Wald replaced the question with silence, while Iris lowered her eyelashes and did not speak.

Perhaps unable to think of a satisfactory answer, she fell silent for a moment. And even this appearance is extremely moving in the eyes of others.

As Wald said, everything about Iris was beautiful.

"That said, but I'm not a girl. ”

On the surface, perhaps Walder was right.

"I ......"

It is both a human and a flower demon.

“...... I"

A creature with a more beautiful body than the most beautiful person.

“......... I"

She is as beautiful as a star, lighting up the night sky even from a distance.

"I just...... An ordinary ...... Ordinary ......."

Wald's eyes kept blinking.

"Do you admit that you are a human being, or do you still consider yourself a flower demon?"

"That's true. I have neither forgotten nor a reason to deny it. Even after living with humans for so long, I'm not like a normal person—"

“...... This is really unexpected. I see, that's right. I thought it was ...... You've thought of yourself as a human being, as if nothing had happened. If it weren't for Genesis trying to save you, how could my teammates have died in the Tide of Flowers, and how would I be here today?"

Wald stared at Iris with his unfocused pupils. First her golden hair, then her sea-deep, clear eyes, and finally her rosy lips.

She is truly a woman who has everything in her body and is favored by God.

"Yes...... You're so beautiful. ”

Iris smiled faintly at Wald for the first time. It was a smile that was more refreshing than the first warm breeze after winter.

"That's probably why Genesis saved you in the first place...... Even if he doesn't provoke the flower demon of Wanhuachao..... We've got to have someone who will save you. ”

"If that's the case, it should be the same ending......

Having lost the object of blame, all the sources of evil seem to become themselves. Although he didn't want to admit it, Wald's guilt that he had hidden for years was like death enveloping him.

A sudden silence fell between the two.

“...... It would have been nice if I had been a little stronger. ”

The handkerchief was stained with fresh blood.

“....... Maybe I shouldn't have let them go with me at the time. Iris Havinfa. ”

Wald's eyes lit up as he looked at Iris.

“..... Why did Genesis save you?"

"It's obviously impossible...... Take a creature from the eyes of the Queen of Ten Thousand Flowers...... It's impossible......"

Iris shook her head.

"For Jennesses, it's all possible. He didn't save me for my beauty, but for the real life he wanted to ...... Despite being in a world that doesn't belong to me. ”

"Do you think you're the same creature as humans?"

“...... Sometimes it's ...... Sometimes it's not. ”

"It feels like you're here, don't you?"

"No, ordinary, very ordinary, ordinary to the point of being more ordinary than anyone else. ”

“...... That's right..... , that's a pity. ..... Iris, I thought you were as special as I was, but now it looks like I'm the only one who is the real demon. ”

Wald shook his head and sighed. His pale face was dyed red, and his slender eyes were wide open.

"I'm sorry...... I see...... Ahh Now I'm starting to understand why Genesis saved you. ”

"I don't understand. Iris asked hurriedly.

"You'll understand later. ”

"But, I ......," Iris continued, taking a deep breath, "if only Genesis were here......"

There is not a hint of deception or hypocrisy in her words.

Wald just smiled.

"I'm really lucky to know you. But I didn't expect to take a different path, right? For a girl's request, I came to this ghost place to meet me...... I really don't deserve it for you. ”

"How could it not be worth it?"

"Not worth it at all. ”

His voice was a little clearer.

"I'm not worth it at all, Iris Havinfa. ”

Wald patted his knee and giggled.

"That girl was my daughter, born to an unknown woman, and there was no affection between us and her mother. But...... I didn't expect ...... They will also be waiting for me at home...... Ahh......h I'm really sorry, I can lose my temper at you without thinking about it. You're really ...... It's so much to my appetite, Iris Havinfa. It's been a wonderful time for me to have such a conversation with you. I really hope that it was me who took you away from Wanhuachao at that time...... And not Janessis...... I'm really jealous...... But I'm not as good as him...... He's someone who can challenge the Queen of Ten Thousand Flowers. I wish we could be in a more decent place...... And not like that...... In the midst of a cold prison. In that case, maybe you'll fall in love with me......"

