Mamon Youth Development Program

That happened many years ago.

At that time, Mammon was still called Viper, and he was still a little-known little guy.

He stood up, with wounds from the raging flames on his body.There were fires all around him, and the scorching breath rushed towards his face. He was panting violently, and sweat continued to flow down his cheeks.

It hurt so much that he could barely concentrate and think.

His teacher's voice echoed around her as she asked, "Viper, what does the flame look like?"

Viper tried his best to recall the flame he felt, that temperature, that color, but he still couldn't judge the difference between the flame in front of him and the real one.He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, trying to concentrate.The flames in front of him were all Umbrella's illusion, and it was just an assessment. He absolutely didn't want to see the disappointed look on that woman's face.He absolutely——will not allow anyone to underestimate him casually.

The flames still didn't die down, and he still didn't find any openings.

Viper stood where he was, and suddenly felt a cold flash in his mind.There was no longer any fire in his mind, but a world of ice and snow.

Viper opened his hands, and with him as the center, a pile of ice blocks appeared around him.The ice isolated the flame, and Viper opened his eyes, seeing that the flame could no longer approach him.The illusion dissipated, Viper touched his arm, and there was no trace of the burnt place just now.

He looked up and saw that Ambra was sitting on an exquisite armchair that came out of nowhere, smiling leisurely, and said to him, "Although it's not a standard answer, you are qualified."

The original Viper breathed a sigh of relief, and only then did he feel the pain in the depths of his mind due to the lack of mental power.

From that day on, ice became his best illusion.

For Mamon, Ambra has a special meaning. It is she who made him understand his own talent, and it is she who made him step by step towards the number one position in the world.

It was Ambra's years of teaching that created the former Viper.

Although Mamon has never felt that he has any affection for this woman.

It's just that he couldn't believe that the woman who was extremely powerful in his childhood would disappear like that, and he didn't even know life or death.

At this moment, Viper looked at the old woman standing in the distance. Her hair had turned white and her mental strength was unbelievably weak. This posture made him doubt his own judgment for a moment, but he Immediately affirmed that judgment.

It is impossible for him to admit that this is Ambra, and this is the first time he has seen her in such a mess.

"Ambra." Mamon called out, and the old woman who had stopped moving her hands as soon as she saw him stared at him for a while, with a kind smile on her face.

"Ah... Whose child is this, so cute~" Mamon shuddered at this tone, and still insisted on calling: "Ambra."

"Where are your parents? Are you lost? Do you want me to get some milk to drink? It's delicious~"

"Ambra."

"Who is this calling? Your family name?"

"Ambra."

"..."

"Ambra."

"... Heh!" Ambra put away her kind smile and replaced it with the leisurely and lazy smile that Mamun was more familiar with.She propped her head on one hand, she seemed to be a little helpless and distressed, but her eyes were soft and warm: "You are still so sharp, if my enemy is like you, then I will be in danger, don't you think so? Viper. She squinted her eyes and called out softly, "My disciple."

"Hmph." Mamon smiled, and the old weight in his heart disappeared. He looked at Ambra nostalgicly, realized those different things, and immediately frowned, speaking with concern. "You're getting weak, Umbra. What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's just that the dream that is the origin of the illusion has been completely destroyed." Ambra shrugged, and her relaxed posture made people feel that what she experienced was just a trivial matter, and she herself didn't care at all .She tapped her cheeks, squinted her eyes and looked at Mamon carefully, a gleam flashed in her eyes. "Also, haven't you become much weaker?"

After a moment of seriousness, she smiled and raised her hands to make a comparison, and said with a smile: "Especially at the height of this one side~"

For a moment, Mamon really wanted to shut up the mouth of the woman in front of him, is he a baby now?Now it's a baby!After the curse is lifted, he will definitely be able to climb up a few levels, but everyone who is short in him should cry, especially Li Baoen and the tallest Verdi!

Before Mamon could take action, Ambra had already put down the things in his hands, turned around and pushed open the door of the house, pointing to the room. "Well, let's sit down and have a good talk."

