They all believe that Maya has been acknowledged by the Lord of Justice.
Initially, Malin thought Maya knew who had given her the branch, but he quickly discovered that the girl truly didn’t know. This discovery made Malin internally complain, though Mother Earth and the Lord of Justice are indeed a couple, and they didn’t want to co out and point out these errors. They even whispered to Malin, telling him not to reveal too much.
So Malin chose to eat at—finally, there was roasted at at Saluda’s dinner. It must have been a communication among the elves; that night in Yorktown, everyone tossed the vegetarian food prepared by the elves aside and spent the whole ti following Malin to eat roasted at.
But to be honest, elf grilled at really was a challenge for them. Although the roasted at looked incredibly appetizing, Malin ate one piece and wiped his mouth, indicating he was full—what kind of roasted at was this? The at wasn’t tough, it was perfectly grilled, and it tasted good, but it was extrely chewy. If not for Malin’s unusual teeth, this at would have been completely inedible.
Just as Malin was internally complaining about the elves’ almost idiotic performance in terms of at dishes, he saw Konsair heading towards the long table’s roasted at area. This big cat was drawn in by the aroma of the at, unaware that he was walking into a trap. Malin pursed his lips, watching this unaware big cat pick up a ready-cut steak, take a bite, chew a few tis, and then cover his mouth, spitting out the at.
Malin’s sharp eyes caught sight of the two broken teeth on the at.
"Is this at?" Mr. Konsair’s sowhat indignant question echoed in the hall.
"Yes, this is at," responded the elf waiter wielding an electric chainsaw to cut the at.
"My teeth fell out!" Mr. Konsair opened his mouth, pointing at his wound.
"Ah, sir, you can’t eat lobster at like that," the elf waiter said with a smile, pointing to the chanical tool nearby: "You need to put the at on that and hamr it with the machine at least twenty tis before it’s relatively safe to eat. Didn’t we place the eating manual there?"
The big cat Konsair took up the eating manual and read it, then put it down, looking at Malin with so confusion and questioning: "Your Highness, I saw you putting the whole piece into your mouth."
Malin nodded: "Yes."
"How co nothing happened to you?" The big cat seed still puzzled.
You stupid big cat, this is why I am the prince, and you are just a fool.
Malin sighed, opened his mouth, and the shark-like sharp teeth glittered under the light. Then, the shark’s sharp teeth transford into human teeth, and Malin closed his mouth: "If your teeth could do the sa, you’d be able to chew it."
The big cat was silent for a mont, looked at Malin, and pointed at his own teeth: "Can you heal my teeth?"
"No problem." Malin raised his hand, and the broken tooth roots in Konsair’s mouth were imdiately replaced by new teeth—nowadays, such a small spell formation is just a blink for Malin.
After sending off this big cat who found his way back, Malin ca to the grilled at area, curious about lobsters. The waiter was also very nice, pointing outside the window: "Your Highness, look over there, we caught the lobsters from the river."
Malin was sowhat stunned—what, you caught them from the nearby river?
Standing at the window, Malin looked at the giant lobster hanging on the elf’s rack... almost as big as a Beetle car, its shell reflecting a tallic sheen under the moonlight.
Co on, my friend, do you know the situation of the rivers in North Arica—every gram of sedint in the river contains various heavy tals from the chaotic emissions since the industrial era!
Malin thought of this and examined his stomach inwardly, but found that the at didn’t contain any heavy tals.
So he turned to look at the roasted ats, confirming that there was no problem with them.
"Waiter, I have a question, these lobsters’ shells look very sturdy." Malin decided to find answers himself.
"Your Highness, you have quite an eye, yes, these lobsters have very hard shells, but they have no resistance to ntal control spell formations, just a bit of illusion technique can lure them." The waiter nodded.
Malin pondered for a mont—these lobsters seem to be able to integrate the heavy tals they eat into their shells. Interesting, they might be products of genetic engineering.
But in any case, since the at was unproblematic, Malin hamred a few pieces of at and took them over to share with Maya.
And Maya expressed delight at Malin’s arrival—she had been surrounded by her peers and senior students in conversation for a long ti, and was already at a loss for words. Malin’s arrival relieved her plight and brought her delicious food.
anwhile, Malin also enjoyed feeding the cat, as the happy image of his little Leopard Girl eating at reminded Malin of long ago, when he was a child feeding young Maya in an apartnt on the second floor of Carterburg.
Maya seed to sense the smile on Malin’s face, reaching out to wipe sothing from the corner of Malin’s eye: "A bit of dirt."
The young Leopard Girl laughed, while in Malin’s eyes, Maya was constantly changing; sotis she was young Maya, sotis she was the current Maya, and sotis, Maya was old, hunched over and sitting there, chewing the at in her mouth and smiling happily.
Malin sighed inwardly because he realized that the ti Fate left him was running out. Ti for a deity was not an irreversible long river, but rather a journey where one could turn back at will. Malin was now beginning to lose control over his power.
Perhaps, not long from now, Malin would beco a true deity, and for Malin, that day was not far off.
No, this is not the path Malin wants. Becoming a cold-hearted deity is equivalent to death in Malin’s eyes, and such eternity is not what Malin desires.
I must do sothing; I must save this world.
Malin warned himself once more inwardly, born as a human, never forget his oath. He was not achieving heroism but saving his loved ones and children, the innocents in the world, and those in Malin’s view... were rely extra gifts.
"Malin, what’s wrong?"
The call from the current Maya snapped Malin back to reality. He smiled, reached out to wipe the at residue from the mouth corner of the elderly woman in front of him, then smiled and lowered his head.
Malin, rember your oath on that day, don’t beco a captive of desire, don’t let everything that happened to the other self happen again, we must do sothing.
Upon raising his head, the current Maya showed so surprise; she didn’t understand why Malin bowed his head, but the at Malin fed her brought joy, and the little Leopard Girl bit into the new food.
"Malin, what were you just thinking?" The little Leopard Girl in front of him asked.
"I was, thinking of the past, us in the apartnt on the 2nd floor of Carterburg, holding a vegetable salad feeding you, while you were pouting, not wanting to eat." Malin responded smilingly.
Maya laughed at that, laughing, the whole world turned black and white.
Only Malin and herself had colors still.
"You’re lying." Maya laughed, and in the frozen ti, the childhood Leopard Girl in Malin’s mory had big tears at the corner of her eyes.
"Because I love you." Malin laughed, using the fork in the bowl to pick up a new piece of at.
Because I love you, love your sisters, I love you all, so much that I lose control.
But I can’t tell you all, even if you’ve seen fragnts of the future, even if Malin himself has so insight into his future.
Because such a future is not what you want to see, but for you all, for everyone, it’s the inevitable endpoint Malin shall witness.
I’m searching for my endpoint, dear, don’t cry.
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