Chapter 347: The Lament of the Wounded (1)
A month later, Ed quietly returned to the Duchy of Ansendire. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
Christie was reading some of his favorite storybooks to Luxenda, and when Luxenda finally fell asleep, Christie got up and walked out the door, and saw a figure appear at the end of the hallway - his shadow was stretched and stuck to the wall, and even the shadow had a unique coldness in him.
Most of the time, people will think that Ed gives people the impression of elegance and calmness, but occasionally, Ed will exude this kind of cold air that rejects people, as if everything in this world is not the same kind of person as himself.
Christie thought it was terrifying, more frightening than angry Ed, but it was a perfect fit for him.
Why...... At this time, he will ......
Christie was first surprised by Ed's sudden return, and then by the aura that appeared on him - she even wondered if Ed had discovered her plan.
"Did that guy say anything when I left?" Ed spoke before Christie could speak, glancing at Luxenda's room.
"I didn't ...... No. It's still the same. Christie paused.
"Oh. Ed whispered, then turned to leave.
Christie breathed a sigh of relief, only to realize that her back was covered in sweat.
Next week is an important event for the Duchy of Ansendil......
Christie clenched her fists.
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Ed returned to his room.
He had indeed just returned - as to why he was on the floor where Luxenda was, it was about ......
"No matter how long it has been, I can't help but want to...... Kill those guys. He stretched out his hand and looked into his palm—his face had a different expression than usual, but it was a rare expression that lasted only a moment before it disappeared.
He sat down by the window, the highest point in the Duchy of Ansendil.
From here he could see the lake—a mysterious lake in the moonlight.
Ed's mind came to mind what had happened in the Wyzdem family, and he felt that something seemed a little different from what he had imagined.
"Impact...... ? He recalled something, spat out a word with deep meaning, and finally fell silent.
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On this day, it was close to noon when Fitney woke up.
She lay flat on the bed and stared at the ceiling in a daze for a while before getting up.
"Miss?" "Miss?" said Lian Yi from outside as she got up, and she asked Fitney cautiously, holding in her hand the clothes she was going to change for the day.
Fitnair didn't say anything and took the clothes.
Seeing that Fitney had no intention of letting herself help, Lian Yi took two steps back and left the room.
After changing her clothes, Fitnair did not leave the room, but found a place by the window and sat down, lying on the windowsill - her blue-purple eyes stared out of the window, the rose May was over, and the sun returned to the earth, but perhaps because it was still early, she put her hand into the sun, and there was no warmth at all.
"Meow. At this moment, the black cat somehow sprang from the ledge to the ledge—Fitnair looked at it with a calm expression, and it lowered its head and sniffed her hair.
Strange cats.
Fitney looked at it—it had deliberately approached itself that day, but after that day it saw itself running away again, as if it had never been on good terms with itself.
She didn't want to deal with the cat, so she acted like nothing had happened.
And now, do you want to provoke yourself again?
Fitney reached out and rubbed its head—a man and a cat had unique eyes that made Fitney feel a little strange when they looked at each other, though she didn't seem to react on the surface.
The black cat did not resist, and let Fitney stroke his head, his tail sweeping from time to time.
"Meow. The black cat suddenly went from lying on its stomach to raising its head—Fitney's hand froze, and as if something had happened, it turned and climbed down the railing of the ledge—and Fitney watched as it disappeared from sight, away from it. But he didn't stand up and poke his head out to see where it had gone.
Fitnair lay on her stomach for a while before she stood up, and she walked to the center of the room and slowly raised her hand.
"He doesn't want you to get involved in these things any longer. ”
"The Chavrin Territory is a good place because it's far enough from the center. ”
There were red lines on the hand, and it slowly appeared, and the red lines spread all the way to the arms - it had grown very fast in the past few years.
"Survivor...... ? Fitney's voice was a little hoarse, and it seemed like she was speaking for the first time today.
A huge summoning circle emerged from the ground and rose, and the light gradually spread.
Fitnair quietly watched everything in front of him, waiting.
The light gradually merged into a figure—a slender figure, a woman, but she also wore a cloak, and only a few strands of flaxen hair came out of the hood of the cloak.
Except for the cloak, only the bottom half of her face, which could be called perfect, could be seen.
"Ah...... You are...... My master?" the beautiful voice was the most pleasant Fitney had ever heard—even though he was a woman, Fitney felt a little inferior.
Fitney looked at her, was silent for a while, and said, "My name is Fitney, Fatney Frayton. ”
"Hello. The woman looked at her, and then she seemed to sense something, and walked over to Fitney, and crouched down in front of her, so that she could see Fitney clearly, who had never met such a summoner, and would have been so close to her when he first saw her, "Do you feel unwell?"
Fitney was stunned and subconsciously took a step back.
"Did it scare you? I'm sorry. The woman continued.
"No...... Thanks, I'm fine. Fitney shook his head.
"Alu. The woman said softly.
Fitney was stunned again.
"Call me that—it's a code name, anyway. Alu stood up, she looked around, Fitnair couldn't see her eyes, so she didn't know what kind of mood she was in at this time, "I'm a magician. Whatever you think, let me know and I'll do my best to help you. ”
Magician - this seemed to be the second magician summoned by Fitney, but there was no such magician in her mind.
What's more, she gave herself an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
"Meow. At that moment, the black cat leaped into the room.
Fitnair looked at the black cat and wanted to walk towards her.
"The magic of projecting souls. Alu's voice came from behind her, "Someone has copied his soul and hid it in this cat's body. ”
Fitney jerked his head up.
Meaning, who is spying on themselves through this cat?