DNF, made by the ancient gods

This taught him a lesson, and it just so happened that the strength in him was also drained. On the bright side, now he can start over and become an even stronger monster.

If Baige showed mercy and didn't suddenly close his world line.

This is the most normal reason, but he was slightly silent,

He is still thinking about what he wants to do... This is a doubt, the failure and the return of Ashdoll made him doubt, but he is not sure... He already has the answer.

He is not as pure as Baige, nor as innocent as Bailu, he is just a gray sandwiched between the two personalities.

Ashdoll was looking at him, and he knew he had to answer... at least not to worry her.

"Helping is just by the way. I can gain status and wealth with potions. These things are quite useful on the road of development...at least in the early stage."

This is a good set of rhetoric, and he does have a set of growth methods passed down from Baige. When he was weak, he relied on power, and when he was strong, he made rules or relied on resourcefulness and violence to obtain benefits.

"yes……"

With a smile, this is indeed the "father" she is most familiar with.

He must be conflicted in his heart now...

That cruel memory was about her death, about her being destroyed by him...

He didn't show it, and his inner thoughts were deeply hidden, just pretending to be a normal person.

"Then please come on, I believe you will be able to do better than before."

no doubt.

She believed that he, her "father" would rise, and no matter what happened, he would not give up this core point.He may think, he may question, but he will eventually re-enter this upward path.

She is important, but not all.

When she died, he would feel very sad, but he would still go on, and loneliness could not break him.

It sounds cruel, but that's who he is.

- Birch.

However, this time... he will slow down a little, right?

Although his strength is not as good as hers now, this gap is not an obstacle that is difficult for him to overcome.

Presumably, he will slow down by then.

There is such an intuition that when the gap between her and her father is too large, he will definitely turn around and give her a hand... He will not be far away from her this time.

Aiming at ascent, but he doesn't mind dragging a burden along the way... He can even slow down for this burden, and accompany this burden to see the scenery along the way.

It's just such a feeling.

She still has a high status in his heart.

"Let's find a suitable testing ground."

Bai Hua went out first, and Ashdoyle hurriedly followed.

My lord father...

The elf girl is in a happy mood.

Thank you.

Postscript Bai Suo

How should human happiness be defined?

In the depths of the slightly sad pupils was a calmness without waves, and the old "husband" was holding the hand of his wife lying on the hospital bed tightly.

The years have left many traces on the couple, but the features of their youth can be vaguely discerned from the faces of the two. The wife must be a cute girl, while the "husband" is a good-looking ordinary young man.

"In the end...the result is that I left first..."

The wife said with a little helplessness.

A great soul is watching the death of a life.

"You have to take care of yourself."

"He" has been with her all her life and has two children with her. Their family is happy and their lives are safe.

Is this happiness?

It should be forgotten.

The tightly clenched palms were unable to hang down, which meant the end of a story.

He didn't come.

It is estimated that he is dead.

*

A great man born in this era has died, but time is still passing.

This is a corner of Westminster Abbey, where a great man lies quietly.The material used for her tomb is gray and white marble, and the sarcophagus is inlaid with a drawing board. Above the sarcophagus is a statue of her in a reclining posture. On the right elbow of the statue, several of her well-known pioneering works are painted.

ended.

No one could observe this great creature standing here, she quietly looked at Alice's cemetery - the cemetery of the women she had accompanied for decades.

This should be happiness, Alice was smiling until she died.

She didn't know and didn't need to know that the "he" who accompanied her for the rest of her life was not the real him. The one who accompanied her was an outer god, a great creature as bright as stars.

Ignorance is also a blessing.

The simulated image of a young girl is the same as before. To an Outer God, a mere few decades may be but a blink of an eye. She has played "him" for decades, but this does not mean that she will lose her original personality.

Feeling the suddenly shortened vision, she turned around silently, about to leave.

But she spotted a tiny detail.

His eyes widened slightly, and he noticed a bouquet of flowers transformed by magic power, and it lay quietly in the bouquet, so inconspicuous.

