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Chapter 1234 NO.141: Things that don’t change

There is plenty of light, for an office this small.

The three window sills, which are not protected by curtains, bring the artificial light at four o'clock into the room as much as possible, and also reflect the two sides sitting opposite each other in the room.

The tense atmosphere was still there, but the young man who stepped into the room had already caught everyone's attention at this moment.

"Little..." The demon nun who stood up hesitated to speak.

"Oh! Little Omer! Let Aunt——"

"Be normal."

The werewolf woman who not only stood up but also opened her arms to rush forward was grabbed by the vampire man on the side. The man first looked at the smiling young man, and then couldn't help but look away and looked at the nun on the side.

However, the somewhat irresistible woman was still saying plausibly: "How normal! This should be my reaction after not seeing you for many years!"

"You also said that werewolves are stupid, which is a stereotype!" The vampire was a little hard to stop, but he felt that he couldn't stop the dog girl who was looking for death.

"It's just a stereotype! My degree is much higher than yours! The eldest son of Lesembra!"

"You bitch!"

"Hey, why is this guy so anxious all of a sudden?"

"..."

Ever since he was a child, Omer believed that the uncles and aunts in the nursery had a great comedy effect, or as the Jiemen District puts it, a program effect.

It's fine when I'm in the classroom, usually alone.

But once you meet them in the office, you can often see them abandoning the children who should be educating them earnestly and seriously, and go from pointing to arguing to fighting immediately.

The protective magic set that comes with the building can be activated immediately, and then some other employees who have not yet had class will immediately come over to watch, laugh, and place bets.

And the child who was called into the office at the very beginning of it all could take this opportunity to leave in a swaggering way.

Of course, very few children actually do this.

More children will gather their friends like adults to watch this 'battle of the strong' that they may not see often when they grow up.

After all, there is a protective magic set in operation, so there is no danger. What's more, you can see your favorite teacher looking handsome and cool, even if it's only cool for a few seconds, it's still cool!

In the Demon Zone, what kid can resist cool special effects and fist fights?

Even little Omer would just stand there and wait. After all, running away would be too unconventional.

Time passed by, and now he saw the two teachers fighting over each other again.

The appearance has not changed much, the clothes have not changed. It is difficult for time to leave traces on vampires and werewolves, but when he saw that the uncle persisted for eight seconds without being crushed to the ground, he even felt like they were evenly matched. .

He still felt the weight of time.

Although he also heard Miss Ursula whispering not far away:
"Isn't that the Yin Hong Order of the Blood-covered Prince... Could it be that the friend he mentioned is..."

Blood-covered Prince, Omer had seen this title on the Rhodes Island forum, it was Miss Theresia's predecessor on her way to the Demon King.

He was killed by his younger brother due to his gentle methods and returned to the souls. He was originally dead, but he was reappeared due to the technological breakthrough of Originium research here, replacing his younger brother who seemed to have been occupied and unable to get through, and served as the The blood demon (a race roughly equal to a vampire) is the king of the blood demon.

This makes the devil silent.

It seems that the weight of time is not necessarily the case, and Uncle Lesembra's changes can also be recent.

Isn’t that just a waste of time? But more than ten years would be fine for him... Omo thought uncertainly, no longer staring at the duel between the two men as in the past, and turned directly towards Bourbon.

"Omer."

Morrison spoke first and announced his son to the outside world, but he always called him by his first name. This is a habit that the two have been unable to change for more than ten years.

Before Omo could respond, he heard a trembling voice coming from behind.

"...little Omer."

He turned around, stretched out his left hand behind him, and pressed it down slightly, signaling to put away his weapon and be vigilant.

We should not be enemies in the first place.

"Mommy, long time no see." He stroked his chest and saluted.

"Fifteen years, seven months and three days is not a long time." Standing where she was, looking at the real figure that was no longer on the screen across a page of desktop, the nun said softly.

"I remember the day you left very clearly. I am very good at math and can calculate it immediately and very accurately. Unfortunately..." She paused, "until today."

