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"Carlos, please say what you want, as long as we angels can do it." Caiarl on the side interjected in a flat tone.

Hearing this, Carlos seemed to finally remember the purpose of this time, and his originally distracted expression couldn't help but shake up, and in a sonorous and resolute tone that reverberated throughout the space, he pointed to Angelil in front of him and said to Yar.

"I want Angelil, give Angelil back to me!!"

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and Angelil, as the person concerned, still looked indifferent, as if it was none of her business, and everyone's eyes were focused on Caiar, waiting for his answer.

"No problem."

In the gaze of everyone, it seemed that a long time had passed, but in fact, it was just a moment, and he slowly spoke, and the smile revealed was even stronger.

"As long as Angelil herself wants to."

Hearing Caiarl say this, Carlos, who was originally resolute with a very nervous look, suddenly showed ecstasy, and couldn't help but shake Angelil's hands again.

"Do you hear that? Angelil, they replied. Yes, they promised to keep us together, and this time they would never be separated again. As he said this, tears welled up in his face again.

But to our surprise, it has been. At this point, with a slight nod, this long-lost couple can come together again, and in the stunned looks of us, including Carlos, Angelil once again ruthlessly pulled Carlos's hand away.

"I'm sorry, but I can't agree to such an impudent request."

In just one sentence, it was like a thunderbolt from the blue. In Carlos's mind, he looked at Angelil stupidly, as if he thought the other party was naughty, joking with himself, looking stupidly, stupidly waiting for Angelil to change her words.

But what awaits him is still Angelil's indifferent but determined God. Love, it really seems that Carlos recognized the wrong person, and what he saw in front of him was just a stranger who was very similar to his wife.

"Carlos, it's useless."

Caiyar on the side seemed to feel that he had seen enough of the play, and finally spoke slowly. Road.

"Angelil's memories of you have been washed away, and to her, you are just a stranger now."

The words of Yar again. turned into a thunderbolt, completely stunned Carlos, he looked back with a dull stiffness, looked at Caiar, suddenly, his expression changed from distraction to extreme rage, a crisp sword drawn, his body has rushed like a meteor like Caiar.

"It's you, you bastards, separating me from Angelil and washing her memories away, bastard! Brute!!!! ”

With Carlos' hissing roar, his moves were like sounds, mixed with endless rage and stabbed at Caiar.

"Qiang—"

Carlos's sword, the power of the final blow that would have beaten me, was easily caught by one of Caiar's hands.

"Carlos, you're too impulsive, it's not too late for me to finish."

Undeterred by Carlos's move, Cayar continued in a still-gentle tone as he grabbed Carlos' struggling and trembling sword in his right hand.

"The matter of cleaning the memories was also carried out with Angelil's consent, if it was not voluntary, with the strength of Angelil's second wing, even Lord Michael, I am afraid that he would not be able to forcibly deprive her of that memory from her soul, do you understand?"

After saying that, the white light of his right hand flashed, and Carlos flew out with a sword.

"No, it's impossible, it must have been forcibly cleaned by you, Angelil can't agree to such a thing!!"

With a roar of disbelief, Carlos rose from the point of view, as if he had gone mad, and stabbed at Caiar again, but his gray eyes were not so much about rushing to kill Caiarl as because he was desperate for death.

endured decades of pain and suffering, what he had been looking forward to, the goal he relied on to live, and the desire he did not hesitate to give his life in exchange for it, ended up like this, and whoever he was replaced would probably be the same as Carlos, or even more unbearable than him.

"Qiang-" This time it was not Caiar's hand that blocked Carlos, but the old drunkard who swept out from the side.

"Carlos!!" Akara sighed with her head down.

"I can assure you that what Caiarl said is indeed true, and no one can do such a thing as cleansing memories unless he voluntarily does it."

Acala's words were like a breeze blowing out the last flame of the candle's continuous beating and struggling, and Carlos, who was still struggling under the pull of the old drunkard, suddenly stopped his movements as if his soul was out of his body, and he did not move.

"Haha...... Hahaha...... Hahaha"

The atmosphere was silent for an unknown amount of time, and the whole space suddenly resounded with Carlos's crazy laughter.

"I see, I finally get it!!"

He burst into blood-red tears as he laughed out loud and colder than the storm at the top of Mount Harlogas.

Then, Carlos raised his head, revealing his blood-red gray pupils, and looked at the other party deeply, and the figure of Angelil reflected in it gradually faded and disappeared.

"If that's the case, if you can do it."

He hung his head again, paused, and then chuckled again, no longer crazy, but with a bit of indifference, as if he had made up his mind, and continued.

"If that's the case, then my wish is to wash away the memories of me and that person." As he spoke, he jerked his head up and looked indifferently at the familiar and unfamiliar beautiful figure opposite.

