The morning sun was shining in the room, and the young man with blue eyes woke up early, and he looked at the sunlight quietly, like the tender green leaves outside the window, and his body was full of lazy breath. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Until the blue-purple girl walked into the room, carrying the potion he needed.

Fitney's treatment of Ed has become more and more routine, and her feeding movements are becoming more and more skillful and mechanical.

During the feeding process, she never looked at Ed and left immediately after the meal.

"That magical study was wrong. "The same was true for the day, though Eddard's voice drifted out unhurriedly as Fitney prepared to leave," Winchett researched on the causes of the magic cycle. ”

Fitnair didn't want to make much contact with him, so there was hardly a pause - meaning, there was still a momentary pause.

"Memoirs of Mr. Winchett" mentions it, but Adez believes that the cycle of magic is related to time, and time is reincarnated. "Ed went on to his own devices," Winchett thought had something to do with space, so he made the argument about the thinness and intensity of the magic. ”

Fitney was in the doorway, his feet like they had been filled with lead.

"What do you think? She was silent for a moment and said.

"Black fog. Ed said.

Fitney frowned.

"Black fog is associated with magic, and the Word of God believes that Ironia is a symbol of magic and black fog is a symbol of evil, but they are not opposites. ”

Fitnair didn't speak, she was facing the door, so Ed couldn't see her expression.

"The Word of God restricts the camp not only to the Holy See, but also to others. ”

"Why are you talking to me about this. Fitney turned to look at him.

"Because you're bothered by these things—I see you mark the forty-eight pages of Mr. Winchett's Memoirs and another book written by a civilian magician. ”

Just because of some?

Fitney remembered that he had once forgotten the book he was reading in this room.

She's been studying magic very little lately because of what happened. But she was bothered by those things.

"You want to start with potion plants, but the effect of magic on people is the most obvious, and the rest is only a trivial effect. ”

"You mean, those potions that are fruitful aren't really that useful? ”

"You know. Ed and Fitney looked at each other, and there was no emotion in their eyes, as if he was merely stating a fact, "If the effect was that significant, alchemy would not have become the main content of military research." ”

There weren't many mages who could be used to form armies, but alchemy still played an important role.

There was nothing wrong with what Ed said.

Fitney didn't ask any more questions, but turned around and left.

Ed didn't keep her.

In the next delivery of medicine, Fitney left the room immediately after feeding the medicine.

"Lornay, can you give me a copy of the Divine Language?" Ed said.

"Are you a believer? There was no hesitation in Fitney's response.

"If the Word of God is not misinterpreted by the Holy See, it is very useful to understand something that cannot be understood. ”

"For example?"

"Magic, World...... Affection. Ed paused before continuing.

Once again, Fitney was speechless.

"St. Sibu is not supposed to exist as a holy woman, she is actually canonized after death. Because her achievements are believed to be related to Elletia. ”

"But she is a saint recognized by the Holy See. ”

"Her grief has nothing to do with Ellentia. Ed said slowly, "She deserves a higher honor than the title of a saint." ”

Fitney declined to comment and continued on without further to him.

For the next few days, Ed did the same thing, talking to Fitney about some of the books she read regularly.

Those were the things that Fitney cared about. But she didn't deliberately discuss these things with Eddard because of them.

Although half a month has passed, Fitney will already wait for a while after feeding the medicine to listen to him finish the "story".

This is an encyclopedic man. Fitney's perception of Ed seems to have increased a bit.

"Why do you know this. Fitney finally asked the question one day.

"Because there's nothing to do," Ed's reply was calm, "Wesson doesn't care about me, let alone my life or death, so I have nothing to do, and it took me a few years to read the books in his bookcase." ”

He simply called his father, Wiesen Ansendier, "Wessen".

Fitney imagined a boy with nothing to do, hiding in a corner where no one cared about him, flipping through the books one by one.

"What about your mother. Fitney whispered, "Elou Vion." ”

"It's like the way you treat Mr. Aldrich. Ed's words made Fitney look at him keenly, but Fitney couldn't tell the emotion on Ed's face.

"It's you...... Hurt him. However, Fitney did not let go of some important things.

Those things were too important to her.

"If that were the case, you'd have left me to fend for myself. Ed spoke slowly, his voice steady.

"Do you think you're innocent in those things?" Fitney narrowed his eyes.

"It's not. But I wasn't the one who caused all of this. Eddard was expressionless, "You can guess what it was all for, what it was to destroy the Wyzdem family." ”

Not because of any sudden personal desire, but because of the need for the "big picture". But that......

The Wizdem family was like a victim.

Fitney clenched his fists. Clam up.

"They keep you out of there, right. Ed said suddenly.

Fitney still didn't speak, but she remembered the letters she had sent back from Dryden.

"Miss, this is a message from His Majesty. ”

"Stay out of there, miss, for Shavrin needs you more, perhaps. ”

And those persuasions. Fitnair remembered it all - no one wanted to be caught up in that maelstrom again.

"I believe...... You always have greater, value in changing those things. Ed saw Fitney lost in thought, tilting his head, his voice low and beautiful.

Fitney didn't realize all this at first, but she quickly got back to her feet.

"They think they can stop me, but ...... That's impossible. ”

Ed's seemingly expressionless face flashed with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"Really...... Underestimate me. ”

"My sacrifice is enough. ”

The flowing azure of Ed's eyes paused suddenly.

"That would be a good fit for you, as long as I'm dead, you'll have more chances to complete your plans. ”

Fitnair didn't look at Ed, who used to have a hateful tone, but at this time, it was so calm that Ed felt his heart beat slowly.