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

【so what?I can only watch like this, can't do anything? ] Xiao Hei bit his fingertips and said angrily, his slightly long bangs fell down to cover his black eyes, he couldn't see what kind of emotion he was feeling, he could only look at people who looked like himself, not knowing whether it was an enemy or a friend For what purpose, lurking beside Xiaobai like this?And I can only be a pet, but I can't do anything.

【I said, he will not harm the Silver King. 】Slate Road. [The only thing you can do now is to fuse with the stone slab and fully receive the power of the colorless king. 】

He nodded, but it was so.After all, the first king chosen by the Dresden Slate was Xiaobai, so he should not let Xiaobai get hurt easily.What's more, Xiao Bai is the king of silver, he will not die. [Then how to speed up the fusion? 】

Slate was silent for a long time, said. [The fusion of power needs an opportunity.If you insist on forcibly merging, there may be some accidents. 】

【Accident? 】 He whispered. [will die? 】

[No, your power is imprisoned by many layers of power.If you forcibly untie it, your mental power may collapse. Do you really want to speed up the progress of the fusion? 】

[Will there be any impact on mental breakdown? 】

[Yes, mental breakdown.You no longer have the qualifications of a king, nor can you become a king's clan.You will become an ordinary human being. 】

When he heard that his mental power had collapsed, Xiao Hei thought that he might die, and he also thought that he would lose everything he had now.It's just that he didn't expect that he would become an ordinary person.What this ordinary person meant was that even if he passed by Xiaobai, he still couldn't have any interaction with him.It seems to be an angel and a dolphin, one is in the vast sky, while the other is in the deep sea.The middle is mixed with the altitude of [-] meters or even farther.

Still, even that has consequences.He's still going to try it.It's not just about whether the person next to Xiaobai will affect his safety.It is also about Xiaobai's past, what kind of role does that young man with whom he has a very good relationship play in Xiaobai's past world.This is his only chance to understand his past, how could he give up?What's more, Shi Ban told him that the boy had something to do with the memory and power that he had been imprisoned for some reason.

【You are really stubborn. 】He still remembers what Xiaobai said when he looked at him helplessly on the academy island.

Maybe, he is such a stubborn person.Only then will I still firmly believe in this world after all the humiliation, and only then will I meet Master Yiyan.It was also this stubbornness that made him not pull out his love knife "Li" at the moment he met Xiaobai.It is precisely because of this obsession with the truth that he tries to get to know Xiaobai.It is precisely because of this stubbornness that he and Xiaobai have come to this day.From stranger to familiar to closest clan, all the way down.He yearns for more and more.

[Why, you chose me] He asked this question that he had doubts for a long time.Even though he is a user of dual attributes, he is not the only person with dual attributes in this world.What's more... When he was picked up by Master Yiyan when he was young, Master Yiyan told him that if Master Yiyan didn't use his power to make him his clan, he might die.

Why was such a weak person chosen to be the king?

[The Colorless King... must...] The sound of the stone slab was intermittent and indistinct, and it seemed to know the result. 【A force is disturbing me...】

【How about it?Have you made a decision? 】

【yes. 】There is a firmness in his eyes that has never been seen before, and this kind of firmness cannot be changed by anything, and any star must be filled with it. [I want to speed up the unraveling. 】

[If this is your choice, then... as you wish. 】Slate said. 【Good luck. 】

There was a sudden severe pain in his head, and the sweat from his temples flowed down his chin. He couldn't hold on any longer, so he could only kneel down weakly.Half-opening his sweat-soaked eyes, he vaguely saw Xiao Bai waving at him.

[Xiao Hei~] He stretched out his hand to grab something, but in the end he was helpless.

"Huh? What's wrong with Xiao Hei?" Xiao Bai poked his head out from the living room, looking at Xiao Hei who was busy in the kitchen with some doubts.Just now, I don't know if it was his illusion, he felt that Xiao Hei's figure suddenly became blurred, and after rubbing his eyes, he found that it was still real.But he felt a sense of sadness that he couldn't help himself, tears rolled down the corners of his eyes, and he widened his eyes, very puzzled.

"Huh?" Why... the chest felt unspeakably sad when she lost her sister.There is a sense of suffocation.

Xiao Hei in the kitchen sighed, walked over, and put his body in front of him.Stretching out his fingers to wipe away the tears on Xiaobai's face, he asked softly. "What's wrong?"

