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Monica looked at the diary page by page. She flipped through it very quickly. In a short time, she finished several books.

Hardy, on the other hand, saw it more slowly.

Some of the snippets of life recorded in it had an 'impression' on Hardy, and some did not.

After all, the perspectives are different, and other people's descriptions are different from your own senses.

Hardy watched for a while and found that Monica was full of tears.

Big tears fell from her eyes.

This woman... is so full of emotions.

Hardy put down the diary. It seemed to record some trivial matters in life, and Hardy was not very interested in it.

He looked at Monica, who seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

Hardy thought for a while, then left the study and closed the door for her.

Before he had taken a few steps, he heard heartbreaking cries coming from inside.

Hardy shook his head helplessly.

Hardy now has a lot of questions in his heart, but it doesn't matter. By tomorrow, Monica will probably be willing to talk to him.

Back in her room, Sophie's body was spread out and she raised her fingers at Hardy.

After a while of attacking, the two fell asleep.

The next day, after Hardy got up, he came to the main hall to have breakfast.

The butler, who was already very calm in his work at this time, stood aside and served.

Sophie came out of the kitchen with breakfast.

Compared with other maids, Sophie's skills are more than a little better.

Of course, the maids also help.

After all, in addition to Hardy and Sophie, there are still a dozen Silver Moon Witches who need to fill their bellies.

The breakfast area was almost full of people.

But Monica didn't come down until breakfast was over.

Hardy figured she was still grieving.

Hardy asked the maid to pack a breakfast and deliver it to Monica.

Then Hardy waited here for a day, but did not see Monica coming to him.

In the evening, Hardy sighed softly.

He didn't know when Monica would get over her grief.

As the great lord, Hardy does not need to do many things, but many things require him to make decisions.

So it's impossible to stay anywhere else for long.

If Monica can't get over her sadness tomorrow, explain things clearly, etc., he will leave the day after tomorrow.

After all... this matter is actually not important to him.

With his current strength, no matter where his soul belongs, it has nothing to do with the general situation.

But just when Hardy made his decision, Monica came out of the master bedroom and found him.

"Let's talk." Monica's voice was hoarse.

After all, after crying for so long, it was normal to have such a voice.

Hardy nodded.

The two came to the study again.

She sat in front of the desk, stroked the smooth surface of the desk, and said sadly: "I don't know what to call you, but I will tell you everything I know. Can you listen?"

Hardy looked at the other person's eyes, which were as red and swollen as steamed buns, and said, "No problem."

"I said before that when I was about to give birth to my child, I sensed a foreign soul, under the influence of powerful force, entering the body of my child that was about to be born, covering his young and still growing body. soul."

He did say this before.

That's what Hardy also found strange.

He only appeared in this body about two years ago, but at that time, there was only one soul, and it was a soul that was about to be completely broken.

She looked at Hardy and said calmly: "That's you."

"Impossible." Hardy shook his head: "I just..." two years ago.

"I am a Unicorn Knight. I am good at using magic. I don't have much research on soul magic, but I can still recognize the fluctuations of the soul."

She looked at Hardy with bright red eyes, and said very seriously, "It's you! Your soul fluctuations are exactly the same as what I sensed seventeen years ago."

Hardy frowned: "But..."

"I know what you want to say." Monica wiped her eyes and continued: "But it's really you."

"Okay. It's me..." Hardy was a little depressed.

What's the point of arguing with a stubborn woman who has lost her child?

"After giving birth to you, I planned to kill you. After all, I know that you killed my child and you are a lich who borrowed corpses to bring back souls."

When Monica said this, it stands to reason that she should be as murderous as before, but the way she looked at Hardy now was full of tenderness.

Hardy was slightly surprised.

"But Lawrence doesn't agree. He thinks you are his child. He refuses to let me do anything." Monica stroked the notebook on the desk: "I had a quarrel with him over this, and it was a very serious quarrel. In just three days, we had an almost irreparable rift."

Monica gave a self-deprecating smile.

"Actually, I can't do anything at all. Even if someone takes over my child's soul, how can I do something about the child's body..." Monica took a deep breath, and the throbbing pain that touched her soul made her feel sad. She could hardly breathe: "I just used this way to vent my angry emotions, my helplessness and unwillingness, and in the end I deeply hurt Lawrence."

Hardy listened quietly.

Maybe Monica was really miserable, but she couldn't arouse Hardy's empathy.

"I ignored Lawrence's dissuasion and left home." Monica put her forehead with one hand, as if recalling this incident was a huge blow to her.

"You will know what happened next." Monica couldn't help but wet her eyes again: "Lawrence pulled you up with difficulty..."

Well...it's not that difficult actually.

After all, Old Hardy was a wealthy businessman. His family was rich and he had a maid, so he hardly needed to take care of the children.

In addition, Hardy has been playing with Ryan and Karina since he was sensible.

It hardly bothered Lawrence.

Of course, Monica is full of guilt and self-blame for Lawrence's death, and it is normal for her eyes to be filled with filters.

"That's it?" Hardy shrugged: "I'll reiterate, I'm not your child."

"No, you are..." Monica pointed to the notebook on her desk: "After you were born, you were just a baby, not an adult with a mature soul. You said you came here two years ago, then It means that you and my child were fused together until something happened two years ago, and then...your soul woke up."

Hardy was stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately.

The sleeping consciousness cannot perceive the passage of time.

If Monica hadn't lied, she would have come here long ago and grown up as Hardy for fifteen years, until... the soul was shattered.

Wait, that’s not right either.

It should be said... the soul that was licking the dog before is actually a part of me.

I am not a pure Earthling, nor am I a pure Hardy.

But a Chimera!

Seeing Hardy's pupils shaking, Monica stood up with a gentle expression on her face: "So, you are also my child!" (End of Chapter)