"Half of it belongs to you, so it's up to you to clean it."

The eyes of the two people looked at each other, and finally, Angelil opened her eyes slightly, and the wings behind her flicked lightly, dancing countless beautiful white feathers, and her words also reverberated in the air with these white feathers.

"If that's what you want."

As she spoke, she stretched out two small white hands, and a faint white light began to emit from the palms of her hands, and under the speechless gaze of everyone, Carlos walked towards Angelil step by step, took a deep breath, suppressed the tears in her eyes, and gently lowered her head in front of Angelil.

Then, Angelil's soft little hands pressed on the top of Carlos's head without a trace of hesitation, and the white light suddenly rose, and the scenes of the past, like clear pictures, flashed in Carlos's mind quickly, passing away......

I don't know how long it took, but the white light finally dimmed, Angelil removed her hands, and Carlos raised her head.

"You...... Why are you still crying? ”

Seeing that tears were still sliding down Carlos's face, Angelil seemed to be a little puzzled, and took the initiative to ask for the first time.

"Huh? Yes? It's strange why I'm crying, I always feel like I've forgotten something. ”

Carlos, who raised his head, showed a confused look, and then embarrassedly followed Angelil's fingers and wiped the tears on his face, but it was like a twisted faucet, and he couldn't wipe it off, under Angelil's curious gaze, Carlos's expression became more and more embarrassed.

Suddenly, as if he had discovered something, he gave up the senseless wiping, pointed to Angelil's face and said, "Don't talk about me, aren't you crying the same way?" ”

Angelil wiped her face in surprise, and it was really cold.

"Huh? Strange, why is this happening? She kept wiping the corners of her eyes awkwardly as she muttered to herself curiously.

"Hehe-"

Seeing Angelil's scrambled appearance, a trace of tenderness flashed in Carlos's eyes, wiped away his tears, and laughed.

"Makes you laugh."

Angelil, who looked indifferent, seemed to be embarrassed by the laughter, and still said with tears in her eyes.

Then, like fools, the two clumsily cried and laughed awkwardly.

Seeing this scene, listening to the silly laughter, for some reason, a feeling of crying welled up in my heart, and my eyes were astringent and sour.

"By the way, I remembered, I was the champion of this competition, and I came to receive the award." As if he had laughed enough, Carlos finally remembered something, and said suddenly.

"Yes, it does." Angelil also put away her smile and replied with that indifferent expression again.

"I'm sorry, I can't even remember, may I ask the last wish, have I already used it?" Carlos said with a confused expression.

"Carlos, you've already used your last wish."

Angelil nodded slightly, then raised her hands, the void held up, and with a flash of white light, a huge box appeared in her hand.

Holding the box in both hands, I don't know if it was an illusion, a trace of tenderness quickly flashed on Angelil's indifferent face, which was so fast that people couldn't figure it out.

"This is your wish, please accept it."

She held the capsule-shaped metal box and stroked it gently for a moment before handing it to Carlos.

"I really didn't expect that my wish would be this big guy!" Carlos looked stunned, as if he couldn't imagine that he would want such a thing.

"This is your wish, and I believe it will satisfy you."

Angelil's gaze lingered for one last time on Carlos and the box in his hand, then turned and silently returned to Caiar's back.

"The competition is over, and it seems that everything that needs to be done has been done." Caiar sighed pointedly, the four wings behind him flickering slightly.

"Then, Grand Elder Akara, let's take our leave." He saluted Acala, then looked at me, then at Carlos deeply.

"You are the pride of the alliance and the hope for the future of humanity, and I sincerely wish you two extraordinary achievements in the future."

After saying that, Caiar chuckled and saluted gracefully again, and with Angelil and the two-winged angel who had never said a word from beginning to end, he turned to leave, and his figure slowly disappeared into the white light.

With Caiar's departure, the aura of holiness that enveloped the air vanished in an instant, including the overwhelming force that made it almost impossible to breathe.

After staring at the direction in which they disappeared for a while, I took a few steps forward and patted Carlos, who was still holding the box blankly, looking at Carlos who was smirking in the direction in which Angelil and they disappeared, and my heart was silent for a while.

At that time, I really couldn't help at all.

"Are you alright, Carlos?"

I asked softly, sighing involuntarily, maybe it's better for Carlos to forget, but is it really good? I don't know, at least if it's me, I don't want to forget the memories of Jì and Veras together.

"It's okay, how can I be okay?"

It was only then that Carlos, who had been holding back, gave up on his knees, fell to his knees holding the box, and fell to the ground with half of his body lying on the box, tears pouring out again and dripping onto the box.

"How can you forget jì?!! How could you forget jì?!! Angelil!! Ahhh

Quietly, Carlos's mournful cry echoed in everyone's hearts for a long time......