"I don't know.. It's just a feeling.. It's like you're going to disappear suddenly." He said in a daze, and then smiled. "Maybe I'm thinking too much."

The movements of Xiao Hei's hands stopped, and his eyes were as deep as the sea. "How could I disappear, I'm here."

"Yeah, I know. So I said I was thinking too much..." Xiao Bai smiled, and then looked at the sleeping puppy in the basket with some worry. "Do you think that Alan has been suffering from insomnia for a long time recently?"

"Have it?"

"Yeah, is it going to enter old age?"

"It's because you think too much..."

"Xiao Hei! I want to eat braised pork~"

"no!"

"Ah...no, I want to eat braised pork!"

It seems that that person has already made his choice, and all he needs to do is to take care of the person in front of him.This is not only the hope of that person, but also the instinct of his own existence...

Xiao Hei opened his eyes, not knowing where he was for a moment.All he knew was that he had lost consciousness in pain and that he was in this place when he woke up.He sat up from the bed, his long black hair slid down his shoulders, and he froze slightly.My own hair...isn't that long?He raised his hand and stroked his hair, yes, it was longer than his own hair.

Then he saw the palm of his hand, without the calluses that he often used to cut vegetables and do some housework and tasks before, it was white and smooth as if it was new.Even his body is fair, he can't bear to look directly at it.

This is not his body... He thought to himself looking at the naked body under the quilt.Lifting his head and looking around, there was a big soft bed under him, surrounded by pure white patterned curtains and window frames.And a bulky old retro big wall clock.Even a vanity mirror placed on a table with complicated patterns not far from her.Although the mirror was cumbersome and beautiful compared to the mirrors he had seen, the surface of the mirror was not smooth, as if it was made decades ago.

No way... Didn't it mean that fusion will have memory?What is it like to be like this now?He could control the movement of this body, wrapped in a quilt, and got out of bed carefully.Then stand in front of the mirror.

This face... He reached for the mirror.Fair face, big eyes without any figure, small and straight nose in the center of the face, bright red lips, slightly opened because of his inconceivable.Although some are not particularly clear.But this is indeed the boy he saw in his memory before.

That boy named Alan.

The door was pushed open, and a woman in a maid outfit came in with a pile of clothes and closed the door, then turned around and saw Xiao Hei standing aside, with a surprised expression, then nodded slightly, and sent the clothes to his before. "Excuse me, do you need my help changing clothes?"

"Ah? Well, no need." He blushed and pulled the quilt tightly around his body, then stretched out his hand to grab the clothes from the woman's hand. "You go out quickly... I... just change it myself!" The woman nodded and turned to go out after hearing this.

The rest, Xiao Hei, piled up a pile of cumbersome clothes and didn't know whether to cry or laugh.Who can tell him how to wear the clothes decades ago

After struggling with the clothes for a long time, he finally hung his head.Sighed in frustration.But he heard a chuckle in his ear.He turned his head vigilantly and looked at the young man who suddenly appeared at the door.

Against the light, the shadow of the young man is a little unreal, with silver hair, bangs floating on both sides of his head, and the retro clothes he is wearing. It is the King of Silver, Adolf K. Weitzman.

He walked in, looked at the vigilant young man, and shrugged helplessly. "I won't hurt you." He was also a little surprised to see that the boy didn't respond at all, and even his eyes showed no emotion. Could this boy be a deaf-mute?But his laughter did attract the boy's attention.Or did the boy not understand German?

On the other hand, Xiao Hei became a little anxious.He saw that the man wanted to speak, but nothing came out.Obviously this body is under his control and he knew from his previous memory that this boy is not dumb.And in the mirror, he also learned that the boy's eyes were naturally out of focus.Hearing a series of strange words coming out of the young man's mouth, he thought suspiciously.

Is this the legendary German?But why can't I understand?What's the point if you can't communicate and you can't communicate? !

"Can you see me?" Weitzman cautiously pointed to the door.Seeing the boy's head turning with his fingers, he breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that he is not blind. "So, can you understand me?" The boy didn't respond.

Weitzman didn't know what to do for a moment.He looked down at the smacked clothes in the boy's hands, and remembered the fight he had seen the boy with the clothes at the door before, and he couldn't help laughing again.He reached out, took the boy's clothes, and put them on for him.

Although Xiao Hei couldn't understand what he said, but when he saw him picking up his clothes, he also knew that this person wanted to dress himself, so he raised his arms cooperatively.

This aloof silver king is dressing himself.