Chapter 123: IX. Position (6)

The acceptance of new thinking and new things is a time-consuming process. The more specific the reality, the shorter the corresponding time spent. / On the contrary, the time and energy spent is not a proportional increase, but a geometric order of growth, which is biased and contradictory in order to market an existing value orientation to the society and can not see a clear effect in the short term.
Let the elves accept that a human boy grows in his own life, and then recognize the feasibility and necessity of coexistence with humans-which belongs to the latter situation.
"So, we now need our subordinates to share the troubles for the colonel, so that the adult can devote himself to the cause of depicting the changed world shape."
Realizing the important duties and the girlish tone of the girl in the middle of the meaning is not strong. In the same gentle voice as usual, it reveals a clear and strong determination, so that the viewer does not dare to underestimate the strong will of the young female officer.
"I understand what you mean, but how to make the boy honest, or willingly do the role of [adopt son]? Haven't you seen him sober? Isn't it the same as "living corpse"? How many imps-can it come in handy?"
In the end, Tyre held his forehead. He was unable to cope with the overwhelming and extremely delicate work of taking care of people, and he was unable to cope with it. He was even more helpless against a puppet that seemed to have only two functions of breathing and daze.
"First find a way to let him speak or cry out. As for [the role of replacing mother] or something, let's think about it later."
The voice of "This feels terrible" came out, and the sinking young face brushed past Brenhill.
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There was a voice in the darkness.
Like a person's voice. Like many people's voices, Roland's sporadic consciousness senses the surroundings, but there is only endless and pure darkness.
In the icy, empty darkness, like the wind blowing across my ears. Like water flowing over a limb. A transparent and warm voice is calling.
Roland.
The darkness seemed to drop on the surface of the lake with stones, the ripples of enlargement and diffusion appeared, and the quiet space began to shake a little.
-Roland;
-Roland;
The sound turned into a ripple of light, shaking the unconscious darkness, holding his knees like a newborn in a dark and serene space, and the shrunken boy consciousness ushered in the awakening light.
The voice continued to tirelessly call, and the consciousness gathered together was still in a hazy state. The sense of chaos as if covered with a layer of white tulle looked around. No longer dark, but there is no one but the self in the empty white space, and there is indeed a voice calling for oneself in this endless white.
-Roland, sorry;
With the call turned into apology. White cracks.
It looks like dim yellow, like grass green, if it is bright red-colorful phosphorescence of various colors interspersed penetrates through the cracks, the rainbow film is bathed in Roland's consciousness, and the sound is transmitted from the light into Roland's consciousness.
--Sorry. Can't fulfill the agreement;
You have to live well and firmly;
The two mixed female voices and Roland's consciousness overlap ~EbookFREE.me~ As the sobriety increases, two familiar faces are felt.
[Chloe];
【mom】;
Unconsciously ruminating the names of the two faces, then. The sober moment is ignoring Roland's nostalgic attachment to the warmth of the rainbow light and sound in the body.
The confused consciousness is connected to the real senses, and the boy lying on the folding bed opens his eyes. Unfamiliar conditions and information flowed in along with the restoration of the five senses.
"..."
So fancy.
The slightly closed lips didn't have enough energy to convert the feelings into language, while blinking their eyes that had not yet adapted to the stimulation of light. While moving his eyes and trying to grasp the environment, Roland looked at the cloth with the three-color clusters of yellow, brown, and black above. He couldn't help wondering who had this unique color preference and liked to use this cloth to decorate the room.
Then--
"...!!!"