Mecha: Return of the Pioneers

Chapter 1022: The Illusion of the Past

The park at dusk was filled with bursts of cheerful laughter.

Among them, there are also the sounds of birds spreading their wings and flying high, as well as the sounds of birds singing in response to laughter.

As the breeze blew by, a mother and her son were chasing a strange bird under the setting sun whose beak could open from the middle to both sides.

The child who was pulling his mother kept shouting, urging his mother to speed up.

However, the strange black bird seemed to be a little bored of this chasing game. It flapped its wings and flew high into the sky, then flew towards the big tree on the other side.

"Ah!! The Black Eagle flew to Daddy's side!"

When the child saw that the strange bird ignored him and flew to the big tree instead, he suddenly became unhappy.

"Come on! Let's go find Daddy!"

The mother smiled gently, raised her hand and slowly wiped the sweat from the child's forehead, then spoke softly.

“Alyssa. Don’t spoil this little guy too much.”

At this time, a burly figure walked out from under the big tree.

And on his shoulder was the black eagle that had just flown away.

"father!"

As soon as the child saw him, he ran over cheering.

Seeing this, the man squatted down, opened his arms and held the child in his arms.

"Tired?"

"It's not tiring! I want to be a general of Gamilas just like my father! So, it's not tiring!"

The child opened his arms and hugged the man's neck, shouting loudly.

"Hahaha! Really? Then you have to keep training! At least, you have to catch up with the Black Eagle!"

The man laughed, put the child down, and moved his shoulders slightly. The black eagle immediately understood and took off again, causing the child to scream and start chasing after it.

Looking at the child chasing the black eagle all the way back to his mother, and then pulling his mother to chase the black eagle again, the man's eyes flashed with a mixture of nostalgia, pity, guilt and other complex emotions.

"Want to become a general of Gamilas?"

The man's expression fluctuated slightly, and the resolute face that was well known to the Gamilas soldiers was gradually filled with guilt.

"This is all just wishful thinking on the part of a child, isn't it?"

The man closed his eyes, regrouped, and spoke indifferently.

The strange thing is that there was no other figure beside him, only the traces of the evening breeze blowing.

And in front of it was the mother and son chasing the black eagle.

"It is not the behavior of a gentleman to peek into other people's memories."

The man turned around and looked under the big tree.

"Or do you want me to expose your fake faces before you are willing to show up?"

As the man watched, a strange voice was heard in the evening breeze.

"No. General Demel's will is indeed strong. This place does not let you indulge in it."

Hearing this, a flash of pain flashed across the man's eyes, namely Eric Demel.

"No. This place really makes me addicted. You win."

Under the big tree, a figure slowly walked out from the shadows.

Demel was greatly surprised by the face with a skin color completely different from that of the Gamilas people.

"It's you? Do the people of Terun (Earth) have the same power as the people of Jirel?"

"No. Most Earthlings don't have this kind of power. I'm just a special case."

The man smiled and introduced himself. "I've heard a lot about you! General Eric Demel. My name is He, and I'm a major from the Earth League of Nations."

General Demel stared at the man in front of him for a long time, then turned around to look at the mother and son who were playing with the black eagle, and spoke coldly.

"It seems that the President's Jirel subordinates have been instigated by you. Alyssa, is she pretending to be Mireniel Linke?"

"No. I am not pretending to be anyone. Your wife, Alyssa Demel, volunteered to be the provider of this illusion and is willing to indulge in this illusion and spend every day with you and your children."

Mireille Linke also walked out of the shadows, stood with He Ming, and told him the truth of this illusion.

"What?! Alyssa?!"

Demei felt as if he was struck by lightning.

“It’s Alyssa?!”

When he was brought into this illusion, Demel was indeed addicted for a while, but he soon woke up.

This is how Demel was able to sense that someone was watching him.

However, he could never have imagined that this illusion was created by the memories voluntarily provided by his wife, Alyssa Demel, and that even she herself was addicted to it.

"General Demel. Peeping into other people's memories is indeed an immoral act. But please believe that this illusion was not created by us using your memories. Otherwise, you would have been able to escape from here the moment you woke up."

Mireille Linke looked at Alyssa Demel with amazement.

This was the first time since she became Abelt Desla's special agent that she saw him willing to offer his memories as the foundation for building an illusion.

Therefore, the illusion in front of us is incomparably perfect.

It is so perfect that even the person involved is willing to indulge in it even though he knows it is an illusion.

"Alyssa..."

Demel heard the sounds of mother and son playing, and he could hear how happy and blessed Alyssa was at the moment.

“You, you don’t have to do this! Things on the battlefield should be resolved on the battlefield. Why let Alyssa get involved!!”

Demel clenched his fists and glared at He Ming.

"No. This is also a battlefield. General Demel."

He Ming looked at Alyssa Demel, who was sitting on the grass holding her son and playing small games.

"Your wife, Alyssa Demel, is fighting with herself. Why is she doing this? You should know."

Demel's expression changed.

He got it.

Before being brought into the illusion, Demel should have just finished communicating with Gal Dietz, and in the communication, Alyssa Demel's pleading expression was still extremely clear.

"I will not change my decision."

Demel gritted his teeth secretly.

"Even if I was dragged into this illusion by you! Even if my spirit and mind were changed by the power of the Jirel people! I am still a soldier of Gamilas!"

"I understand. However, this illusion is not controlled by us. General Demel. This is also a battlefield."

He Ming said calmly.

"You are determined to complete the mission of Gamilas President Abelt Desla. This is understandable and is also the obligation of Gamilas soldiers."

"But have you ever thought that Alyssa Demel is your wife, and also the epitome of the families of countless Gamilas soldiers."

"The situation that Gamiras is facing now and what has happened have left this seemingly huge and powerful empire riddled with holes and shaky. It could collapse at any time."

"Either they were defeated by the long-suppressed instability within, or..."

He Ming said a name in a cold voice.

"Destroyed by the invasion from Gatlantis."

(End of this chapter)