Thea easily opened his hand and sat down. She leaned against her tombstone and smiled. "Where am I that good?"

"No," Bolval knelt before her, like a loyal knight guarding his beloved. It's just that only at this moment when she can't see it can he no longer hide the love and heartache in his eyes, and say softly: "You are better than it describes......"

Listening to his words, I don't know if it was because of shyness or something else, Xia's cheeks rose with a faint flush, which showed a different bright color on her pale face. She couldn't see it, but she looked up in the direction of Boval's voice.

"Bolval?"

"I'm here."

"Thank you for always being there for me. But I'm always going to just give you trouble...... That's how it used to be. Thea smiled mischievously as if she remembered the past.

The smile was childish, as if the young and willful girl in the past made Bolval in a trance for a while.

He came back to his senses in a hurry and replied hurriedly. "No, you've never bothered me."

"Bergal is always like that." Xia continued quietly: "It's always you who protect me and accompany me...... Until now, in the end, it's still you. ”

Bowwal shuddered suddenly, and inexplicable fear swept over him. He stretched out his hand, but his trembling hand didn't dare to touch the smiling face of Thea, who was close at hand.

His movements were unaware of this, and she spoke softly, saying the things she had to tell Bolval.

"So, that's great...... Because I know. If I die, Bervar, you must be the saddest one. But. I don't want you to lose your smile because of me. ”

"Don't blame yourself for anything, and don't be sad anymore. I'm happy because of Bolval......"

Sia paused, and slowly raised her head slightly.

It was Varian's voice that echoed through magic through Stormwind - "Sons of Stormwind, I am Varian Wrynn, your king. I am with you......"

She smiled at the clear blue sky, then turned to Boval again.

"Hmm...... It's weird. Bowall. I think I hear the sound of the sea......"

Boval's lips quivered involuntarily. He tried so hard to suppress his trembling, so hard that he didn't even notice the smell of rust in his mouth when his lips were bitten. He wanted to speak, but it was so hard to hold back the choking with his clenched lips. He couldn't say a word. I just listened to Thea's fragmented talk there.

"I miss that home in the Wild West...... You can hear the sound of the waves there every day...... How happy I was with you at that time. Sometimes I really wish we were so simply happy forever, because in that case. You'll always be so energetic and happy......"

That's because of you...... Tiffin. I'm glad I'm happy. It's all because of you!!

"Actually, Bolvar, you're not suitable for politics at all, and you don't like to be caught between your father and Varian, I'm sorry to embarrass you......"

Tiffin aren't you the same? Sandwiched between the two people closest to you, will you be in less trouble than I am?

"Thankfully, I won't be holding you back anymore. You're free. ”

I don't need that kind of freedom! I don't need to!!

"So. Don't be sad, Berval. Don't feel sorry for me like this anymore......"

I can't. Tiffin. I can't.

"What I hope most is that you can be happy......"

Happiness?

"Please be happy...... Bolval ......"

I couldn't be happy without you.

Bolval listened to Thea's voice gradually lower, and watched in horror as her eyes slowly drooped.

No-!!

Thea didn't know anything anymore, she just felt like she was surrounded by darkness. The darkness was the beginning of her childhood memories - she was locked in the house.

"You lied to me!!"

"How did I lie to you?"

"That's not my daughter!!"

Father, who are you talking to? Eavesdropping against the door could no longer hear their conversation, and she could do nothing and crept up to the window. It was also pitch black outside the window, except for wave after wave crashing against the shore, making a sleepy sound like a lullaby.

In her trance, which was almost asleep, suddenly, on the other side of the sea, the light of the lighthouse pierced the darkness.

In that flash of light, someone held out a hand to her.

Simon?

Why is that man with a cold face like ink?

She was once resentful, why should she be allowed to return to the world with such a posture.

But now, she really wanted to say thank you to him.

Thank you for bringing me back to life.

Thank you for allowing me to save the people I love the most.

Thank you for saying goodbye to my most important person.

Thank you......

Am I satisfied......

However, it should be happy. But why do you still want to cry?

Sure enough, is it still greedy?

In fact...... I still don't want to say goodbye......

I'm sorry......

Berval saw only a tear whirling in Thea's eyes, struggling and wandering, and as Thea's eyes slowly closed, he finally slipped down his cheeks, dripping on his outstretched hand, crystalline and mellow on his fingertips.

