As everyone was analyzing it, a surprising answer emerged.
The little guy in front of them is the Herrscher of Finality and Captain of Hyperion's daughter!
Everyone gasped in shock; it had only been a month!
How come children are flying all over the sky?
"So everyone come over here and help!" But with Theresa's desperate shout, the Valkyries present finally came to their senses.
Durandal strode forward and quickly came in front of her own archbishop.
At the same time, she stretched out her big hands that usually held heavy lances, and placed them in front of the little guy's eyes, one on the left and one on the right, under his armpits: "You little guy, don't be naughty!"
"Huh?" Little Ai, who was having fun, suddenly found herself being caught by someone and heard a familiar voice. She turned around curiously.
She found it was that familiar blonde figure: "Wow!"
She first screamed in surprise, then immediately let go of her hand and became unusually well-behaved.
A pair of big round red eyes, in which Durandal could even vaguely see a flattering look for some reason?
Theresa finally regained her freedom. She supported her knees with her hands, feeling an unprecedented exhaustion. "I'm...alive."
With some lingering fear, she looked at the little guy who was instinctively held in Durandal's arms.
Theresa stared at it for a long time and finally dug out from her distant memory what that familiar feeling she had just had was.
"It's Kiana! How come this little kid is just as naughty as Kiana when she was little!" Theresa recalled the fear she once felt when she was dominated by the naughty kid, "And this naughty kid is an EX version with enhanced power!"
Little Ai looked back and instinctively wanted to stay away from Theresa.
She smacked her lips with some regret as if she was very sorry that she couldn't play with the "big toy."
At this moment, Durandal was also in a very strange dilemma, as she had never played with any baby before.
Looking at the combination of the little angel and the little devil in her arms.
It was unexpectedly smooth... It was as if she had already done it many times in her subconscious.
She touched it with her hand with some hesitation. The little guy's head was covered with soft, short white hair. If you look closely, you can see a little familiar red at the end of the hair.
The most important thing is the pair of round red pupils, which are exactly the same as the most important person in the depths of her memory.
"What a naughty little guy." Durandal, who originally had a slightly troubled look on her face, rubbed her palm very cooperatively when she noticed that the little guy was stroking her head.
Suddenly, she smiled: "This sneaky look of someone who has made a mistake is simply a combination of Kiana's mischievousness and the captain's cunningness!"
Looking at the little girl who should call her "Auntie," Durandal smiled happily.
Little Ai suddenly felt relieved in her imperfect mind.
Although she didn't understand the specific meaning of the title "Aunt," it did not affect the fact that Durandal was the only person in the family who could intimidate the naughty little guy in front of her.
In front of this majestic aunt, the inequality in Little Ai's heart is Durandal>Rita>herself=Cecilia>Sirin>Siegfried>Sora>Kiana...
That's right, in the little guy's mind, she actually ranks herself quite high.
"Let me take a look at this little guy." Rita walked slowly and gracefully to the opposite side of Durandal and looked at her carefully. "Sure enough, she looks a lot like the captain and Kiana."
Immediately, the Valkyries surrounded Little Ai tightly with her as the center.
And just like holding a large doll, it was passed repeatedly in the arms of each Valkyrie.
Everyone was very careful when holding Little Ai...
"I won't let you catch Bronya's hair..." The former hacker, former mercenary, and former Valkyrie with amazing observation skills said when Bronya was holding Little Ai.
The current game developer Bronya immediately noticed that Little Ai's evil little hands were eager to grab the pair of huge curly hair behind her head!
Bronya raised it and stopped, "I feel like this kid has an unusual interest in other people's hair..."
"Wow! old antique, she moved, she moved!" Senti insisted on hugging her too, but just when she took Little Ai's clothes.
She was shouting in surprise, holding her hands as if she was holding a bomb.
"Senti, this is a very fragile baby, not a bomb! Be sure to pay attention to your posture when holding it!" Fortunately, Fu Hua was quick.
She noticed that Little Ai was struggling in discomfort because of the Herrscher of Sentience's incorrect way of holding the baby.
She took Little Ai and placed her in her arms skillfully.
" old antique, how come you are so skilled at holding a child?" Senti looked at Little Ai in Fu Hua's arms with the same lingering fear.
Fu Hua did not answer this question, but Li Suchang, who was standing next to her, had a strange expression on her face.
When she was a child, she heard that her mother was raised by her Master.
Could it be that this skill of coaxing children was learned from her own mother?
Who would have thought that the little guy in front of her was so comfortable lying in Fu Hua's arms at first.
But then the expression on her face became a little strange, and she was gesticulating as if she was groping for something on Fu Hua's chest?
She used her chubby little hands to poke the not-so-obvious ridges and undulations on the front armor.
Little Ai really couldn't find the pair of soft big pillows that she usually held in her arms. She raised her head and her pair of light red pupils seemed to be questioning Fu Hua.
'Where are the pairs of big pillows that I usually like?'
Fu Hua was stunned for a moment, and then her face immediately darkened...
"This little thing..." Our great Lady of the Herrscher of Sentience also had a darkened face.
You have to know that Senti and Fu Hua are exactly the same in appearance, no matter where they are...
'Li Suchang, you can't laugh. The person in front of you is your Master... You can't laugh, you can't...' Li Suchang, who noticed all this, turned her head with a tense face. She tried hard to control her expression.
Until Mei finally borrowed Little Ai into her arms, the moment she came into contact with this little life.
There was originally a bit of hostility in Mei's eyes, but it was quickly dissipating like the lingering snow meeting the spring sunshine.
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