Fitnair returned to the door of the room, raised her hand, her fingertips pressed against the door, she lowered her head, the blue-purple in her eyes sinking slightly into the night, and for a few long breaths, her hand unconsciously pushed forward. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Squeak......

The door slowly opened, and Fitney slowly looked up, seeing the wind rushing in against the window, crumbs of dark blue light scattered across the messy pages on the table.

Rolled up, tumbling, and calming again.

There are many more documents and books than I have to investigate things in Starlight, but they are far from enough.

"Whew......" Fitney exhaled softly, of course there would be no level of that breeze.

Nothing can be blown away.

Fitney walked over to the table, pulled out his chair, turned on the light, and sat down. The girl showed only her thin back and occasionally moving slender wrists.

The night outside the window was still quiet.

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Fitnair woke up - she had only rested on her table for a while all night.

There are very few such things, and she doesn't like to make this choice even in the busiest times.

She saw the morning fog, which was heaviest during the season.

"Alu?" called Fitney softly.

Alu appears as a magician, which means that she will be able to appear in a purer form of magic when summoned - that is, become an "entity".

But Ah Lu didn't like that. She doesn't like to be in front of anyone other than Fitney. Lu's gentle personality can sometimes be said to be above all else, but her approach is full of contradictions with her personality.

Under normal circumstances, Fitney is able to easily get her to appear when no one is around.

Today, however, is different.

After Fitney finished calling her, the figure did not appear for a long time.

Did she have something to do with her leaving? Fitney thought so subconsciously - without paying much attention to it, she got up and walked out the door - at this time she was going to "see the sick", and there was something to say later.

Ed's condition was unstable, and on that face, which was similar to when he woke up, his internal condition was somewhat stable and sometimes drastic.

Fitnair filled a bowl of potions for him and headed for the room.

When she reached the door, she frowned slightly—the door was not completely closed.

Squeak......

Fitney touched the door slightly, and it was easily pushed open.

Whoa!

Someone quickly stepped out of the door, and through the half-open door, it was possible to see trays falling to the ground and spilled potions as they approached the doorway.

On the bed, there was a sick and unconscious young man, but now, it was empty.

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In sight was a white-haired girl walking through the morning mist, looking around—a pale face with a hidden exhaustion.

He looked at it all, his azure eyes expressing no emotion.

"She's looking for you. "There was a voice ringing in his ears, and that voice could not distinguish between men and women, or even emotions.

"Who are you. He asked.

"I know everything about you - why you want revenge, all your plans. But I'm the one to help you, and I can help you get out of here. ”

"I think you're a threat. ”

"You have no choice now - if you want to escape, you have to do as I say. ”

"As long as I can reuse my magic. ”

"No, you can't. ”

Fell silent.

Fitney had traveled almost all of Tashapol, but she didn't seem to be too flustered, just worried.

Sand......

Fitney turned his head sharply and found a young man coming out from behind him, his face still pale and looking weak, and the blue in his blue eyes was much darker.

Blue-violet was blue again, but this time there was still no upper hand - both eyes looked very dim.

"You can still go now, but don't show up again......," Fitnair was the first to speak, and she had no intention of thinking about the young man anymore.

But before she could finish her sentence, the young man suddenly fell towards her!

Fitnet was stunned for a moment, subconsciously caught him, and fell silent.

She drew the dagger she had with her, the cold blade casting a thin layer of frost in the mist.

The dagger was attached to the young man's neck, Fitney had been taking care of him for the past few days, knowing his physical condition, one dagger was enough to kill him so weak.

Did he try to escape, did that mean he had other plans—or was sure that what she had done was not right?

And for good reason...... No.

Fitnair looked at the young man who was unconscious again, wearing only a thin white shirt, his face was pale, and even his lips were colorless. She even felt the coldness of his body as it slowly spread to her arm.

It's light—Fitney couldn't help but think of Chris, and so did before Chris's death.

The hand slowly let go, and the dagger fell to the ground.

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When Ed woke up again, he saw the girl sitting by the window reading some books.

Her white-blonde hair fell down her face, and the blue-purple in her eyes seemed to sink into a lake, separated by a transparent barrier.

Fitnay felt the gaze of the man on the bed and looked up.

"I drank the medicine myself. Fitney lowered his head again, "Before I regret it." ”

"Ahem...... Ahem. Ed coughed lightly, revealing a weak smile, "Can't take it." ”

"Don't you still have the strength to escape?" said Fitney, unmoved.

"I don't have the strength right now. Ed neither admitted nor denied it.

Fitney didn't speak, and he didn't care.

"Lornay. ”

Fitney still didn't answer.

There was another burst of silence.

"Lornay. ”

Fitney flipped the page, as if he hadn't heard.

"Luo ......"

Fitnair stood up suddenly, she didn't even look at Eddard, she walked straight out of the door, and slammed the door shut, making a loud noise.

Seeing this, Ed didn't seem to react, and it took a long time before he sat up, looked at the potion placed beside the bed, and stretched out his hand to it, but his hand was unsteady and trembled slightly, as if the bowl would be shattered at the touch of a button.

He didn't continue to move, but stopped in mid-air.

This pause lasted for a long time.

Sand......

Ed smiled as he watched the girl walk to the bed, staring at him, word by word, "What do you want to do?"

It wasn't the first time Fitney had asked him this question.

"I can't do anything. Ed lifted his trembling hand.

Fitney was silent for a long time, she couldn't see anything from Ed's expression, she couldn't.

"Open your mouth. This time, it was Ed's turn to be slightly stunned, and he saw Fitnair pick up the bowl containing the potion and hold it up in front of him—perhaps her last concession, full of helplessness.