Chapter 258

"Winter has really arrived."

Will sighed for some reason as he looked at her profile.

No matter what happened when he saw the snow, he would feel a little chilled by the white snow.

Will was just looking at the snow outside the window and felt a little chill in his heart.

But...

Yail gently touched Will's lips with her fingers.

The warm fingers seemed to still carry the temperature of her five fingers sinking into the pillow when she hugged it.

She tilted her head and squinted her eyes.

"No, Master...at this moment, for Yiail..."

"It's spring."

Chapter 285 The Spring of the Beast-eared Maid (9)

The last chapter was blocked so quickly...I posted it in the middle of the night and it was blocked at noon. I'll edit it again.

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Holding a thick volume of "History of Magic", Will sat in front of the window, wrapped in a thick blanket and sweater, looking at the snowy scene outside the window.

Winters with heavy snowfall were not uncommon in his memory.

The Entak Empire was a country with very distinct spring, summer, autumn and winter. Almost every winter, such snowy scenes could be seen, and a thick layer of snowflakes could be seen accumulating on the pavilion in the courtyard.

But this year's winter came too early.

Thinking of this, he stuffed his feet into the blanket, wrapped it tighter with the blanket, and hid in the warm little room.

Winters in the past...

What did I do?

He turned the pages of "History of Magic" one by one.

Maybe this book was really boring and really obscure.

Most of the books in the study were taken away, and only this book was left.

In fact, even though he had read it once before, he couldn't really remember much of the content. The only thing he remembered was that... except for the "myth" that was mentioned briefly, the exact records all started from five hundred years ago.

Strange.

Why was he sitting by the window, flipping through the book, but not reading it with relish as before?

The stories written on it became boring in front of him.

He used to like reading this book very much, because it was full of settings about this "story" that he was curious about but were not written by the original author, as if something was spoiled in advance.

But now...

Why?

Why did this book read like a boring history textbook that he would flip through when he couldn't sleep? One event after another was described in an official tone, with messy and difficult-to-remember names - and the names of magic mixed together...

When Will was thinking this, his thoughts were suddenly interrupted by Iel:

"Master, come and try it today. It's Iel's newly baked sweet potato."

The hot baked sweet potato seemed to be fighting against the cold outside the glass window on the side of him, and it came to him.

"Come to think of it, I don't seem to eat this very often."

He picked up the baked sweet potato, but it was a little too hot. He tossed it back and forth between his left and right hands for a while before peeling it off.

"Because the Systrom family probably wouldn't choose sweet potatoes as their staple food in the past. Even if they wanted to eat it, they would have cut it into a platter."

Iel also held the sweet potato and sat on a wooden chair next to his window sill.

She also brought a tissue so that she could put the peeled sweet potato skin on her thighs.

"Everyone seems to say that roasted sweet potatoes have a winter flavor."

"It does have a winter flavor."

Will smiled. In fact, it was a distant memory for him.

In the winter here, he spent his days in a warm little house, looking at the snow outside the window, with Iaier by his side, reading books that he found interesting at the time, writing what he thought was meaningful, and eating hot and slightly luxurious meals.

"But, in fact, Iaier hates winter."

Iaier, who put the sweet potato in his mouth, suddenly changed the subject and said.

"Why?"

"Iaier seems to have never told the story before coming here to the young master..."

Because in fact, I know everything - Will said in his heart. He has read the details written in the "Character Biography" many times, and he can even remember some of Iaier's psychological activities.

He always felt that he didn't need to listen to this story from Iaier again.

Because he already knew it from a more objective perspective.

But...

"Then tell it, this book is too boring. I'm listening."

Will closed the book, looked at Iel's serious profile and erect ears, and spoke.

"When I was abandoned, it seemed to be the end of summer. The weather in the forest was still hot. But it slowly cooled down."

Iel smiled, left a piece of sweet potato, and fed it into Will's mouth, who had not yet peeled it.

She did not call herself "Iel" at this time. In fact, Will remembered that this name was given to her when she arrived at the Systrom family.

"I don't remember what I experienced before, nor do I remember why I was in the forest. But as I couldn't warm my body even if I hugged my tail, I thought that if it got colder, I wouldn't be able to cope with it."

