After leaving the world of all NPCs

There was also a hint of suppressed discomfort.

The small nostrils twitched slightly, and the pink lips were unconsciously pursed.

There was an unignorable friction sensation inside the body.

The constant contact between the tiny metal ring and the soft fabric, even a slight shake or friction with the fabric, will cause a tingling sensation, which will pull at the sensitive nerves.

Suddenly, Ailishiya's delicate brows furrowed sharply, and two unusually bright blushes instantly appeared on her cheeks. One hand stretched forward eagerly, tightly grasping the corner of Ye Zuochen's clothes, with a strength that was a bit coquettish, dependent, and pleading.

"Little Leaf..." The soft and sticky voice was like a silk thread wrapped in honey, gently wrapping around Ye Zuochen's heart. "I have received your love~? I will also wear the gift you gave me well..."

Alicia swallowed hard, the fullness and pressure in her chest making it hard for her to breathe. "But, can you please not be like this? I feel so full and bloated inside, can you adjust it back?"

Ye Zuochen raised his hand, his fingertips gently brushing against Alicia's burning cheek. "Isn't Miss Pink Fairy very brave? You can't even withstand this little test? This is proof of love."

The blood color on Alicia's face seemed to be drained away in an instant, and her pink eyelashes trembled violently.

The word "proof" was like a key that suddenly opened the keyhole of memory.

What exploded in my mind was the "wedding" that overturned my cognition last night.

The pure white wedding dress is so bold and almost provocative, with tulle and lace covering up key parts.

Mebius's snake-like eyes flashed with a frenzied green light, and his cold fingers grasped her tender chest almost roughly. Velvet raised the perforating instrument, the cold metallic gleam stinging her eyes under the auditorium's chandelier. Aponya tried to step forward, her gray eyes filled with worry, but was blocked by Ling, who was holding a gorgeous "ring box" and puffing up her face with jealousy...

And Sakura's silent, razor-sharp gaze, Kiana's slightly open mouth in shock...

All the familiar faces became witnesses of this absurd ceremony.

Especially Mebius.

The relationship between Alicia and Mebius can probably be summarized as love and hate.

However, most of the time, it was Mebius who suffered the loss.

So, when he realized what Ye Zuochen was going to do, a smile of revengeful satisfaction instantly broke out on Mebius' face.

She completely transformed into an evil assistant who helped the evil, and took the tools swiftly, with a technique that could even be called professional, just to witness with her own eyes that her, Alicia, fell into an unprecedented predicament.

The thought of running away flashed through his mind in a split second before it was killed by the gazes from all directions and Ye Zuochen's seemingly smiling but actually unquestionable eyes.

Even if she escapes this time, Ye Zuochen will catch her back.

Moreover, she had always joked that Ye Zuochen was her husband, and used this to tease the cute girls in the [NPC World] and enjoy their various reactions. Now... maybe it was retribution.

At this point, there is no escape.

Even Eden could only respond with a look of helplessness.

The heavy, full feeling came over her again, even more violently than before, and the blush on her cheeks deepened, almost to the point of bleeding.

Alicia took a deep breath, stood on tiptoe, and put her soft lips close to Ye Zuochen's ear.

"Little Leaf, can you help me? Just make a little bit, like Aponya did..."

Ye Zuochen suddenly felt something.

There was a brief silence.

Soon, the room was filled with the sound of a thirsty young animal sipping sweet spring water.

The sound was not loud, but it was infinitely amplified in the silence of the old house in the early morning, echoing clearly between the walls.

After a long time, the faint sipping sound finally stopped.

Ye Zuochen slowly stood up, raised his hand and wiped the remaining trace at the corner of his lips with his fingertips.

Alicia seemed to have lost most of her strength. She breathed slightly, the blush on her cheeks still bright, but the tense discomfort between her brows had obviously dissipated for the most part.

"Being a mother is really hard~ It seems I still have work to do."

Ailishia leaned gently against Ye Zuochen's side and sighed.