"No, it's only fitting that we meet here. ”

"Really?"

"Hmm...... It must be like this...... Well, Mr. Wald, the time is almost up. Is there anything else you would like to say?"

This time, Wald didn't go crazy, but asked Iris to hand over the pen and paper in her hand, regret written all over her face.

"Iris, I wish you could bring the little note I wrote to the little girl, I'm sorry for her and her mother. ”

"Rest assured, Mr. Wald. ”

"Iris, I have another request, can you hold my hand that I haven't written with both hands while I'm writing?"

"I'm sorry, but I can't accommodate your request. ”

“...... Don't be so stingy, fulfill my small wish without missing a piece of meat. ”

"Mr. Wald, it's good that I'm in Taylor. ”

Iris retorted.

Wald smiled innocently childish, nodded approvingly, and said:

"Yes, after all, it is already a luxury for the condemned prisoner to see other people before the execution. ”

Hearing this, Iris lowered his eyes and saw the pen that Wald had already waved. There was blood on his hands, and drop by drop stained the crumpled notepad red.

“...... Indeed, Mr. Wald. ”

It was the same tone as when Wald had just spoken.

"Excuse me, Mr. Wald, let me ask you again, to whom do you want to give your last words?"

"What do I want to say...... I don't want anyone to hear it, so if you want to know, put your ears to it. Now I, five of the eleven veins have been broken, and the rest have been sealed. I'm afraid this is my fate...... Looking back on his life, he missed a lot and did a lot wrong, and until now the only regret in his heart is - them. A mother and daughter who should have been happy, people who shouldn't have been involved in my misfortune—"

"Is it for that girl?"

Iris didn't tell the truth: "The girl's mother is dead, and her body is terminally ill. Instead, he stared at the tip of Wald's pen, and then narrowed his eyes as if he had looked directly at some dazzling light.

Wald leaned over and pressed his face close to her ear.

"Say '......' to her for me. ”

She was the only one who heard his words.

After whispering, Wald gave Iris a gentle kiss on the sideburns.

"Farewell...... Goodbye, flower girl, Miss Iris Havenfa. ”

As if pinching the time, the alarm bell sounded to announce the end of the meeting.

Iris walked out of the room with a carefully folded piece of paper written on it the regret of a mortal, heinous murderer.

Iris nodded to the guards who had come to make sure he was safe. Her expression was very sad, in great contrast to the smile like spring rain before she first entered the cell, looking at the face as beautiful as a flower, Jin Kela, who was standing on the side, couldn't help but feel a trace of bitterness in her heart.

They were walking the same path as they came. After walking a long journey that was like a stairway to heaven, the two finally walked outside.

Although Iris repeatedly said that it was not necessary, Kim insisted on sending her to the gate.

Iris had already been swept away by fresh oats when he arrived, and in front of him was the road that led to Rootsville, and into the distance, to a snowy field.

Whether it's smells or sounds, snow buries everything that exists.

"Iris. ”

Kim called out to Iris, who was about to get on the return carriage from prison. She looked back at Kim.

“...... Where are you going next?"

"I'll go back to Rootsville and continue to help people. ”

"That's ......"

That's not the kind of question she really wants to ask.

"Who is that madman's note for?"

The words spoken by Kim were very spicy.

"A girl who is waiting for his final request, maybe she's no longer there—"

"No...... I heard it all. When you went inside, I asked the guards to keep an eye on the other cells, and thanks to that, I've been with you all the time. ...... He actually wanted to write something to a little girl, that was impossible...... The kind of person who can only ** women, it's impossible..... This kind of thing was lost sooner rather than later, and maybe it was a distress signal to his comrades-"

"No ......"

Iris shook her head.

"He's dead, and five of his eleven veins are broken. Besides, Taylor Prison is the strongest prison in the league, and no one can take it...... Isn't it?"