Water, slightly cool.

He stared blankly at the tear on his fingertips, his thoughts blank until he heard footsteps behind him.

Boval was startled, and the tears on his fingertips slipped quietly and fell to the ground, leaving only a trace. In an instant, it was absorbed by the dirt and disappeared.

Bolval jerked his head back, his eyes red and ready to devour.

"What are you doing here?"

The man in black didn't answer him, and walked straight past him, standing in front of Thea as if she was asleep.

Bolval turned his head and followed his gaze to Thea's. What broke him down happened—Thea's body gradually turned into countless points of crystalline light. Disappear.

"What did you do to her?" Burnard could no longer hold back the sadness and anger in his heart, and pounced on Simon. "You're going to have to hurt her a few times!"

"Hurt her!"

Simon dodged his attack in a flash, and then reached out a hand and stuck it in Bolval's neck. Pressed Berval to the ground.

"It's your incompetence!"

Simon's dark, dark eyes stared silently at Bolval, reflecting his almost suffocated and suffocated red face.

"You want to die, but I don't want to fulfill you." Simon suddenly retracted his hand.

Liberated, Bolwal coughed violently. "Why?"

He actually saw through it...... He didn't kill him!

Berval was indignant and desperate, yes! It's his incompetence! It was he who didn't protect her!

But a knight could not commit suicide.

If he committed suicide, he wouldn't be able to go to Thea's side.

But why!! Why didn't he kill him! Don't kill him who is so incompetent!!

Simon walked over to the tombstone, bent down, and picked up something from the ground.

It's Thea's little silver box that never leaves.

Why is that thing still there?

Without waiting for Boval to ask. Simon has spoken:

"I ask you, how far can you go for her?"

Seeing that Boval did not answer. Simon repeated: "Bolvar, how far can you go for her?" ”

"All ......," Boval said in a hoarse voice, "even if you want my soul, I can offer ......"

"Good!" Simon put away the silver necklace in his hand. "Since you have such an awareness. That. Something...... You can take a look at ......."

Golden quicksand slowly flowed out of his body, forming a scene of light and shadow.

The light and shadow were reflected on Bowall's distracted face. His expression ranged from joy to surprise to unbelievable fear.

"No, it can't be!!" Finally, he fell to his knees and shouted, "I don't believe it!" I don't believe it!! This can't be, how can he ......"

"Believe it or not." Simon waved his hand, and the quicksand turned back into his body. "As long as I live, I will naturally protect her. It's just that...... When that day comes. When I can't protect her anymore, you have to do it. Be ready to give the consciousness of the soul. ”

Simon turned his face slightly to look at Bolval.

"If your determination is really what you say......"

Then, he stepped out, and the black streamer on his body flashed, as if cutting time and space, and the whole person disappeared.

In the cemetery, Boward was the only one left, and he could hear every beat of his heart in silence.

In front of the tombstone, nothing remained, as if she had rested here in the first place, as if nothing had happened, as if everything was just his hallucination.

But Boward could still hear her whispering begging—"Please be happy...... Bolval ......"

But...... Tiffin ...... I'm sorry, I can't.

My happiness, from the past to the present and the future to the everlast, will only have one and only one - and that is you.

I don't want to be able to hug you and love you with my hands, and I don't want you to love me. All I want is to be able to look at you, to hear you, to stand far behind you, to breathe the same air under the same sky as you.

If even such an extravagant hope is excessive, then I only beg that I die in your place.

But why should I be cruelly deprived of even such a small begging as mine?

Bowval couldn't help but close her eyes, refusing to look at the world she had vanished.

He knew that his world had once again fallen silent. But, the difference is that this time, he will not despair anymore. He knew that she would reappear, in another gesture.

However, what does it matter, as long as she is still her, what does it matter what posture. As long as she's still her, he'll recognize her.

"People say...... I am a devout believer in the Light. Bolval laughed self-deprecatingly and whispered softly. But I don't know the light in my heart...... It's always just you. ”

Then, if the light in his life will fall, he will not hesitate to fall into the infinite darkness.

He'll live.

To see her again.

Definitely, we will definitely meet again......

Before that day...... He's going to live! (To be continued.) )

PS: There's also a postscript, I don't know how many you can guess, in short, it's purple.