Chapter 302 Chapter 302 Milo loves his father the most

The pearls should feel very light against the shoe.

But Arvid still felt it.

Arvid froze from the moment he was held by the cub.

It's actually very easy to dodge that little soft creature when it pounces on you like this.

But there is a strange kind of magic?

Perhaps this term is not accurate.

But Arvid couldn't find a better adjective.

Even the God of Light, who controls half the world, couldn't avoid the attack of this tiny cub.

Arvid couldn't help but wonder - is this how Daryl usually feels?

Being called dad by this little guy.

He was indeed very small, even smaller than any he had seen before, with strange colors and was so soft that he would be sad and wait for his parents to hold him if they left for ten minutes.

snort.

Arvid thought.

Daryl really doesn't know how to raise children.

Daryl had only picked up this cub a short time ago, but he had already spoiled it beyond belief.

This should be called separation anxiety.

Scholars have conducted detailed research on the current magical world.

The general meaning is that parents take care of their children in every way, which causes the cubs to develop a strong sense of dependence.

This is not good.

Besides.

It's just a cub, even if it looks a little cute.

But so what?

Arvid really couldn't see what was so special about this little guy.

not to mention--

Arvid glanced a little distance away.

Daryl also looked completely worried, and he came back so quickly.

Milo hesitated.

——How strange.

The sensitive cub felt something was not right when faced with a guy who looked exactly like his parent.

for example--

My father is always lazy and looks listless, but he can be very fierce when he is serious.

The person in front of him was always very calm and unmoved. Even when he hugged him, he didn't react at all and didn't even hug him.

Moreover, when Dad looked at Milo, although his words were very tough, his eyes were actually gentle, so Milo dared to act coquettishly, dared to snuggle up next to Dad to sleep, and dared to get into Dad's arms little by little.

But the person in front of him - Milo's little hand holding out the pearl paused for a moment and retracted it.

So strange.

Little Milo felt a little fear.

But the next moment.

That feeling disappeared, and the cub only felt dizzy and his consciousness was dazed for a moment.

The father who was just in front of him now walked over and reached out to pick him up.

Milo:?

Um?

The little mermaid looked a little dazed and silly, looking at her father's face.

Daryl frowned.

"What's wrong? Are you stupid?"

Daryl, who came back on time, didn't actually buy much. The main reason was that he had been with the cub for a while. After getting used to it, he actually missed the little guy a little after being away from him for a while.

Under the deliberate cover of another person, Daryl didn't pay much attention to the surrounding situation.

Of course, the main problem is that this place is under the jurisdiction of Light. Most of the people around here are believers of the God of Light. The breath of Avid is present here all the time. Daryl has long been accustomed to it. If he is asked to distinguish the changes in the intensity of these breaths, he really has no intention of paying attention to it for a while.

The mermaid baby blinked subconsciously, still holding the handful of pearls in his hand, and tilted his little head in a daze.

Why?

"Just now... was Milo dazzled?"

Is Milo hallucinating?

"What?"

Daryl frowned, looking at the little guy in his arms.

"Just now, Milo seemed to see someone who looked like his father."

Milo spoke subconsciously.

Daryl's brow furrowed for a moment.

Same person?

Daryl instantly became alert after hearing this. He closed his eyes and began to track -

But Arvid disappeared too quickly and neatly, and even disguised himself in his own territory. Daryl checked but couldn't see any clues.

He had no choice but to open his eyes and start to think.

Although I have to admit that - if what the little fish saw just now was true, then the only one who could make Yu Yu admit his mistake in an instant and disappear quietly was the God of Light Avid, who should have been above the clouds.

But how did Arvid end up here?

But soon, Daryl had a plan and an answer in his mind.

Actually, it can be explained, after all, there is such a big commotion on his side.

It would be normal for Arvid to come and take a look if he feels like it.

Daryl pondered this.

I didn't plan to tell the little cub about this.

Anyway, Arvid looked like a dog, so I just took a look and left.

Not to mention——

Daryl looked at the little cub in his arms again. The little guy was so tiny and looked very confused, with a dazed and ignorant feeling.

He looked completely confused. He was already confused about this world, and all that messy information was completely confusing to a young cub who had just come into contact with this world.

And Daryl privately didn't want Little Milo to contact this guy Avid.

He looked at the still dazed cub, changed the subject, and his eyes fell on the pearl in the cub's hand.

Daryl raised his eyebrows slightly.

“When did you save it?”

Milo, who was still confused and had his attention diverted in an instant, blinked his big eyes and hesitated for a moment.

Just...ah, this.

It's over, forgotten.

"You secretly cried and saved up pearls?"

Milo swallowed and took the pearl back, feeling a little guilty.