Jin Qila couldn't help but feel a little impatient as she held the handbag containing the note tightly in her arms.

I wanted to tell her something more.

She is not like herself.

Beautiful and gentle, not to the realm of inhuman.

She must be hiding her secret.

"This is his last wish, his last wish...... I'll definitely help him make it happen. ”

If you look closely at her in front of you, you will realize that she is just an ordinary girl. A girl who seems to be far more mature than a girl.,But it's actually about the size of her own child.。 She looks like a mature woman, but her slightly shivering figure standing in the snow looks so small.

"Is that so?"

"yes. At least that's what I think...... Although in the eyes of everyone, he is a bastard who does all kinds of evil, but I know ..... Even if he is a demon, he is human. ...... Many of the charges were not his in the first place..... It's just that some people let him carry the pot for some purpose...... Just because he once committed the most heinous crimes, should justice be discredited to him? In the final analysis, the so-called truth and justice are just the end agreed upon by the majority of the people. ”

It was only a few seconds, but Iris smiled with tears like the one that a lost child had when he finally found his mother.

"Perhaps, people like him shouldn't exist in this world!"

“...... Iris. ”

Kim puffed up her chest, and Iris's reaction surprised her.

Did she really think so?

Really...... What a weirdo—

The Flower Girl of Rootsville, Iris Havenfa.

"Thank you, Lady Kimkela. ”

Iris gracefully rolled up her skirt and bowed to Kim before she turned.

She got into the carriage and closed the door.

"Iris!"

Kim shouted. The sound of farewell to Iris echoed in the silent snowy world.

"Iris!"

The carriage drifted away, and before you knew it, it had disappeared into the flying snowflakes. Even though the carriage was long gone, Jin Kela still stopped where he was, unwilling to leave for a long time. The indescribable mood, even that, was gradually covered by the snow.

She held the bouquet of white flowers that Iris had left behind.

In the end, she couldn't return the flowers that belonged to her.

In the carriage, Iris reached out to brush away some of the snow that had fallen on his head. Although no amount of snow would accumulate on his head if he used psychic magic, Genesis never did.

- Sure enough, people have temperature.

The snow melted silently in my hands.

"Janesses. ”

She cried out for the irreplaceable presence for herself.

“...... Janesse. ”

When will you come back and where exactly are you?

She would never say that.

Because Genesis must have wanted to live happily.

After all, he'll be back, someday.

She looked away from the rickety window, closed her eyes and began to reminisce about the past.

As a result, the distant and sentimental voice of the past seemed to come to her ears.

Returning to the garden in Rootsville again, as soon as he entered the door, Iris saw a girl asleep sitting by the spring. People passing by around kindly told Iris that the little girl had been waiting here since sunrise in the morning.

Slowing down, Iris slowly picked up her thin and thin.

As if there was no weight, the disease had robbed her of her originally round face.

Are the tears in the corners of the eyes traces of crying, sad or happy?

After crossing an unknown number of streets, Iris stopped in front of a very modest house.

Bleak meadows, withered flowers, old walls, this is her home. Looking at the sparsely blooming rose petals in the courtyard, there is a tomb decorated with beautiful wreaths, and there are not many words on the tombstone. I don't know if it's because it's too far away or Iris doesn't want to walk in, only two words are clearly visible: Mom.

As the sun swallows all of Rootsville, the weak girl wakes up in Iris's arms. Rubbing his eyes, it seems that it is very difficult to even speak. The long brown hair, which had been thick, was now thin, and the ruby eyes had lost their soul under their sockets.

"Sister Iris...... I'm really embarrassed...... I fell asleep just now, I'm really sorry. ”

The girl coughed lightly, her eyelashes drooping.

"Why don't you wait for me at home, you're not in good health, sitting there will only aggravate your condition. ”

Iris said worriedly, like a teacher educating a disobedient child.

“...... I'm sorry...... Sister Iris, I'm ...... I just want to see my dad sooner......."

The girl's eyes widened, and when she said 'Father' when she lost her soul, she suddenly had a little more life.