Demon Lord Priest II

"Crack! Slap! Slap! Slam!" The storm of magic missiles hit Palan one after another, knocking her into the air, and then running around in the air, crying in a mess.

These magic missiles are not all straight. They will refract halfway, turn, and even fly past and then fly back, and then continue to hit Palan's body.

This kind of low-level magic, Hugo can use it infinitely, the magic book "Boss Bee"

It will automatically replenish the magic in the book to achieve the effect of infinitely suppressing the opponent.

However, no matter how mischievous Palan is, she is still her sister, and this time her scheming has failed completely. Miss Hugo finally stopped the storm of magic missiles after shooting her for fifteen minutes, which means that the punishment is over.

"Tell me, how did you steal the book from my library." After the magic missile storm was over, Miss Hugo put away the magic book and began to interrogate her disgruntled sister.

"Book? What book?" Palan looked at his sister with innocent eyes. This time, it wasn't a fake. Since the plot against Ulysses failed, she locked herself in this alchemy workshop with all her heart. Refining a love potion of perfect quality, there's no time for anything else.

It's a pity that her great plan has not yet been launched, and it's a pity that the love potion, which was a key prop, was destroyed!

"What else are you pretending to be stupid, besides you, who else would sneak mōmō to steal the books from the underground library. I didn't even find out what method you used to sneak there this time." In the impression of Miss Hugo In , Palan has tried to steal books from his great library not once or twice, but countless times.

Among them, she has really succeeded a few times. Most of them used the strange potions that she didn't know how to create to forcibly break through the defense system of the entire library, and then grabbed the books on the shelves and stole them every day.

This is not actually stealing, it is more like a robber robbing books, and every time she is quickly discovered and punished.

Because most of the books placed in the ground library are not so important, even if they are precious, they are because of their theoretical value, and they do not have much power in themselves, and she didn't care about them if they were retrieved immediately after being stolen.

But the quality of what was stolen this time was different. Not only were the extremely precious books stolen, but these books were magic books placed at the bottom of the library.

Each of them has a unique power, and people who don't even know their speciality will be cursed as soon as they open it. The difficulty of stealing these books from the underground library without a sound is completely different from the small fights that Palan used to do.

"Who is so capable when the library was stolen, I'm so envious, sister, it wasn't me who stole it. I haven't found a way to go to the underground library." Palan guessed the appearance of the powerful thief with a fascinated expression. , while narrating his innocence.

"It's really not you?" As an older sister, Miss Hugo still knew something about her younger sister and was punished to the point of not opening her mouth. It was not like her naughty younger sister.

As a researcher, she is actually very afraid of pain, and belongs to the kind of guy who can't stand punishment at all.

"No! No!" Palan shook his head desperately, the great alchemist Palan dared to act, and he didn't need to admit to stealing a few books.

"If I had a way to sneak in there, I would definitely take all the books there in one breath!" This was Palan's confession, his righteous awe-inspiring aura.

"Go to hell!" Miss Hugo kicked her sister away.

However, this also means that she believed Palan's words and no longer regarded her as a prisoner. She thought about it carefully and found that if she had succeeded in stealing the book with Palan's personality, she would have run away long ago, and she would not have been here waiting for her to catch him.

In other words, she should be innocent: However, she dared to conspire against her own sister, and also made some perfect quality love potion, just because of this, she should be punished by heaven.

Who the **** stole the library books? With such a question, Miss Hugo left the alchemy workshop that had been turned into ruins and began to search in other directions.

"It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!" Palan, who climbed out of the ruined alchemy workshop, looked at his precious experimental materials and tools in distress.

But the thing that most distressed her was the love potion that had already reached perfect quality. It was the magic potion that she made by herself that could pour everyone's dreams.

"What a pity, is there anything left?" In the hope of contingency, Palan rummaged through the ruins. The flask used to make love potion was specially made, so it shouldn't be shattered so easily.

"Ah, there is!" After some hard work, Palan got his wish and saw half of the flask one.

In Miss Hugo's magical missile storm, the alchemy-fortified flask ultimately failed to survive, leaving only the mutilated bottom and a small half of the bottle wall.

"Sure enough, it's over." Palan threw away the half of the flask in frustration. A love potion of perfect quality is a very precious potion, and it will volatilize quickly as long as it leaves the sealed environment.

In this incomplete flask, not even a drop of the perfect quality love potion could be seen. Obviously, these precious potions had completely evaporated.

