Chapter 946: Section 620: Training (1)
·Can this really help your child?
After collecting the souls of his companions, Ails turned and looked at Malin who was taking out a bucket of paint, the Soul Fire in his eye sockets roiling as if he thought Malin’s efforts were somewhat futile.
·How long do you think that paint will last?
"If the formula is correct, paint from before the Great Destruction Era can last at least three millennia without fading in a space that’s nearly completely sealed like this," answered Malin as he wrote on the wall.
Hearing this, Ails, who was impressed with the technological capabilities of Old Humanity from this world, came up behind Malin, looking over everything and expressing his admiration with a sigh.
·This is an ancestor’s most enduring declaration of affection to their descendants, you truly seem to cherish that child a lot.
"Yes, every time I think about her spending her youthful years in such a Dark Zone, and that she could have lived in a bloodbath without my help... I might not be able to take care of all descendants, nor do I have the power to, but when that child’s future was laid out before me, I felt I must do something." As he said this, Malin tossed the used paint bucket and brush aside.
Ails watched as Malin placed the item known as a gift into a box and set it below the arrow painted on the wall.
· Why would you place it there?
Ails did not understand Malin’s thinking.
"To give the child a surprise," answered Malin with a laugh.