The storm subsided.

Ni Bing shoved a roll of paper into Yumina's palm, "I'm not going back with you." ”

Yumina looked at it puzzled.

"Give the letter to the War-Federation. Leave. It wiped the blood from its face with its sleeve, dried its mask and put it back on the bridge of its nose.

"Hey, you ......" Yumina tugged at its wrist, but suddenly withdrew her hand. The cold, mechanical texture made her heart tremble.

"Are you a robot......?" She frowned.

Ni Bing shrugged, "There will be no time in the future." It kicked on the ground and disappeared in front of Yumina in the blink of an eye.

Yumina rendezvous with Acxia. Axia paced slowly beside Yumina, watching her steadied from her injuries.

Sao greeted him halfway, "Injured? ”

"It's not off...... Eh, eh, eh, ......" Yumina was suddenly hugged by Steau, who folded her arms in front of her and looked up at Steau.

"Don't force yourself if you're hurt." Stao tilted his head and smiled.

Yumina's girlish heart is overflowing.

(Now the young spirit.) Akhya sighed.

……

Yumina handed the note to Rey.

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No one knows what lies ahead of you, whether it is a danger or a banner.

The frost, wind and snow have frozen hope, and how to hide the tears from suffering.

Whether it is a curse or a godsend, hatred and resentment are intertwined.

Staying in the sea of hearts is love, and dreams blow a new chapter.

The grace is as heavy as the mountain and the heart is unforgettable, and the flute is melodious and secluded.

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Everyone was silent and couldn't understand.

"That ......," Ellandi interrupted everyone's train of thought. But he wanted to stop talking.

"What's wrong?" Rey looked at him.

He shook his head, "No. ”

The Dark Union looked at Elandi.

He didn't say anything more after all.

……

The few days on Cecilia have been very peaceful, and occasionally the black soul disturbs, but before everyone can do it, he is blown away by the wind first.

Also boring.

Elandi has always looked nervous lately.

The communication between the dark link and the ontology has also been reduced. They often get together and whisper something.

Until one day Blake suddenly appeared at the door of Axia.

Early in the morning, Ellandi saw him as he stepped on the frost and prepared to patrol around.

He leaned against the doorframe with his arms folded, his head bowed, and his long hair draped over his shoulders, which also obscured his expression.

"Black......?" Elandi exclaimed tentatively.

As if he hadn't heard, he just kept his head down.

Elendi slowly leaned in on him, tilting her head to try to see his face.

He only then found that Blake was asleep.

Can you fall asleep while standing?

"Black......?" Ellandi exclaimed tentatively again.

Blake seemed stunned, slowly raised his head, and squinted at Elandi.

"How long have you been here......?" Elendi looked around, and there were no other elves.

Blake also looked around, a little confused, "I don't know. Came last night. ”

"You didn't sleep, did you?" Ellandi looked at him.

"Is it possible to sleep standing up...... Blake asked him in a low voice.

Elandi slowly realizes that something might not be right for him. He helped Blake to sit on the ground, "Why did you come back?" Black Soul's ......"

Blake shook his head. He leaned on Elendi's shoulder, breathing heavily.

Elendi looked around, and everyone hadn't gotten up yet. "How long can you stay?"

"Two days at most." Blake gently shook Elandi's hand, "You guys have an important matter lately. ”

Elendi lowered her head to look at him, "What? ”

"Your birthday." Blake looked at him with a smile.

"......" Ellandi's eyes widened, "Ah......?" ...... do you remember?! ”

"I remember. Kaixi is half a month late, so the four of you have the same birthday...... Ahem......" Blake winced.

"You're badly injured?" Elandi wrapped her arms around his shoulders.

"No, it doesn't affect. I'll just rest for a while. Blake took off his helmet and hugged it in his arms to make Elandi feel better.

All that left on Ellandi's shoulders was his soft black hair, and ...... How many silver threads ......?

"Your hair ......" Elandi ruffled his long hair, only to find that it was almost black and white.

“…… For Chen's sake, he's regaining consciousness, for some unknown reason...... "Blake closed his eyes, "to the point where he can talk to me, but the consciousness is random and temporary. ”

"Is that so......" Elendi pursed her lower lip, "stop talking, lean on me and rest for a while." ”

Blake didn't answer.

Elendi couldn't tell if she trusted Blake.

In the battle, the devil who didn't say a word and showed no mercy, and the comrade-in-arms next to him now, who closed his eyes and pinned all his trust on himself, were actually the same elf?

Blake has realized; Maybe his comrades-in-arms can feel it more or less-

The trust or affection between them has reached an insurmountable abyss.