Ay

"sorry Sorry……"

Faint crying came from his ears, his body was slowly sinking surrounded by icy water, he tried hard to open his eyes, but found that his eyelids were heavy as if filled with lead.

——Why did you do this to me?

Obviously I am also very good.

Unknown creatures gently wrapped around his body, dragging the boy to the abyss of hell.

So sad.

Out of breath.

Don't want to die.

Help me... who can help me...

"Poor child," a low and charming voice sounded from nowhere, "do you want to live?"

He snapped his eyes open.

"Ai Yi, did you have a nightmare?" In front of him, his elder brother was looking at him worriedly, "Your complexion is very bad, what's wrong?"

The boy was lying on the desk, as if he hadn't recovered from it. He was stunned for a long time, blinking his slender light-colored eyelashes, and then slowly said: "Brother, I dreamed about that thing again."

This topic seemed to have some kind of taboo, and the expression on Cather's face instantly became stiff, and the lustrous blue eyes were filled with pain and self-blame, "...I'm sorry."

Ai Yi was silent for a long time, he raised his head, stared at the young man in front of him, and said softly: "Why on earth... At that time, why did they choose me?"

Kaiser couldn't answer, he could only take a step forward, holding his treasure tightly in his arms.

"I'm sorry... Ai, I'm sorry..."

The light at sunset was dim and ambiguous, casting a faint halo on the two figures embracing tightly in the study.

****

Ay liked the palace library very much.

The books there seem to be as high as the mountains, one shelf after another, they record the development, prosperity and decline of this continent, elves living in distant places, dragons who like dazzling treasures, good at making weapons, and small goblins ...

It was an unknown and wonderful world, and there were lovely elves hidden in every page of the book, waiting for him to capture them one by one.

He would look for a book that interested him in the library every day, paired it with black tea and roses, and read it carefully for a long time.

"The book says that there is a huge desert in the north of the mainland, where mysterious tribes from thousands of years ago are buried."

In the afternoon, the girl was sitting in the rose garden. She was wearing a knee-length light-colored cake skirt, her blond hair was loosely tied up with a white ribbon, and she was wearing a white lace ornament with a red rose in the middle on her neck. She looked lovely And lady.

Yue Lan prepared cakes and black tea for him, and the mellow aroma made the girl squint her eyes in enjoyment, as if thinking of something, she said with great interest: "Tell me, what will that tribe look like? It will be like a book. It’s the same as what’s recorded in the book, do they all rely on sign language to communicate with each other?”

She was full of curiosity about the world, as if she had never left the young deer protected by the forest—Yue Lan's eyes were stained with worry, obviously his princess was so young and so vulnerable.

Ai Yi didn't care about the silence of the other party. His movements of turning the pages of the book were elegant and slow, and every detail showed the etiquette of the royal family, but he sighed softly, "Why can I only read these in the book."

——I really want to witness those magnificent and beautiful scenes with my own eyes.

Yue Lan's heart tightened, and he tentatively whispered: "Your Highness, do you... want to leave?"

"Yes," the beautiful girl nodded with a smile without any hesitation, "No matter how many books there are, I will finish reading. Living in this decaying and old palace day after day, I will always feel bored."

"That…"

"However, it's not yet."

Ai Yi interrupted him, her eyelashes drooped, covering those beautiful blue eyes, "Now...I can't leave yet."

That is his responsibility, and it is his destiny.

Someone seemed to be laughing lowly in the dark, but it also seemed to be a heavy sigh.

Yue Lan looked at his Highness in confusion, not understanding where the gloom in that expression came from.

He suddenly realized that even though he had been by Ai's side for six full years, he still didn't understand him thoroughly.

"If that day really comes," the man gently held his hand, his voice was low but firm, "please allow me to continue following you, Your Highness."

The boy was taken aback for a moment, showing a bright smile, "Okay."

The world is impermanent, who can know what will happen in the future?

*****

His Majesty the King is receiving guests.

It was a judge of the Holy See. He was wearing a white military uniform representing the Tribunal. His expression was cold, his lips were tightly pressed, and his light blue eyes were like ten thousand years of ice deep in the snow-capped mountains.

