God after all

Chapter 189 The Dreaming Eliza
Leaving the heavens and coming to the human world, Michael found Li Situ without any effort.

They went to a lively place together.

The capital city of Jupiter is still raining heavily, and the cold wind has a biting breath. This autumn feels like winter for the first time.

The blue sky is the prelude to the coming of night, and the gloom covers the steel-like city.

In a tavern on the banks of a certain river, there was a constant stream of people of all shapes and sizes, from shady and suspicious people, to drunkards and social scum on the verge of bankruptcy, to fishermen coming across the Rhine galley.

Michael and Li Situ, disguised as ordinary humans, went to the tavern.

The two sat face to face in the corner by the window, and rarely spoke, and some of the most important discussions were basically exchanges of ideas.

"The Holy Son has been entrusted to you to take care of."

"When the news of his lower realm spread, I knew there would be such a day."

"You're so predictable."

This was not a compliment from Michael, but a sincere compliment.

He sighed slightly: "There is no way to do this. Apart from you, I can't find anyone more reliable than you in this world."

I heard that Li Situ's hand holding the wine glass was a little bit harder, and cracks appeared on the body of the conical wine glass.

"Entrust the Holy Son to me, aren't you following orders?"

"Entrusting the Holy Son to the care of adults is indeed the meaning of the ancestor of all gods."

Li Situ smiled unconsciously, "Throw me the hot potato of the Holy Son, and the Majesty will have to worry less."

"Holy Son has never been a hot potato in my eyes."

Michael's voice was low, and his pleasant smile was as bright as a blade, and the words he said were thrilling.

"He's someone I could give my life for."

"Is the Holy Son so important to you?"

Li Situ, who was puzzled, toasted and drank all the wine.

"indeed so."

"The majesty's words are all for this kind of sake, how dare I neglect the holy son."

Seeing Li Situ eating slowly with a knife and fork in his hand, Michael smiled knowingly.

From the depths of his golden pupils, Li Situ saw an illusory light and depravity.

Even if she is smiling, the harmless smile of humans and animals does not spread into her eyes, and there seems to be a flashback of cold and glamorous time in her pupils, hiding ruthless hidden emotions.

"I believe that under your teaching, whether it is the growth of the Holy Son or the completion of the mission of destroying the Demon God, it will be just around the corner."

"It can only be said to help you, and I dare not do anything else."

Li Situ raised his jaw slightly, and raised his elegant lips, "Isn't it convenient for the majesty to be blatantly involved in the plan to hunt demon gods?"

"I'm just acting according to the plan of the ancestor of the gods."

Michael replied very low-key.

Through the slightly lowered brim of the traveler's hat, Li Situ noticed that his lips curled into an inexplicable smile.

"The Holy Son is in the lower realms. I can't stay out of his situation, and I have reasons why I can't refuse to take him in."

"I see."

The detailed meeting between the two great figures was not because Michael was trying to persuade each other, nor was it because the other party was weighing the pros and cons.

The sky is dark and the curtain is falling, and the night is coming.

After bidding farewell to Li Situ, Michael went to look for the Son.

It was a place for tourists in an unremarkable area, mostly occupied by people of all stripes, not a decent place for upper-class people to hang out.

Michael condescends, disguises himself as a dusty traveler, and enters and leaves the hotel in a low-key manner wearing a cloak.

His appearance did not attract people's attention, even if someone saw him walking into a certain room silently, no one would care.

Leng Leng fell into a deep sleep and didn't notice anything approaching.

Michael completely suppressed his breath, but even though he hid it like this, he still woke up Bonn who was curled up on the bedside.

"Majesty!?"

Opening the sleepy green pupils, the snake was surprised by the figure it saw.

"Don't wake him up."

Michael sat down in the armchair by the bed.

The divine snake saw Shengzi frowning, with a lingering sadness on his face, and asked worriedly, "What's wrong with him?"

"I'm dreaming."

Michael had insight into this fact.

In the cold and silent dream world, snowflakes are flying in the sky, pure white is blowing across the sky and the earth, swaying with the biting cold wind.

Snow fell on the wide sidewalks and gravel rails, between the chasms of the years.

