Allen and his little bones [Western Fantasy]

It felt very strange, like you were lying on someone's roof, punched a hole through the ceiling, and stuck your head into someone's house.

Eli’s perspective is from top to bottom. He saw the warm and bright cabin below. Two people who can only see the top of their hair are sitting on the sofa in the center of the room. They are very close to each other. There was a cradle bed, and the cradle was being pushed gently, and Eli could barely see a corner of it when the cradle was out of the range of the two of them.

And even if only one corner is seen, it is not difficult to see the exquisiteness of the cradle.

Its frame is painted with complicated and beautiful patterns, and the frame is vaguely made of some kind of precious metal, and its beautiful luster can be seen from such a long distance.

Eli's gaze was attracted by the pattern on the cradle, but he couldn't help but drift to the two people beside him.

He paid a lot of attention to their hair color.

That was clearly the female side, with blonde hair.

Exactly like his.

"Is it you?" Eli asked in his heart, but he didn't dare to say the name he thought of.

He couldn't help but want to continue to poke down a little bit, hoping that the woman could raise her head up so that he could see her face clearly.

But the woman was concentrating on taking care of the child in the cradle. Because she was concerned about the cradle, she not only didn't raise her head, but lowered her head even lower.

An unreasonable sense of anxiety swept over Eli's heart. He desperately wanted to lean down, trying to create a little movement that could attract the attention of the two, but just when he finally broke through the limit and was about to struggle in front of the two , the liquid that was suspended above the hut before suddenly poured down, and the dark water submerged the hut in the blink of an eye, and Eli was forced to drift with the current for a long time. However, there still seems to be no end to the bottom, making him continue to fall.

...until it was caught by a pair of powerful arms.

"...!"

Eli opened his eyes suddenly, and a face looking down at him was reflected in his still blurred vision.

"Are you dreaming?"

Alan's voice rang in his ears, and Eli stared at Alan for a long time, until the other's face changed from blurred to clear, and then he blinked.

"...Mmm." He responded in a low voice, feeling that he woke up after sleeping, but his whole body still seemed exhausted, and he didn't want to move at all for the time being.

The arms supporting him adjusted his posture manually, and Alan's voice was helpless: "You like to roll out of the bed when you dream."

"Well."

"Don't you want to move?"

Although it was a bit embarrassing to be asked directly by Allen, Eli nodded his head: "A little bit."

He answered truthfully.

Then Allen seemed to sigh slightly.

"Then cooperate with me a little bit, okay?" The black-haired young man said, "Either you come over again, or lie back on the bed, relying on my arm alone, I can only hold you for a while, you will fall,"

"...?"

What will fall?

The brain that was still dull when he just woke up noticed that there seemed to be something wrong. Eli turned his head. When he found that his angle of view was too different from that before going to bed, and his lying position was also a bit wrong, he finally remembered. To look down.

Then he had an epiphany why Alan didn't stand up straight for a long time.

In his dream, he was struggling to get closer to the two people in the room, and when he tried to thump his limbs, in reality he was obviously also shaking on the bed.

After all, the size of the single bed is limited, and Eli's entire upper body has fallen out of the bed with this struggle. It was Allen's arms that stretched out in time to serve as a human frame for him, supporting his body underneath. That's why he didn't end up waking himself up.

Right now, he is still lying on Allen's arm,

...And he said without shame that he didn't want to move, and he was very suspicious of relying on the other's arm.

"I... I'm sorry." Eli hurriedly tried to lighten Allen's load, but his current posture was not easy to exert strength, and there was no support around him.

The closest support to him is Allen.

"It's okay." Allen said while motioning to Eli to support himself, "You didn't mean it, and I don't mind catching you like this."

These words were naturally kind, but in Eli's ears, it made him a little more embarrassed.

Although the black-haired youth gave two options, Eli can go further or go back to bed, but in Eli's view, the first option is not in his consideration at the moment.

As soon as he got back to bed with Alan's help, he couldn't help but apologized to Alan again and thanked him for his help.

"Don't be so polite with me." Allen retracted his hand and rubbed Eli's head.

While waiting for Eli to regain his composure, he turned around and poured a glass of water, and handed the glass of water with the right temperature to Eli.

After taking two sips from the cup, Eli exhaled slowly, looking calmer. Alan sat down on a chair beside him, and then asked about his dream.

This embarrassment came at a good time. Eli's brain was originally filled with the content of the dream, and he was inevitably a little depressed. After the embarrassment and embarrassment, he recalled the dream again, but Together with the promise that Allen made to him at first, "I will be there before going to bed and after waking up", I remembered it together.