"...I understand your concerns, Mr. Hellen," the supreme ruler of the country frowned at this time, looking quite distressed, "but you must know that in our country, the people's belief in the God of Light is not high. …So, the results of your investigation are not surprising.”

"No, this is very strange, Your Majesty." The judge's expression remained unchanged, and he took out a diamond-shaped crystal stone half the size of a palm from his arms. Ominous atmosphere, "This hostile atmosphere is too obvious. If it is just ordinary people who don't believe in the God of Light, it is impossible to have such a huge rejection reaction when testing crystals."

"Besides, this evil aura is too close to the palace, and it may threaten your safety," the man said with a chill in his voice, "One of the missions of our Tribunal is to kill radical heretics, and I hope you will not hinder me .”

The rude words made Cather frowned. He pondered for a moment, then waved his hands coldly, "Come here, take Mr. Hieren to the guest room to rest...Mr. Hieren, you can freely enter and leave the palace to investigate, but please Don't go too far, and..." He emphasized his tone, "Please stay away from my sister."

"Please rest assured, I am only interested in killing heretics," the man stood up and walked out the door, his tone still cold, "I will not disturb Your Highness."

"I hope so." The king sneered.

*****

"Mr. Hellen, are you going to the guest room now?" In the corridor, the guard followed the man respectfully. He rolled his eyes and said flatteringly, "It's still early, do you want to visit the garden of the palace? Then But all over the continent..."

"Go to the guest room," the man interrupted him coldly, then thought for a while, and then said, "Forget it, tell me the route, and I'll go by myself."

"Yes…"

After driving away the guards, Xillen stood there for a moment, and took out the crystal again.

The ominous atmosphere inside the crystal was stronger than before—he frowned, and injected a silver-white light into it, and the dark purple mist trembled, vaguely pointing to the southeast.

He no longer hesitated, and strode in that direction.

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Everywhere you look are bright red roses.

Xieren frowned, looking vigilantly at the seemingly endless sea of ​​roses in front of him, the crystal in his hand was scorching hot at this moment, and the purple mist rolled and circled, as if wanting to escape from his imprisonment.

This is where the evil breath is strongest.

The delicate and fiery roses fluttered gently with the breeze, bringing bursts of rich floral fragrance. The man put the crystal away, held his breath, and slowly touched the dark golden sword hilt at his waist with his right hand.

"Are you trying to ruin my garden?"

The girl's clear and ethereal voice sounded from behind, and the man looked cold, he quickly drew his sword and turned around, pointing the point of the sword at the center of the opponent's eyebrows.

"presumptuous!"

In the next second, the long sword was pushed aside by the attendant beside the girl. The attendant in black stood in front of the girl, staring at him gloomyly, surrounded by the fluctuation of spells, "I intend to attack the princess in the palace, I don't know Should I praise your courage?"

Princess?Hellen was taken aback, remembering the king's near-warning order not long ago, the expression on his face remained unchanged, but secretly he felt a headache.

That difficult and cruel His Royal Highness Ai Biers?

——He really caused the biggest trouble when he came here.

"I was the one to be rude," he put away his long sword, and bowed apologetically with a cold expression, "I'm sorry, Your Royal Highness."

"I don't accept your apology," the girl walked out from behind the attendant, her flower-like face seemed to be covered with frost at this moment, "Master Judge, do you want to destroy my rose garden?"

Being stared at by those blue eyes, Hellen actually felt a little guilty after not seeing him for a long time, "No, I just..."

"Please leave this place immediately," the girl interrupted him without a doubt, "I don't care about trying to hurt members of the royal family, but please leave immediately—you interrupted my afternoon tea."

Under the two pairs of eyes full of repulsion and dissatisfaction, the man could only sigh in his heart, saluted the beautiful princess again, turned and left.

"By the way, after you finish your afternoon tea, please leave this place as soon as possible." He stopped walking around a lush rose bush, "This place has been shrouded by evil forces. For your sake Safety……"

A small pastry smelling of milk flew straight over, and it hit his spotless clothes with a bang.

Hellen's face changed, and he resisted the urge to take off the clothes immediately, and strode away.

"Damn it." Watching the man's back disappear, Ai Yi snorted softly, clapped his hands, and turned around to continue his afternoon tea.

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