The interior layout is no different from that of ordinary houses. Mamon looked around, except for a delicate old wooden box placed on the counter that was the same as before, he could not find any trace of the luxurious house that Ambra used to be.The one that caught his attention the most was a crib on the left side of the house.

Here in Ambra... there is actually a child here?

Mammon floated over the crib, looking down at the baby.

Only some green hair grew on the baby's head, the short ones more like animal fluff.He was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed at the moment, and the green inverted triangles under the corners of his eyes were particularly vivid on his pink face.More importantly, Mamun could feel an innate talent for illusion from this child. He used his own eyes to identify it, and found that this child's talent was exactly the same as his own.

"This is...?" Mamon asked, subconsciously pressing the inverted triangle on his face with his fingers.

Perhaps feeling his gaze, the baby opened his eyes and looked at the complete stranger in front of him in confusion.That's when Mammon noticed that his eyes were green too.

"My grandson." Ambra came to Mamon's side, stretched out his finger and poked the inverted triangle on Fran's face. "His name is Fran. The birthmark on his face is very strange, isn't it? When I first saw it, I thought it was your offspring."

"This kid also has a talent for illusion. I originally planned to teach him illusion when he grows up. Although I have no ability, I have not forgotten the knowledge." Ambra found a place to sit down and watched with Mamon. "It just so happens that you are here, how is it? Do you want to consider helping me teach him? What I can give him now is only the theory, and it will be much better if you help him in the actual application."

Seeing that Ma Meng was about to speak, she, who was familiar with her disciple's personality, immediately added: "Don't talk about remuneration, just treat it as paying your original tuition."

Fran couldn't turn over yet, but kept turning his eyes back and forth between the two of them, and finally stretched out his hand to Mamon curiously, without crying or fussing, completely ignoring his biological grandmother standing aside, making Ambra shook her head and sighed, lamenting that her fate was too bad to have such a grandson who turned to others.

Mamon looked at Fran, thinking that this would be a very good child, and felt that there was no loss in agreeing, so he nodded in agreement.

Ambra suddenly pursed her lips into a smile, stepped forward to take off the props Mamun was carrying, and lifted his hat.She still has some understanding of some things between the two siblings.

The short indigo hair was loose and soft. Ambra was a little disappointed that she didn't see her masterpiece, so she continued to lift Mamon's bangs to look at those eyes.

"...Although it's not as pretty as I remembered, but it's much cuter. Well... because I'm a child now."

After receiving the props thrown by Ambra, Mamon watched her walk towards the cabinet and asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"

"It's just confirming something." Thinking of the shiny silver chain she saw around the baby's neck, Ambra smiled and placed the wooden box in front of Mamun. "...You've already been there."

"...! How do you...!?"

Without any explanation to the shocked Mamun, Ambra lowered his eyes and opened the wooden box.

Mamon froze.

There are two oval indigo gemstones in the box, which are exactly what he left behind in that era and in the hands of his two disciples.

"...Is this one of the reasons why you accepted me as a disciple in the first place?"

"That's right." Ambra nodded affirmatively. "Although it is mainly because of your talent, I also want to confirm whether you are the person the ancestors wanted to find."

Mamun picked up the two gems, which he now had just enough baby hands to hold.

One is engraved with "I love you" and the other is engraved with "I miss you so much".

Those two children from many years ago wanted to leave him countless things, but in the end they only chose to leave these six words.Because they discovered that no matter how many things are left behind in the end, there are only these six words that are conveyed to the other party.

Mamon sighed softly, showing a light but warm smile.

He remembered a lot.

"There is one more thing." Interrupting Mamun's memory, Ambra, who was not winking, took out a small box from the side and opened it in front of Mamun. Inside was a small section of pure white human bone. "I found Carlo. He died for a long time, leaving only scattered bones. I buried him and brought back a small finger bone and put it away."

With that said, a malicious smile appeared on her face. "Every time I see it, I think of his miserable death, and I feel so good."

Before Mamun had time to feel sad, he was rendered speechless by Ambra's smile.