"No, Milo didn't cry secretly—"

The little guy had small hands, and although he said he was holding pearls in both hands, in reality, there were only about ten such round and perfect pearls in his palms.

In other words, the little guy just needs to save up the money secretly two or three times and then he will have it.

After all, he is a little crybaby, and he is really good at crying.

Daryl pinched the little cub's face.

"Okay, let's go, take the things and go home."

Then he raised his voice a little, as if he was deliberately speaking to someone.

If it was really Arvid who came, then he would have been able to hear it.

"What do you want to tell Dad?"

The cub paused, as if it didn't expect that it was just a pinch on the cheek, and just floated away like that.

The cub's eyes widened and he let out a small cheer.

"Milo loves Daddy the most."

Yes, that’s it.

Daryl felt relieved after hearing what he said.

Holding the cub in her arms, she left the National Library with the books that the cub had chosen.

After everyone left.

Outside the library.

Arvid leaned against the wall, holding the round pearl in his hand, squinting his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Exposed?

Not necessarily.

But Arvid didn't really care.

As long as he was watching Daryl's every move, it would eventually be exposed.

"grown ups."

The believer found his position in a panic, looked at Arvid cautiously, and asked softly.

"What's the situation now?"

"It's okay, don't worry too much."

Arvid spoke casually.

Daryl's ego makes him feel that everything is under his control.

The two of them just had different ideas, and there was no hatred that would lead to their downfall.

Just about that cub—

What’s so great about that?

Although Arvid was very disdainful of Daryl's every move before he left, what did he mean by loving his father the most?

Does it make any sense?

Obviously not.

So what does Daryl's deliberate emphasis have to do with him?

Do you think it will make him unhappy?

He didn't think that much, okay?

The feeling of being called dad by that little guy is actually just like that.

He really didn't care at all.

Arvid 'calmly' held the pearl in his hand.

"Daryl has to deal with the underground abyss when he comes to the mainland. You guys handle it and keep him for a while longer each time."

But one thing is true, the more Daryl is like this, the more curious Arvid becomes.

He began to be curious about the little guy's origins and everything about his past.

What kind of special qualities does that little guy have that Daryl can protect him so desperately, even though he only picked him up not long ago?

"and--"

Arvid didn't know where the competitive spirit came from.

"You said you loved dad the most... but you didn't recognize him either?"

And call him dad.

*

It was dark when Daryl returned to the house with the cub in his arms.

The little guy obviously forgot the strangeness of what happened just now. The previously silent crybaby turned into a chattering little talker.

He was clearly no longer afraid of Daryl at this point.

Before, because of Daryl's status as a god, his divine power, and his ambiguous attitude, the little cub always subconsciously shrank into the corner.

But now—

Daryl would bring him out of the seabed and onto land because of him, would build a swing for him and would sleep with him.

The cub at this moment is obviously different from the shivering little cub that just came into this world.

"Daddy, daddy, is that a star?"

"You haven't seen it yet, what's wrong?"

"No, you can't see stars in Milo's world before, and you can't see them under the sea before."

"...Dad will take you to the attic later."

"Then Milo will sing for Daddy later."

"Oh, I forgot to buy recording equipment today."

"Dad, are you going to sell it for money? Milo's voice is also very useful!"

"What are you so excited about? Is selling it for money a good thing? Don't let me have such a fuss. You sing nonsense all day long. You forget what you sang the day before and then you listen to that song the next day. No, you still have to let Christine find you a vocal teacher."

At least don't be so improvisational, and don't make your improvisation sound so good.

The little guy has a sound that even gods find so beautiful that they want to listen to it again.

Every time Daryl got the cub's clear eyes and saw that I had forgotten what he sang the day before, he couldn't help but feel regretful.

Daryl thought and sighed one last time.

"And look what this is."

Daryl handed a small cloth bag into Milo's hands.

The little mermaid took it in confusion.

I opened it and took a look inside, and was almost dazzled by the colorful lights inside.

"How to raise it?"

Daryl asked casually.

"Dad, what is this?"

"Coins and gems from the mainland, just collected."

Little Milo blinked in confusion.

What's that for Milo?

"Do you think I can still support you?"

So don’t always think that your father is a poor guy who has to rely on you for support.

He didn't question it, did he?

He just felt that the deep sea was poor and Milo had to support his father.

Is this enough to support Dad?

Little Milo didn't know.

But looking at Daryl's expression at this moment, it seemed like something very big had happened, and Milo was very good at providing emotional value.

Milo: "My dad is the best! Milo loves his dad the most. My dad is the best and most powerful god in the world!"

Daryl's chin unconsciously lifted a little.

Trying hard to hide the upturned corners of your lips.