TILLY had gone through all kinds of physical pain in all her lives combined.
Having said that, she had to say that getting burned alive by the Hellfire was in the Top 3.
It was ironic since she was supposed to be immune to fla.
And here she was, crying like a baby after getting burned.
Crab mallet, I’m gonna kill you.
Tilly didn’t expect that the crab mallet could hear her thoughts in that situation, so she was surprised when it spoke in her mind.
How did this damn thing didn’t expect the Hellfire to hurt?!
But I guess I’m the fool for listening to you.
Almost where?!
Hmm?
Tilly didn’t even realize that she had her eyes closed all this ti.
After all, she was too focused on the burning sensation all over her body.
When she opened her eyes, she was surprised by what greeted her.
First of all, the Hellfire may appear black— but the "light" surrounding it was still blinding.
Hence, Tilly had to squint.
But even in that state, she could vaguely see what was happening.
Yes, she felt like she was getting burned alive.
However, the hand and the arms that were holding the crab mallet were still white and smooth. aning, she could only feel the heat. But the Hellfire wasn’t burning her literally.
That’s a relief.
Lastly, Tilly saw the crab mallet absorbing the Hellfire that was getting smaller and smaller as ti passed by.
Oh, crab mallet, you’re working hard!
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AS SOON as Winter regained consciousness, his mind started playing the events that had transpired as if they were so movie scenes.
Yes, he learned what movies were from her mother’s mories.
He couldn’t open his eyes yet, but his brain was already working hard.
Winter t the Julian of the past when he slipped through ti.
The Plane is truly a strange place.
Anyway, he also rembered suddenly fainting?
"You’re awake?"
Hmm?
Winter imdiately got up when he saw the familiar face that he wouldn’t mistake for soone else when he opened his eyes. "Dad!"
Yes, it was his father.
But he forgot that he wasn’t in the right "tiline."
No wonder his father looked stunned.
And then Winter noticed Julian standing behind their father with a shocked look on his face.
Oh, I ssed up.
"Dad?" Kiho— no, he was probably Kalel Moonchester in this tiline. "Did you just call ’Dad?’ That’s an unfamiliar word."
Right.
This world is older than our world.
Moreover, the people in this place thought Winter was a commoner.
So, I should behave like one.
Thank goodness he got his acting skills from his mother.
Winter imdiately kneeled in front of Kalel Moonchester— his forehead and knees touching the floor. "Please forgive my rudeness, my noble lord."
As the son of the Supre Fire Mage and the Black Serpent, he had never knelt to anyone.
However, he didn’t mind doing it for his father.
"I had a dream about my father, so I had mistaken the noble lord as him," Winter said. Now even his voice sounded like he was about to cry. Well, to be fair, he really wanted to cry because he missed his father. Hence, he didn’t stop himself from feeling that way. "Please have rcy on , my noble lord."
Kalel Moonchester fell silent.
Now Winter was worried.
If I rember correctly, my father during this ti was completely under the bad emperor’s control. What will I do if my father turns out to be an evil guy in this era? And what if he suddenly kills because a commoner dares to call him ’dad?’
Winter shook in fear.
"F-Father, please forgive the child," Julian pleaded. It was obvious that he was scared of his own father, but he still begged to save Winter. "I was the one who brought him here, so he’s my responsibility. I promise that this won’t happen again, so please let it slide this ti."
Aww.
Winter was touched to know that Julian still got his back even in this era.
And to think that they believe I’m a commoner...
"Child, raise your head."
Of course, Winter imdiately did as he was told.
To be fair, he wanted to see this unfamiliar appearance of his father, after all.
Kalel Moonchester, a god of this ti, had long and silver hair. His eyes were red. And, overall, he looked apathetic.
It’s so different from the father I know, and yet I still want to get close to him.
But Winter had to be careful.
After all, he rembered sothing important.
Kyro, my grandfather, used to possess my father during this era. But, right now, my gut feeling is telling that this Kalel Moonchester is my father.
"Child, answer my question truthfully."
Winter gulped before he nodded politely. "Of course, my noble lord."
"What exactly does "dad" an?" Kalel Moonchester asked curiously. "I do get what it ans based on the context that you have given. However, this is the first ti I’ve heard that word be used when referring to one’s father. Where did you co from, child? Is that a word that’s only used in your village?"
Hmm.
To be honest, Winter wasn’t good at lying.
And he really didn’t want to lie to his father.
But I need to protect my identity until I gain their trust.
"Child, don’t even think about lying," Kalel Moonchester warned him, his red eyes glowing. "I can tell if you’re telling the truth or not. And once you lie to , you know what will happen to you."
Oh, no.
His father’s threat gave Winter a chill down his spine.
However, he didn’t waver.
Omitting so details in a truth doesn’t make it a lie, right?
"I don’t know what this place is, my noble lord," Winter said calmly. "For have I co from the future."
Here goes nothing.
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