Ultra: Heroes Don't Ask Where They Come From

Resentment, resentment, resentment.

Resentment, resentment, resentment.

Kill, freeze to death, burn to death, blow to death, poison to death, torture to death, dismemberment to death, imprisonment to death, tearing to death...

In some unknown place, endless whispers are echoing.

This hatred will not change for thousands of years, and this resentment will not disappear for tens of thousands of years.

Earth, Earth, Ace, Ace, Light, Light, Ultraman, Ultraman...

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--

To this day, the fragments of the Yabo people's resentment left and scattered throughout the universe are still roaring, their voices are immortal, and their resentment is getting deeper.

Love will become weaker and weaker with use, but hatred will become stronger and stronger.

Just keep going, keep hating.

Sooner or later, it will appear. No matter who it is, someone will find these fragments, and then be possessed by resentment, becoming the successor of the infinite hatred of the Yabo people. Once again, shout for the super beast to appear.

And until then, the fragments continue to hate.

..........

"King Mulgrew is sitting..."

"Well, probably waiting for pedestrians."

“Waiting for pedestrians?”

Noel knelt on the seat with his knees, holding on to the seat with his hands to stabilize himself, and looked at the sitting King Mulgrew. There was a whole shadow under the sitting big guy.

Thanks to the angle of the sunlight, the shadow covered the weak, pitiful and helpless grass and flowers, but did not cover the road. Seeing the off-road vehicle and the two little men on it driving out of the city, King Muggle made a simple and slight cry, as if he was breathing out of his mouth.

"Wow... This is the first time I've been greeted by a Mulgrew King other than 'Sky' and 'Pyle'."

Seeing King Mulgrew, Noel's spirits perked up a lot. He waved to King Mulgrew tentatively. King Mulgrew looked at the car getting farther and farther away from him and Noel waving, and raised his hand and waved back, looking even a little cute.

"Uncle, he waved at us!"

"Your eyesight is very good..."

However, Xia Long’s focus is different.

Of course, King Muguru himself is unscientific.

"Does the Mulgrew king usually live near a city?"

"Yes, because from the beginning, King Mulgrew is... well, a good friend of the Iin people. We live together. King Mulgrew is a very gentle animal. In the past, he appeared as a messenger of God. The story says that the first country that came into contact with King Mulgrew was a very ancient kingdom. King Mulgrew lived between the mountains and forests. After living there for a long time, King Mulgrew gradually lived with the Iin people. In terms of food, we also give King Mulgrew precious metals. He eats almost all kinds of metals. But we Iin people can eat meat or vegetables, so we don't care at all."

Noel said slightly excitedly.

"There are also Muguru kings who still live in uninhabited mountains. They are basically isolated from the outside world. Even if they can communicate, they don't seem willing to come out."

The isolated Mulgrew Kings live in remote areas. It is said that in the past, climbers, campers or travelers could often observe the traces of the ancient Mulgrew Kings. However, over a period of time, the more ancient Mulgrew Kings in the wild rarely appear in the eyes of the world.

"Can we communicate?"

Noel nodded, then shook his head. He carefully got back on the SUV, even though Xia Long slowed down for his safety. After he got back on, he said, "Not everyone can do it. It seems that only a few people can do it. Most people can only tell King Mulgrew's emotions from his barking, but they can't understand what it means."

Although I have almost given up at this point, isn't there something magical about the animal conversations?

No, I was confused by the Fate series, so the wording was wrong, it has a bit of a magical meaning.

If it is said that King Muguru is extremely intelligent and uses text to communicate because his pronunciation system is different, then it is understandable. After all, with such a large body, his head must be many times larger than that of humans. It is understandable that he has high intelligence, but...

"Communication means, how do you communicate?"

"Just by talking?"

Noel spoke again in a confused and brisk voice, apparently not understanding what Xia Long's question meant.

After all, in Noel's opinion, these things are natural.

Xia Long made up a story:

"Nothing, I just suddenly wanted to communicate with King Mulgrew. After all, not everyone can talk to King Mulgrew, and it would be a pity."

"Don't you think so, Noel? Suddenly, I can hear the gossips of the birds flying in the sky, and understand the neighing of horses to complain about the taste of hay, and what is the meaning of the roar of King Mulgrew."

"Even when I'm playing outside, I can just whistle and the birds will fly to my fingers. Isn't it wonderful to communicate with all things like that?"

"That's right..."

I don't know what kind of imagination Xia Long's sweet words have instilled in Noel. Anyway, Noel seems to be very happy to enter into imagination from Xia Long's words. Noel's face shows a sense of longing and happiness that is easy to understand.

To be honest, what Xia Long said was also what he thought about when he was a child.

When he was in school, because he sat next to the window and there were birds outside, elementary school student Xia Long even thought about spreading grains on the layer outside the window to attract the birds, so as to achieve the purpose of taming or attracting the birds. In the future, he could hold the birds on his arms and play with them, which would be so cool.

Of course, I never really realized this fantasy, but it is exciting to imagine if I could have a small animal like a crow or a pigeon as a companion that would tremble slightly in the palm of my hand at my command.

King Mulgrew sat quietly in the same place, his eyes sometimes looking towards the city, sometimes looking towards the distance and the sky, looking like a child sitting there in a daze.

"It's going to be a long drive from now on. If we estimate the distance, it will take at least three hours, right?"

"This is the first time I've been out for so long. Although it's common for Ian people to travel around after they become adults, I've never gone too far." Noel said excitedly, leaning on the edge of the window.

"There will be plenty of opportunities in the future, so we might as well do it now."

Although we had just met for less than a week, we had an incredibly wide range of topics to talk about.

This is because the two parties are too unfamiliar with each other, which leads to the fact that they can constantly find things they don't know from the information leaked in each paragraph and thus get new topics, and Noel's conversational mood is constantly stimulated by Xia Long's questions and answers. A good listener will certainly make the narrator more willing to talk about things.

"Come to think of it, I've had this feeling since the beginning. Uncle, your way of speaking is so strange."

"Have it?"

"It feels like he speaks in a very elderly way, or in a very direct and simple way. There's always a feeling..." Noel picked his words carefully, trying to find the right words, "It's like I've learned to speak for many years, but finally lost my memory and had to start all over again!"

"That's a really strange metaphor..."

Xia Long laughed at Noel's metaphor.

He is now able to speak Ian without any instruction, but in fact in his eyes he is no different from when he speaks Chinese.

Before he traveled through time, he had no talent for a second language, and his English was very low-level when he was a student.

He was also very confused as to why this happened to him...