"Border forests do get colder faster."

"Actually, I don't know... because I have never experienced it. I just feel that the world will continue to get colder and there will no longer be a time when I can walk in the stream with bare feet."

She shrank a little tighter.

"...Later I learned that they called it winter. After I came back, the sentence I heard the most was probably, 'She almost couldn't survive the winter and never saw the spring.'"

Will said nothing at this time.

His skin felt the cold outside the blanket, and he knew very well that the cold that Yiel had experienced was deeper and more severe than this.

"However, none of this happened. In that winter, it was you, young master, who left Yi Aier behind."

Her self-description has changed again.

In Will's eyes, she became the cute and respectful maid who knew her name every time, with a hint of childishness.

"So, Yi Aier knew that after winter, there would be increasingly warm days waiting for Yi Aier."

"From that time on, every day for Yiel, it was a spring where he could know that 'the cold will leave and the weather will become warmer and warmer'."

Will watched her swallow the sweet potato without even noticing as she spoke.

"Uh...uhhhh!"

But she seemed to be choking, so Will patted her on the back.

"Okay, okay, eat slowly. When talking about the past, there is no need to think of yourself as the past when you didn't have enough to eat."

"Yes...it was because it was too hot, and the dog...the dog's tongue couldn't handle it...so he swallowed it in one gulp."

She raised her eyes with tears in her eyes and looked at Will.

I don’t know why, but Will was confused at this time even though he had the answer to the previous question——

She really...

Is it really "black"?

Or, had she slowly...slowly accepted a relationship that was so sticky that she acted as if she couldn't live without him physically and mentally?

So every day that I spend continuously, I gradually can't live without her?

"They often say that dogs are very loyal and very loyal creatures. Although...although Yi Aier should be a wolf, it is not impossible to be a young master's dog."

She seemed to say again what she had often said before.

"Wow~"

Then, he narrowed his eyes and laughed, his tail wagging behind him.

"Wait a minute, I just realized something now."

"Um?"

"It seems that the phrase "Yiel is the young master's dog" that always makes you claim to be... is a little bit easy for people to misunderstand?"

"But... isn't that what the young master meant?"

Will seemed to remember.

I want... to make Yiel as strong as the funny working dog that died before.

You don’t want her to be your dog, do you? !

"But, then again, Yi'er... I haven't been out since I came here. After the snow stopped, I suddenly had a place I wanted to visit..."

"!!!"

Yiel pricked up her ears as if very alert, and looked at Will with her eyes wide open, waiting for him to say the next words——

"Go and give a grave to the dog that maybe started it all."

Will seemed to think of the "Mission System" he had written page after page since that day, as well as the "destiny" of his own death that he believed would not change, and the various coincidences surrounding him. The three losers around him——

Now that he was back where he started, it might be time to go back and take a look.

Chapter 286 Shona is still conquering the dungeon (4k)

Even though Shona knows the entire dungeon system very well and has very rich dungeon knowledge and exploration experience, when facing...

A certain level of the dungeon where no "monsters" appeared, no traps appeared, and you couldn't even see the exit...

...But when she was asked to turn the white square in three directions, she was still at a loss.

"ah?"

"Hello, front, side and back respectively. Please."

"Uh... are you quite polite?"

"Front. Please raise your hand slightly and place it at 45 degrees."

Click.

"Side view. Please raise your hands and show the side view."

Click.

"Back side. Please maintain the same movements as the front side."

Shona's first rule for conquering dungeons is that when you are "lost" or "confused" on a certain level, you should try to follow the "guidance" of the dungeon.

Whether there's a monster waiting for you to fight, a pit that looks like a trap, or a road sign that says "The door is ahead."

At first, she only found that this principle was more practical and could temporarily solve the problem.

After experiencing the Tenth Castlevania, I heard about the operating rules of the dungeon side from Lucifer's mouth, and I found a theoretical basis for this rule.

The dungeon itself relies on the adventurers to accumulate "energy" by going down the level, so there is no reason to stop them from progressing on a certain level.

only……

What exactly is this going to do?

"Successfully decoded, now please enter the data of 'Will System'."