Ye Zuochen said calmly, "I don't think you need to worry about that. From what I've observed, the fate of this world seems to prevent the God Slayer from having children. Although there are still some who slip through the net, it can still be said that having children is difficult."

"Then should I look for Mei's device? The lovely Kiana is the offspring of Kevin and Mei~"

"It should be Yulan Dell, right? At the very least, it's Siegfried..."

"Um……"

The two of them snuggled together and pushed open the heavy door of the study.

A distinct smell of old paper, ink, and dust hit me.

It is more like a cave where people are buried alive by knowledge than a study.

The space is about 10 square meters, and all four walls are swallowed by the towering dark wooden bookshelves. The bookshelves have long been overwhelmed by the weight. Books are like an unyielding torrent, overflowing from the gaps between every layer, and piling up on the floor in front of the bookshelves, forming a series of shaky hills.

Even the only window on the east side was mostly blocked by a huge mountain of books.

Although it was early morning outside, the room had to rely on the glaring pale light emitted by a few old light bulbs on the ceiling, which made the countless curled pages look pale.

In the center of this silent cemetery of books, Tokisaki Kurumi sat under the halo of a desk lamp.

The cascading black hair was divided into two delicate braids, falling softly on shoulders that seemed so slender that they would break at any moment.

The thick bangs were like a mysterious curtain, tightly covering the left half of her stunning face, leaving only the breathtaking beauty of the right half exposed.

Her red lips, as delicate as cherry blossom petals, were pursed.

The skin is like the finest pearls, so delicate and smooth that not a single pore can be seen.

His exposed right eye stared intently at a thick book spread out on his knees.

The whole person was like a carefully carved porcelain doll, immersed in the ocean of characters on the pages of the book, and seemed oblivious to the movement at the door.

In the shadow of another mountain of books, another figure was curled up.

The long silver-purple hair was like flowing moonlight, spreading over the smooth ankles and the scattered book covers around, forming a strange contrast with the dim pages.

Bare feet, small and delicate toes curled unconsciously as they stepped on the cold wooden floor.

It was the original elf who had just awakened.

Holding a hardcover book bigger than her face in both hands, her ice-blue eyes were like the frozen deep sea, scanning every line of text on the page at an almost crazy speed. Her slender fingers would occasionally unconsciously slide across the paper, leaving behind an extremely slight rustling sound.

She was greedily absorbing the torrent of knowledge at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The blush on Alicia's face had not completely faded, but her steps had returned to their usual light and graceful pace. She let go of Ye Zuochen's hand and floated silently to Tokisaki Kurumi's pile of books like a curious pink butterfly.

"Ah~Kyousan, good morning?"

Kurumi finally lifted her eyes from the page.

"Good morning, Miss Alicia. As you can see, Miss Primordial Elf has woken up."

"Oh, that's great news. A new day starts with a wonderful encounter~"

Alicia drifted towards the silver-purple figure immersed in a sea of ​​books.

"And this new friend~Good morning!"

The elf girl's ice-blue eyes suddenly lifted up from the page, her gaze still seemingly glued to the characters she had just read. She glanced at Alicia, then lowered her head to look at the heavy tome on her lap.

pat!

The girl closed the heavy book in her hand with her slender white fingers.

"I see. You've got a general grasp of the language system."

The girl spoke, her voice ethereal and otherworldly, with the quality of a newly pieced-together language system that was still a bit awkward but already logically clear.

"Wow!" Alicia exclaimed in an exaggerated yet sincere voice, cupping her cheeks with her hands. "This is truly incredible! Yesterday he could only babbled, but today he speaks so fluently! Alicia is so impressed!"

The girl's icy blue eyes returned Alysia's gaze calmly, without any complacency. She stated rationally, "If we have sufficient information on text and sound, it's possible to infer a language system from their common elements. Of course, since this involves a lot of speculation, we can't deny the existence of differences in details."

Her gaze passed by Alicia and fell on Ye Zuochen who was standing quietly at the door.

