At dusk, the park echoed with bursts of cheerful laughter.
Among them, there are also sounds of wings flying high, and the sound of birds chirping in response to laughter.
As the breeze passed by, a mother and her son chased the strange bird with its beak opening from the middle to both sides under the setting sun.
The little child pulling his mother yelled repeatedly, urging her to quicken her pace.
However, the strange black bird seemed a little tired of this chasing game. As soon as its wings flapped, it flew high into the sky and flew towards the big tree on the other side.
"Ah!! The black vulture flew to daddy!"
The child suddenly became unhappy when he saw that the strange bird ignored him and flew to the big tree instead.
"Come! Let's go find daddy!"
The mother smiled softly, raised her hand and slowly wiped the sweat from the child's forehead, and said softly.
"Alyssa. Don't spoil this little guy too much."
At this time, a burly figure walked out from under the big tree.
And on his shoulder was the black vulture that had just flown away.
"dad!"
As soon as the child saw him, he immediately cheered and ran over.
Seeing this, the man knelt down, opened his arms and held the child in his arms.
"Are you tired?"
"I'm not tired! I want to be the general of Gamilas like my father! So, this is not tired!"
The child held the man's neck with open arms and shouted loudly.
"Hahaha! Really? Then, you have to keep exercising! At least, you have to catch up with the black vulture!"
The man laughed loudly, put the child down, and moved his shoulders slightly. The black vulture immediately took off again, causing the child to yell and chase after him.
Seeing the child chasing the black vulture all the way back to his mother, and once again pulling his mother to chase the black vulture's back, the man's eyes flashed with a mixture of nostalgia, love, guilt and other complex emotions.
"Want to become the general of Gamilas?"
The man's expression fluctuated slightly, and the resolute face known to the soldiers of Gamilas was gradually filled with guilt.
"This is all a child's wishful thinking, isn't it?"
The man closed his eyes, regained his composure, and spoke coldly.
The strange thing is that there is no other figure beside him, only the traces of the evening wind blowing by.
In front of it is the mother and son chasing the black vulture.
"Peering into other people's memories is not what a gentleman would do."
The man turned around and looked under the big tree.
"Or do you want me to expose your disguise before you show up?"
Under the man's gaze, a strange voice came from the evening breeze.
"No. General Demel's will is indeed strong. This place did not let you indulge in it."
Upon hearing this, a fleeting pain flashed across the eyes of the man, Eric Demel.
"No. I'm really addicted here. You guys win."
Under the big tree, a figure slowly walked out from the shadows.
Demel was greatly surprised by the face with a completely different skin color from that of the Gamilas people.
"It's actually you? The people of Teren (Earth) also have the same power as the Girel people?"
"No. Ordinary people on earth do not have such power. I am just a special case."
The man smiled and introduced himself.
"Long time greeting! General Eric Demel. What is my name? I am a Major of the Earth Federation of Nations."
General Demel stared at the man in front of him for a long time, then turned back to look at the mother and son who were playing with the black vulture, and said coldly.
"It seems that you have instigated the rebellion of the Great President's Jirel subordinates. Alyssa, is that Myreniel Linke pretending to be?"
"No. I'm not pretending to be anyone. Your wife, Elisa Demel, volunteered to be the provider of this illusion and is willing to indulge in this illusion and spend every day with you and your children.
"
Myrenir Linkai also walked out of the shadows, and while standing with He Ming, she also informed the other party of the reality of this illusion.
"What?! Alyssa?!"
Demel suddenly felt like a thunderbolt.
"It's actually Alyssa?!"
When he was brought into this illusion, Demel was indeed addicted for a while, but he soon woke up.
This is why Demel can sense that someone is watching him.
However, he simply could not imagine that this illusion would be created by the memories voluntarily provided by his wife, Alyssa Demel, and that even she herself would be addicted to it.
"General Demel, it is indeed a very unethical behavior to peek into other people's memories. However, please believe that this illusion was not created by us forcibly using your memory. Otherwise, when you wake up,
In a moment, you can already escape from here."
Myreniel Linkai looked at Alyssa Demel with wonder in her eyes.
This was the first time since she became Albert Desla's special agent that she saw him willing to dedicate his memory to become the foundation for building an illusion.
Therefore, the current illusion is incomparably perfect.
It is so perfect that even the person involved is willing to indulge in it even though he knows it is an illusion.
"Alyssa..."
Demel heard the sound of mother and son playing in his ears, and he could tell how happy and happy Alyssa was feeling at the moment.
"You, you don't have to do this! Matters on the battlefield should be resolved on the battlefield. Why let Alyssa get involved!!"
Demel clenched his fists and glared at He Ming.
"No. This is also a battlefield. General Demel."
He Ming looked at Alyssa Demel, who was sitting on the grass holding her son, playing a small game.
"Your wife, Alyssa Demel, is at war with herself. Why is she doing this? You should know."
Demel's expression changed.
He understands.
Before being brought into the illusion, Demel should have just finished communicating with Gal Dietz, and in the communication, Alyssa Demel's pleading look was still very clear.
"I will not change my decision."
Demel gritted his teeth secretly.
"Even if I am dragged into this illusion by you! Even if my spirit and thinking are changed by the power of the Jirel people! I am still a soldier of Gamilas!"
"I understand. However, this illusion is not controlled by us. General Demel. This is also a battlefield."
He Ming said calmly.
"It is understandable that you insist on completing the mission of Camilas Grand President Albert Desla, and it is also the obligation that the soldiers of Camilas should complete."
"But have you ever thought that Elisa Demel is your wife and the epitome of the families of countless Gamilas soldiers?"
"The situation that Gamilas is facing now and what has happened have made this seemingly huge and powerful empire riddled with holes and teetering on the verge of collapse. It may collapse at any time."
"Either it is defeated by internal instability factors that have been suppressed for a long time, or..."
He Ming said a name in a cold voice.
"Destroyed by the invasion from Gatlantis."
Chapter completed!