Hmm, something seems to be wrong? Palan stared at the incomplete half flask and pondered for a while, but he didn't realize what was wrong, and finally gave up this useless thinking.

The dragon's blood and the blood of Sakibas, which are the most important parts of making love potions, are gone. No matter how talented he is, he can't use these two materials to recreate a love potion of perfect quality. Palan had to think of other plans.

"Sister, what's wrong here?" Nana's figure appeared in the alchemy workshop, looking at the ruined room with a surprised expression.

The cluttered ground, countless broken medicine bottles, and scattered pieces of furniture, here is like a typhoon.

"Ahaha, it's nothing, the experiment just failed. Come on, help me clean up." Palan withdrew his lie without blushing.

"No, I'm a little allergic to the smell here. Sister, did you make any strange medicine this time?" Nana smelled a strange smell. She felt that the temperature of her blood had risen a lot than usual. This was obviously because There are dangerous potions here.

However, it seems that none of the potions made by Palan is for healing.

"No, the experiment failed, I have to start all over again." Palan looked at the waste in front of him depressedly, and decided to carry forward the spirit of not giving up to rebuild his great alchemy workshop in this ruins. Sister, don't underestimate people. Talented alchemists only need materials, and they can make miraculous potions no matter where they are.

The love potion failed, she still has more cards in her hand, and the battle really begins now!

In the corner of the castle, Ulysses had already finished reading the books he had borrowed from the library, and he couldn't help but open his eyes.

These books do not introduce any specific magic, but start from the most basic principles, analyze the composition principles of various magics bit by bit, and analyze these magic from the lowest level.

This kind of book is what Ulysses needs most. Now that he has powerful magic power, he can easily cast the magic of light, ice, and darkness, but he does not know much about the principle of using magic.

Although both are magic, the magic of these three lines comes from different places.

The light magic infusion came from himself. If he hadn't obtained the Book of Demon Kings, this should have been the only magic that accompanied him in his life, but it was the most unfamiliar magic that Ulysses is now.

So far, he has not figured out why he can manipulate the power of the stars and let the countless stars emerge in his hands. In his hands, the power of starry sky magic was unbelievably powerful, but even the eight-headed dragon Kaza was beaten to the point of starlight with holes all over his body.

Is this the power possessed by everyone who cultivates starry sky magic? Ulysses definitely said no, because his enlightenment teacher of starry sky magic, the elder Miradela of Winter Town, did not do this at all.

Now his starry sky magic has surpassed this teacher by many times. Although it should be affirmed that the blue is better than the blue, the starry sky magic was not obtained through his persistent cultivation, but suddenly came to his body after using the "key".

There was no cultivation process at all, and the starlight from the sky voluntarily came into his hands, and with his

Dark magic comes from the Book of Demons. With the continuous improvement of authority in the Book of Demons, there are more and more powerful dark spells open to Ulysses. Many of them are dark spells that he will never use, but there are also dark spells like The secret technique of corpse, the son of prayer can be sent in an emergency

After choosing the path of the Demon King, he no longer completely rejected these dark magics as before, but began to try to use those parts that could help him.

The magic of the ice element is the last and the weakest. It comes from the gentle and great Ice Phoenix mother. It is precisely because of the ice and snow essence she fed that he acquired the talent of the ice element. The gift of the divine bird, the mother's full love for her child.

After reading these books, although there are still many unexplainable parts about star magic and dark magic from other worlds, Yuri is very concerned about the light magic that he uses and the ice magic that he got from Mother Ice Phoenix. The Sith already had some ideas.

A small white light ball, a small black black ball, and a small icy snowball, the three **** kept spinning around Ulysses' fingertips, colliding from time to time, but there was no violent reaction.

This is the practice of basic magic, the best way to test the user's basics.

The three magic **** with different attributes danced around in Ulysses' palm, which means that he has fully mastered the three elements of magic and can move forward to the next step, developing three elements of mixed magic.

You must know that even a genius like Rasputin can only master the three elements of fire, thunder and wind that are similar in nature and complement each other, while Ulysses has mastered more difficult ones, including the legendary star magic. and otherworldly dark magic that is not in this world.

Even if it is the weakest ice magic, it is the inheritance from the overlord of the world of ice and snow, the master of the sea of ​​ice, and it is the way to the supremacy of the power of ice.

