Chapter 98 Future Interstellar Dragon Aotian
"Oh my, look at my little pudding's expression, are you surprised?"
Anderson laughed easily, as if Mu Lingnan's expression suited him very well.
Well, it turns out that my daughter is adorable when she's teased.
Mu Lingnan was choked by his words, and her brain, which was tangled by the huge shock, barely started to work. She asked breathlessly, "Is it appropriate for you, a Saint, to be a lecturer in a kindergarten?"
Also, why did your painting style change completely in just a dozen years? It's like you've become a completely different person.
Mu Lingnan said she couldn't accept it.
Anderson's smile widened, allowing Mu Lingnan to vaguely see the shadow of an unknown little bat, and her expression became even more subtle.
"My dear little pudding, children are the future of our Celestial Clan, so they are of course very important."
Mu Lingnan subconsciously asked back: "So my brother and I are not important."
Anderson: ...
Mu Lingnan realized what she had said. She turned her head away uncomfortably, then turned back angrily.
She was not wrong, she was right.
She smiles so happily to other people's children, but has a stern face to her own children. She has also been missing since they were young. Aren't she and Cecil growing wildly like grass?
Anderson is irresponsible!
Anderson pondered for a moment, then suddenly realized this was a good opportunity to exploit the situation. A mist of sadness drifted across his silver eyes, and he said sadly, "I never thought my little pudding would think of me this way. I'm so sad."
He continued seriously, "So, I think I need to have a private chat with my little pudding and reconnect with my father."
Hey
Before Mu Lingnan could say anything, Draven rejected Anderson. "I'm sorry, Lord Anderson, this is His Highness's order. The young lady cannot leave our sight. I hope you understand."
Anderson glanced at the young Celestial Clan kid, his voice soft and magical, "Is it really not possible? This is just a small conversation between father and daughter. Can't you be flexible?"
Mu Lingnan instinctively looked up at Anderson, and unconsciously frowned: It feels so familiar, I feel like I have heard the same words somewhere before.
She: Stare—
Draven was stunned, his face suddenly flushed, but his heartfelt obedience to Cecil's orders barely managed to resist the complete erosion of the magic. He only took a step back. "Lord Anderson, please make sure you stay within my sight, otherwise I will not agree."
Wow, I didn’t expect that he would be such a good candidate, but this is enough.
Anderson paid attention to Draven, then responded with a smile, turned around and motioned Mu Lingnan to follow.
Mu Lingnan followed obediently. She was also very curious about what her adoptive father wanted to do.
Anderson lifted the curtain of the inner room, and the sound of gurgling water was heard. The beautiful cobblestone path was flanked by quiet bamboo forests. Walking along the path, there was an ancient stone table surrounded by four stone pillars, and clear spring water gurgled beside the stone table.
Draven stood at the entrance of the trail, leaving Mu Lingnan and Anderson to enter.
Mu Lingnan looked at the layout of this place, which was rare in the Celestial Clan, and heard Anderson in front of her suddenly say in a complacent tone: "Well, you should like this kind of scenery."
Was it arranged for me?
Mu Lingnan was surprised, puzzled, and a little awkward. She thought Anderson liked this style.
But, “Yeah, I like it.”
There is a bamboo forest path with flowing water. It is hard for Mu Lingnan to dislike this scenery.
She sat down next to Anderson, stealing glances at him from time to time. When she met Anderson's smiling gaze, she would quickly look away. But Anderson just stared at her without saying a word. Mu Lingnan was annoyed.
"So, what do you want to say?" Mu Lingnan said angrily.
Anderson sighed: "Isn't it my little pudding who wants to ask something? I guess," he propped up his face leisurely, "my little pudding must have a lot of doubts in his mind, huh?"
She looked over suspiciously: "Just tell me if I ask you."
"Of course, I'm not like my rebellious son. My son's rebellion broke my heart." His crystal clear eyes were filled with vague and unfathomable emotions.
Both have silver eyes, but Cecil's eyes are more like those of a cold and inhuman god, while Anderson's eyes are like a mirror in the sky, reflecting everything, yet nothing.
Many years ago, the father in Mu Lingnan's memory was extremely indifferent, but the father he saw today had such exaggerated emotions that it was like a drama.
Mu Lingnan couldn't say who was better, she just felt that her father seemed to have not changed.
Mu Lingnan would believe whatever Anderson said.
She asked the question that concerned her most: "Then do you know why Cecil insisted on going to war with the elves?"
"Well, this is probably to steal the relics of God."
"Relics of God, what is that?" Mu Lingnan had never heard of this term before.
"It's a relic of God. Before, it was barely a pretty ornament. But now, after digging out half of the bones of the World Tree, the suppression of cultivation in this world has been reduced. If one wants to break through the Saint rank and become a Demigod, a relic of God is indispensable."
He really did say the truth.
Mu Lingnan digested this information for a while and understood what Anderson meant. "So, what you mean is that Cecil wants to attack the elves because he wants to break through to become a demigod."
