259 Best Friends (3rd Watch) (Page 1/1)

"Hehe......" Powell looked at his friend who threw himself down, then looked at the blood he vomited, and suddenly asked out loud, "Tria, it seems that I am not exactly a demon, you see, I still have red blood...... Vomit! ”

"Of course you are...... You always have! Powell! Count Balzac fell to his knees and held Povier's half of his body, perhaps losing a large amount of black blood, and Poul's body fell back into human form.

The surrounding Knights of the Covenant and the warriors watched this scene and couldn't help but put away their weapons with a look on their faces. No one showed their hostility anymore, and after this battle, everyone felt that the former friend of the Count of Balzac had apparently come to seek his death.

"How I wish I were still a human ......" Poulair smiled self-deprecatingly, spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood, "I wish I was still the loyal and brave knight of Gavia, and I could still hold up the glory of a knight and do evil deeds......"

No one made a superfluous sound, no one laughed at a demon for saying something like evil to eliminate evil, and everyone understood Poulair's inner struggle.

"In my heart, in the hearts of all those who have been helped by you, you will always be the upright and brave Knight of Gavia! No one can deny this! "Tears rolled down the Count of Balzac.

"Yes......" Powel spat blood, but with an ugly smile on his face, "yes......"

Most of the Knights of the Covenant were also nobles, and naturally knew Poulair's name for loyalty and bravery, and it was hard to imagine that such a person would come from the Sayer family, which was famous for their intrigue.

"Tria, do you remember the first time we skipped school, in that farmstead near Tara?" Powell asked.

"Yes, of course I do......," said the Count of Balzac, nodding his head and sniffing, "you fell in love with the peasant girl like a charmer." ”

Powell laughed, "Actually, I thought, anyway, I can't inherit my father's title, it's better to go to the countryside and become a farmer, the aroma of ripe rice is far happier than the rotten stench of the lord's mansion." ”

"Even if you are not the eldest son, as a member of the nobility, the nobles of the entire knight country will not allow you to do this, that girl knows this very well." Said the Count of Balzac.

Powell continued to spit out a mouthful of blood, the black blood became less and less, the red blood increased, he was in extraordinary good spirits as if he had returned to the light, and his gradually recovering eyes gave a look of reminiscence: "She is a strong and assertive girl, unlike any woman I have ever met, and no noble or commoner girl can give me this feeling." She understood what nobility meant, but I didn't, so after I was rejected, I stupidly went to the local lord and tried to buy her ......"

Count Balzac was stunned, "You have been skipping school since then, and you have never gone out again after half a year, is it because of this incident?" ”

Powell showed a hint of tenderness on his face, nodded with a smile, and his voice became weaker and weaker, "I tried everything I could, and that girl was unmoved, she was really a good girl...... But someone came up with a bad idea to let me buy her first, and then slowly conquer her heart. So I went to the lord and ......"

"I remember the relationship between the lord of Tara and the governor of the south...... Nervous? Count Balzac said suspiciously.

"It's not just ......tension," Powel laughed to himself, "the two sides are completely incompatible, but how can I understand these political battles at the time?" I ended up being a mere tool for Lord Tara to demonstrate against the Southern Governor, a humble tool that was not worth mentioning, like an ant crushed to death. But for her and her family, it was devastating......"

"You have been refusing to tell the girl's follow-up, do you ......?"

"Huh...... Ahem...... cough cough cough ...... Vomit! Powel looked sad, "when I found her body...... I still remember that tragic scene...... Even after being ravaged like that, her eyes were still fixed on the sky, never giving in...... It seems to be indicting the heavens and the world...... accusing me of disturbing what should have been her life peaceful......"

“…… At that time, we searched for you for many days and finally found you in the ditch on the street. ”

"I cried dry tears, cried hoarsely, drank the last copper plate on my body, and finally didn't understand all this." Powell reminisced about the past, and the sparkle in his eyes gradually faded, "Do justice, glory, and loyalty belong to the nobility or to all mankind?" I can't understand all this, I can only try to figure it out on the way of knighthood, hoping that I can finally find my way......"

"You have found your way, you are a true knight, the nobles and commoners of the entire Cologne Castle, the entire country of the Knights of Gavia, and even the entire knightly world, will recognize this!" Said the Count of Balzac.

But Powel shook his head, "No, I didn't, I still haven't figured it out......"

Suddenly, Powel smiled, "But someone seems to have figured it out, and that person's words always benefit me a lot......"

The Count of Balzac was surprised and asked, "Who are you talking about?" ”

Powell shook his head and said weakly, "It doesn't matter...... I've become what I am, no, I wasn't a human being in the first place, so who can think about that? ”

"Powell ......" felt the passage of the vitality of his friend in his arms, and Count Balzac's hands tightened.

"Maybe one day in the future, those people will come to you with my mark and ask for help, please help them as much as ......you can for my sake," Poulair's voice was low.

"I promise you, Powel, that I will help them in any way I can!" Count Balzac firmly agreed, "Besides, you are a real human, a real knight, and always have been!" ”

"Yes...... Powell smiled with relief on his face, and the brilliance in his eyes quickly dimmed, "Thank you...... My Friend...... And also...... Miral......"

Before he finished speaking, Powel's eyes completely lost their breath of life, and he fell gently into the arms of Count Balzac.

"Powel......" the Count of Balzac cried softly, in mourning.

Today, he has lost his only friend.

……

Count Balzac buried his friend, but put away the severed sword of the chief student, this is the meeting point between the real world and the abyss, once the space returns to normal, Pouly's body will be left here forever like the other victims, so Count Balzac must carry this broken sword with him, in order to build a tomb for him when everything is over.

This is perhaps Powell's last proof in the world.

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