"?"xN.

These words left a group of people scratching their heads. Even the two men and women not far away who were dueling across the space barrier turned around because of these words.

After all, in their impression, Hannah's calculations were indeed never wrong, unless...

There was something wrong with the data given at the beginning. "You arrived four minutes earlier than the time you said. You did it on purpose."

"Yes."

"You also brought gifts, unnecessary gifts. Is this your stance?"

"You understand."

"For Morrison Linton?"

"For everyone."

"Huh?" The werewolf was the first one not to understand.

The vampire looked at the demon, and also took in the girls beside the demon, and then looked at the demon nun, remaining silent.

The last one smiled at this moment.

The smile was a little helpless, but also a little doting.

"Little Omer, you are still so greedy."

"Greed is the source of progress, and every child here is taught this."

"Yes, we had expected you to become a being like Lord Mammon. When you refused and forbade all of us to visit you, I was even more touched."

"..."

"I think, although this child is a mixed race, he will always be so good. He can be ruthless and cut off contact with everyone at such a young age. Maybe the nursery can produce a human leader or a demon duke. ”

"The Federation no longer has a human leader, Mammy."

"It is true that the leader of mankind has been replaced by that iron lump two hundred years ago, but since I have seen the time two hundred years ago and witnessed the moment when the iron lump dominated mankind, then it is possible for me to witness the moment when the iron lump was destroyed. ,Is not it?"

"Of course, if you live long enough, you'll see it."

"I hope you live as long, little Homais. I had such faith in your achievements, but where did it all go wrong?"

"You didn't throw away this little vampire like you were using us," she looked at Morrison's shadow, then looked at Texas and Shinjou Akane, "you even found two short-lived girlfriends."

"Unlike other children, you are not just playing for fun, right?"

"I have been paying attention to your news. Putting aside the false and exaggerated content, you are getting better and better than other children, but your heart is becoming more and more like a human son."

"Is it because of this little vampire? Or is it because of those two girls, or those horse racing girls?"

She looked at everyone except Ursula, which made the pink-haired officer Sakaz hesitate to speak.

Why do you feel so angry after eating this melon?
But regardless of the mentality of outsiders, the conversation here is still going on. After hearing so much, Omer spoke, his words still soft:

"If I say it's this world, can you understand?"

"What nonsense is this? Huh? Why do you look like you are thinking about it seriously?"

"Don't make any noise."

The werewolf who lifted the barrier and stood in the current space was very dissatisfied. Opposite her was the silence of the nun and the vampire, who even told her to shut up.

"This world, other worlds, after all, what I'm talking about is everything I come into contact with, Nanny." He stared at her, his dark red eyes seeing the ferocious self in the other person's eyes, "If we must trace the cause , they are the cause, father is also the cause, and you are also the cause.”

Ignoring a certain excited electronic vampire, Omo continued: "No matter how hard it is to accept, this is a fact. Maybe there is a difference in severity."

"But if there is to be a conviction and a trial, then I think that whether I am the judge or the executioner, I should be the only one, right? Mammy."

"You are not qualified, and everyone is not qualified. When you feel that other people's sins are serious, have you ever thought that in my heart, you are the one who has sinned the most?"

“…How cruel.”

She was silent for two seconds, watching the young man suddenly let out a sigh that seemed to have nothing to do with the topic.

"Yeah, it's really cruel."

Repeating her sigh, Omer Linton looked at the elder who had been ruthlessly abandoned by him, but was very happy with that ruthlessness.

"You define a child's future so naturally and want to dominate his or her entire world."

"Then, like a parent in an Eastern culture, do you want to fill that motive with the extremely sad sentence 'for your own good'?"

"..."

"Next, are you going to stick to the rules of the Demon Realm and use your strength to prove your authority? Or are you going to invite me to sit down and give me a chance to make up for my past mistakes?"

"That's what you want to hear, Mammy."

"Ah, indeed, you still satisfy me in this way, little Homais."