[K] The growth and evolution of the owner and the dog

Just overnight, not even half a night.Dresden, once luxuriously known as Florence on the Elbe, fell to pieces in a blink of an eye.Because the sudden bombing happened at midnight, many people were brutally killed by death in their dreams, even children.

Weitzman's mind was blank, he could only tremblingly stretch out his hand to caress the glass that was shattered by the bullet fire in front of him, his fingertips were scratched with bloodstains by the fragments.

He didn't understand why it must be the people who suffer when Germany is at war with other countries?He didn't understand why ammunition, a ruthless thing that could kill people in an instant, existed?He didn't even understand what he had done before.

Isn't it to protect Dresden, to protect Aaron, to protect their homeland.Protect those around you with the power of the Dresden Stones.Protect the warriors who fight the enemy bravely far away.

But now, all of this is like a joke.

His eyes were wide open, his pupils were out of focus, and he looked up at the black ammunition falling from above, falling from the nearest place in front of his eyes.Immediately afterwards, a hurricane-like impact shattered all the glass in front of him.

"Weitzman!!" At that moment, everything in front of him seemed to slow down. From the corner of his eye, he saw the young man who was blindfolded and didn't know where he was, shouting his name loudly and even breaking his voice.In the next second, he appeared at his own position and pushed himself away fiercely.However, when he was dodging, he was pierced into his left shoulder by a fragment, and bright red blood flowed out instantly, rendering the white shirt sleeves dazzling.

He fell to the ground, desperate and helpless.After all, what are you afraid of?Human strength itself is insignificant, vulnerable to natural disasters and terrorism, and since I am a human being, how is it different?

"Weitzman." The young man stood up covering his shoulders, thick blood flowing down his arms and falling drop by drop on his fingertips. "You once told me."

"Face whatever happens in front of you, no matter what, fate is in your own hands."

"Are you going to stop here?"

He covered his eyes with a low smile, raised his head and looked at the young man's eyes which were no longer hesitating, but a different kind of dazzling, as if the whole world was dimmed.Even though human beings are weak, it is precisely because of their weakness that they are human beings.He stood up, stepped forward to check the young man's injury, tore off the cloth from his shirt, wrapped the young man's wound well, and then took his hand, tenderly and sadly. "What we can do now... is probably to protect the Dresden Stone."

"En." The young man nodded, and Weitzman held his hand tightly. "Let's go to the lab to find my sister. Aaron, no matter what happens, never let go of my hand."

"it is good."

However, in the dark night, all the candles and even the oil lamps were extinguished by the wind and vibration caused by the bombing.The glass was also shattered precariously, and gravel and stone bricks were everywhere on the ground.

There is not much distance from the bedroom to the research room set up in the basement.They went down the stairs, walked through the dining room, and walked through a long corridor to arrive. But in the dark, they dared not light up the lights for fear of attracting the attention of enemy planes, so they could only feel their way.The young man's eyesight was inconvenient, and he was dragged away by Weitzman. In this way, he still knocked down many stones many times, and his knees were terrible.The same is true for Weizman. Although he has sight, he can't see anything in the darkness, and he is groping entirely with his own memory and luck.

It was not easy in itself, the continuous explosion of explosives dropped by the plane outside, and a series of vibrations increased their difficulty again.The young man bit his lip hard. Now he can't do anything, he can only wrap him and Weitzman with his strength to prevent the falling debris from hitting him.

The closer he got to the Dresden stone slab, the paler the young man's complexion was, but Weizmann didn't notice it.But Xiao Hei, who was following behind, could clearly see that the darkness here could be seen through at a glance for him, but he couldn't give any instructions, which was the worst thing.

The young man could clearly find that his strength was absorbed by the Dresden stone slab. Unlike last time, this time it was like a black hole, as if it was squeezing him dry. The blood supply from the beating of the heart was insufficient, and all chances in the body were reduced. Unable to function, he clutched his chest, desperately suppressing the flow of power.

No... at least for now...

He still has things to do, and there are many things he hasn't said to Weitzman...

There is so much to want...

He landed his head on Weitzman and pushed Weitzman forward hard.But by accident, he dodged once, the missile that fell from the sky was so close at hand.Weitzman could feel the heat of the missile as it grazed his cuff.

He hugged the young man in his arms and protected him tightly. The moment the missile exploded, the floor under his feet sank, and the two of them fell directly.Weitzman hugged him in his arms with his back as a buffer, and slammed him hard on the ground.He thought he was going to die, but when he opened his eyes, he saw an invisible transparent protective layer that tightly wrapped him and the boy, and even bounced off all the big falling bricks.

juvenile? !The person in his arms was lying quietly in Weitzman's arms without a trace of life. If he wasn't still breathing, Weitzman would have thought he was dead.Why did it suddenly change back? !

[This appearance is only due to the saturation of power, resulting in a complete body. 】

[Power saturation?What if all your strength is exhausted? 】

[Probably...will die. 】

So, the reason why he didn't die after falling from a high altitude was because Alan used the power of the Dresden stone slab? !Then he—

"Ahem——" In the smoke, Weitzman heard a female voice, "Adolf—?"