The companionship and comfort from the black-haired youth is exactly offset by the annoyance brought about by the mystery of his life experience, and even tends to faintly overwhelm the latter.

Eli's mood was much relieved, and he relayed the content of the dream in an orderly manner. He and Alan quickly extracted the main points of the dream's information.

"Do you think they are likely to be your parents, and the woman pushing the cradle with her head down is Jiu Lisa?"

Because it is still difficult for Eli to say phrases such as "my mother", but whenever he encounters a sentence that needs to be summed up with such words, Allen will speak for him first.

"I can't think of any other possibility." After nodding his head, Eli said, "I didn't dream much in the past, and I rarely dreamed of things that were completely untraceable in reality. Listening to them discuss how to deal with danger, I get a little... sympathetic anxiety."

Allen then sorted out the main points of the information—Julisa and Eli's father was in crisis back then, and had to send the children away as a last resort. From the place where Eli grew up and the last related dream, it can be seen that Eli was born from Jiulisa took the one sent to Anqiluo, while Eli's father and Jiulisa split up and went to the end of the land during this period.

"...the land of the end."

Bringing up the last key term, Allen said it softly.

"What happened to the land of the end?"

Hall's voice suddenly broke into the topic. This senior who was elusive didn't go through the main entrance and walked through the wall. He came out from the wall next to the window, with a puzzled and curious expression on his face. I am very concerned about the familiar vocabulary.

Because of Hall's participation, Eli repeated the new clue he got from the dream again. After listening to Hall, he touched his chin and leaned casually against the wall he just passed through: "So Come, wait for you to go to the main hall again, and after the elders personally teach you the conversion control technique, we have to set off for the end land immediately."

"Yes." Eli nodded slightly, and glanced at Allen.

If it wasn't for Hall's inadvertent reminder, Eli would have almost forgotten about the teaching of control skills. He was in a daze before leaving the main hall today, and Alan almost became his "external spokesperson".

The blond young man reflected for a moment on his extra trouble today, Allen, but Allen's eyes fell on Hall.

Although this naturally optimistic senior still behaved the same as before, as if he was very happy to be able to go to the end, but Allen could feel that the other party's expectations for going to the end had actually weakened. A little more imperceptible hesitation.

...and it is the same name that makes the other party full of hope and hesitation.

Lawrence Val, who was confined to the end and could not leave.

But regardless of whether Hall, who has learned the prophecy, can face Lawrence freely now, the Land of the End has become one of the places that Allen and Eli must go to.

More than 30 years ago, Eli's father was very likely to have visited the Land of the End. Lawrence has been entrenched in the Land of the End for hundreds of years. It can be said that he knows that place well. Having met Eli's father, he may even know the identity of the other party, and the predicament that the other party and Jiu Lisa faced back then.

Eli has absorbed enough power from Alan, and arrived at the main hall of the undead on time the next day to receive guidance on transforming skills. When he entered the side hall alone with his temporary mentor, Alan could only wait for him outside. Elder Riu sent Alan a notepad with an old cover.

"This is?"

"It's the notebook left by Jiulisa back then." Elder Yuliu said, "I just searched for it with a glimmer of hope, to see if she still left something that I could give to her child as a memory. I didn’t expect to find one of them—this book should have been left when I made the conversion record, and it contained her conversion experience and a photo.”

Because he still had something to go out for a while, and he would not return to the Hall of the Undead Lord for a few days, Yuriu handed the notepad to Allen and asked him to pass it to Eli.

When Eli came out of the hall with the temporary tutor and showed Alan his training results, Alan gave him the notepad as a gift.

"I occasionally feel despicable in the past two days." Eli, who was flipping through the notepad, said softly to Allen.

"why?"

Allen felt that the word "despicable" had nothing to do with the other party, so he frowned.

Eli caught this frown just in time, roughly guessing Alan's thoughts, he smiled slightly, and moved a little more towards Alan.

The notepad was always open on the page with Jiulisa's photo, and Eli carefully stroked the face of a young woman on it, then he turned his head and rested his head on Alan's shoulder.

"They're in trouble, and that trouble could even be life-threatening."

Allen heard Eli's voice drifting over his shoulder in a low voice, the other's lips were not far from his neck, and the fine air of his breath fell on his skin.

"But when I realized that I was forced to give up by them, and they sent me away for my safety, I was a little... happy."

It turned out that he was not a burden that was left behind at birth.

Great.