Fairy Tail: Simulated from 400 years ago

Chapter 189 Urrutia
Lyle quickly understood where the children's turmoil came from, and pity softened his heart, and his tone softened: "Don't worry, I won't hurt you, and I won't let the group of people who hurt you before, again I touched a hair of yours."

The apostle's words were full of magic, and like the warm sunshine, they warmed the children's cold hearts. Their restlessness, their fear, and their confusion all subsided quietly like the tide.

clack clack-

Lyle fiddled with the fingers of his left hand. Under the virtual grasp of his fingertips, the floor tiles of the experimental site rose into the air and joined together autonomously as if they were alive, forming an arch bridge connecting the experimental site with the broken ones above. glass window.

The children opened their mouths in astonishment, as if they had seen a miracle.

Although I am used to seeing magic, I have never seen it change the terrain so easily.

"follow me."

Like a priest guiding believers, Lyle stepped onto the arch bridge first, and climbed up step by step, until he stood on the glass window, and then completely verified the safety and stability of the arch bridge to the children.

However, the children looked at each other, and no one seemed willing to be the first to eat the crab.

After a while, the little girl with black hair who had been hiding among the many children finally couldn't restrain her anxious mood to leave. She squeezed out from the crowd, took the lead on the arch bridge, and cautiously moved toward Lyle. Climb up here.

Lyle looked at the little girl and smiled.

Someone took the lead, and the other children looked at me and I looked at you. Their courage continued to emerge, and they followed the little girl one after another.

After a while, the children in the experimental site had all climbed to the glass window, but they didn't dare to go any further.

Because in front of them, it was quite a terrifying scene.

The piles of corpses, the disemboweled and long-dead Director Bryan, everything is like a scene described in a horror ballad.

Lyle meant it for them to see.

To be able to survive in the magic research and development agency like a magic cave to this day, the inhuman torture the children have suffered must be unimaginable, and it has also brought them psychological trauma that goes deep into their bones.

If they are not allowed to see this scene and let them understand that those who hurt them have been punished, their future lives will always be tied to the experience here and eventually dragged into the abyss.

Every time they wake up from nightmares, they worry about whether people from the Magic Research and Development Agency will find them tomorrow, or will they suffer such a horrific experience again?
This is not what Lyle wants to see. It is not enough to save their lives, but also to save their spirit of yearning for a new life and pursuing the future.

Only by confirming with their own eyes can they be freed.

Lyle stepped on the red pool of blood on the ground, walked to the entrance and exit of the hall in the flashing lights, and waved to them encouragingly.

"Come on, come with me." Lyle's face disappeared into the shadows, his tone unquestionable, "They are just dead people, there is nothing to be afraid of."

There was a few seconds of silence.

It was the same little girl. She swallowed a mouthful of saliva and walked straight towards Lyle, trembling and swaying like a baby that had just learned to walk.

The horrific scenes she could see out of the corner of her eyes became blurry, and Lyle standing in front of her was like a god emitting holy light, guiding her path.

Just keep going, she thought.

The little girl successfully crossed the hell and came to Lyle's side. She stood beside him quite naturally, stretched out her little hand and grabbed his sleeve.

Lyle looked down at her: "What's your name?" The little girl did not hesitate and gave her trust: "Urutia, my name is Urrutia."

Lyle blinked calmly and said nothing.

Then, other children also took their steps bravely. Some walked towards them without looking away, some huddled behind others, and some closed their eyes tightly and were pulled by others. go forward.

But finally all the children experienced this spiritual baptism.

They stood behind Lyle as if they were dependent and trusting. They followed Urrutia's example and grabbed Lyle's sleeves, the back of his shirt, and his trousers. If they couldn't squeeze in the front, they would grab the others. Children's clothes.

Lyle walked in the front, and the children followed him like a hawk catching a chicken. They passed through the long and narrow corridor.

Soon, Lyle led them to the iron cage-like rooms and rescued the remaining children. Unknowingly, they followed their instincts and blended into the crowd. The children behind Lyle And more and more.

After confirming that he had rescued all the surviving children, he led them to the archives room.

The rows of shelves in the archives were filled with materials, and Lyle sucked them all into the alien space like a whirlpool. There was a gust of wind and clouds, and there was nothing left here.

When the children saw Lyle's magic, they couldn't help but yearn for it.

They all know some magic more or less. At this time, they are thinking in their hearts, wondering if they can be as powerful as this silver-haired gentleman one day?

After finishing all the things that needed to be done, Lyle and the children left this sinful place and stood on the snow outside.

The children had not seen the sky and the white snow outside for a long time, and their atmosphere was obviously cheerful, not to mention that the physical cold that they should have been dispelled by Lyle's magic, which made them belong to children. Lively nature gradually awakens.

Tiny laughter flickered.

Lyle did some sensing and confirmed that there were a total of 77 children in front of him. They were all alive. As for the ones buried deep in the soil behind the Magic Research and Development Bureau, they were countless.

He waved his hand, and the children spontaneously quieted down, staring at him with hope and admiration.

"Who among you still remembers the location of your home? A vague location will do."

After a long silence, several children raised their hands hesitantly, including Urrutia.

But I don’t remember the rest. After all, they are all children under the age of 10. Some of them have been in the Magic Research and Development Bureau before they can remember. How can they know where their home is?
Lyle was not worried about this. He took out the files from the different space, spread them out to the page with the photos, and then let them float in mid-air, like a neat queue of soldiers being reviewed by a general. .

"You all find your share, look at the photos, and find yourself, will you? No, other people will help them."

So, the 77 children all stood in front of those flying files, found their own copy, and then held it in their hands. Some of them couldn't help but blushing and crying when they saw familiar faces that were no longer there.

One child cried, bringing along the other children like an avalanche. Soon, the cries of 77 children resounded throughout the snow.

Lyle didn't stop him and stood there silently watching, giving them ample time to vent.

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