But she couldn't figure out one question: "The relics of God, don't the Celestial Clan have them?" This shouldn't be the case.
"Of course the Celestial Tribe has it. Unfortunately, divine relics must match the corresponding elements before they can be used. After all, you can't ask a necromancer who specializes in soul magic to upgrade with items filled with light elements."
Dad, you also play "Star Ocean"
Mu Lingnan held back her words. She understood: "The Light Element is with the elves."
Anderson casually revealed even more explosive news: "That's right, and the Wood Element is in the Celestial Tribe."
Mu Lingnan:!
Anderson was in high spirits: "Little Pudding, do you want to hear a legendary love story?"
Without waiting for Mu Lingnan's reply, he continued, "In those ancient times, in those ignorant times, the prince of the forest knew only song and dance, while the future queen of the sky never ceased her conquest. They were never meant to meet, but met in a sea of blood and fire."
"But fate, which even God could not predict, is so wonderful and fascinating. They met in the wrong sea of flowers. From then on, the lark brought the queen morning dew, while the eagle brought her lingering thoughts."
"But this love, as delicate as a rose, the storm laughs at its fragility, the scorching sun threatens to break its spine, and the most silent clouds quietly conceal the bridge between heaven and earth."
"But the naive prince didn't believe that the purest and strongest love in his heart might be enough to withstand all crises in the world."
"The proud queen didn't believe it either. She declared to heaven and earth that she possessed the strongest wings and would tear all her enemies apart."
"So, there was the most grand oath ceremony, proving to the whole world that from now on, flowers or crowns would be given to the one in their hearts."
What a pity there's no harp, Anderson thought with some regret.
"What happened next?" Mu Lingnan waited for a long time, but Anderson didn't say anything further. She looked over in confusion.
Anderson laughed and said, "The story ends here. It's the most beautiful ending."
She had never read about this in history, but she inexplicably believed Anderson and believed that what he said was true.
"So, the elves and the celestials exchanged the relics of God as a witness to their oath." Mu Lingnan concluded.
"Yes."
But the relationship between the Celestial Clan and the Elf Clan has been bad since ancient times. Mu Lingnan lowered her eyes. If this was the case, then it was hard to say what happened later.
The true ending was buried in history, and even the tribe's classics erased it.
She didn't know why, but she felt a little sad.
Mu Lingnan calmed down and calmed down. She then asked, "Becoming a demigod... is it important?"
Anderson said seriously, "It's very important, because this world needs gods."
He glanced at Mu Lingnan's expression and said meaningfully, "But maybe my rebellious son isn't acting this way. It seems like he's really grown up."
Mu Lingnan didn't pay attention to what Anderson said. She thought of Samuel whom she had met before.
"Father," she hesitated, organizing her words, "I want to ask, do you know who my mother is?"
"Or maybe we still have a brother."
Anderson blinked and said, "Hey, my little pudding, do you miss your mother? If it's your little pudding, then I can be your mother."
Mu Lingnan was embarrassed and annoyed: "What are you talking about!"
"I'm serious, but," Anderson said nonchalantly, "brother, I don't think so."
Who can blame fate for liking to play tricks on people? He is so deep in the game that he can't see through the future at all.
Is that so?
Even my cheap dad doesn't know about Samuel's existence, so who is Samuel...
Mu Lingnan frowned. Now one mystery was solved, but there were still many mysteries that remained unclear.
Anderson suggested: "Did Little Pudding meet anyone? It would be better to ask him in person."
"But Cecil won't let me leave." Mu Lingnan lay on the stone table weakly.
"I can help you."
Mu Lingnan suddenly raised her head: "Really, Draven..."
"Of course." After all, that's what I came here for.
Anderson gently put his index finger to his lips and said, "I'm a Saint-level magician. Stopping them is easy. If you don't believe me, turn around."
Mu Lingnan looked towards the path and realized that Draven and the others had fallen asleep at some point.
As expected of a Saint, it's so terrifying.
"But before you leave."
Anderson lightly brushed Mu Lingnan's forehead. Mu Lingnan looked at him adorably, causing Anderson to chuckle, "It's my blessing."
At this moment, the system outside the world was so frightened that the circuits in its body shuddered. It had to report to its superiors and ask them not to send it, a primary system, on high-level world missions.
The way of heaven is so scary, the system also wants to go home.
Mu Lingnan touched his forehead, still a little confused: "Then how do we leave?"
"It's very simple, just open a black hole." Anderson said casually.
Mu Lingnan expressed doubt: "Do you know where the destination is?"
"But little pudding doesn't know either, huh? Why not ask the magic crystal ball?" Anderson calmly took out a divination crystal ball from his sleeve.
Mu Lingnan was horrified. This was too unreliable!
【Author’s words】
Regarding the father, in fact, Anderson is not necessarily the father. After all, He has no gender. It's just that the world tree bears the fruit, so in a universal sense, the world tree is the mother (). Moreover, there is a reason why Anderson must be the father, hahahahaha
Oops, I have to hold it in.
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