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Chapter 1046 - 508: Aina’s Confusion and Past, Little Bell’s Mother Had It Worst (4k)_2

Chapter 1046: Chapter 508: Aina’s Confusion and Past, Little Bell’s Mother Had It Worst (4k)_2

"Do you recognize it?" Liya was taken aback.

"Of course, I recognize it. I beat up that big black wolf back then; the hand feel was pretty good."

Florecia smiled and lifted her little fist. Her figure was twisting, about to transform into a dragon form to give that wolf another fierce beating.

Here, with Liya and her both being sixth-order in combat strength, if that big black wolf was tired of living, then she wouldn’t be polite.

Moreover, she could clearly sense that in the high skies of this world, there was the presence of ’Lord Bahamut.’

No, not just Bahamut.

There was also Alexilita, Isla... those Dragon Emperors that symbolized the pinnacle of living beings in their world, were now hovering in the deep space.

"Wait! I didn’t come to fight with you!"

An urgent roar came through.

Liya said coldly, "Then what are you here for? This new world is so vast, why must you come here?"

"Pull back your strength, I really didn’t come to start trouble."

A man with black hair and golden eyes emerged from the bushes in front of them, with wolf ears and a wolf tail; the space around him seemed to be twisted with strands of golden threads.

He said with a wry smile, "It’s because of the changes in the world that I have just broken through the king’s peak, so I didn’t control my own strength for a while. When I approached you, I instinctively felt a threat and couldn’t help but release it. Please forgive me."

Liya narrowed her eyes slightly.

She looked at the man and then at Aina.

"Are you the source of the Mutant Factor in Aina’s body, the Origin Beast?"

At this moment, Aina looked ruffled, like a small animal that was provoked.

The man nodded and said, "If the Aina you’re talking about is that little girl, then I think that’s correct. I’m here to find her."

"Florecia, do it!" Liya immediately shouted.

"Okay!"

A thousand-meter-long crimson Giant dragon materialized in the sky above them, with its red-gold dragon eyes firmly fixed on the newcomer below, and deep blue flames flickering faintly in its mouth.

The man’s face changed and said, "You’ve misunderstood; I came over this time because the woman who was with me left some things behind, so I especially came to return them!"

Liya looked at him suspiciously, "The woman who was with you?"

The man, afraid that Liya would attack without saying another word, immediately pointed at Aina and said, "That child’s mother! Haven’t you seen her? Otherwise, how did this child come to be?"

Aina’s body trembled slightly.

Mother.

In her impression, the memory of her biological mother had become so blurry it was hard to remember.

When she was sent to Sister Wei’er’s house, she was only about five or six years old, and her memory seemed to have been tampered with. As for her past, she had almost no memory of it.

"Florecia, stop for a moment."

Liya called out to Florecia and said to the man, "Explain yourself."

The man took out a yellowed, worn notebook from his chest and threw it towards Liya, "This is something that woman left behind in my place. I plan to explore the vast starry sky of this new world next, and I estimate I won’t be back for a very long time, so I wanted to take care of some old trivial matters before that."

Liya caught the notebook.

The man let out a sigh of relief, looked up at the Giant dragon staring at him, and said bitterly, "I thought after my promotion, I’d be able to avenge the past. I didn’t expect that your strength has improved even faster."

"Heh, then let’s fight," Florecia snorted disdainfully.

"I’ve said that I’m not here to fight."

The man turned back to look at the silent Little Wolf Girl.

In a sense, she was his offspring, a child carrying his blood.

But the one next to her... seemed to be as well?

Forget it, too lazy to care.

He never expected that the woman, who was at death’s door, didn’t die after leaving the icy plains but actually gave birth to the child.

"I’m leaving; I hope we have the chance to meet again in the future."

The man let out a relieved smile, waved his hand, and started walking back. His figure gradually disappeared, and a fierce and handsome hundred-meter tall Giant black wolf appeared in the field.

The man left, and Florecia also transformed back into her human form; a host of people gathered around Liya.

Liya’s complexion was somewhat complicated as she looked at the worn notebook in her hands, uncertain whether to look through it or not.

Aina’s mother?

Could it be the woman who had once knocked on every door on Grey Stone Street, hoping to find someone to adopt Aina?

Or was it someone she did not know?

"Aina, this is for you."

After some thought, Liya decided to hand the notebook over to Aina.

It belonged to her.

Aina took the notebook, silent.

She had thought she might never have any connection with her biological mother again.

What was recorded in this notebook?

The thought that this might be the last trace that person left in this world made her tremble uncontrollably.

"Mother..."

Luo Xiaona had never seen her mother show such a puzzled expression.

Aina whispered, "I want to be alone for a while."

"Mhm."

Wei’er patted Aina’s shoulder and hesitated for a long time but ultimately said nothing.

Although they were sisters, they were not blood-related, and some things were better left unsaid by her.

Where the hell is Luo Xi at a time like this?

The rest of the day passed in unrelieved gloom for everyone.

Under the brilliant starry sky, Luo Xiaona bit her lip as she watched Aina, who sat on the branch with the notebook in hand, silent.

Was this fragile appearance really the same glamorous and graceful mother she knew?

"Don’t worry about her."

Wei’er sat beside Luo Xiaona, chuckling, "Aina is much stronger than I am. Rather than worrying about her, worry about your aunt and whether I’ll ever have the hope of growing taller and bigger."

"No."

Without hesitation, Luo Xiaona immediately responded, "Aunt Wei’er, you haven’t changed at all since then, not even after giving birth to Xiaowei. The one who changed the most was my mother. Within one or two years, she turned into a beauty with curves like Grandma Li Ya. I heard that Little Bell’s breast milk was all fed by my mother."

Wei’er: "Meow..."

(٥ŏ﹏ŏ) Wuu wuu, I want to cry.

She was just trying to comfort her niece who seemed worried about Aina so she made a lighthearted joke, not expecting to be so thoroughly heart-stung by her own niece.

But was she really that pitiable?

Did she truly need Aina’s help to breastfeed?

If only she could freely change size like Ai Xue.

However, after condensing and purging the Mutant Factor from her body and removing the Shadow Clan’s bloodline, she seemed unable to transform back into the ’experience card’ form she once had in Emerald City.

Luo Xiaona secretly felt awful, fearing she might make Aunt Wei’er cry.

Aunt Wei’er was so good to her; if she made her cry, how would she face her in the future?

Luo Xiaona edged closer, with a pleasing smile, "Aunt Wei’er, it’s all okay. Dad likes you after all~ Look at Little Bell’s Mother, who is so petite. Dad didn’t let her go. I can’t even imagine what it would be like if Little Bell’s Mother had a child. It seems like all it would take is a call to the police to have him arrested."

When she was seven or eight years old, she was already about as tall as Little Bell’s Mother.

And it seemed Little Bell’s Mother always claimed to be some kind of deity.

But she never took that seriously.

What kind of deity would become Dad’s wife?

And to be treated so poorly in the family, having to do chores all day long. Sometimes she hadn’t even finished washing the dishes in the kitchen before Dad would drag her off to the bedroom.

Later, when she asked Little Bell’s Mother, she cursed Dad as a disgusting Trash Fish, complaining he wanted to try an apron play out of the blue without ever experiencing it before, and she hadn’t even finished the dishes yet!