She Chooses To Destroy the World

Alice watched with some nervousness as Lena walked staggeringly with the wine bottle.

She was already drunk, her cheeks flushed, and she couldn't walk very securely. Alice was scared that she would spill the wine on others.

But after all, Lena had been a waitress in a tavern for many years, and she was very professional in pouring wine. Even if she was drunk, she didn't spill a drop. She finished pouring the wine, put the tray on the table, and sat directly opposite Jill.

She reached out to support her chin and looked straight into Jill's eyes, as if she wanted to see something on his face.

While she was still at the bar, Jill noticed that she was looking at him, and he smiled at her brightly at this moment:

"Big sister, what do you want me to do?"

Lena looked at him and asked bluntly:

"Your name is Jill? What is your last name?"

In Lena's tone, there were some things that people couldn't refuse, and the person asked couldn't answer her question properly.

"I don't have a surname." Although the boy was a bit inexplicable, he answered honestly, "I don't have a father."

"What about your mother?"

"I died when I was young." He said, "But some people say that it was not my biological mother. More specifically, I don't know. I was too young at that time. But it doesn't matter who it is. , I grew up on my own."

The boy's tone is very indifferent, obviously he has no impression of his parents at all, and he is not very interested in this topic. His eyes drifted away, obviously already feeling impatient. But Lena still has to continue to ask him:

"when is your birthday?"

"I don't remember very well, it's probably May. I still remember that my mother celebrated my birthday once when I was young. At that time, the lilac flowers were already blooming."

Lena’s son’s birthday is in May.

In fact, without asking so many questions, Lena was able to determine the identity of the boy in front of her. It's impossible for a mother to recognize her own child. There is a natural connection between her and her child. Even if she hasn't seen it in more than ten years, just a little clue is enough for her to connect everything together.

She looked at the boy and determined that it was her son.

Lena felt her wine gradually wake up.

Recently, she did drink a little too much. As she got older, the lost child kept entwining her in her mind, making her unable to extricate herself and had to use alcohol to numb herself. But when the reason that made her need to be anesthetized disappeared, even though the alcohol was still in her blood, she was still awake.

Lena had thought many times, if she could still see her son, how she would hug him, how she would kiss him, and tell him how much she missed him. But when the teenager really appeared in front of her, she suddenly realized that what she had imagined seemed impossible to accomplish. The young man in front of her knew nothing about her, nor was he interested in it at all. He has passed the age to find his mother and started his own life.

If she told him that she was his mother, what kind of reaction would she get? Will he be confused? Will it feel inexplicable? Lena saw her reflection in his eyes, she was just a strange woman who suddenly appeared, and rashly revealing her identity would only embarrass herself.

It was too late, she came too late. When she made up her mind to find her own child, her child no longer needed her.

Lena can sit here, ask him a hundred more questions, judge his identity in a more rational way, and increase the probability of him being her son to 99.9%, making him feel for these questions. Doubt, let him realize that it was his mother who was sitting across from him... But what's the point?

Lena picked up the tray and wine bottle, turned and returned to the back of the bar. She walked very steadily, and she couldn't tell that she was drunk at all.

She sat back to her original position and looked at Alice:

"What are you going to do with him?"

"I was planning to take him to the royal capital, and I asked His Majesty the King to decide." Alice said, "but if you have other ideas, you can also follow your own ideas."

"Will the two mages have any opinions?"

"No problem." Alice said, "This trip is based on me, and they won't oppose it. But... Jill himself may not agree with your idea. His companion was also locked up in the dungeon by Earl Rachel. Here, he definitely wants to find a way to save them."

Lena lowered her head and seemed to think for a while.

"I want to go with you."

Before Alice could answer, Hewlett, who had been standing next to him, put down the cup she was wiping:

"In this case, I can only tell the boss to let the replacement bartender come here earlier... But it still takes a while, and we do have some things that have to be cleaned up... Alice, can you wait for us one more day? ?"

"Of course it's okay," Alice won't refuse such a simple request. "I can stay here one more night and go together when you are ready."

