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105, one hundred and five

His expression was too sure, but it was not the pride that was arrogant, but the reasonable judgment made after carefully weighing the strength of both parties. Such expression was undoubtedly more convinced by Brendan than his swearing promise. He even felt a little guilty. He didn't know much about it and couldn't help.

"Something needs you to do." The blood clan's voice rang again, and Brendan looked up quickly, and he was even happy about what he could do.

"What can I... do?"

"Keep quiet and be friendly, just like... the nightmare raised by the care center." Aresio said, Brendan blinked twice, and then twice. As he suddenly turned his head, Aresio accurately grabbed his horn.

"This is too difficult! I can't do it!" Nightmare wanted to shake his head and refuse, "I want me to be friendly to those humans and light creatures? Ha? Just kidding!"

Aresio firmly controlled his horns and spoke accurately.

"Don't you want to liberate your compatriots?"

The nightmare struggled suddenly stopped.

"This is not a task to compromise, to be precise, it is a high-risk task." Arecio told him the plan he had planned. "These people's momentum has not stopped. They need dark creatures to be more violent and threatening in public. You are doing this now, so they will not be moved to replace you."

Brendan seemed to understand something, change it...

"Yes, I think the nightmare in the farm should be the same as you, full of hatred for others. Once you become gentle, you can no longer create public opinion value for them. Since they can replace the original nightmare, of course they can also replace you." He said halfway through, smiling slightly, "But don't worry, I will go with you, so that I can naturally find the place of the farm."

That is, let the enemy send him into his base camp.

Brendan stopped struggling, and he was obviously moved by the plan.

"I can try..." he said with a little difficulty, "but I can't pretend to be cute..."

"It's okay, but the one you interact the most will be nerves... Ruzius, you will be made cute."

“…”

Aresio glanced at the time. Even with the help of his pupil, he could not stay any longer, so he said goodbye to Nightmare.

"The effect should be seen in a few days, and at most a week, they will be unable to hold back. But you can't just go back like this. It's very dangerous. I will come over at night and tell you how to use your power."

Nightmare has a unique dream shuttle ability, which can help Arecio hide in the dream and enter the farm together. Many inheritances are cut off ten thousand years later, and the public's default nightmare abilities are Unicorns and Black Flame. Even Delvey did not even get the dream ability at the beginning, but Arecio clearly remembers the way the nightmares ran in the dream ten thousand years ago.

——It is a fantasy and magnificent magnificent unlike werewolfs. At the end of fire and dreams, there are unicorn monsters with solemn expressions. Legend has it that when people hear their hooves, they will be invaded by nightmares at night. Nightmares devour their fears and create new nightmares before the arrival of a new night.

After Arecio ended his meeting with Nightmare, the surveillance in the corridor returned to normal. He quickly returned to the room and opened the door directly with his pupils, so that he could not leave any traces of visitors. However, as he saw that the display screen next to the door showed that there was a visitor here, and he didn't know who it was.

The door opened, and Aresio hid in the shadow. It was not until he saw the visitors clearly that he could rest assuredly "pa" on the table.

The wings are too small, so it's so tired to fly.

I was visiting me, and I thought I knew that he was here to find Aresio, but Aresio was not here, so he sat opposite the saint silently for a while. I was usually a person who could drive the atmosphere, but he really couldn't say anything in front of the saint. He felt that unless necessary, the other party did not want to communicate with others, so he waited obediently.

However, the saint took the initiative to speak to him.

"What do you think of the Southeast branch?"

At that moment, I almost thought that the other party had known his purpose. He was indeed coming for the Southeast branch. He discovered something terrible. Of course, he found Arecio at the first time. However, Arecio was not there, and the other party asked again, so I lowered my eyes and planned to say it.

"At the beginning, I had a high favor and confidence in the Southeast branch, which was almost all the people of the East, because I could remove those insects." His voice gradually became harder, "But I... discovered the terrible fact. Because it was so terrible, I confirmed it many times, and finally had to admit it desperately."

"I...maybe I can't save these people."

He blinked, and there was a talisman paper blocking him, but the saint seemed to still see through him. He felt a little familiar with him while being slightly afraid, as if he had been watched like this a long time ago. The master of this gaze put a heavy decision in front of him, asked him to make a decision, and then turned and left.

