The Endless Shuttle

"Just separate a few beasts and guard the perimeter of the castle to prevent them from escaping. You are here to monitor and protect Miss Ilia. Later, it will be a touching mother-daughter reunion program, which will help you to feel human feelings more clearly. Then give me a report of 20,000 words, which will be very helpful for your subsequent actions."

"……Ok."

Low-key is the kingly way. If you show off enough, you will be honest and lurking. The secret treasure in the burial institution, the "Catholic of the Stomach", even Luo Pei feels a bit troublesome. Even if you make big news, even if the enemy has a "friend" like Mei Lian, he will not be able to protect him.

There are many unreasonable things in this world where "concepts" are always used to talk, and there are many unreasonable things, many...

"How to adjust the feelings, think about it, and then throw away the boring family responsibilities and the people who harmed you. You are my lovely hostage now. You only need to be reunited with your mother in tears. The happiness in the future will be because of me. It was the murderer who killed your father and was blemish, but this is not a reason to give it up."

The black-haired youth disappeared in the shadow of the castle, no matter how panicked and feared the magicians were, only death was waiting for them.

Death is one of the most efficient ways to handle things, and Rope firmly believes that.

Falos watched his owner leave, and rarely spoke to Ilia.

"Little Miss, my master resurrected your mother, and even more so for your mother’s wish, he did not hesitate to come to Germany from Japan in the extreme east, and also called me and my subordinates to help you. I hope you can understand the hatred and kindness. Big and small, the dead in wars are force majeure. No one is kind enough to use his own life to achieve others."

The monster said something rare, thanks to Rope's request just now.

"..."

Ilia did not reply, she was still in the confusion of her brain.

The silver-haired girl looked particularly helpless at this time.

But after thinking about the news of her mother's coming, the girl couldn't help but look at the empty castle gate.

There has never been a time when Illiath Phil, like this moment, is so eager for her mother's embrace and comfort, as well as to solve her own doubts.

If Mom is really alive...

Chapter 91—Mother and Daughter

Alice Phil was walking in the forest.

Accompanied by members of the cult, stepping on the slightly damp soil, an increasingly familiar sight came into her eyes, causing the heart of the doll who had gained a second life to beat involuntarily.

After all, it is a place where I have lived for a long time, even if the blood flowing in the body no longer belongs to Einzbern, memory is not that good to deceive. The past involuntarily appeared in her mind, disturbing her heart because of the upcoming meeting of her daughter.

——The unpleasant smell drifted over.

Among the members of the order, Mary, the blonde female who had a relationship with one another, stopped and walked to Alice Phil and whispered.

"Miss, for your sake, it's better to close your eyes in front."

"Huh?" Alice Phil looked suspicious.

"There is a corpse. I'm afraid it's a corpse you don't want to see."

Mary explained briefly.

Without giving Alice Phil time to accept it, everyone turned in front of a tall and tall old tree in front of Einzbern Castle, and the open space outside the castle was caught in the eyes of the silver-haired doll.

——!

The blood is all blood and corpses.

The tribe of Einzbern, humanoids, and even the "Grandpa Ahad" whom she once feared and respected fell to the ground and lost his head.

Alice Phil instantly covered her mouth in horror.

How could... what happened? !

On the way home, Alice Phil had naively thought that it would be great if it was just a quarrel or a simple fight that was just enough to solve the problem.

But apparently Rope's remarks meant much more than that.

Is this... the path I chose...

Alice Phil forced herself to lower her head, not to look at the terrible corpses, her shoulders trembling with fear.

"Are you okay?"

Mary's face was as usual, and compared to the coldness of her fellow church members, this woman was more humane.

The rest of the heretics didn't bother to care about Alice Phil's situation. In their eyes, the silver-haired doll was just a toy for the Great Mystic Master, and there was no need to respect it.

Silent, for a long while, Alice Phil shook his head.

"...I'm fine, thank you."

The shaking of her shoulders gradually stopped, as if she had crossed a barrier that was difficult to cross, she took a deep breath of the blood mixed with air. The red pupil was still painful, but incredibly firm.

The silver-haired doll took the initiative to walk forward, walking among the corpses of the former tribe.

If this can save Ilia... Please forgive me, Grandpa Ahad...

After all, in the hearts of the former human beings, the weight of the daughter has overcome the dead husband, the mission of the family, and her grandfather-this is her mother's instinct.

The closer you are to the main entrance of the familiar castle, the harder Alice Phil's mood can be restrained.

She felt that her daughter, Elia, could not be wrong with that wonderful feeling.

The half-open door was pushed open with all my strength, and the darkness in the castle was completely driven away under the summer sun, and the stale air brought a warm smell.

A young girl with the same silver hair and red eyes, very similar to her, was standing in the middle of the castle, staring blankly at her who opened the door.

"Ilia..."

Alice Phil's thinking went blank.

She didn't care about anything, she rushed, ran to Yi Liya's side, and before her daughter could react, she violently embraced her in her arms.

Tears soaked Yi Liya's profile face.

"Mother……?"

Eliya couldn't help but stretched out her hand and stroked her mother's face.

The warm touch is unique to the feeling of living beings.

"...Is it really a mother? Illiya is not dreaming, is she?"

"Uh-huh!"

Alice Phil's voice was crying.

"Sorry, mom left you alone for so long. Sorry, Illya. Mom is back now and will never leave!"