It can be said that even if there is no abyss, even if there is no need for engraving, Ulysses is now a super magician, enough to obtain the highest seat in the magician's union, and can even rely on his understanding of starry sky magic and other world magic. The embroidery on his sleeves represents the supreme glory of the magical world. However, for Ulysses, these different magics are good companions to accompany him. discrimination has also changed.

What matters is not the kind of magic, but the person who uses the magic, and this is the answer Ulysses got.

After completing the daily basic magic practice, Ulysses began to take out a log from the dark dimension space and place it in front of him.

"One, two, three, four..." In the soft voice of Ulysses, the rare Noble Phantasm legend - "Cut and Separate" series, appeared one after another in his hand.

This is the biggest gift he got in the room of the legendary puppet master in the city of dolls. Unlike the other Noble Phantasms he had used, these Noble Phantasms were not for combat use. The rose girls who existed in them, the living puppet girls that Ulysses saw, were created by them little by little. out, and ultimately endowed with a soul.

Of course, Ulysses is still 108,000 miles away from that realm, but he is trying to get closer to that realm step by step. And his goal is to complete the perfect doll, Alice, that the legendary unknown puppet master had not completed.

Only the truly white and flawless spirit rose and body, like white paper, have no traces at all, and can be dyed in any color.

So, it was necessary to create the truly perfect doll, pure white Alice.

Thankfully, unlike his clumsy learning of magic, he's very gifted at making dolls, and it's even arguably the strongest talent he's discovered.

The first time he picked up knives, scissors, silk thread, sandpaper and these tools to face uncut logs, he felt the voice of the soul, the kind that has been described countless times in books, countless craftsmen and craftsmen. The dream sound.

It is the sound that harmonizes with the colors that the work needs to express and the soul of oneself. It is the sound that feels the pulse of the work before starting to create. A top craftsman may only hear such a voice once or twice in his life, and every time he hears it is a harbinger of the birth of the most proud work of his life.

And the vast majority of craftsmen may not even hear such a sound once in their lifetime.

The chance to hear this and the voice of the soul has nothing to do with the craftsman's own power level or the total amount of magic power. Some hobbies are created by hand, and indeed the masters of the master level cannot hear it no matter what method is used, while some craftsmen, even just commoners, occasionally hear it.

After thousands of years of experience, people have found that whether they can hear this voice seems to depend only on the creator's own burst of inspiration, and has little to do with any other factors.

This kind of sudden inspiration can actually appear in any profession, but it is only craftsmen and craftsmen who will turn it into works, and mages and swordsmen will turn it into new tricks or magic.

This was what Ulysses heard when he picked up the tools to create his first composition.

Moreover, not only that time, but almost every time he scratched into a puppet, he could hear such a sound.

After getting the attributeless Noble Phantasm of "Cutting and Separation" from that hut, this and the voice from the soul became clearer and clearer, allowing him to create good works every time.

Ulysses didn't know that his works were just for practice, and in his eyes, they were just "good" works. They had already caused a storm in the entire Northland. Master Airl, who monopolized those cute puppets, was now being ripped off. In the siege, if he was not a dead soul, he would have been burned to ashes by countless jealous eyes.

In the black market, the puppet girl created by Ulysses has been fired to a sky-high price and has become a true legend of priceless value.

Everyone who has seen those puppet girls unanimously affirms that these beautiful puppet girls have spirituality and are unique masterpieces. Only the best grandmaster-level puppet masters can create them at the peak of their lives.

They are masterpieces enough to be remembered in history, treasures that God has given back to mankind after the great destruction of the ancient art of magic. The unknown master who created these doll girls will surely become another monument in the history of human art for later generations to look up to.

Ulysses is naturally ignorant of these evaluations. He is simply doing constant practice to create Alice, and has not thought about other tasks.

At this moment, he is also in the same mood, starting from the most basic small dolls.

Picking up the knife, Ulysses first carved the outline of the girl little by little. In the past, he probably used the girl in the picture book from Master Airl as a prototype to carve.

But this time he chose another girl, and it happened to be the eldest lady of the three sisters in this castle. There was no complicated reason, just because she impressed him the most, and the intellectual beauty gave him the urge to create.

For puppet masters, such impulses are often a harbinger of the birth of great works. Ulysses felt the same way. The voice from the soul was clearer and more moving than usual, as if the beautiful eldest lady was by her side.