[You are the emperor's son, but the country is up to you.]

【Anyway, my plan will not change.】

The pain came from the heart. The decision that had been placed in front of him must have been very cruel. The pain even spread to the present moment. I looked up slightly and looked at the seemingly romantic but emotional eyes of the saint, which was empty.

Suddenly, a small black shadow was reflected in the eyes of the saint.

After the sound of the room door opening and closing automatically, Arecio landed on the table accurately. I don’t know if it was too round or the fluff was too slippery, but he rolled uncontrollably on the table, almost rolled over the table, knocked down the glass cup used by the Saint, and then plunged into the cup.

“…”

After a silence, it is very clear—

"puff."

Arecio, who felt his hair was a little wet, turned into a human form angrily, bursting his cup, and then staring at the two people. I quickly shook my head and said that it was not his own smile.

"I'm smiling." The saint spoke calmly.

Do you dare to admit it?

Aresio almost started fighting with him on the spot, but there was still a me in the room, so he just glared at the psycho who was obviously gloating and pulled a chair to sit down.

"Is there something wrong?" He is already very accustomed to the role of a close teacher. These children like to discuss or ask for advice on anything.

"...Well." I lowered my head. After seeing Arecio, he felt his eyes sore and almost cried. "I may...can't save the people here."

He held back his tears while talking.

"Everyone here has only one breath of life."

Each person has one breath of life, which is probably normal, but Arecio's expression gradually became solemn. He remembered the people who invaded the headquarters before. Everyone had insects on their bodies, showing two breaths of life, perfectly restrained by me, Lucy's soul butterfly could also cause huge damage to these insects, and now...

I'm afraid that the so-called "a breath of life" belongs to insects, so I feel so sad.

So, are those walking in distribution considered humans or insects?

"Areci, I can't save the person who has been completely devoured." I grabbed Arecio's sleeve and prayed, "Is there any way Areci?"

Because the Southeast Branch is close to several settlements of the East Branch, most of its members are from the East Branch. For me, the current situation is that his people are suffering and he has no ability to save them.

Aresio was silent for a while and shook his head slowly. His abilities themselves were mostly used for attack. He subconsciously looked at the neuropath. The neuropath's light magic is good at healing and repairing, but the neuropath also shook his head at him. Then these people are probably really helpless.

Finally, I couldn't help it anymore, hugged Arecio and burst into tears.

He hated the cruelty and coldness of his enemies, and his powerlessness. He cried so hard that the talisman paper was soaked. He lay in Arecio's arms and refused to look up. Finally, the saint lifted him up.

"We are still in the enemy camp, he cannot stay for too long, and the people in the branch will be suspicious."

Arecio subconsciously stood up, "Then I will accompany him..."

"Areci." The saint called his name, and Arecio stopped immediately. He looked at the saint's eyes, and the sky-colored eyes were clear, but there seemed to be many things in it.

"I'll send him back and talk to him."

"Come back soon."

He took away I, who had barely stopped crying, and Aresio stayed in the room. He turned on the device, his pupils were suspended, and he stared gently in the bright light.

"Tong, Ruzius said I was a resuscitator. What happened to him ten thousand years ago, do you know?"

The pupils flashed, as if they were nodding.

"Can you tell me what happened to me, what happened to Beizhu City back then? The lunatic... what did he do in it?"

This time, the pupils gently rotated left and right.

"Don't you tell me now?"

The pupils rotate up and down.

Arecio lay on the table in a deflated manner, yawning, ignoring her pupils and waiting for the lunatics, and then fell asleep in a short while.

The housework robot in the corner suddenly started, and came over to clean the broken glass at his feet, and then covered him with a blanket. After doing all this, the pupils quietly stared at the sleeping Aresio, shaking slightly, as if they were sighing.

The mysterious scene began to appear, and a white feathered bird projected on the suspended pupils. The bird had three feathers and three phoenix-like long-tail feathers. At this moment, the long-tail feather was gently resting on Arecio's shoulders and back. Arecio was sinking in his dream and did not sense it. The white bird snuggled up to him for a while and then gradually faded.

The white bird raised his head and looked in a certain direction. There was his guardian in that direction, and was undergoing a painful transformation at this moment.

He cannot intervene, nor can Aresio.
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