"I've seen the stars fall. "I also knew that there were new stars shining in the northwestern sky—the same moment I looked up and saw that little silver light on the ceiling." I know it has to be important, I just don't know what that means...... Seriously, I don't want to know either. After all, I'm exhausted from even looking down and finding my way, and I don't have the strength to look up at the sky and guess the will of the gods. ”

She reached out and handed the candlestick to Ed, her smile as faint and soft as a candle's flame: "Fortunately, I can still throw these troubles that I can't understand and can't solve to someone who is more suitable to face it." ”

Ed smiled wryly. He was tempted to say that he wasn't really sure, but in the end he just silently took the candlestick.

"You can stay here as long as you want. "Any need you may have will be met—the guards outside the door will obey your orders as much as I do." Of course ......"

She blinked, and for a moment there was a hint of girlish playfulness: "The power of mortals is always limited...... You know. ”

Ed nodded, and the curvature of his lips unconsciously widened.

When she walked to the door, Moira hesitated for a moment, then half-turned her head and asked him in a low voice, "These...... Does it have anything to do with him?"

Ed froze, and could only nod silently.

Moira lowered her eyes, and her sigh was as soft as the breeze, barely audible. At that moment, the light in her eyes was gone, and her pale cheeks suddenly showed the withering that Naria feared.

"You ......," Ed said involuntarily, "when are you going to leave Stonebuge?"

Moira gave him a surprised look, and the candlelit smile returned to her eyes.

"You guys are really ...... The perfect pair. She said, "Naria Kavo, the dark-haired girl, asked me the same question—with an almost identical look to you...... Do I really seem that worried?"

Ed was speechless.

"But...... Please bring me a thank you. Moira took off a small ring from her left hand and walked over and slipped it into his palm, "And, a small gift, please don't refuse it anyway." I'm afraid that day I was indeed a woman who failed so much that even I hated myself...... Let a girl who should have been protected by me worry about me. If you really like her, Ed, you'll have to hold on to her. There is a rare girl like that—her energy and courage can evoke a little life in my deserted heart...... It suddenly dawned on me that I might not be a good wife, or a good mother, or even a good daughter, or even a good sister...... But at least, there is still a chance, trying to be a not-so-bad ruler. ”

The ring also carries her body temperature. Ed subconsciously held it and didn't react until she opened the door and left—she didn't answer his question.

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Ed didn't stay long. As soon as he stepped out of the gates of Lockburg, York Tracy greeted him.

He was waiting for him. In this short period of time, he had been waiting for a look of anxiety, but he quickly retracted the moment he saw him, and there was only a little uneasiness left that could not be concealed.

It wasn't until he was far enough away from Lockburg to be sure that no one around him could hear him that he asked the question that had been weighing on his heart for a long time, and his voice was soft, but fast as if he couldn't regret it: "I know it's a bit abrupt...... Do you know Helena Christus? ...... Do you know where she is now?"

Ed stopped suddenly.

"I have no ill will. York hurried, "I know the paladin said she was dead...... I also know that she was in Ston Butch again two months ago, and it was raining that night...... Those who saw her almost thought she was an undead, but she wasn't. She's slow, she's cold, but she's got her will, and she's talking......"

He took a deep breath, as if realizing that he was too excited—as if sensing that Ed's face was getting ugly.

“...... In the end, it was you who took her. He said.

Ed let go of his clenched fists, his expression calm.

"What the hell are you trying to say?" he asked, "Helena Christus...... Her soul has long since rested. ”

And her body has been reduced to ashes, and no one can use her anymore to make her suffer everything she shouldn't have to bear.

York was silent for a long time, his expression fluctuating.

"There's one thing we didn't tell anyone. He said that when he finally made up his mind, he calmed down and "didn't dare to tell anyone...... The High Priest, before he appeared in Stoke Square and uttered those few words, was dead. ”

“...... What?" Ed blurted out a small exclamation.

"That's why I have taken the liberty of asking you...... "I have no ......disrespect for your kindred I just wanted to ask, is she really dead, is the woman who showed up in Stonebucci that night really regained consciousness after death......? Can the soul of the deceased return to her own body, if she has too strong a desire and a strong enough will......

His voice lowered, but Ed began to understand.

"Are you worried that her 'prophecy' is out of someone else's control?" he asked.

"Nope. York shook his head firmly, "That can't be! That's the High Priest...... Even if she is old, even if she is groggy all day and does not have much time to be awake...... She was also the High Priestess. No one will be able to control her...... Whether she is dead or alive, whether it is her soul or body. ”

Ed was a little speechless - if he really believed in it, why did he have to prove something?

"Perhaps the Goddess of Dawn brought her back from the dead to complete her unfinished mission. He said. It was only then that he realized the irony in it, and he was so annoyed that he almost wanted to bite his tongue - he really shouldn't have been so mean and rude to an old man who had passed away, and a priest who had a lot of respect for her.

York stared at him in a daze, his eyes darkened, and he could no longer hide his exhaustion and uneasiness.

"If I could, I would like to deceive myself like this. "But it's definitely not a resurrection, unlike Scott...... But I can't believe that she could be so desecrated...... and utilization. ”

I can't, and I don't want to believe it.

Ed Moran. That's not hard to understand - if the High Priestess were replaced by Felicity, his reaction would be no different from York's.

“...... Helena, she is indeed at rest. ”

In the end, he could only tell the priest who was struggling in confusion, "But on that rainy night, it was not some evil force that controlled her...... Her consciousness was clear and free, but she couldn't hold on for long. ”

Such a vague answer was enough to make York nod his head in relief.

When they parted, Ed looked at his back as he left in a hurry, and his heart was heavy. Under the sun, the line between life and death seems to be blurring more and more...... This really doesn't bode well.

He was also desperate to get Vala back. But...... The dead have a place to return, and the living cannot be forced to stay.

Only now can he really understand this sentence.

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