arthur still remembers that he wanted to slap him at that time.

But that's your real life! It's not perfect, but it's not that bad. My father praised himself when he got up, and he would get up on his own if he fell. The girl who rejected him has long been a good memory in his heart. After the boss scolded him, he made a new report to make him satisfied.

This is the kind of life that does not need to be "happy" to make up for regrets and heal pain. This is the kind of self that can become brave and strong little by little. I have the current self.

Arthur understands that only by thinking about these things can he truly get rid of the temptation of "happiness". But I am also amazed by the power of happiness that goes straight to the soul. I also understand why there are so many people who can't get rid of the power of "happiness". Making up for regrets and demanding perfection is the common denominator of all intelligent creatures. But no one thinks that the change of the past is the denial of the present self.

However, if drugs are also graded like weapons, then "happiness" must be a legendary-level weapon.

This kind of thought seems to be long, but in reality, it is only a moment.

"Ahh Just now she heard the sound of the dagger piercing into the flesh, and she was worried about Arthur, so she came out to take a look, but she didn't expect to see Arthur standing there with blood on his hands. Hurriedly rushed up to bandage him.

Arthur smiled at Kaye and signaled her not to worry, a green light appeared in Arthur's hand, gradually condensing in the wound, and then Arthur's wound began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. Arthur shook it lightly, and found that it didn't hurt the bones. before he smiled with satisfaction.

"Arthur, what's going on?" Kaye asked worriedly, wiping the blood from Arthur's hands with a towel.

"Hehe, it's nothing, it's just a little bit wrong with the experiment. Arthur patted her cheek and said.

At this time, Athena heard Kaye's exclamation and came out of the hut next to her, looked at them strangely, and pouted, "Don't make love behind my back!"

Arthur also took her in his arms, hung up her delicate nose and said, "Don't worry! I won't carry you, I'll let you see enough tonight." ”

"It can't be like this, I object. Kaye saw Arthur's thoughts, blushed for a moment, and hurriedly objected.

"The objection is invalid, and the wife must listen to her husband" Arthur unceremoniously vetoed, and turned his face to ask the gorgeous Athena: "Did you say, Athena?"

Athena blushed and nodded.

"You!!" Kaye looked at Athena's "shameless" expression, speechless.

"You'll have to learn more from Athena, Kaye, my little wife!" Arthur whispered in a bewitching voice as he leaned into Kaye's ear, licking it on her crystalline earlobe.

Kaye's body shuddered for a moment, and he looked up at Arthur with watery eyes and said, "Do you love me, Arthur?"

"Of course!" said Arthur with a laugh.

"Say love!" Kaye writhed in displeasure.

"Well, well, I love you, Kaye, always!" said Arthur with a serious expression.

"Well, whatever you want!" Kaye said softly.

Arthur laughed and roared excitedly. Carried Kaye and Athena into the house and went to fulfill his great cause. In his previous life, this was also a great ideal for him, and today he finally has a chance to realize it. A good night should be enjoyed.

Half a night of excitement entangled, until late at night, the three of them maintained a tangled posture and fell asleep deeply. This time, even Arthur was deeply tired, and of course there was the effect of the "happiness" potion. But at the same time, the difficulty of conquering the second daughter is exponentially higher than conquering the one, especially Kaye's physical strength is far better than Athena's, and it took most of Arthur's energy to get her. It's just that Kaye's madness in bed really went out to Arthur's surprise.

Just as her red hair shines, her love burns like a flame, crazy and unscrupulous. Like an obsessive moth, just for that little light, it can burn all the self. That kind of attachment sometimes makes Arthur himself wonder if he really deserves this love, although he has said it many times, but is his relationship really love?

But as Nietzsche said, no one can promise to love someone forever, and no one can guarantee their hearts, because the change of the heart is beyond the control of oneself. So all that can be guaranteed is an act of love, no matter what my heart is, whether there is so-called love there or not, I will fulfill my promise today with my actions.

In any case, the three of them tonight are all happy! Happiness does not need to go back to the past, as long as you work hard, you can always get it. Even if it contains too much bitterness, even if it is not so perfect, even if it is ......

Happiness is happiness.