He was overjoyed and roared towards the source of the sound. "sister!!"

Only when the smoke dissipated did Weitzman see the current state clearly. Claudia was sitting on the ground, covering her left ankle with one hand. It was full of stains.Her eyes were full of joy, and from the moment he saw Weitzman, his hanging heart sank.

"Sister! Are you okay?" He hugged the boy and crawled forward. The height of the collapsed rubble did not allow a person of his height to stand upright. He clearly saw Claudia but was blocked by the stone, so he pushed hard. But he didn't move at all, and he was so anxious that he didn't know what to do.

Airplanes overhead, this will quiet down like the calm before the storm.

The young man woke up leisurely, and when he heard the current situation, he immediately said calmly. "Weitzman, let me do it." He struggled to stand up, his face was pale but full of seriousness.Weitzman nodded, helping him to touch the gravel lying in the middle.The boy's hands were shining, and he seemed to move the stone lightly, and the broken ash shook off, making Weitzman and Crotia cough violently again.

Afterwards, Weizman rushed forward, supporting Claudia anxiously. "Sister, how are you? Where is the injury?"

Crotia waved her hand. "It's okay, I just accidentally twisted my foot when I was avoiding the stone just now." After that, he looked serious. "Adolf, we must protect the slate now, and we must not let the slab be bombed and shattered."

"Well, sister. I know." He nodded. "However, where did you put the slate?"

Crotia pretended to be calm, turned her head and coughed a few times, covered her abdomen, and smiled. "It's not far behind me. I use the latest technology researched in the laboratory to protect it. If it weren't for the new missiles, it would never blow up my genius work!"

Weitzman glanced at the stone wall not far away, and turned his head to stare at the boy worriedly, a little hairy. "I'm fine."

Although the Dresden Slate was still continuously absorbing his energy, he felt extremely relaxed.Because I have abandoned everything, I have no scruples.But, he clenched his hands tightly.If there was another attack like that of being directly hit by the missile just now, with his current energy, he probably wouldn't be able to completely protect the two of them.

What should I do... Which one should I give up...

If there are two people... the consequences of using too much power...

However, Crotia is Weitzman's belief, and Weitzman is the meaning of his own existence.Both of them can't be bothered!The young man nodded, making up his mind.Stand aside and wait for the next wave of attacks.And Claudia seemed to know something, and kept pulling Weitzman, telling him the steps at the beginning and end of the Dresden stone slab.

"sister……"

"Shut up! Listen to me! Then remember!"

"Sister!!" Weitzman grabbed her shoulders and forced her to look at him. "We're all going to survive. We're going to..."

"Boom——" The sound of bombing came again, the young man stood up and raised his head, with his arms outstretched and his hands wrapped in light, he murmured a series of words.It is in sharp contrast with the red sea of ​​fire behind and the demons devouring everything in the sky.

Gradually, Weitzman's whole body was wrapped in a colorless and transparent protective film, just like before.But Crotia was only tightly wrapped around her upper body.The boy continued to read, and the sweat seeping from his forehead soaked the gauze on his eyes and slid down to his chin.

A little more... a little more power...

That was her happiness...his family...

his……

After he has consciousness in the world, it is the purest and true family that he is unique, has experienced many ups and downs, and seen all the ugliness of human beings.

He must not lose...

The sound of the bombing was getting closer, and the boy used his strength to the maximum.Because the Dresden slate has been absorbing his strength, it is not easy for him to survive until now.

"Adolf..." Crotia's weak voice sounded in Weitzman's arms, "Let me go, Aaron's strength has reached the limit of his pale face." She calmly looked at the unwrapped legs and feet. "It's enough..."

"No! I don't want it." Weitzman hugged her tightly.Voice choked. "Sister, you said that you would go to Japan to watch my wedding with Alan, and you would stay by our side all the time, how could you be here..."

"Fool." She raised her trembling arms, like when Weitzman was bullied when she was a child, and gently wiped his tears, "I will always be by your side... always..."

The moment the missile landed, he saw Crotia's smile, which was as beautiful as an angel and undefiled, as pure as a treasure in the world, but with such strong emotions.

[Witzman, live well. 】

She pushed him away and withdrew from the protective circle set by the boy.

"sister!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

In an instant, the Dresden stone slab wrapped by the new material produced by the researchers was soaring into the sky.The colorless circle of light enveloping Weitzman was instantly transformed into silver, enveloping Claudia together.

Blood oozes from the boy's nostrils and corners of his mouth.The colorless ability emitted was instantly returned to his body, and he, who had long been overwhelmed, could not support such a huge force.He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground like a bird with broken wings.

This is... Xiao Hei watched everything that happened with a shocked expression.The boy fell to the ground like a dead body without any movement, so he couldn't help but stepped forward to check.

[This is the backlash of the stone board that you have to use your emotions and strength to change your destiny as a stone board. 】

Shi Ban said calmly, as if speaking to a boy, but also as a warning to Xiao Hei.

He saw the sword slowly rising above the heads of Weitzman and Crotia, which has not changed since ancient times - the sword of the Silver King.

The real first king was finally born.