Chapter 41 A Boy's Night Walk
"Eglas, what are you doing!?"
The woman in the fluffy aristocratic dress rushed over, surprised and angry.
Egglas threw the football down the stairs and took two steps back in fear.
"You're a child of an aristocratic family. You should be sitting in the sunroom learning to paint and reading elegant books. Did you know that officials from the City Hall will be visiting our home this afternoon?"
"You've made such a mess of yourself, you're all covered in mud! It would be embarrassing for others to see you like this!"
The boy, who was as delicate and clear as jade but exuded a lively and energetic spirit, took two steps back in fear.
It can be seen that although he has a handsome face, his muscles and bones are smooth, strong and clear. He must be a boy full of energy.
The noblewoman slapped Eglas, and the little boy's head was knocked off balance.
He shook his head, watching the football roll twice in fear, and silent tears flowed from his clear eyes like glass.
Then he gritted his teeth and kicked the ball into the goal, as if he wanted to resist.
He had only taken two steps when he was held down by the housekeeper and servants called by the woman and forcibly taken back.
The kids from the slum behind stood outside the fence, watching the boy who had just been playing football with them being taken away by his family, and no one dared to say a word.
Eglas walked in the night with a gloomy expression, and the night swallowed up his delicate face and cascading hair bit by bit.
His expression was fierce, his eyes were full of hatred, and his broad shoulders were tense in the darkness, full of hatred.
He recalled the things of his "previous life" again...
Women and men, his parents, the Duke and Duchess of Edela, had always urged him to be elegant and behave like a child of the nobility.
He wasn't even allowed to play football.
They told him that children from noble families were not allowed to do such things. If he wanted to play, he could only play with children from noble families.
They had lived a life of elegance all their lives, but then, on the day the Sea Ring Alliance broke into the castle, they were brutally thrown onto the military vehicle like garbage.
The thunder roared, still reminding him of the origin of hatred and shame.
They were a powerful aristocratic family, and their castle was heavily guarded. The people from the Circum-Sea Alliance dispatched five armies to capture their family members.
The lightning and thunder at this moment reminded him of that time.
At this moment, accompanied by heavy rain, lightning struck, illuminating his face, and his golden eyes were filled with raging hatred and anger.
In the heavy rain, he came to a cave and met Skva in the cave.
Skeva is a small armored spider that belonged to the Pan-Continental Alliance with Eglas two hundred years ago.
His human body had become a skeleton, and his brain structure had been specially processed, with part of it implanted into the body of a crustacean spider. He had survived as a crustacean spider for more than two hundred years.
Due to the characteristics of the spider's body, Skva's body does not grow large, only the size of a fist, so it usually acts as a scout in the activities of the crustacean spider.
He was the one who had been monitoring Aizhe and Noson in the Zeta Alliance.
"Prince, the order has been sent to the Black Light Organization."
"They are so stupid, they will definitely be influenced by us."
"This group of people believes in the existence of the Holy Lord and the existence of God's will."
"You will be the Holy Lord in the hearts of these people."
Upon hearing this, Eglas laughed.
With the laughter and the strong wind outside the cave, the gently lifted white hair looked a little arrogant.
"To break the human organization's plan, we will start with the Black Light Organization."
"They are in close communication with Zeta. We can directly use them to destroy Zeta's defenses."
"Prince, it would be too radical to just wipe out Zeta. There are still many people and resources within Zeta that can be utilized."
"you're right."
Eglas took two steps in the cave and his expression darkened.
"At first I just wanted to keep Ai Zhe."
"But now I feel that the machines and resources in Zeta need to be controlled by the people inside them, so I will keep some of the people inside Zeta."
"However, the descendants of the Rim Sea Alliance must die!"
A cold light flashed in Egglas' eyes, and there was a terrifying and murderous look in his eyes.
The next bolt of lightning flashed across his face, illuminating half of it horribly.
"Continue to move between various organizations and gather intelligence."
"We want to make this world, all its resources and power, work for us."
There was a fierce gleam in his tone.
As Eglas walked back to the Zeta temporary camp, an elderly refugee came over and scolded him.
What this means is that he left without reporting to the organization, and they were worried that something might happen to him.
Egglas had a stern face and indifferent eyes as he looked down at the old man.
There was a strange and terrifying look in those golden pupils.
The old man felt an invisible pressure, as if he had seen the god of death. He took a step back in fear.
About a week ago, this young man said that he was in trouble. At that time, he looked pitiful and everyone felt pity for him, so they allowed him to join the refugee camp.
But his behavior now is completely different from that time, as if he had changed his face.
It was cold and depressing, like a devil in human skin, and the silence was disturbing.
Eglas sat down slowly. Seeing that it was still some time before dawn, he leaned back in the makeshift tent and closed his eyes to rest.
He didn't need to sleep at all, he was just waiting.
Wait until Ai Zhe wakes up according to human schedule.
The morning sun shone on Ai Zhe's body. Ai Zhe woke up and his eyelashes under his thick eyebrows fluttered.
He looked at the windowsill bathed in sunlight, and saw something new on it.
It was a box containing some oddly shaped but strangely cute food. He walked over and found a piece of paper taped to the box.
"Good morning, you guy."
"Just now the communicator showed that you were still asleep, so I didn't come to disturb you."
"I don't know why I woke up so early today. Maybe it was fate that told me to make breakfast for you."
"Don't laugh at me, this is my first time trying to make this kind of pastry-based food."
Ai Zhe smiled and leaned on the windowsill.
He looked up at Northam, who was wearing light clothes and sweating while exercising at the door of his house, picked up the food with a smile, and lowered his head to taste a few bites.
Onion was placed in Northam's yard by Northam. It was wagging its tail, circling around Northam happily, and making happy noises.
Suddenly, the onion, which was chirping happily, let out a warning whine.
Then he immediately went back into his nest.
As if he saw something.
In the distance, a young man with waist-length white hair was walking towards them with a smile.
The boy had changed into the old clothes that Ai Zhe had prepared for him last night. Even though the clothes were a bit old, they still gave him an aristocratic look.
There wasn't as much timidity and restraint as yesterday.
He now has the same qualifications as other temporary residents and can enter and exit the camp. As long as he does not violate the rules of the camp, he has the same rights to move around in and out of the camp as other refugees.
He was no longer so timid, and raised his head slightly, as if he had completed a plan and taken off his disguise.
He looked coldly at the human who was sweating profusely in the yard while holding a magnetic knife. He suppressed his inner disdain, and a trace of bone-biting coldness flashed in his golden pupils.
Then, he turned his gaze to Ai Zhe and stared at him intently.
It was morning, and still a bit chilly, but the boy had a coat in his hand.
Ai Zhe had just lowered his head to take a bite of bread when he caught sight of the jacket in the boy's hand. He was startled to realize it wasn't his jacket. "Yesterday, when you were carrying me, you left your jacket on the medical cart. Did you forget?"
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