"Your father is the best borrower around here.

Oh... the best since your grandpa.

In those days, Aunt Lupi and the Spiller family were full of praise for your grandpa and your father.

And this flexible skill is just a game between their father and son. "

Homily's face was full of pride, and then she took on a worried tone again:

"Times are different, Arrietty.

We have to be careful, very careful.

Those mice, cats, and dogs.

Evil ant-man, who would smoke us out with acrid fumes, hounds who would bite our bodies, long fangs—”

"Enough, Homily."

Pod interrupted his wife's bloody description, and he said wearily to his daughter: "Anyway, they disappeared.

Your Aunt Lupi, well, maybe you don't remember, she sang you "The Queen and the Stagecoacher" as a child.

They disappeared after that day, and your mother and I could only watch from a distance as the ant exterminators walked in one by one, carrying big boxes and long coiled pipes. "

Pod is sad and helpless, and his round, fat face is full of the pain of facing a difficult life.

"We can only move. Move to the sewer, move to the wild, with fleas, grasshoppers, mice and night cats. Maybe we can find a new home, but where is there a good opportunity for us to move?"

"My brother, Kocher, that haughty chap lived in the lath and plaster behind the hearth, high above the giants, as if he owned the house."

"But what about the end? A fire like a child's play, they, their family..."

Pod choked up, took the bandage handkerchief from his wife to wipe his nose, looked up, but his daughter's eyes were shining.

Arrietty eagerly said: "Pain, hardship, that proves that we shouldn't live like this! Isn't it?"

She turned to her mother, as if seeking her support.

But Homily just looked at her disappointedly.

Girls don't want to give up.

She stood up abruptly and sat on the chair.

Then, step on the chair and jump onto the table.

Facing the surprised eyes of her parents, Arrietty pulled out the sewing needle at her waist——

With red coral-like hair draped behind her back, the heroic girl is like a knight commander commanding thousands of horses to charge!

She waved the sewing needle, stabbed and slashed a few times, and then chanted in a high female voice: "The holy time is coming!

Cardgrass and mahogany leaves are in full bloom, and the queen will come across dimensions with the bells before the war! "

The girl ignored her angry mother, she waved her cloak, her eyes brightened on her sassy face: "We should be her knights, her most loyal guardians.

We are not 'little people' who can only live by humans.

We are goblins!

We are otherworldly creatures!

We should be her sharp blade and the deft whisper hidden in her hair! "

"us--"

"Enough!!" Pod slapped the table with his thick slap, and he stared at his daughter with staring eyes: "Enough!! Arrietty!!"

"We have a small human race, and we have been adhering to the inherited rules to live. You will not only harm yourself, but also all the small human races!"

Homily pulled her daughter off the table and pushed her into the chair, her feminine brows almost raised.

"Arrietty, my daughter, you know, once we are exposed to the eyes of humans, what will happen to us?

Put in a glass box for exhibition?

Or was it dissected?

Being raised in captivity?

Being controlled by those giant fingers for life? "

Arrietty humbly nodded in approval of her parents' words, but she rolled her eyes and brought the topic back:

"But, the prophecy and diary left by grandpa—"

That was when Pod's father, old Pod, was alive.

At that time, the young Arrietty often held his hand and listened to the old man telling stories about his young adventures.

At that time, the old man said this to his granddaughter on his lap.

'Arrietty, my station is here.

But the little people are not, and cannot be here.

The world is developing, and human beings are progressing at a speed that we can't catch up with. Maybe one day, we who come out of the gap in the floor can no longer understand this world at all. '

Arrietty still remembers the words of the old man in a daze.

He was smoking a long pipe, his cheeks bulging.

Thick smoke came out of his nose, and the choking Arrietty grabbed his white beard and pulled it.

'cough cough.Anyway, little one, remember what the diary left for you.

The queen who will save our people will appear at last.

What Lord Planeswalker has said can never be wrong.

What's more, it's a fate changer. '

'Fate changer? 'The immature Arrietty asked weakly, the name buzzed through her throat, and there was a strange feeling.

The old man came back to his senses, looked at the little granddaughter in his arms, with a doting smile on his wrinkled face: "Yes, that's what people who fear her are called Fate Changer and in the multiverse." '

'Control fate, manipulate the direction of anything. '

'She knows the past, the present, the future,

Time lay before her eyes like butter sliced ​​by a hot knife for her to choose.

I even saw her destroy a universe with my own eyes. '

'She had invited me, as her vassal, to travel with her.

See more worlds and get immortal life. '

Arrietty looked up ignorantly, the old man was immersed in memories, his neck was full of wrinkles, and he looked old.

'Unfortunately, I did not accept her invitation. '

'immortal?Is it not old? '

Arrietty didn't understand why anyone could be so stupid.

If you can live forever, why would grandpa refuse?

Chapter 92 Chapter 8 Betting

'Because I asked her for a chance. '

A chance for the little people and our goblins to continue.

'Look at that withered plant, my little Arrietty.Someday... someday.The destiny of our kind will revitalize it. '

When Pod Sr. died three days later, Arrietty's parents gave him a simple funeral.

During the period, the little girl looked around, but did not see the fortune-changer that the old man said came to the funeral.

Later, year by year, she grew up year by year.

The house is constantly aging and mottled, and has been renovated.

Tenants come and go one by one.

Arrietty even began to suspect that what Grandpa said was true...

Or his imagination?

"Of course it's a fantasy!"

Homily's rough palm dangled in front of Arrietty, attracting the girl in ecstasy: "He's too old, his head has been kicked by a mouse, and he's already dead. Just to lie to you, he never appeared The girl who went too far."

Pod didn't like his wife saying that about his father, but he agreed that those were fantasies.

What my father said to his daughter, he also told him.

Those magical dragons and magic, and flying humans;

Heroes whose eyes can emit fiery lasers, roasting the earth;

An ancient ship without wind;

And wands, talking pointed old hats...

lie!It's all lies!

The old guy was kicked out of his brain by rats. Since he disappeared for 20 years and reappeared, he has been crazy all day long, and even Arrietty has been 'infected' by him.

Pod especially regretted leaving his young daughter in the care of his father—

So much so that now this girl is like an illiterate, the happiest thing every day is to sneak out, pick up bread crumbs, and secretly drink water from the vase.

It's not like a cautious little human race.

She's more human...

or something else.

Courage, little people don't need courage, they just need to survive.

Pod sighed deeply, thinking that his daughter's future is really dark, maybe his branch will be extinct in the hands of Arrietty?

"But it's blooming! It's dead, isn't it?

It came alive! "

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