Gathering energy and concentrating, Ulysses picked up the scissors and gently cut off the excess wood. After the initial work, the outline of the eldest lady has vaguely emerged, and the next step requires more fine carving. , until the lifelike eldest lady was born.

There can be no mistakes in every process here. It is often an inadvertent hand shake, and a work that could have been very good has defects. This is a common occurrence for ordinary beginner puppet masters, but Ulysses does not allow such a thing to happen.

Even the most basic puppet girl can't be perfect, so he wants to complete Alice is just a complete delusion, that is a perfect dream doll regardless of soul or body:

When the creation started, there was no way to stop it easily. Ulysses, who was just thinking about practicing a little, quickly threw himself into this creation wholeheartedly, even Hugo, who was passing by the stairs above the castle. Miss didn't find it.

However, Ulysses didn't notice Miss Hugo, but Miss Hugo noticed Ulysses.

At first, she thought that Ulysses was just passing the time with carved puppets, because no matter how you looked at it, it was just an ordinary piece of wood, and this kind of material could not make such excellent works.

However, when Ulysses picked up the "Cut and Separate" series and began to carve, Miss Hugo could no longer move her steps, as if someone had pinned her to the ground with a nail.

She watched Ulysses with disbelief as he used the knife to cut the piece of ordinary wood. She could feel it, along with the movement of Ulysses' fingers, that piece of ordinary wood was Some kind of earth-shaking change is taking place.

That is the process of changing from ordinary wood that can be seen everywhere to legendary works. In this process, the material of ordinary texture is endowed with beautiful colors that humans cannot understand but instinctively feel.

That is the essence of art known as "spiritual", something that countless artists dream of appearing in their work, and they pay any price for it:

In order to create works with spirituality, some people choose medicine, some choose magic, it can be said that it is a real unscrupulous, but there are very few successful people.

Works with spirituality are just so elusive, and even after a long period of time, these works will have various and incredible powers. Many of the Noble Phantasms first used by humans were transformed from such works.

It can be said that any item with spirituality is the prototype of a Noble Phantasm. Among them, powerful works of art even have legends that they are automatically upgraded to Noble Phantasms: a dreamy work like the Rose Girl is itself a Carrying a Noble Phantasm, it became a legend in the legend.

As an avid puppet lover, Miss Hugo knows the rank of puppets. The top one is naturally the legendary Rose Girl, a work that countless people think is impossible for humans to create. It is a dream left by gods or demons in the world.

Second only to the Rose Girl are dolls with spirituality, and dolls that may turn into Noble Phantasms after a long period of time. This is a miracle that can only be created by a puppet master with the highest super-skill burning his own soul.

However, at this very moment, a miracle happened in front of Miss Hugo's eyes, she witnessed Shi Wu, who created a miracle.

And such "miracles" do not come out of the most precious wood in the world. On the most gorgeous workbench: but just by the wall of her castle, a piece of ordinary wood, on the body of a prince who came from afar.

Under his dexterous fingers and the neat set of tools, the piece of wood that could be seen everywhere was given a new lease of life, and a small outline of a young girl slowly appeared.

Beautiful and aura full of long hair, Yuxue's lovely, flawless face, slender body, intellectual style clothing...

"Huh?" The more Miss Hugo looked, the more she realized that this girl who was carved out by Prince Ulysses was very much like herself.

However, she immediately covered her mouth, for fear that her voice would disturb Ulysses in her creation: she knew the taboo of a puppet master to create the best works, if her voice made such a perfect and spiritual conduct She will never forgive herself if she falls short.

Fortunately, Ulysses didn't notice the sound coming from above. He didn't know why he felt so good today, and he put so much energy into his creation that he forgot why he was here and gave up his heart. Intentionally entered the state of creation.

For Miss Hugo, Ulysses in creation is very beautiful. It is a kind of beauty that has accumulated countless inspirations and knowledge, and constantly improves the works in her hands to move towards the most perfect state.

Watching the puppet girl who was exactly the same as her being born little by little in the hands of Ulysses, Miss Hugo had another sting, the illusion that she was reborn in this world.

Although it was much smaller and made of ordinary wood, the girl seemed to have attracted a part of her soul. Looking at the puppet girl, Miss Hugo seemed to feel that Ulysses' hand was moving on her body, removing the imperfect parts of her children little by little to achieve a perfect state.