The whole world is empty and white, filled with sadness.

From far away, the neighing of the train mixed with the sound of the wind rushing past, these sounds resounded through the snowy winter day.

The boy walked through the crowd and walked to the platform, approaching the closest and most dangerous place to the railway tracks.

A heavy snowfall made the noisy and noisy station feel like winter, and the violent northwest wind made the air feel indifferent.

In the vast distance, the whistle sounds from far to near, and the train can be seen faintly like a white dragon breaking through the hazy mist, roaring along the railway.

The boy stood still, motivated by the motive of jumping off while waiting for the colossus to fly by, seeking his shattered death.

Those who seek death are always so obsessed with death to the point of insensitivity.

No one noticed the abnormal behavior of the inconspicuous boy.

He was still very young, about seven or eight years old, wearing a black hoodie, and the eyes hidden in the brim of the hat were covered with deep and silent darkness.

Someone stretched out a rescue hand and pulled him back from the edge of death.

He seemed really quiet, silent, and there was a lingering silence of loneliness about him.

He is young, but full of tranquility and sadness, as beautiful as broken jade.

"Have the courage to die, but don't have the courage to resist fate?"

This was the first time he met Eliza Cuthbert.

The blond woman's words echoed above his head, and her voice was even colder than the cutting wind. Her green eyes were so clear and cool that he felt a chill covered in ice and snow.

"Don't mind your own business."

He didn't thank him, and he looked like he was refusing to be thousands of miles away, and his tightly closed lips were pursed into a line showing his perseverance.

Facing the woman's condescending gaze, he turned his face unnaturally, refusing to meet her contemptuous eyes.

He planned to leave this place, but before he could take a step, he felt a hand grabbing his collar, so in his shock, his small body crashed into an embrace unexpectedly.

"I'm sorry, since I caught you looking for death, I can't let you go."

The woman's tone was both righteous and evil, as she hugged the stubborn child tightly as if she was hugging her own baby.

"Mom doesn't care about you? You wear so little in winter? Or you are a poor kid who has been abused by your parents, so you are in a hurry to seek death."

"you shut up."

The child's indifference, in exchange for his ass being mercilessly pinched by the woman.

Unable to bear it any longer, he couldn't control his anger and opened his mouth to bite the woman's shoulder.

This movement is a bit childish, but the strength in the force is far beyond that of normal children, biting off a piece of meat in one bite.

He spat out the lump of meat with a "poof", and he stopped struggling and stared at the woman quietly, this was to observe the woman's reaction.

However, women seem to be fine.

"If you die so easily, no one will remember you anymore."

The woman stared ahead, without looking at the child in her arms.

Not knowing where the woman was going to take him, the young boy Lengji was confused by the loneliness mixed in the woman's words.

"I don't need anyone to remember me."

His voice was very heavy, and there was an indelible loneliness in his brows and eyes.

"why?"

"I'm a monster."

He said such words that made him despair, his expression was indifferent, his tone was light, he looked so quiet, and his quietness made women feel sad.

"A righteous monster? Or an evil monster?"

The woman's rhetorical question silenced him.

"Even if you are a monster, you should live a good life! For yourself, and for the people who love you and the people you love."

"Will anyone love me? Will I... love someone?"

Muttering to himself, he stared blankly at the woman's face in a daze, shaken, hesitant, and his dark eyes filled with unbelievable emotion.

Because he doesn't know how to love people, and of course he doesn't believe that anyone will love him.

"If you don't know who to love, you might as well love me."

Every word she spoke was like an oath:
"Since you were born, the world has betrayed you, but I am willing to stand by your side."

The young Leng Ji silently lowered his head, his brows filled with indelible loneliness.

"Actually, I've been paying attention to you for a long time. I know your situation better than anyone else. I want to take care of you. Are you willing to accept me?"

The woman smiled slightly.

This soft and strong smile, like a rose blooming in the ice and snow, amazed his eyes.

Something cold and hard broke deep in his heart and turned into a warm stream.

　The Eliza in the dream was also when Leng Ji met Eliza for the first time when she was a child.

　　I've always presented the story of this woman in the way that the memory remains in people's minds.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)