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On the eighth day, Dia Firefinch invited Moshi to her tower in the evening.

Mo Shi was in a heavy mood, so much so that it was written on his expression, which made Sheka a little worried when he saw him.

"What do you do when you encounter something you don't want to choose?" Mo Shi asked him.

"Let someone else make the decision for me?" Sheka said uncertainly.

Mo Shi came to the young lady's room.

This time she wasn't alone.

Her maid Lina stood behind her, and the literature teacher Ember Waping sat at the table.

This time they looked at him as if they were looking at an enemy or a grim reaper. Mo Shi clenched the staff in his hand.

"There are some things that seem to have to be chosen anyway. Diya looked at him with a cold look, "Actually, why shouldn't 'Shenba'? Anyway, everyone in the world is guilty. ”

"But it is man and not God who makes the decision to 'pull out God,'" Mo Shi said from the perspective of the ancients, "and man has no right to condemn others for no reason." ”

Ember sighed softly.

Mo Shi knew that the literature teacher actually agreed with his statement.

But this man is guilty.

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Ember Waping was born in the domain of the Duke of Firebird. His father was a baron and was once a member of the Knights.

His bloodline can be traced back to an extremely noble surname, but in fact, in this generation, it is so thin that Ember cannot even inherit the title.

When Ember was thirty-five years old (less than twenty years old for a human being), he went to study at the Central School, and his mother asked an earl to write a letter of recommendation for him, so that he was admitted to the highest university.

He wasn't stupid, but he wasn't smart enough to be called the geniuses of the "wise men" - he wasn't appreciated enough to keep him in the royal city without wealth or family, so he returned to the western Duchy of Firesparrow, where he was fortunate enough to be offered a position as a teacher.

Ember Waping believes that her life is made up of two parts.

The first part is his days of studying at the Central Committee. It was there that he glimpsed the shape of the world and fell in love with exploring the new and the unknown. He walked around the tall pillars of the Spinel Academy, holding simple and esoteric books made of trees rather than animal skins, and he reverently worshipped as the sun shone on the corners of his clothes......

He misses them. If possible, he would love to live there for a long time.

But here he is—in the Red Sand Castle of the Duke of Firesparrow—he finds love.

Love is not the same as infatuation, and Ember clearly recognizes this. He was also in the royal city, fascinated by the veiled faces of the women, or attracted by the laughter and touch of the young women in the tavern.

But love is different.

In fact, love is not mysterious, it is not as terrible or beautiful as the ancient poets boasted.

The object of love, Ember thought, only makes you feel that as long as you are with that person, the hardships of life can be overcome, and the long, hard life can be continued. Having a lover doesn't make you less bored, bored, or happy forever, but having a lover allows you to endure it.

Therefore, how wonderful love is.

Therefore, the lover is unique.

But in fact, they all understand that the world does not allow the existence of love. Society acknowledges the existence of love, but it never encourages or agrees with it. "Love" is nothing more than a niche fanaticism, a poetry of the literati, and something out of place.

When the place is unequal, love becomes a bubble.

But love is not perfect if it cannot be justified.

It's painful.

As he grew older, Ember came to assume that he would maintain the status quo with his lover: it would be nice that they would see each other often, that they would be under the same roof, that they could see and hear each other. And it is not difficult to remain single, Ember's parents have died, and the other party is also single......

In this way, they are able to maintain a delicate thread of love.

However, even such a humble balance was shattered.

By the "noble man" named Pamu Autumn Crow. He trampled on them easily and rightfully so.

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Lina Akasa, the surname (or, rather, not a surname, but a "label") with the suffix of the first name says a lot in itself.

She was born in the lower room of the Red Sand Castle and has been a servant in the Red Sand Castle since birth.

At the age of twenty, she was chosen by the Duchess at the time to be Miss Dia's maid because of her intelligence and good looks. Miss Dia was eighteen years old at the time.

Miss Dia before the age of twenty was no different from any mischievous young master, she never admitted, she was competitive, and even fought with her brothers over a piece or two of meatloaf. She plays the role of a leader in games, playing the role of a knight or a prince, and she also likes beautiful dolls and dresses, but she is not as elaborate as her brothers in her toys.

Lina grew up with Miss Dia, loyal, loving, and trusting each other, more like a friend or sister or mother than a servant.

She thought she would be by her side all her life: she served her as she grew from a child to a maiden, shared her sorrows and joys with her when she cried or laughed, and when she got married, she would follow her—

She did not intend to get married, marriage would tie her up, her husband would control her, and she would always serve this rebellious, beautiful, and at the same time gentle and lovely young lady than those.

Until Ember Waping became the teacher of the young lady.

Earlier, Miss Dia had only a few women who taught her how to dress and make, how to thread needles and threads, how to talk and laugh, how to dance and play the piano, and there was also an elderly woman who taught her to write letters and poems. When the old woman died, Mr. Ember began to teach the literature of the young lady.

Mr. Ember was nothing like the old woman.

When he was convinced that Miss Dia was already fluent in writing, he no longer asked her to practice and ponder the words, but instead asked her to read ancient poems, to read legends, and to read religious scriptures (but not the holy scriptures for prayer).

He was erudite and funny, and soon rekindled the sharpness of her childhood.

She read and wrote quickly, and was amazed by the work she delivered, and he used to say that if Miss Dia were the Duke's son, she would have made a great career.

Lina was so proud of Miss.

At the same time, she had to admit that her relationship with Ember Waping had gradually become mild and deep.

At first she resisted. Because this is a man who suddenly invaded Miss's tower.

But then she realized that Ember Waping was not harmful.

He had returned from the center, but had no bad habits (though Lina didn't know what it was, she had only heard about it all the time), and he treated Miss Diya with a complete scholarly attitude, which Lina knew was exactly what Miss expected.

One evening, when it was already dark at the end of schoolwork, Miss Dia instructed her to light the lamp for Ember Waping and send him back to his lodgings. Ember refused several times, but left the tower with her.

Ember never travels with any servants.

I heard that he only has one old servant, and he brought it here from his hometown. Other than that, he can be said to have nothing.

Lina carried the lamp and walked one step ahead of Emberlius.

Because the servants who bear the lamp are required to walk in front, and the servants are not expected to be more visible than their masters, they are required to bend down. Lina, of course, did the same. But when Ember casually talked to her about Miss Dia, about the shape of the snowflakes in winter (Lina knew for the first time that the snowflakes were never the same), she gradually began to walk side by side with him.

After that, Lina talked to Ember a lot.

She often accompanied him on walks in the castle, pretending to be at Mademoiselle's orders to take him to the towers, inviting her to taste the sweet, extravagant defreshments when she brought her something for her, and she loved to listen to Ember, whether it was about Ember's hometown or the center, or even about the old lake, and Ember loved to listen to her, and he never thought that what she told was boring, but could find a sparkle in the trivial......

She is a commoner, with the nose and mouth of a beast, an incomplete creation left over from the gods. Ember Waping is Heyal, and although he can almost be said to have nothing, he is still a fair and noble Heyal.

They were born of the same origin, but categorically belong to two worlds.

But then she realized that they were in love.