Ulysses' hand touched the skin of the puppet girl, and Miss Hugo also had the exact same touch. Ulysses' knife gently scraped the gap in her clothes, and Miss Hugo's chest. Her ribbon also trembled as it was scratched; everything Ulysses did to the puppet girl, Miss Hugo faithfully reflected in her own body.

It was another kind of soul voice, it was the touch of seeing another Miss Hugo who was created by herself, it was her wholehearted trembling Hong, who witnessed the birth of what she dreamed of:

Ding! "Ding!" Ding! "Three lovely pink flags in a row shyly unfolded beside Ulysses, then disappeared into the wind as phantoms.

It's a pity that Ulysses didn't pay attention to this crucial detail at all. Now he has devoted all his energy to Miss Hugo's doll creation, completely forgetting everything in the real world.

The cutting and separation series have incredible magic, even the most common wood can be processed to obtain better quality. Of course, Ulysses himself plays a crucial role in it. Cutting and separation is just a tool. Even if the quality of the material can be changed, it cannot give the material spirituality.

What really turns raw materials into artworks and gives artworks spirituality will only be the careful creation of the creators, not any special tools.

Just like that, it got dark before you knew it.

However, Ulysses did not perceive the darkness. He already had dark vision, not to mention three beautiful dolls floating above him at the moment.

Unlike the dolls who have been spiritualized by their entities, they are war elves born from magic books, and they are one of Miss Hugo's most beloved collections.

However, this time the summoning was not for war, but for Ulysses to light up the lamp in the dark. The strong light was not even inferior to the daytime sun, illuminating this originally remote corner.

Ding. "When Miss Hugo specially summoned her war dolls to light up the lights in the dark for Ulysses, another shy little flag was erected beside Ulysses, and then spread out like flowers.

She came quietly and disappeared quietly, leaving only the shy thoughts of the girls beside Ulysses.

"Well, it should be like this." Ulysses didn't notice this extraordinary state of affairs at all. This creation took longer than he imagined, and the sense of accomplishment was stronger.

This puppet girl based on Miss Hugo has reached the highest level of small dolls in every aspect, and even the dolls that have expanded the scope to full-body dolls, only the unexpected work of Sissi can compete with it. comparable.

The basic appearance, inner spirituality, and even the skirt corners and ribbons are perfectly presented. This is the best work Ulysses has done so far:

If Ulysses saw those works in the past to the extent that he could barely sell them to support himself, then even he wanted to collect one of the girls he created this time.

For Ulysses, who was seriously disqualified in his ability to appreciate artistic value, this was already a fairly high self-evaluation.

However, she is not finished yet, and she lacks the last and most spiritual part of Namu's eyes. For a puppet girl, without a pair of beautiful eyes, it is equivalent to missing half of the soul:

Of course, Ulysses would not make such a low-level mistake. After all the other parts were completed, he sat quietly beside the castle wall, stopped all movements, and thought about something very seriously.

Miss Hugo, who was behind Ulysses, also remained motionless, nervously waiting for the final part to be completed. Because of Ulysses' previous dreamlike creative process, she already has unlimited imagination and expectations for the final result.

This night was extra long in Miss Hugo's heart, but she didn't have any complaints.

She was waiting, waiting for a result, one that made her blush, and couldn't help but want to laugh out loud.

This night, Ulysses almost didn't exist in his senses, and since the creation of a doll based on Miss Hugo, time has lost meaning to him.

Ulysses was also waiting, waiting for the smile and gesture of Miss Hugo in his mind to emerge clearly, and then the Tokitake who turned into a pair of beautiful eyes.

What kind of eyes would that be?

Soft, quiet like the sea, eyes that can convey your heart without any language.

Gentle, like the spring wind full of vitality, people feel warm from the bottom of their hearts, happy eyes.

Mysterious, like the countless bookshelves stacked on top of each other, the eyes of wisdom unique to the owner of the great library.

Pride, confidence like a princess, full of graceful eyes that can understand and tolerate others.

These are Miss Hugo's eyes, but any one of them is just a part of her own Eye.

In the end, all the memories were frozen in the same picture, which was the moment he met her for the first time after he came to this castle.

He pushed open the white door and blamed her in the sun.

She was wearing a blue dress and sat in the middle of the bookshelf, holding an ancient book embroidered with gold thread.

In her eyes, apart from the book in her hand, she could never see anything else. While reading the book, she seemed to be separated from this world, immersed in another isolated Gensokyo, both physically and mentally.

