"It is true, but since you are going to fight alone and put me to death, then I will not be able to guarantee your life, please forgive me for my selfishness. "www.biquge.info You have always remembered your mission to defeat Ansendil, but you hate the kingdom of Luther. You are on a path worthy of fear, and I respect you in my heart, but in reality, we have nothing to talk about. ”

Fitney did have compassion, otherwise she wouldn't have asked Gurrett those questions. But she's a real person - for some reason, after Gurrett came to Starlight, he used himself as some kind of "tool" to clear obstacles, and he counted many things, but he didn't calculate what kind of abilities Fitney had, and a heart that no one could understand.

"When did you know I had a problem?" asked Gurrett again.

"Suspicion began to arise for you after the gathering of the Nature Society, and you confirmed your identity after you blew up Helis. Fitney said.

"You've been testing me since then?" said Gurrett.

"That's right, you want to rely on my 'trust' in you, and so do I. Fitney's answer was crisp.

Gurrett heard her and burst out laughing—the silent, gloomy man, who laughed at the wound, but who laughed even in terrible pain.

Fitney felt that perhaps it was because his revenge had come to naught.

"You're a terrible person. Gurrett finally stopped smiling, his voice was already low, but he could still hear Fitney, "I'm sure those who killed me won't be your opponents - hahaha, I put my hope of revenge on a little girl who defeated me - no wonder you're her disciple." ”

"You deserve respect, but I don't think your hatred has anything to do with it, but since you're talking about my professor, I want to say it too. "There's a reason why Professor Letta seems to be obsessed with you, I understand now. ”

Gullett paused: "Ah...... Is that a woman...... That's really grateful...... She never remembered things that weren't important to her - take them. ”

Gurrett reached into his collar and pulled out a blood-stained necklace - Fitnair had seen such a thing.

The Eye of Semoritic.

"If she doesn't remember me, that's for the best. When Gurrett saw that the thing had fallen into the hands of Fitney, he turned his head and said no more, as if waiting for his own death.

"Remember some. Then another voice sounded - the red-haired woman came from one side of the corridor, and she walked down the stairs, looking at Gurrett with an indescribable gaze.

Liteta didn't go to Willunton, she just said so that she could cooperate with her disciples, live in the original calendula plantation, see it all clearly—and help Fitney renovate the alchemy props hidden in the school building.

Gurrett snapped his eyes open and stared at her.

"The years have not left any mark on your face. Gurrett stared at her until she walked up to him and crouched down, he wanted to reach out but was unable to lift it.

"Thank you for the compliment, but it seems to me that you are much older - I'm sorry I couldn't save you. Letta was also looking at the face that had been separated for many years—Gurrett was no longer the same Tren's face, the lines were more rigid, and the corners of his eyes were cut by the weather.

"Letta, I used to think that if I believed in you that day and were expelled with you, maybe everything wouldn't be the way it is. Gurrett said.

"Don't make that assumption, you know very well that there is no reason why you and I must be together - aren't all nobles in their affections. You didn't stand up and leave the kingdom of Lutheran with me, and I didn't save you at this time—I probably love my disciples more now than you do. Letta reached out and covered his eyes, "I've forgotten what it feels like to love you, so, you can forget too." ”

"You are cruel to a dying man, Letta—but I'm glad you're still you, so I'll listen to you this time. Gurrett said.

Neither of them said a word, and Lighttower looked like he wanted to make Northter forget about himself and stop looking at him, but Fitney saw a line of tears slip from the corner of Lightta's eye.

Fitnair tightened his grip on the Eye of Seymour, turned his head and left here, and the rest of the matter had nothing to do with him.

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She remembered the conversation with Ed that day.

"Not everyone can be like you. "Well, if you are removed, they will arrange what happens next with impunity—but what is their purpose? Why use Kaloda, and does he have any other helpers?"

"Destroy Starlight's Giant's Gate and take the Eye of Symmeli in the school. Ed said.

"I've heard that the Eye of Semori once destroyed the starlight, what are they for. Fitney's eyes changed.

Ed looked up at her, a smile of uncertainty on his lips, "Who knows—magic can create everything, or it can destroy everything." ”

"Okay. Fitney didn't expect to get any more information here, "Well, when the Starlight Court comes to you—just keep smiling." ”

With that, Fertenay wanted to leave.

"I think you're too disgusted to work with me, Lornais. Eddard ignored this and added, causing Fitney's movements to pause for the moment he grasped the doorknob.

Fettnay gave her no answer, opened the door, and closed it again, only for a moment.

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"The hosts. Fitnair descended the stairs, and at the bottom she saw the summoner, who stood respectfully.

"Thank you. Fitney said.

"We praise all those who fight for glory, you are a hero. He said.

When she summoned this summoner, she had some apprehension - this was a summoner who was very inappropriate for her situation, the archon who led a great city-state, and who had many habits that seemed incomprehensible today.

But the system that was brought into this world by itself is beyond my imagination, it preserves the "real history", but makes its existence more universal.

All in all, everything is a relief.

Fitnair did so, she walked to the door and slowly pushed open the door—the moment it opened, a yellow glow flooded into her eyes.

The surviving calendula flowers are placed on the starry street - like a river of stars, corresponding to the stars in the sky, one high and one low, making people feel like they are wandering in the sea of stars.

Fettnay's eyes widened and she stepped forward, stepping into the galaxy, surrounded by stars.

It's just that in such a galaxy, she is alone.

As if to foreshadow this path, she should go on like this.

Fitney was unaware of this, which she thought was quite ordinary.

"You need a calendula. Then she heard a voice, and turned her head—and she saw the young man in a dark blue coat, who stepped forward with graceful steps, with a rare gentle smile, and opened his hand, which was an almost perfect calendula—the soft white-gold, like the face of Fitnay's hair****** and the mages prayed with the marigold, even if there was no desire in their hearts. ”

Fettnay hesitated for a moment, and by the magic, she took the calendula and held it in the palm of her hand.