Dominate the world in three weeks?

A small village near Postwall Forest, sparsely populated and few outsiders.

Because it is next to a big city, even the mercenaries who come and go will not choose to pass by here, so even relying on the natural cornucopia of the White Bone Tower Forest, the village is still closed, most of the people living here rely on farming, and Collecting wild fruits at the edge of the forest is self-sufficient, which also makes them conservative and repelling outsiders.

Except for the occasional adventurer who came to the village by the wrong way, no one else has settled here for several years, so a small building at the end of the village has become the object of the villagers' discussion and rejection for ten years—— The mother and son living there were the last family to live here.

The small building was built a long time ago. When the construction started, people thought it was a summer house built by some noble lord.The villagers had never seen any big people, and they were very excited at the thought of nobles visiting this small place, but in the end only a woman came in with a baby and a servant.

The woman is very beautiful, with blond hair, and often wears a delicate white dress. Such clean and tidy fabrics are beyond the luxury of those farmers who work in the fields.At the beginning, people respected her very much, thinking that she was a noble lady who came to the countryside to cultivate, but as time went by, everyone gradually realized that something was wrong.

——At the end of the village lived a shameless and abandoned slut.

This kind of saying gradually spread among the village women.

Angus Allen grew up amidst such disgusting arguments.He has never seen the tall and handsome father that his mother said, so he became a wild child with "unknown father". He did not get any care from the role of father, but he had to bear great humiliation for such a person.

As for his gentle and cowardly mother... He did resent her once, but this resentment is meaningless now.

Angus pushed open the creaking iron door with the bamboo basket containing herbs on his back.This small building has experienced ten years of wind and rain, and it has long been dilapidated, like a large stubborn stone, standing on the spot with an ugly posture.

—How similar it is to my stupid mother.

Angus sneered and stepped up to the second floor.

It is not an exaggeration to describe the first floor as a house with four walls. Angus and his mother did not have any childbirth, and they were penniless. The old servant who followed them in the early years had long since left. Apart from selling the things in the house, Angus could not think of anything else. means of subsistence.

But the second floor still maintains a delicate and luxurious dress——Angus' mother is still looking forward to her lover's reappearance, so how can she tolerate that she has lost her beauty?

Angus walked into the last bedroom at the end of the corridor, and his mother was lying on the big bed covered by white gauze curtains, skinny and vicissitudes of life, with a pair of eyes set in a shriveled face, it was too big to be ridiculous.

No matter how unwilling she was, the woman had already been tormented by years and illnesses, and her skeleton-like body was sunk deep in the soft bed, like a corpse placed in a coffin.

In fact, she was indeed not far from death.

Angus approached the woman, and the little sound he made when he stepped on the yellowed plush carpet was like thunder, making the woman turn her head suddenly.

"Angus, my child, why are you dressed in such an outrageous way? If your father sees it, he won't like you."

"No one will see, and there is no father." Angus walked to the bedside, biting his accent and showing a malicious smile.

After hearing Angus's words, the pupils of the woman's blurred eyes suddenly contracted. After a long time, she seemed to wake up from a dream, showing a look of loss and pain.

"Yes, your father is not here, he is not here now..." the woman murmured.

"No, mother, he never showed up. He abandoned you." Angus continued to smile, and the malice disappeared without a trace as his smile deepened. Angus now looks Sweet like a carefree child, but he uttered venomous language. "You're going to die, mother, and the man still doesn't show up, and you'll never see him again."

The woman's body was trembling with Angus' words, and a mouthful of blood was spit out from her mouth soon. Angus grabbed a corner of the bed sheet and helped the woman wipe off the blood: "Look, you put your own The face is all dirty."

The woman suddenly raised her hand and grabbed Angus' wrist. Her long and hard nails dug deep into Angus's flesh, and the white arm soon left winding bloodstains.

"You hate me! You hate me!" The woman shouted with all her strength, but her voice was like a broken bellows, weak and panting.

Angus seemed to feel no pain, and let the woman hold him tightly: "I don't hate you anymore, mother, I hated you for so many years, but you are going to die."

"No, you hate me...you should hate me!" The woman's voice gradually lowered, and she coughed a few times. She didn't know whether it was because of this action or something, and tears came from the corners of her eyes. "I'm sorry for you, Angus, I'm sorry for you..."

The woman seemed to have returned to normal in an instant, she reached under her pillow with trembling hands, and took out a portrait made of a small gemstone.

There is no male or female in the portrait, with his head bowed, his hands clasped, and a pair of half-open wings behind his back. This is a statue enshrined by the Illuminati Church.

The woman handed the statue in front of Angus: "Take it, my child. Take it, it will bless you. You are right, I am going to die... I am going to die, you still have a long time to go." A long life, go to church, or go to Saning Pale, it's up to you."

"It's up to you..." The woman's voice became very soft, and Angus almost thought that she was going to die like this, but her eyes suddenly grew bigger. "No! No! Go to Shannen Payer, you go to Shannen Payer! You bring him back to me, I want to see him!!"

With a stern and broken sound, the woman suddenly lost her breath.

Angus didn't seem to realize that she was dead, and held his bleeding wrist indifferently. A golden light came out from his palm, and the wound disappeared under the light after a while.

He has a rare talent for bright magic, and because of this, he stumbled and lived until he was ten years old.

The woman lost her mind long ago during the year after year of waiting, and sometimes became agitated, completely ignoring Angus' safety and abusing her.Angus always kept silent, let the woman finish beating and scolding, and hid from the house with blood all over his body to heal his wounds.

The villagers had seen his terrible appearance many times, so new rumors spread again——at the end of the village, there lived a crazy woman, and the crazy woman had a child who looked like a ghost.

Now, this mad woman really ended her life as a madman.

Still smiling brilliantly, Angus stretched out his hand and pulled down the white gauze curtain, which fluttered down and covered the woman's body, covering her terrifying face.

Angus Allen clenched the statue in his hand, got up and left the deadly bedroom.

Of course he will go to Shannenpels, he will definitely go to Shannenpels.

The person who deprived him of his happiness, the person who occupied his happiness... He wants everyone to pay for his misfortune in the past ten years!

This ghost-like child faces the bright sunshine outside the house.

And when someone made up his mind to set off, Terrence and his party finally returned to the imperial capital.