It was her absolute domain, a truly large library that no one could enter, and a specialty of Gensokyo.

From the skylight, the summer-colored sunlight slowly fell, causing her body to emit a soft golden color, and her snow-white skin and deep black hair looked even more attractive.

She was the only one in the entire library, and the entire library, together with the sunlight that came into the library, seemed to exist only for her, filling this small world with that warm color.

It was a painting, a beautiful and warm painting, a famous painting in which a lovely eldest lady immersed herself in her own world in her library.

For Ulysses, that was the most beautiful she he had ever seen, the one and only eldest lady in this castle.

After the conception was completed and the impression was completed, Ulysses opened his eyes and began to quickly take out a black gemstone, and then began to separate and process it by cutting.

At this time, Miss Hugo had been waiting for him all night. In this night, Miss Hugo did not take a step away. Ever since she saw Ulysses start creating, she has been standing there, watching his every move with soft and longing eyes.

For Ulysses, the most beautiful moment of imagining Miss Hugo's eyes was just a time of closed eyes and contemplation, but in the real world, it was a full night. In this night, Miss Hugo stood silently on the stairs behind Ulysses, waiting for the final result:

Perhaps, the result is not so important anymore, but this silent waiting has revealed too much information.

In the soft sound of "Chuck! Chuck!", the black gem bisected in Ulysses' hands, and then began to rapidly change shape again.

The night has come to an end, and the dawn of dawn seems to be coming soon. However, this is also the darkest moment. There is no light outside the castle, only countless shadows float up and down in the darkness, just like in a fairy tale. of ghosts.

But Ulysses was surrounded by light, the light emanating from the war dolls on his head, the aura of magic.

The blonde Sotia, the red-clothed Leia, the white Ashili, these magical elves who appeared only for war, all radiated gentle light on Ulysses and drove him away. All darkness.

Their minds, that is, Miss Hugo's mind, before she knew it, she was completely indulged in the art brought by Ulysses. The puppet girl who was born in Ulysses' hands gave her She was happier than ever.

Because it wasn't anyone else, but herself, just like the avatar of her soul was born in the hands of Ulysses, Miss Hugo was so excited that she couldn't help herself.

Finally, at the same time as the first rays of dawn shot from the horizon's end, Ulysses' final move was completed.

Those are a pair of deep with softness, wisdom with mystery, arrogance with gentle eyes, that is exactly what Ulysses saw Miss Hugo, the master of the great library, the princess of the three sisters owned eyes.

At the moment when Ulysses put the pair of black eyes on the blank eyes of the puppet girl, the first light of dawn fell on these eyes.

Then, light appeared in the eyes of the puppet girl, it was a lovely light full of spirituality, what kind of light it was full of wisdom, it was a great light that would never appear in mortal works.

She is unparalleled in the world!

She is unique!

She is extraordinary!

She is such a beautiful, appropriate, and smart little doll girl.

"It's done!" Ulysses happily looked at the puppet girl he created based on Miss Hugo. This is really a good work, even he himself thinks so.

"Great!" Miss Hugo on the side was even more excited than Ulysses. She was too nervous to move after disturbing Ulysses in her life. She jumped down from the castle stairs, and then He hugged Ulysses right away.

, "Ah? Yeah?" Ulysses, who was suddenly hugged, was a little overwhelmed, and almost dropped the puppet girl completed by Xingzhou to the ground.

Of course, that and things are absolutely not allowed to happen in front of Miss Hugo. After witnessing the birth of this miracle girl from beginning to end, she has seen her as another herself, how can she be hurt a little~www .wuxiaspot.com~ She held her tightly, even with Ulysses' hand. Because she was too excited, her hands trembled a little, and there was even a lot of sweat on her skin.

"Bang!" The two fell to the ground together, but the doll girl held by the two of them was intact, because they both protected this petite and cute little girl well.

In the early morning sun, the newly born little Hugo looked at the two people who were holding each other's hands and fell together with half-smile eyes.

Another small pink flag fluttered in the wind in the sun, exactly where the two held hands, unfolded shyly as if the hearts of the two were connected, and finally turned into a beautiful shadow to bless the pair of fate.

Of course, one of them didn't realize anything, he just looked curiously at the flag that suddenly appeared and disappeared, and silently counted the number of places it appeared.

It seems that when I was with this eldest lady, I have seen this kind of flag three times.

Of course, this answer is wrong. (To be continued)