Based on Yang Weiwu’s recollection of his own thought process when he was three or four years old, Alcaide’s current state of mind is that he is seeking his [parents] out of anxiety.

He did not meet mature men (people older than him in Arcaid’s perspective) who treated him kindly, but he did meet women. It was normal for Arcaid to give too much in return out of gratitude for the sense of security that the other party gave him.

The problem was that his three views were not very complete at that time. He knew that he could not kill people, but he did not know that he could not assist in certain things.

When a guy like this gets together with people with problematic ideas, the safety of the world is worrying.

With the feeling of cleaning up his own mess and watching a dark history in progress (referring to the Mary Sue plot of a loyal knight being guided by an older, plump woman), he filled in for Alice when she went to Illytia and accompanied her to rescue her, simply because he was involved in the matter.

If Alcaide could appear to be the righteous party in all aspects, Yang Weiwu might gladly accept the future of being defeated by his three-year-old self, and would not have any dissatisfaction with the action he chose.

But unfortunately the reality is not that good.

In general, he had no comment on the First Princess.

[Obviously, my other self has a weakness that no matter how you target it, it won’t make people feel uncomfortable. Isn’t that good? ]

“I won’t lose from the beginning. What I need is to fight with all my strength and as evenly matched as possible. I don’t need that kind of weakness at all.”

“What have you been mumbling about since just now?”

Alice said unhappily.

“If you have anything to say, just speak to me loudly.”

“Just talking to myself.”

“If you are willing to speak, you can help me comfort everyone, or chat with me. Rescue work is also very boring. Isn’t it good to have a companion to relieve boredom?”

Are you the type who likes to waste saliva when doing physical work?

After muttering to himself, Yang Weiwu tried to lift the cart to reduce the weight that Alice would feel, and started chatting with her in a casual manner.

This family looked so pitiful, their house was destroyed and their children turned into monsters.

That family was really lucky. They basically didn’t suffer any disaster, they were just frightened.

As we talked, it turned out that not many people died in this incident.

“I think there must be something wrong!”

Miss Alice said so.

“Uh-huh.”

Yang Weiwu casually agreed with the other party and handed the supplies in his hand to the people.

“I guess onee-sama must have met her match, that’s why she hasn’t come to see me yet.”

“?”

When did the topic get here? Did I miss something?

“…You have a sister.”

“Of course, she’s a beautiful woman just as pretty as me, and her artistic level is a little higher than mine, but since she’s my sister, it makes sense.”

Knowing that the second princess’s artistic practice ability is inversely proportional to her appreciation ability, the man with the lower level of kindergarten just nodded in agreement with his back to her and made no comment.

【418】Misunderstanding, but a friendly trend

When Ilitia woke up again, she found herself wrapped in several layers of bath towels and lying flat on the bed.

Her knight sat quietly by, reading a book.

The afternoon sun was shining brightly, falling on his handsome face. His crimson eyes made her think for a moment that she was looking directly into the sun, but when she came to her senses, she realized that it was only because the color of his eyes was too bright that they happened to reflect the scenery that Illitia, who was still a little dazed, saw at a specific angle.

It was like a dream.

“But this is not a dream…”

A very low sound came out of her mouth, distracting a three-year-old who was reading seriously.

“Did you have any interesting dreams?”

He put the book down and asked casually.

“It should be said that it was the opposite. I had a bad dream.”

She reached out and took the other’s hand.

The broad palm with distinct joints gave off a reassuring warmth. The same feeling as before reminded Illytia of the time when they were watching the night view together and their hands accidentally crossed.

There was nothing special about it, but she still remembers it.

“Well, welcome to a reality that’s not that bad.”

The three-year-old boy, who had wrapped his hands, feet and head tightly with a towel, put down the book in his hand and held Illitia’s hand with both of his own.

The girl’s fair and slender hands feel like works of art, and the soft feel is very similar to the hand model made by her father using warm jade (except for the hardness).

Dialogue itself is meaningless because language cannot express the full meaning.

So the three-year-old didn’t say anything like reality is beautiful or the nightmare is over.

But that just fits Ilitia’s heart.

“Yeah, the reality is only relatively not that bad.”

Closing her beautiful heterochromatic eyes, Ilitia briefly recalled the brief dream.

In the dream, she was not accompanied by Arcaid. She was just the weakest and unwelcome princess, trying every possible means to get what she wanted from the tiger. She conducted dangerous human experiments in the empire alone, and returned to the imperial hall after becoming a complete witch. She cried silently as she watched the fallen bodies of her relatives on the land swept by blood and fire.

She was alone from beginning to end and finally achieved her wish, but it seemed that what she achieved was not her own wish.

I clearly destroyed the Imperial Palace, but why couldn’t I feel even a little bit of joy?

In reality, even though she is still a long way from achieving her goal, she still has a sense of satisfaction.

It was as if he had found something that did not require him to be obsessed with destroying the Imperial Hall.

But Ilitia didn’t hold that hand because of the sense of satisfaction and security.

The emotion that drove her to clench that hand was fear.

All that had been trained over the past seventeen years, the determination to destroy the Imperial Palace two years ago, was shaken by the sense of security he got from shaking hands with his knight.

This kind of thing——

Doesn’t this mean that her determination is not worth mentioning at all?

“Afraid?”

The vision of a three-year-old is not like that of an adult who observes words and expressions, but is closer to feeling combined with sight and hearing, so Illitia’s instinctive disguise of emotions is the same as nothing in his eyes.

