The moon is full of evil, but the simulator is full of evil

The black-haired boy turned his gaze back and smiled at the playful two brothers.

Therefore, he failed to notice.

On the coastline at the end of the distance, there seems to be gloomy and gray clouds that are rising and gathering——

The night was cloudless and starry.

In the palace of Sparta.

A lively banquet is being held.

Today is the Spartan brothers, the three share a birthday.

Naturally, the whole city celebrates with lanterns and festoons.

Leonidas held a feast, and today all the residents of the city-state can put down their work.

above the main table.

The teenagers were having a good time talking and toasting their red-haired adoptive father.

Spartans, born in the womb

Will drink, can be called massive.

Except for that black-haired boy who was really bad at drinking.

Gee.

I really can't drink it.

Su Shu belonged to the kind of physique that would get drunk when exposed to alcohol.

Before traveling to Xingyue, the brothers in the group went to dinner together, and he was a little delirious after drinking half a glass of beer.

Even if the simulation became a godslayer.

Such a weakness doesn't seem to change.

So

"Half a glass is enough, father."

Tiny eyes.

The black-haired boy happily clinked his glass with Leonidas, but after taking a sip, his eyes seemed to be a little dazed.

"It's rare that you are willing to drink half a glass, Kratos, hahaha"

"Father, be happy!"

The red-haired King of Sparta laughed boldly, and drank the wine glass in his hand that was as big as a bowl.

"Brother, if he can't drink, forget it. We will drink with you, father."

The silver-haired teenagers began to hold back the wine for their elder brother.

The atmosphere of the banquet was warm and joyful.

"In three more years, you will be adults, and time flies."

Feeling so sad.

The king of Sparta at the banquet smiled and raised his red eyes to look at his favorite adopted son.

"It's almost an adult who is in charge of one's own side.

"and so

"As a father, I want to entrust you with my most cherished treasure, Kratos."

The voice is exhausted.

With Su Shu's dazed gaze, he couldn't help showing a helpless smile.

After adopting three sons.

Leonidas devoted all his energy to them, and did not marry concubines and have children.

The king of Sparta regarded the children of Sparta as his own sons.

just.

Leonidas, and his princess who died of illness, had a beloved princess.

A red-haired girl named Myrrine, with a soft face, was sitting beside her father, staring at the black-haired boy in front of her with a shy expression.

Her gaze was bold and fiery, without avoiding it.

Instead, it was Su Shu who didn't dare to look her in the eye.

The Spartans have always regarded heroism as their beauty.

But now, the girls in the city-state have all their hearts for that black-haired boy.

Someone has already started to imitate His Royal Highness Kratos, wearing a pure white robe.

However, the burly body with muscles that are about to burst out can only make the girls laugh.

Body can be practiced.

But temperament is not easy to develop.

Su Shu's personal practice, his wisdom, knowledge and humility, made him respected by everyone in the city-state even though he did not have the heroism inherited from the Spartans.

As a result, everyone's aesthetics began to shift towards him.

This often makes Leonidas smile helplessly, our bloody

"I"

Su Shu opened his mouth, wanting to refuse.

He knew that his simulation this time would inevitably face an extremely ill-fated fate.

"Kratos" name.

Everything has been explained.

Kui Ye's two wives passed away.

Even if he is not Kui Ye himself, and his personality is even more different, but

"It's decided, this is my father's only vision, and it's also Myrrine's own favorite, so don't refuse."

The middle-aged father smiled and pointed out marriage for his daughter.

"On the day when you become an adult, I will personally hold a wedding ceremony for you."

What can be said?

Su Shu looked at the red-haired girl.

She just blushed and stared at herself.

Just like the past 12 years.

As you practice, wipe off your sweat.When farming, help yourself.When writing a book, hold a lamp for yourself.

Of course Su Shu understood the girl's intentions.

Then, from now on, it's good to respect each other as guests.

don't say anything.

The black-haired boy could only smile and nodded.

Dante and Virgil looked at each other, smiled brightly, and toasted their brother.

The atmosphere of the banquet became more and more lively.

In Leonidas' knowing smile.

The two silver-haired teenagers held Su Shu in the arms of their older brother, who was a bit drunk, and walked towards the watchtower in the courtyard of the palace.

The sky is high and the sea is wide.

The bright stars of Greece twinkle in the night sky.

Su Shu looked at it a little stagnantly.

Looking at the brilliant lights of thousands of families below him.

Shaking combined into the name "Crato".

"We don't know how to craft, and we are stupid. We can only kill demons."

The young Virgil scratched his head and smiled.

"If you want us to do handicrafts, you might as well kill us."

"So, this is"

Young Dante's forehead was fluttering, he said with a smile.

"We gave it to you, birthday present, big brother."

"Thank you."

Su Shu read in a daze.

He turned his head.

Foster father Leonidas, and childhood sweetheart Myrrine, sat at the banquet, smiling at himself.

Their expressions froze on their faces.

It froze in Su Shu's eye sockets.

In an instant.

All sounds.

It seemed to have become silent.

In an instant.

The whole world seemed to become silent.

Like a heavy hammer, hitting the mirror hard.

The whole world in his eyes is in slow motion.

All were, washed down, crushed, shattered—

Inch by inch.

was destroyed.

The luxurious Spartan palace.

In the dazed and dazed expression of the black-haired boy.

In an instant, crushed, crushed, collapsed—

The violent wind breath.

Blowing Su Shu's forehead hair.

Until everything in front of me was shattered.

The loud buzzing, like a trembling brain, finally squeezed into his brain.

The palace in front of you.

All that remains is the ruins that have been run over by steamrollers.

By some extremely violent and irresistible force.

In an instant, it rolled over.

Moonlight, white and bright.