Team villains except me

Norvia didn't believe that Teacher Mattia would die.

She was vaguely aware of something happening, but she wasn't ready yet. She looked at Huett, but Huett's brows were furrowed. He handed the communicator back to Nolvia with a look of repression in his eyes.

"Nolvaya, Julia Smith sent you a message."

Norvia's heart stopped.

Snowflakes fell on her eyelashes and melted into tears.

Nolvia took back the communicator stiffly and looked through the message Julia sent her.

Two pictures, two paragraphs.

One photo shows Morga and Gilan kneeling on the ground holding Mattia's body, and the other photo shows the other members of the "New World" team standing by the bed with pale faces.

Julia: Now return to Abesgar, bringing your team with you. Valerio is unconscious, Matea is dead, and Abesgar will undergo many changes.

Julia: Valerio won't wake up, and Suha can't work. I know you're at Rainier. On your way back, I need you to write an obituary about Matija. Say she was ambushed by an enemy in the southern continent and died. Don't reveal the true circumstances yet. I'll tell you the truth when you return. We can't keep this secret for long, so you can publish it immediately after you finish.

Nolvia's fingertips trembled. She closed her eyes and did not reply to Julia for the time being.

"...Norvia."

It was Irene's voice.

Irene ran out.

Nolvia turned around and saw Irene's face, pale with fear. Irene's voice was shaking.

"Otkester told me she got some news that Mama had passed away... Is that true?"

Nolvia was speechless.

The wind and snow raged, and the sky and the earth seemed to be cut into a new world.

In this new world, death became common.

Irene approached Nolvia. She could see Nolvia's expression clearly, but she still didn't believe it.

"Nolvaya, Mama is incredibly powerful. Few people can defeat her. She'll just be injured, not leave us. She...she even made a reservation at the restaurant. We're going to eat there again in a year."

I sent her a lot of messages, but she hasn't replied yet. And Natalie, she and Natalie haven't reconciled yet. Gillan and Morga, how can they bear this..."

Irene gasped for breath. She looked weak and powerless, and she could not speak.

The members of "Send You Home" came out one by one, and this time was enough for them to understand what was happening.

Everyone looked grim. In the torrential snow, even the wind seemed to be mourning the dead souls.

"...Pack up and let's go back to Abersgard."

Huette's solemn expression broke the silent and oppressive atmosphere.

"Let's go see Teacher Mattia for the last time."

……

Zhuyi couldn't remember what Matija looked like the last time she saw her. She looked out at the heavy snow and pondered, only thinking of Matija's promise.

It was delicious. We'll come back next year. It's even better if we eat together.

She would never believe such promises again. She had been deceived again. Matija had said those words, and now she was dead.

Zhue felt bored. She looked at the depressed Ellit, the self-deprecating Norvia writing the obituary, and Dooku standing blankly by the window listening to Natalie's despair. An unquenchable fire burned in her heart, and she dragged Hught into the endless snow.

"A race with a limited lifespan should not make arrogant promises."

Zhu Yi didn't look at Huet, but there was an astonishing murderous look between her eyebrows.

"Isn't Matija a Beast Warrior? Why did she die?"

Hugh looked at the anxious spider in silence.

Zhu Yi sneered.

"What about next year's restaurant? She doesn't even…"

"Zhuyi, we'll know what happened after we return to Abesgard."

"Will it be useful? Can Mattia come back? Will she take us to that restaurant next year? Even if we know the truth, even if we can avenge her——"

Zhu Yi was stunned for a moment.

She was afraid of death. She hated Mattia for making promises she couldn't fulfill, but she wanted Mattia to come back even more.

The thick snow swallowed up the heat.

A layer of frost formed on Zhu Yi's red eyelashes. She pursed her lips and refused to retreat a single step in the snow, not knowing what she was struggling with.

Death is a difficult subject. Students who stumble upon it never learn how to deal with it, and each encounter only deepens their pain.

In the distance, there were a few small black dots approaching.

It was Fiana and Irene who went to the palace to pick up Yalinxiu.

The tear marks on Irene's face were almost frozen. She held Yalinxiu's hand tightly, and Fiana looked very bad.

Fiana asked Hazi to go to Abosg. Hazi had lived in Titag for a long time. He knew Mattia and was also familiar with Gilan and Morga.

Fiana didn't believe Teacher Matija was dead. But Hazi confirmed that it was indeed Matija. Hazi explained that Jilan and Morga had fainted several times. They were both strong tigers, steadfast in their resolve. Even when caught between two forces in Titaige, they never showed a sign of weakness.

But the grief of losing a daughter in old age almost tore them apart.

As for Natalie, she couldn't leave Titag. She didn't dare ask Gillan or Morgha for confirmation. She chose to speak to Dooku. At first, she repeatedly said it was a prank, then she fell silent. After that, she listed Matea's faults, as if this could mask her love and fear for her. However, as she spoke, she began to grow angry.

"...Dooku, if I were a Beast Warrior, would I be the one dead now? I was wrong, I shouldn't have... What does the war back then have to do with me? So what if Titag was destroyed by those tigers? As long as my parents took my sister away at that time, it would be fine. These tigers were not worth saving at all. I should have become a Beast Warrior, I should have let the war happen..."

Dooku listened quietly. He felt a sharp pain in his heart. He was slow to react, but he knew how much Natalie was suffering.

He's not very good at comforting people.

"Natalie. You are a beast warrior. Just like Matija-sensei. You did nothing wrong. You are a beast warrior, just like Matija-sensei. You are both protecting peace. You care about life. Because now, you haven't left Titag either."

Natalie kept retching and couldn't make a sound.

After a long time, Natalie's voice became hoarse, and she actually laughed.

There was absolutely no joy, only irony and pained laughter.

