Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

I have to say, little Ialien is really cute.

Even though there is a perspective bias in the memory, the "Iyalien" in Mo Yu's eyes at this moment is most likely the image that Iyalien made up in his head, but Mo Yu just feels that this is the most real Iyalien and Ialien. Lean's vision of himself.

The reason why he did not use historical projection to locate this point in time is because from the perspective of this memory, Mo Yu can see "emotions" that are invisible in real history.

In Ialien's memory, he still had the baby fat on his face that had not faded away. His face still had the same faint, expressionless look as when Mo Yu first saw him. His eyebrows were slightly drooped, but his eyes were full of smiles. But there are still shining lights and various dazzling emotions.

At this point in time, Iialien has arrived from the Holy Child Town to the Holy City of Jurlanda. He mingled among a group of young men wearing the same white robes of the Holy Son, following them in and out, fighting together, eating together, and going on missions together. There was still a bit of restraint and caution in his movements. It was obvious that he had just arrived in this new place. Not yet integrated.

Those teenagers seemed to regard him as a younger brother - even though the age of the half-elf was unknown, the teenagers made a simple judgment based on his appearance. Whether they were out fighting or in internal training courses, these teenagers would always give guidance to Iialien intentionally or unintentionally, help him who was unfamiliar with his life, and would even rub his long silver hair affectionately from time to time.

Mo Yu recognized many of the Holy Sons from the exile among them. They now looked younger, more lively, and more healthy and complete. For example, Alyland still has short hair at this time, and his eyes are still intact - they are a pair of emerald green eyes, as dazzling as gems, and will be unforgettable once seen.

In addition to these holy sons, Mo Yu also saw Wilander in his memory, the extremely important mentor in Ialion's life.

When Wilander appeared in front of the saints, the saints who had been laughing and playing immediately fell silent. They rushed around in a hurry, found their positions in the team, and lined up in a neat row.

Although their movements were hectic, there was no fear or nervousness in their expressions. They still smiled very relaxedly and greeted Wilander with their eyes.

——It's like seeing a sheepdog's lamb, or like a student who sees the teacher coming in after the bell rings.

Wilander has short, sleek silver hair, lavender eyes, a resolute face, and an obvious scar at the corner of his forehead and at the end of his eye. The scar was quite long, but fortunately it did not hurt his eyes. Instead, it gave him a hint of a wild and tough guy.

The muscles all over his body are bulging and powerful. His body is strong but well-proportioned, without a trace of excess fat. Coupled with his height of two meters, he exudes a reliable masculinity. As long as he stands in front of people, people will immediately feel at ease, as if he is carrying him even if the sky falls.

He obviously has a very intimidating appearance, but he always has a sincere and cheerful smile on his face, like the warm sun, which makes people feel not a trace of threat, but only reliable and reassuring.

To use an inappropriate metaphor to describe it, he feels like the 40-year-old Schwager who returned to the countryside and became a math teacher who obviously won't get sick no matter how he looks. A high school physical education teacher who takes over as a substitute, or a firefighter who can carry a strong man out of a fire at any time, giving people a full sense of security.

"Good morning, everyone!" Wilander greeted the Sons happily, "Today we have to solve a rather difficult illusion, and Ialien will also join us."

He ruffled Ialien's hair mischievously, making the child's meticulously groomed silver hair frizzy. Ialien let out a soft "Ah", puffed out his cheeks slightly, and began to do it with a depressed look. Smooth hair, especially like a kitten whose fur has been wetted by a malicious owner and has to silently go to the side to lick its fur.

Ialien's expression obviously also amused all the saints. Everyone couldn't help laughing, and Iialien couldn't help but slightly curled his lips.

At this time, Ialien was more alive than the indifferent, indifferent, milk dumpling whose eyes had lost the sparkle that Mo Yu had seen in historical projections.

The Sons and Wilander are Ialion's irreplaceable family members in his painful life.

They entered the barracks under the leadership of Wilander, and each put on their own cold and thick silver armor. Ialien was taken aside by Wilander and received a lightweight half-length silver chain armor.

Even this silver chain mail, which was specially made for children and only protected the upper body, was very heavy. The moment he took the silver chain armor, Iialien, who was not mentally prepared for the weight that was completely inconsistent with his appearance, dropped his hands and instantly lost his center of gravity and fell forward.

Aliland, who had been paying attention to Iialien, supported him in time.

"Thank you, thank you!" Little Iyalien was a little frightened and apologized hurriedly: "I'm clumsy..."

"It's not your problem." Alyland took the silver chain armor from Iialien's hand, shook it out for him, and helped Iialien put it on, "It's just that the chain armors stacked together are too heavy. . However, no matter how light the armor is, it has no protective effect, so even if it is uncomfortable to wear, you have to endure it.

These measures are all designed to enable you to live well. "

After the armor made of fine silver chains is spread out and put on, the weight can be dispersed all over the body. It is still heavy for a child who looks 12 or 13 years old, but at least it is within the range of movement.

Iyalian nodded obediently, without any resistance or complaint, and let Aleland put on the armor for him.

"Ah, here, I found it." Weiland, who had been leaning over the weapon rack for a long time, took out a heavy sword. Its style is very similar to the giant heavy sword that Iyalian is using now, but the length and width are much shorter, probably the difference between the child version and the adult version.

"Try it?" Weiland put the heavy sword on the ground in front of Iyalian, and the child squatted down and tried to move it with all his strength, but he couldn't move it!

"It really doesn't work." Weiland smiled and took back the child's heavy sword, and handed over a dagger in a leather sheath, "You can use this first, the blade is very sharp, be careful not to hurt yourself."

"Yes!" Iyalian felt relieved, took the dagger with both hands, and carefully tied the sheath to his belt.