Alice promised to be so happy, but it made Lena a little uneasy:

"It's actually unnecessary... I'll go with you alone, and I can leave early tomorrow morning. In fact, I still don't know what to do..."

"Don't be silly, Lena." Hewlett's attitude is very serious, "I can't let you go alone. You promised me before that I would go with you to find your child... in this During the process, there should be someone by your side. I think that person should be me."

Lena looked up at Hewlett and smiled at him:

"Thank you, Hewlett."

It was so decided.

They stayed at the border for an extra day, and the next day they went on the road with Lena and Hewlett. Hewlett did not know where to get a broken wagon, carrying Lena and their luggage, following the Flamel's wagon, and enjoying the treatment of being courteous wherever he went.

The two mages were surprised by the development of the matter, and they didn't understand why the two men wanted to go with them, but they didn't say much, just acquiesced. Instead, Jill was a little excited:

"Did the bartender in the pub walk with us yesterday? And that nice big sister? Although the big sister is a bit weird, she looks really nice."

Is this the connection between mother and child? Although Jill had no idea that Lena might be his mother, he seemed to have a natural affection for her, which was hard to obliterate. Several times, Alice couldn't help but want to tell him about it. But she silently swallowed what she wanted to say in her stomach and held back.

For such a thing, it really is better to let Lena say it herself.

They successfully passed the level and returned to the realm controlled by the God of Light. Compared with the realm of the night god, the sunlight here seemed extremely bright, and it made Alice's eyes hurt. Fortunately, they have been sitting in the carriage all this time, and they can always adapt slowly.

For so many days, Alice has been quietly paying attention to the interaction between Lena and Jill.

Although the carriages are separated, every night when staying in the hotel, everyone always sits and eats together.

Perhaps in order to avoid appearing too suspicious, Lena never talked to Jill specifically. Instead, Jill would ask her something from time to time. Lena was worried, but Jill knew nothing. Although she was a prisoner, she was still heartless and very happy. As long as she had the opportunity to drink, she would never miss it.

During this time, Hewlett spoke very little. He just looked at Lena, his eyes never changed. Alice felt that if there could be anything that would never change in this world, Hewlett's eyes on Lena should be one of them. Not long ago, Alice had just seen the memory of her parents meeting, and couldn't help but compare those two eyes together.

Even though several days have passed, Alice can still clearly remember how her mother looked when she saw the Archmage Tales. Her eyes were bright and full of surprises. The moment they began to dance, she suddenly became particularly beautiful, blooming with brilliance that she didn't normally have. The Archmage Talus once said that it was not love, but Alice felt that for at least that moment, she loved him. This kind of love gave her courage and strength, allowing her to break through the shackles that had been holding her.

Hewlett looked at Lena very differently. There was not so much passion in it, but it was very steady and firm. That is the look that can be spent together no matter what kind of suffering is encountered. Alice guessed that, perhaps because of this, Lena finally decided to be with Hewlett. This is also a kind of love, totally different from her mother's love. But what is in common between the two?

She couldn't help but ask Cecilian:

"What do you think?"

"You stumped me," Cecilian replied. "You know that I have been in contact with humans for a short time."

Cecilian always likes to use the excuse that she doesn’t understand human beings to try to avoid difficult questions, but Alice is no longer as foolish as she used to be. She grabs the wrist that the gods can’t see and does not allow him to leave. She must give Come out with an answer.

"Love is a difficult subject." Cecilian said, "From the perspective of the gods, love is something that weird humans invented to soothe each other. It is an unreliable promise made easily. People are always looking for it. , But never get a response. But for so long, I have been with you, and I have more or less observed from other perspectives. In my opinion, love is a reflection of itself, and human beings Find yourself in it."

"This is too esoteric." Alice, who was only crudely literate and had no literary achievements, said to Cecilian, "explain in simpler words?"

Cecilian laughed:

"So you see, I gave you the answer, and you are not satisfied."

The shadow of the **** hugged Alice and pressed a kiss on her forehead.

"It's too much trouble to explain in words. After a while, we can try it ourselves."