"Dooku, Beast Warriors are hard to die because they are blessed by the Beast God. So when they are on the verge of death, they will have the blessing from the Beast God—Matia doesn't have that. I thought I could be the Beast God's blessing, but you see, it's not possible.

If that's the case, why did the Tiger Ancestor allow me to be born? What did He bring to me? If He blessed me, didn't He know what Mathia meant to me? Mathia could clearly save more people. If He had eyes, if He wanted to protect His descendants, why didn't He give Mathia my blessing?

I am in so much pain that I want to die, but even so - even so, I still want to stay in Titag for these stupid tigers who kill each other! Why! Why! Why! "

Dooku couldn't answer Natalie's question. He let her vent her emotions, but some pain was too hard to express.

Norvia finished writing the obituary for Matija. Unable to announce Matija's death in person, she sent it to Julia.

Julia didn't say anything. She published an obituary in the name of the dean. Soon, the news spread rapidly, shocking the whole world. People asked in panic what killed a beast warrior in his prime. Julia only said that Mattia was ambushed and died while protecting the local residents.

Matthias's funeral was scheduled for two days later.

Nolvia looked at the snow outside the window in silence.

She knew very well that it was not a human who could kill Teacher Mattia.

The second war between gods is about to begin.

……

When Elliott started packing his luggage, his mood was calm.

He was very stingy with his love. His love was for his teammates and Yalinxiu, and he didn't invest too much emotion in any of his instructors.

It's just that his mentors were too stupid. He had to help them become smarter. He stood in a higher dimension and looked down at his mentors. He was in a dominant position, including Valerio.

But Mattia is not like that.

Matthias is the only one who doesn't need their help or effort, and only regards them as guidance teachers for her children.

Because she was mature enough, she understood all their thoughts and methods, but even so, she still tolerated them, helped them unconditionally, and shared her family with them.

Only in front of Mattia, they are little sprouts that need to be protected.

But Mattia died.

——Therefore, the world will never be kind to him. He must be one step ahead to protect his important family. If he relaxes for a moment, he will fall into an irreversible tragedy.

"...Ellit, if you want to cry, just cry. Don't look so gloomy. I'll pack your luggage for you."

Sana leered at Ellit's expression. She didn't return to France, but stayed temporarily at Musa's estate. She had lived long enough to recognize the traces of death. It takes a long time to adjust to the sudden loss of someone in your life. And if that person was kind and treated her well, it's even harder to let go.

Sana felt like an unlovable female eagle. She was aware of her own shortcomings: she was stubborn, selfish, possessive, and cold, but she was forced to be that way by Rainier. If she weren't at Rainier, if she had enough money and the freedom to spend it lavishly, she would certainly be a kind, unconcerned old lady.

She didn't think she was not good enough now, but she felt she deserved a better life. She rebelled too late, and the beating heart hidden under the layers of wrinkles kept her looking forward to it.

Her sense of smell was heightened when she couldn't see, and she detected a familiar scent on Elliott.

Elliott is very much like her.

Stubbornly thinking that you can fight the whole world, in fact you will only end up with bruises all over your body.

“…Why am I crying?”

Elliott asked back calmly, his eyes a seductive green.

Shanna didn't argue with him. She turned her head to look at the incessant snow outside the window and made a decision easily.

"I'm not going back to France. Lend me some money, I'm going to Kikora and buy a big house."

Elliott looked at Shanna with strange eyes. After a while, he asked her why in a cold voice.

"Because you are still too young. And it is inconvenient for you to come to Rainier. When I make money, of course I will move to a bigger house near the sea."

Shanna's expression was normal.

"I want to go with you."

"Sanna, it's you who needs pity, not us."

Elliott's words were like a pair of ruthless scissors at times. He knew how to please people, but he also knew what words were the most unpleasant to hear. When his emotions got out of control, he would say the most harsh words, destroying all close relationships.

But Shanna didn't care.

"Then have pity on me. I want to buy a manor."

Sana talked about her conditions for the manor, and she also asked Elliott to remember what she wanted to take away from the original house.

Elliott thought this was ridiculous and was so angry that he was speechless, but at the same time, he slowly calmed down.

He looked at Shanna cautiously for a long time, then he curled the corner of his lip coldly.

"Haven't you always refused to leave France? France also has the sea. If you go to France, she will give you a house by the sea.

Shanna, how much longer can you live? If you leave with us, you'll be a burden. I'll give you a job, and you should be content. Ultimately, you and I have nothing to do with each other. I feel sorry for you, so I'm helping you. If you think you can rely on me this way, you're wrong."

"That's great! I hadn't thought about how to spend my old age in peace. Elliott, I'm too old, my bones are brittle..."

"What on earth are you going to say!"

Elliott interrupted Shanna impatiently. His expression was cold, but Shanna knew why he was like this. A child her age didn't have a place to hide her fear. If pretending not to care was enough to truly not care, she wouldn't have waited until she was this old to go to France.

The principles of the world are always clear, and knowledge is written in books, which are all correct. But how many eagles or people can live their lives smoothly according to those principles?

Very few. Some people are gifted, while others have to fight against obstacles everywhere and only reach a reluctant reconciliation with themselves after many years.

Shanna was the latter. Shanna knew that Elliott was just like her.

Shanna patted Elliott's shoulder.

"What I want to say is that although I am old, I can still accompany you for many years.

My child, death is not a permanent separation. Rather than denying past memories, accepting reality is the right way to dissipate grief. This is of course difficult, because you will always think of her. Every time you see someone or something related to her, you will recall those memories related to her, until you begin to feel that her face is blurred.

By that time, she becomes a part of your body, she becomes a part of your subconscious action, she becomes a part of your mind.

She will become eternal from this moment on."