Thinking about his own reaction of asking an adult to hug him when he was scared, he thought for 0.1 seconds, reached out and pulled the other person’s body into his arms, gently hugging Ilitia.

“…I’m a little worried that my own goals might be shaken.”

You know, I want to destroy the Imperial Palace. Such a goal requires an absolutely firm will, and failure is bound to lead to the most ridiculous ending.

“Everything will work out when the time comes. You’re not alone, are you?”

There’s no point in worrying, right? Everything needs to be solved with practical actions, and a pretty girl like you will always have someone who loves your looks to help you, right? At the very least, you don’t have no family.

“…Yes, I am not alone.”

Feeling warm in her heart, the First Princess buried her face in the three-year-old’s chest, trying to hide the blush on her face.

No matter how reluctant others are to acknowledge me, you will always acknowledge me and stay by my side, right? My knight.

“Well, instead of worrying, why not just laugh as much as you can?”

The three-year-old child thinks that what his dad said makes a lot of sense. No matter whether what you are going to do is good or bad, whether it is a sure thing or a slim hope, opening the champagne early will not affect the final outcome, because the key factor that determines victory or defeat has nothing to do with opening the champagne, so you might as well make yourself feel happier.

“Yes.”

The girl smiled as beautifully as a flower, and the young man also had a gentle, doting smile on his face.

Such a beautiful picture is enough to make the audience smile…

?

……

“You must be joking. I’m going to throw up.”

After distributing the supplies, Yang Weiwu used the Ares Heaven and Earth Technique to see this scene. Relying on his advantage of knowing all the circumstances, he easily analyzed the two people’s thoughts, and felt disgusted no matter how he looked at it.

[Well, isn’t that good? This shows that you have been a warm-hearted man since childhood. ]

“You don’t have to praise others if you don’t know how to do it. It’s the darkness of Xuanyin.”

[Then… think about it from another angle. If these two people can still run towards each other under such circumstances, there might be an unexpected and dramatic ending.]

“I remember you seemed to have said that after recovering his soul memory, it would inevitably be synchronized with the extremely yin soul in my body.”

[Yes, otherwise how can I open two accounts and brush up my proficiency at the same time? ]

“So if my other self becomes insane and does something outrageous, wouldn’t I, who has a normal outlook, be in big trouble?”

[What’s going on now doesn’t involve worldview, right? It’s just a love comedy of misunderstandings at best. Of course, a three-year-old doesn’t seem to have fallen in love with the princess. But I’m actually quite optimistic about the scene where a man who keeps his promises will protect the woman he vowed to protect with his subconscious mind even if he loses his memory, and finally recalls everything and confesses his love. Now, the scene where he loses his memory and his original intention is not understood but he still comforts the other person is considered romantic from a human perspective. What’s there to be dissatisfied about? ]

“Do you know what made me want to vomit the most in that scene just now?”

【What? 】

“The book.”

Yang Weiwu said expressionlessly.

“It’s a literary work about love produced in this world. In the passage he just read, the hero used a hug to comfort the heroine who was panicking about the future, and said words that sounded like a lifelong confession.”

【Um? 】

“The next part is the key point. After the male protagonist left, he turned around and found the next woman, who was an acquaintance who had some relationship with the female protagonist.”

“Guess what, if reality continues to develop like this, what will the scene that was considered pure love to those who don’t know the truth just now amount to?”

[Alkaide doesn’t have any other women to look for… ah, it seems like there is one. ]

Yang Weiwu’s blue eyes turned to the blonde girl who was drinking water nearby.

The man stood up, walked over, and invited the other party to transfer.

“Want to eat? It’s my treat.”

In order to avoid having impure and unimpressive memories of the Shura Field in the future, Yang Weiwu increased his intervention in a rare manner.

【419】Yang Weiwu: I suddenly realized that the location of the first play was not chosen on a whim.

“One serving of creamy mandarin fish and zucchini pasta, the noodles should be cooked to a perfect firmness, the portion should be small, and after the meal, black tea with a sugar cube.”

Watching Alice skillfully ordering food from the waiter, Yang Weiwu gained some useful information, which was that she seemed to be a pasta lover.

Hmm? How did you know that?

Can’t you tell by looking at the requirements for ordering?

“Spaghetti with spicy meat sauce, and carbonated soda for drinks.”

This is Yang Weiwu’s order.

There is no requirement on the hardness of noodles, and there is no indication on the portion, that is, it is ordered according to the standard. The drink was chosen only because he knew that the greasiness of pasta can be neutralized by carbonated drinks. Otherwise, he is the type who likes plain water.

“It’s incredible——”

The girl sighed.

“Even though so many people are taking shelter, this store is operating normally.”

“The people who suffered the most damage were not the entire Ekatoz. In fact, the destroyed buildings and the secondary damage caused by the collapse only affected about 30 buildings. Although the flow of people in the commercial street was very low due to the appearance of monsters, at least they didn’t damage the shops. Many people would not close their shops as long as they could do business even if they were scared to death.”

Even if the world ended just a few hours ago, people still have to live.

It took less than 24 hours from the beginning of the riot to the end. Order was not disrupted, and the rescue workers disguised as sickle-weasels also worked together to minimize the subsequent damage.

By the way, the immediate family members of those who died were also retrieved and will be released after a period of time.

As for the timing, Yang Weiwu also thought about whether it would be better to do it earlier or later.

If it was earlier, the Gray Barriers would have taken the opportunity to say that they had the resurrection technology to bring those people back to life, thereby attracting people to pursue and abuse the Holy Fruit of the Star even more unscrupulously.