Shevarman hadn't imagined that he would die so soon, not long after he had just poured out his heart to Red.

Because the Holy Church was aware of its position, the Holy Church did not object to his conspiracy to sacrifice himself and lead his father to the emperor on behalf of Hong.

His heart was actually struggling, he didn't want to die, he hadn't gotten a response from Red yet.

But if the imperial power is overthrown, he also knows what awaits him, and instead of asking her to endure this period of time, it is better to let him give her the first and last gift.

He was the first person to describe his death as a gift, the Holy Church.

On this day, the priest of the Holy Church entered the temple to discuss with his father, and the king naturally would not refuse, at this moment, he found Da'an, and pulled her to ask questions, Da'an wanted to leave several times, but he was entangled by him, he was secretly glad that these were all learned after being rejected by Hong again and again - the ultimate dead skin and face technique!

Seeing that the scheduled time was approaching, Shevarman took out the knife he had prepared and began to speak ill of Da'an, but Da'an was slightly angry but did not attack, until Shehuaman suddenly rushed at her with the knife, and she pushed him away with her magic defense.

But by the time he fell to the ground, the knife had already plunged deep into his chest.

At the same time, the door of the teahouse was pushed open, and the king and the holy priest saw this scene.

"What are you doing?" the king couldn't help but ask when he saw his son being pushed away by Da'an's magic and lying motionless on the ground.

The rest can be imagined.

Later, when Red was packing up Shehman's belongings, he found a notebook with the words "Red and Shehman" written on the front page.

It is full of his thoughts and love.

When Shevarman first met Hong, he was twelve years old and she was eight years old.

The aristocratic ladies around him circled around, but Red turned a blind eye, sitting on a chair reading a book and drinking tea, he was a little dissatisfied, wanting to see what kind of girl this was, daring to regard him as air.

"Hello. Schievarman stepped forward and made an elegant gesture and greeted Red.

Disregard.

"Responding to a gentleman's greeting is the basic etiquette of a lady. Xie Huaman muttered, watched Red put the book down, and turned to look at him. "But when you know that a lady is busy, a gentleman should not be rude. Red smiled, his eyes full of cunning.

After that, he tried to play tricks on Hong, but was picked up by Brother Zuken. "Don't be rude to Miss Asha Garsha!"

Well, I'm deflated again and again.

When Red was ten years old, he began to integrate into the circle of nobles, chatting and laughing with young ladies, and could just right to refuse the gifts of gentlemen. He stepped forward to offer courtesy, well, was rejected.

When Red was thirteen years old, he had already practiced a good kung fu, and in the face of his harassment, he could already beat Xie Huaman to scream, the Marquis was very angry and wanted to educate Hong, and Xie Huaman stepped forward with an injury - "I wanted to practice martial arts with Hong, but I accidentally fell, hehe, Lord Marquis, don't blame her." ”

But he later learned that he was the first outsider to know that she was practicing martial arts.

Red has been absent from Asha Gasha's house since she was fifteen years old, but her socialization with the nobles has become more and more frequent, and he can vaguely know something, but he can't interfere with her, and he has bought some bards and wandering painters in the city, who can quietly provide her with information in certain places.

Not long ago, he learned more about her, she was in contact with the Dark Church, and was on the opposite side of Count Capet.

Before the Earl could attack, he asked Red to come out anonymously, creating a scene where Red was injured.

He also killed a chicken, which was the first time he hurt a small animal, and buried the chicken's body afterwards.

The notes are full of bits and pieces of him and Red, and at the end there is a letter attached -

To the love of my life, Miss Red Barnalie Asha Gartha,

I know that you may never see this letter, and of course when you do, I think it must be - you are already married to me!

Just kidding, I guess I wasn't there anymore then.

Speaking of which, I am very sorry and deeply sorry, my dream has always been to be able to be your reliance, for Moon City, you are like a dazzling star in the sky, but for me, you are my sun, but unfortunately there is no sun in the moon region, whether the sun exists is just a legend, but I heard that the sun is blazing, Never be able to get close, when I heard this description, my first reaction was the way you looked, and now you give people the impression that this is the most bewitching rose blooming in the aristocratic social circle, which seems to be kind and polite, but when people want to get close to you, they will be pricked by the thorns you hide.

But I know that this kind of you is not the real you, you are not as happy and comfortable as you seem, you are a person who is not good at socializing, I still remember the first time I saw you, you were like the cool moonlight in December, the words you spoke were as gentle as water, and as cold as water, looking at your great changes, I can't imagine what you have experienced to become like this?

Red, if people have a reincarnation of fate, I really want to hear you tell me about what happened to you.

But it doesn't matter, because I believe that every time you get a thorn on your finger, your coldness will decrease a little, and when your thorns are taken away by me one by one, I will definitely see the most real you.

Honey Red, beautiful red, strong to the heart of the red.

Your name, I have called in all kinds of tones and in all kinds of ways on all occasions.

How to say, since you were fifteen years old, I have often wanted to come up to you and ask you if you are doing well, and if you have made progress in what is on your mind, but when I see you and I look at each other, I cannot ask, if my words will add another scar to your heart, then I will be dumb henceforth.

I also believe that you will eventually overcome obstacles and achieve your dreams.

Red, maybe there will be darkness in your future, but I hope you will never give up that light in your heart.

You have to believe that when you are in the darkest place, it must be the brilliant dawn that will greet you behind.

Okay, now it's almost dawn.

Good night, red.

Shehmann Kawispar.