The girl tilted her head slightly, and a long-held question about the origin of existence was clearly outlined in the language she had just mastered:

"Excuse me, are you my creator?"

Ye Zuochen did not answer immediately. He just took a step forward and silently walked through the pile of books on the ground. He walked in front of the girl and bent down slightly so that his eyes were level with her as she sat among the books.

Obsidian eyes stared deep into the icy blue ocean.

He shook his head.

Just as a hint of confusion flashed across the girl's ice-blue eyes, he nodded gently again.

This contradictory action deepened the confusion in the girl's eyes, like the surface of a lake into which a stone was thrown.

Then, Ye Zuochen slowly opened his lips and uttered a syllable:

"Mio."

He whispered, "This is your name. I'm sorry for bringing you into this world without permission. I will be responsible for you."

"Mio..."

The girl repeated it subconsciously, and the unfamiliar syllable slipped out from between her delicate lips and teeth.

Suddenly, without any warning, a strange and surging heat burst out from the deepest part of her empty heart.

It was not physical heat, but a feeling with a strange sour and swollen feeling, like a sleeping seed awakened by the spring thunder, instantly breaking through the ground, turning into warm spring water, rushing rapidly, and flooding every corner of her body that had just understood the concept of "existence".

This warm current came so quickly and so overbearingly that it easily broke through the girl's nascent rationality.

A cool and moist touch appeared on her pearly smooth and delicate cheek without any warning.

One o'clock, two o'clock...

Like dewdrops condensed on flower petals in the morning, they slid silently down along the perfect curves of her face.

The girl blinked her ice-blue eyes in confusion, and tiny water droplets instantly stained her long silver-purple eyelashes. She subconsciously raised her hand and carefully touched her wet cheek with her fingertips.

The crystal liquid wet Mio's fingertips.

Using the textual information that has just been categorized and defined to correspond to it... this should be "tears"?

"Eh...this is so strange..." Mio muttered to herself, "Why, this...this feeling."

She tried to press her fingers near the corners of her eyes to stop the uncontrolled liquid from flowing out.

The pressure from the fingertips not only failed to block the source, but made the soreness and swelling spreading from the heart even more intense.

More warm liquid broke through the constraints of her eye sockets and dripped down like a broken string of beads, leaving a small dark wet mark on the hem of her snow-white skirt.

“Ugh…ah…ah…”

A pain as if my heart was being tightly gripped and kneaded by an invisible hand suddenly came without warning.

The pain did not come from the flesh, but it was more intense and suffocating than any physical trauma.

His brows were knitted in pain, his body, unable to support itself, suddenly bent forward, his slender shoulders trembled violently, and his long silver-purple hair scattered on the stacks of books like a pouring galaxy.

Suppressed sobs escaped from between her tightly clenched lips.

The two figures moved almost at the same time.

Ye Zuochen squatted down quickly, and his powerful arms passed steadily through the girl's slender armpits.

On the other side, Alicia immediately reached out and carefully supported the girl's trembling shoulders.

The two of them, one on the left and one on the right, with a silent understanding, gently and steadily lifted the original elf, who was curled up and trembling due to the sudden strong emotional impact, from the cold pile of books and placed it on a cushioned armchair next to it.

Ye Zuochen's large palm fell on the girl's back, which was slightly rising and falling due to her sobbing, and he soothed her slowly and firmly, again and again.

Alicia half-knelt beside the chair, stretched out her hand, and gently wiped away the winding tear marks on the girl's face, while her other hand gently stroked the back of the girl's cold hand.

The only sound in the study was the girl's intermittent sobs, lingering between the gaps between the piles of books.

Kuang San looked at this scene with mixed feelings.

123 A Struggle Across Ten Thousand Years

Walk out of the study.

Da Kuangsan tapped his lips with his fingers: "Mr. Zuochen, how did I get along with my past 'best friend'?"

Emphasis was placed on the word "close friend".

Because both Kurumi are time spirits, they can exchange memories directly.

College student Kurumi knew very well how this original elf had deceived her in the original timeline.