About ten minutes later, Lena returned with a stack of photos in her arms.
"Thud—"
"Moon Knight, these are the photos of my cousin."
Looking at the photographs piled on the low table, Velin reached out, picked up an album, turned to the first page, and began to look.
The first photo showed Little Angel with her arms crossed and a pouty expression, looking exceedingly cute.
The second photo showed her crawling on the ground, with a piece of candy dangling just in front of her, looking like it tasted quite good.
Watching her husband, who was engrossed in the photo album, Xuemya picked up another one with curiosity and began to flip through it, becoming engrossed in it herself before long.
Kyle looked at the Lord and the Matriarch, then glanced at the Seraph giggling foolishly to the side. After pondering for a moment, he raised his hand to grab an album, opened it, and calmly began to watch.
The further he looked, the more Velin felt the Little Angel in the pictures gradually overlap with Kyle's figure.
If this was true, he would replicate a copy to take back and store in the vault; if it was fake, he would just treat it as learning about the other person's family background.
Time flew by, the sky gradually darkened, and the magic lamps at the top were lit, their blended radiance chasing away the darkness.
Putting down the photo album in his hand, Velin glanced sideways at Kyle, who still maintained his poise like a massive rock, and then said to Lena, "Lady Lena, just as you said, your cousin is plump and very cute."
"That goes without saying," Lena nodded and said. "I also have pictures of him grown up. Do you want to see them?"
"Yes," Velin