"Then, I'll go first." Putting on the hood and props again, Mamon walked out the door while talking.

The indigo gem was put back on his chest.

Ambra chuckled and patted her grandson who was watching Mamun's departure. Finally, she handed over the things left by her ancestors to those who should give them.

"According to seniority, you should call him uncle~ but...he is still the master of my ancestors, and now everything is messed up."

She stretched out her finger and poked the turquoise inverted triangle on Fran's face, but Fran's attention was still on the direction where Mamon left.

"What? Do you also think it's funny that the marks on your two faces are similar? Or do you also think that child's eyes are really cute?"

Beside the fountain of pacifiers, Mamun frowned and watched the instrument in front of him emit a burst of intense light, and then fell silent after spitting out a few pieces of paper.

"Is this a failure?" he asked.

Verti's voice came from the pin he was wearing. Over the years, Verti's performance on the pin has been upgraded again and again, in addition to the text layout, it also has a voice function.

"That's right, it seems that this path is not going to work either. Viper, take those papers back and I'll analyze them again."

"I see." Mamon put away the few sheets of paper without looking at them. He had long understood that only scientists like Verdy could understand those weird formulas.

"...Viper." Verdy was silent for a while. "Did something happen to you?"

"What happened? Mmm~ It's something good."

"Is that so..." The voice over there became smaller and smaller, and the last mechanical prompt sounded, obviously the connection had been disconnected.

Mammon was puzzled, and Verti seemed to be getting more and more strange.

However, as long as his knowledge is still there, to be honest, it would be much easier to have such a scientist to help with research, and I actually think that guy can be trusted.

It's just that he never actively disconnected, and he doesn't know why.

Mamon shook his head, even if something happened, it had nothing to do with him, he didn't need to worry about that scientist at all, Verdi would naturally take care of himself.

Mamon didn't care about the parts of the instruments over there, and stopped the ability to activate for the experiment.

But the pacifier on his breast still glowed, and the indigo light grew brighter beside the pacifier fountain.

Mammon immediately understood that since he didn't activate his own ability, the pacifier's glow could only mean one thing—the Rainbow Son was nearby.

Certainly not someone who already knew his true identity, so who could it be?

There was a slight sound from the bushes behind him, and Mamun knew that he couldn't avoid it, so he turned around and faced that direction.

He himself didn't know what it was based on, but he did already know who the person who would come out of there would be.

A red shadow appeared from the bushes, and the baby appeared in front of him with a pacifier that glowed red, and his eyes were locked on him from the beginning, as if he rushed over in a hurry.

"... Feng." Mamon said, puzzled that he could guess that it was this person, maybe it was because of the accumulated understanding of him in those days?

In Mamon's impression, Feng is a gentle but talkative person. I don't know why he always likes to use Mamon as the object of his Italian practice, and he will say a lot of inexplicable words every time, which will be passed to Mamon's ears. At most, there are only a few fragmented key words left.Mamon opened his mouth, and found that he didn't know what to say, and the person on the opposite side was not as nagging as before, and he didn't say a word from the beginning to now.

In the end, he could only say "Long time no see".

But the person on the other side still didn't have any answer.

Without saying a word, Feng raised his feet and walked towards Mamon, his eyes still did not deviate, and the usual smile disappeared from his face.This kind of quietness and this kind of staring made Mamon feel a little depressed and inexplicably embarrassed, so he simply turned his eyes away from him.Just when he was considering whether it would be better for him to escape directly with illusion, Feng had already come in front of him and made a movement that stunned Mamun.

The red baby stretched out his hands and gently hugged the purple baby.

The eyes under Mammon's hood blinked helplessly, and Feng's soft words were very clear in his ears.

"Finally found you, Viper." As he said this, there was a natural smile on the corner of his lips, and there was joy in his voice that was lost and found.

"You, what are you doing!" Mamon subconsciously threw off the wind and floated into the air. The wind didn't use much force, so even he could break free.

And Feng looked at his hands, smiled, put on his usual posture again, and raised his head to look at Mamon with a smile. "haven't seen you for a long time."