*

He held a newspaper, and read the content on it unhurriedly.

To condense it, the content is "Alice died, and her husband died of excessive grief."

For a while, there was a subtle feeling...

Although he had expected it a long time ago, and he had hoped that Yogg would take good care of Alice.

"Oh ho ho ho, put on this forgiving hat, and then... you must be strong, my... master."

The enchanting succubus girl stuck to his ear and bit the earlobe lightly, but he didn't respond much.

"I haven't seen you for many years. Your skills in sowing discord have declined."

"Where is there~"

Feeling the sunlight that even a parasol could not completely cover, he couldn't help but lowered the brim of his hat. Although he said he wouldn't feel uncomfortable, he still didn't like the hot feeling.

"Aren't you going to see it?"

After a while, the succubus girl stretched lazily, outlined a seductive curve, and then lay down on the table like a cat.

"Didn't she leave behind two children? Don't you want to go and have a look? After all, she is a woman you loved."

"Have you ever loved... Really."

After a while, he looked into the distance and smiled.

"But she's dead, isn't she? So what if I see her child?"

He half joked.

"Could it be possible for me to appear in front of them with this face, and then smile and say, 'I didn't expect that! Your father and I crawled out of the coffin rejuvenated'. Is this kind of speech that I don't know if it is a comedy or a supernatural drama? "

"Your character is broken."

"Besides, there are two more middle-aged children... Look at how young I am, is this appropriate?"

Oh, he's an old monster psychologically.

But such words cannot be said.

"Ah lah...they are the heirs of the gods outside...Although these heirs didn't inherit anything..."

"However, she still cares about what you said, right? Think about it, how did her previous heirs end? Rather than saying that they are her heirs, it is better to say that they are the toys she picked up."

"In comparison, the lives of these two children are much better."

"This is..."

If they died, then Alice would definitely be sad, which did not meet the definition of "happiness", and it was absolutely impossible for her to let such a thing happen.

Slowly looking towards the opposite street.

There stood the petite figure, her creamy blonde hair glistening in the sun.

She was watching him quietly.

"What are we going to do next?"

"Arrange someone else."

He picked up the teacup and took a sip, and while looking at the young girl not far away, he was talking to Naiyali.

"Arranging others... mean those two guys?"

"Ah."

The eyes light up, which is interesting.

"Bai Lu is a lot more peaceful, and he doesn't have any dangerous thoughts. If we face him, we only need to make some insignificant assists... So we mainly need to arrange Bai Hua. There is no problem with his personality, but his temper is still Same as before."

"As for the method of arranging him... My friend, you may have known about the Hollow Knight. Do you still remember the branch line of saving the larva?"

"He may not be obedient."

"No, he will... Remember those nightmares? They are larvae waiting for him to save."

he said slowly.

"So, we didn't intend to kill him. Training him and killing him are two different things. You can also score clearly. You can't avenge yourself publicly."

"Huh? Well, I got it."

She doesn't want to conflict with him, he is almost the spokesperson of [Abyss] now, and now with Abigail's support, he is a great creature who is so strong that he is exceptionally strong.

If he wasn't locked up in a small black room, he should be counseled or should be counseled.

"Do you really understand?"

"It's not just me who understands, I think Miss Yuge who is opposite also understands."

She must have heard well.

Niyali smiled ambiguously, and then waved to Yog.

"Come here, miss, why are you standing there?"

The first time I felt that a guy like Nyarlathotep could be cute, at least this time she gave a pretty good step.

"Have you nothing to say?"

When Yog sat down, Niyari pushed his arm again, and glanced back and forth between the two of them with interest.

"From what you said, it seems that there is indeed..."

We can't go on like this, can we?

He scratched his head and looked up at the sky. Another few minutes passed.

"I said... Yog."

He looked at the sky, as if thinking about something.

"Thank you very much for your help...and..."

If he likes Alice because of "setting", then what is he to Yog?

And Yog to him?