After leaving the tent, Belen unconsciously quickened his pace, and left here at once, his mood was disordered like a ball of intertwined silk threads, he didn't want to stay here.

At the tent, where Zela was standing, she watched Belen's departing figure, and only after the latter's back disappeared from view did she turn and walk into the tent, and then refill herself with tea.

At this moment, Al was looking down at the corner of the small table, her eyes were a little ruddy, as if she was about to overflow something, but finally she sniffled and pressed it.

What's going on? What did he mean by that? Do you want to cut ties with yourself?

She shouldn't have used a tough way, if she asked for forgiveness in a tactful way, maybe she wouldn't get an answer, but it would never be like this.

Is he really willing to abandon his feelings for more than ten years?

Al thought back to what he had said earlier, after which Belen gave in, it was her fault that she had gone too far.

The girl regretted it, and already felt that it was her own fault. At the same time, she had mixed feelings and began to think crankily, which was probably the worst thing in her life so far.

What? Is this the way to win this "contest"?

After sitting for an unknown amount of time, Zela didn't bother Al and let the latter continue in this daze, but eventually, the girl suddenly stood up and turned around and ran out of the tent.

Coming to the heights, in the face of the wind and snow, Al looked at the countless tents in the distance, she wanted to see the figure wandering nearby, but of course it was impossible.

Hey, are you serious?

Am I wrong?

The voice screaming in her heart was sad, she wanted to admit defeat, but she won this "battle", but also lost, which made her not know what to do.

Al sat down on the ground in a duck position, staring blankly at the snow-white ground, her whole body weak, unable to move a bit.

So, how did it come to this?

Inside the tent, Zela was drinking hot tea, her eyes swept over the tent's curtains, as if she could see the girl sitting in the snowdrift, and she sighed.

It's his fault, and it's her fault

Zela sipped her tea, her expression calm, maybe only an outsider could know about the unpredictable places between the two, she shook her head, she didn't want to continue to help, she knew that both of them needed time.

Those two people are stubborn nerds, the stupidest nerds who are willing to give in to each other only at the last minute.

And now, maybe it's not the last minute.

Belen, who had already left, did not go to find Lumia and the Silver Bird, but walked alone on the snowy slope, of course, his mood was very chaotic, so chaotic that his consciousness was a little blurred.

He regretted saying that, but he felt that he was not wrong.

Al felt that he had changed, he didn't deny it, he knew he had changed, but he didn't know exactly what had changed.

But in Belen's opinion, probably Al feels that he is different from when he was a child, he was her childhood sweetheart at that time, and now he is not.

Looking down from a high place, he couldn't see anything except the snow, but he seemed to see the cute little girl in his memory, whether it was Al at that time or Al now, in fact, there was no difference in Belen's opinion, she had always been her.

Belen exhaled, as if he had exhausted the gloom in his heart, he grinned, now he could make some expressions, obviously he couldn't do it just now.

This time, he did it really thoroughly, without hesitation to directly hurt Al, and very resolutely said that he had severed his relationship with her so calmly.

Forget it, so be it.

Before, he could let her rely on her, but now, she doesn't need to rely on anyone, that little girl has grown up, she should have her own choice.

Using all the rhetoric to convince himself, Belen's mood was also better, and he forced himself to forget everything that had just happened, otherwise it would be too annoying.

He doesn't need time to forget about these because he doesn't have much time at all.

In the end, it naturally disappears.

After Belen returned to the caravan, as soon as he entered the door, he saw Lumia who had just woken up, he naturally smiled, and then said hello.

"Lumia."

Seeing that it was Belen, Lumia also stopped rubbing her eyes, and then smiled in surprise: "You're here?" Are you feeling better? ”

"Well, no problem." Belén responded.

Lumia looked at Belen's face, then frowned slightly, and she asked suspiciously, "Really?" But how do I feel like you're more listless than you used to be? ”

"Really? I don't think it's a big deal. Belen's face stiffened slightly, but soon returned to normal, and he reached out and patted Lumia softly on the head, then looked out the window.

"Lumia, if I wanted to leave now, would you go with me?"

Hearing Belen's words, Lumia was also slightly stunned, she looked at the side face of the white-haired man, she could vaguely see the end hidden in the depths, so the girl nodded firmly.

"Of course!"

Belen, who received the answer, the corners of his mouth were not slightly hooked, he looked out the window, then shook his head with a smile, and then turned back and patted Lumia on the shoulder.

"Thank you."

Hearing this, Lumia was a little puzzled, but she didn't ask anything, but asked curiously, "Then when are we leaving?" I think it's better to say goodbye to Lucy? ”

Belen smiled and shook his head, he sat on the edge of the bed, and then lay down on his back towards the back, he looked at the light, as if hesitating, and after a while, he slowly spoke.

"Just kidding, let's wait until it's all over before leaving."

He can't leave yet, there is about to be a war here, it would be too bad to leave at this time, Gruul he still has to go to the battlefield, and the mysterious woman and the "natural disaster" people may do something, without his help, it will probably be very bad.

He is a very selfish person and a very cowardly person, and because of this, he can't sit idly by and watch the people he knows fall into danger.

Hearing Belen's answer, Lumia smiled sweetly: "Belen, you are really a gentle person." ”

"Gentle?" Belen blinked, noncommittal, and he didn't know what Lumia had come up with this answer for.

But are selfishness and gentleness something that can coexist?

Perhaps?