Sylvia, who had experienced a death, had indeed become more mature than before, and he watched Angelina put the young man in the carriage, and then he picked up the boar carcass that had just fallen to the ground and went home. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Unlike the last time, after Sylvia went home and packed up her prey, she continued to go to the neighborhood to distribute things with a smiling face, until he walked to Angelina's door, and saw Angelina come out with a smile, and the smile on Sylvia's face was slightly put away.

Sylvia handed her the packed pork in her hand, pretending to be unintentional and asked, "Is that person here again today?"

Angelina took the meat and said with a smile, "Yes, I didn't expect him to come here so soon, the royal city is still quite far from here, and it takes three or four days to go back and forth even in a carriage like his." ”

Seeing Angelina smiling so happily, Sylvia felt even more pained, but curiosity drove him to continue asking, "He came here to see you?"

"This is the case...... Actually, there was something else, he came over to discuss with my parents about the time of our marriage...... "The more she talked, the more embarrassed she became, and in the end Angelina even blushed and lowered her head.

Knowing that the shy smile in front of him was not for himself, the jealous emotion seemed to have turned into a small snake, devouring Sylvia's heart and his reason, driven by unknown emotions, Sylvia opened her mouth and asked, "So, when will you two get married?"

Not noticing Sylvia's distorted expression at all, Angelina lowered her head and said slowly, "If it is now, there will be about half a year, and I will get married in the royal city on the Holy Spirit Day in half a year, although it is a bit early to say it now...... But Sylvia, we may never see each other again in this life......"

Taking a deep breath, Sylvia barely calmed down his unstable mood, he pulled the corners of his mouth into a very stiff smile, and asked a little irrationally, "What if...... I mean, if I become a master, what do you think I ...... How?"

Hearing Sylvia say such words, Angelina, who was taken aback, suddenly raised her head, her expression was erratic, and she said a little awkwardly, "I, it's not because he's a control-level powerhouse, it's not because his father is a king, I'm just ...... I just ......"

Looking at Angelina, who was there trying to find a reason to explain, Sylvia knew that she might not be able to win against that man for the rest of her life. Originally, he thought that Angelina felt that only the strong were worthy of him, but he didn't expect that the only hope left now was also shattered by Angelina, and he asked with some interest, "So, what am I?"

After asking, Sylvia covered her mouth with hindsight and explained in a somewhat panicked manner, "No...... It's nothing!

“...... You're probably mine, good friend!"

"Good friend......" The conversation between the two came to an abrupt end, and Sylvia was already starting to lose control of her emotions, so he and Angelina hurriedly said goodbye and turned away. Looking at Sylvia's figure gradually moving away, the corners of Angelina's upturned mouth slowly calmed down, she bit her lower lip and thought silently in her heart, "I'm sorry, Sylvia, even if I know your thoughts, I can't answer you, a person like me who will do anything to achieve his goals is not suitable for you......"

Soon half a year passed in a blink of an eye, and in this half a year, Sylvia's strength successfully broke through to the elite level. In the words of Earl McDowell, Sylvia is simply a natural king of darkness and stars, starting from the vortex of condensation magic in just nine months, until now she has broken through to the elite level, as long as she does not die halfway, she will definitely be able to achieve epic and even climb legend in the future.

And in the past six months, the young man had come to Angelina many times, and Sylvia knew that she was powerless to change it.

Because of the long distance, Angelina's family sets off five days before Whitsunday. Sylvia knew she couldn't face the pain of separation, so he ran to the back hill by herself the night before Angelina's departure. Having hunted wild beasts in the back mountains all year round, Sylvia found a cave in the back mountains as a place to stay, and he stayed in the cave for the night. When he woke up the next day, he sat motionless in the cave like a statue, and it was not until late evening that he estimated that Angelina's family was gone, and he packed up his things and headed for the village.

Sylvia's village was indeed small, but because there were several shepherds and many children in the village, he could hear all kinds of sounds coming from the village when he was not far from the village, but today the whole village was silent. A sense of foreboding spread through Sylvia's mind, and he walked faster and faster, until at last he picked up his legs and began to run in the direction of the village.

However, Sylvia slowed down as the wind blew blood, unable to believe what he was up against, and unable to understand why this was happening. But the outcome will not change because of personal wishes, and when he walked to the door of the village, Sylvia saw a scene that made him unbelievable.

Uncle Hans, the neighbor who usually takes care of himself, now only has a head left and rolls to the ground alone, like his mother, Aunt Hannah's body is covered with all kinds of sharp claw wounds, the little girl who has been clamoring to marry her neighbor, and now Sylvia can only vaguely identify her corpse by her clothes, and the old village chief and Gluck who taught her swordsmanship and teach her to read and write were hung up, as if they had been dead for a long time.

Sylvia's legs trembled uncontrollably, and he didn't even notice the tears that were sliding down his cheeks, "How can this be...... By the way, I didn't see Angelina!"

Thinking of this, Sylvia wiped a handful of tears and snot and ran in the direction of her home, to make sure Angelina was okay.

The richly dressed young man was carrying the heads of two villagers who had been dead for a long time, and he gently threw them on top of the pile of corpses next to them, then took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood on his hands and said, "It's disgusting, burn it!

Standing beside him, the old man in a black tuxedo bowed respectfully and said, "Young Master Mage, Miss Angelina has not been found, Count McDowell and Mrs. McDowell are both very tough, no matter how hard they torture, they will not reveal Miss Angelina's location. ”

"Tsk, forget it, kill it!"

Sylvia, who had heard the above conversation, burst out of the corner and stabbed Maggie in the neck with a short knife in her hand. But in mid-air, he was caught by the old man in the tuxedo with one hand and lifted him up, and the terrifying force came from the dry palm, and Sylvia could even hear the creaking of her own neck.

But to his own surprise, he didn't feel any pain in the face of such pain, but instead surged up with a bloodthirsty rage, and his right hand, which had been slightly loosened, was held tighter, and Sylvia stabbed the old man in the chin with a backhand, and the short knife went straight to the old man's head and then jumped out of the heavenly spirit gay.

"Giggle...... cough...... "As soon as the old man, who had been hit hard, let go of Sylvia, let go of Sylvia, made a strange sound in his throat, and then fell down clutching his wound.

Sylvia's hand attracted Mazze's attention, and he didn't care about the old man's situation at all, but looked Sylvia up and down and said, "You guy, what's the matter...... Who did you first embrace?"

Sylvia was in no mood to pay attention to him, and with the information revealed in the words just now, Sylvia could basically tell that the person in front of him was the executioner who killed his own village. Although there is no way to draw the dagger for the time being, Sylvia is not the only way to fight, he unloads the last dagger and intends to draw an arrow to shoot.

"I really don't know how to be polite, it seems that the person in charge of your first embrace didn't teach you what blood etiquette is...... Wait! Could it be Angelina who gave you the first hug...... You damn it!!" As if thinking of something, Maghe's face suddenly turned ugly.

He attacked in an instant, but Sylvia couldn't see the path of his attack at all, and by the time Magella's figure reappeared, Sylvia's heart had been pulled out of his chest.

Looking at the red heart that was beating slowly in Maggie's hand, and feeling the emptiness in her body, Sylvia lowered her head and looked at the big hole in her chest, and thought with some hindsight, "Am I going to die......?"

The massive loss of blood plunged Sylvia into endless darkness, and when he awoke again, he found himself lying on Angelina's lap. Angelina had already undergone some changes at this time, not only did she have multiple wounds on her body, but her beautiful dark blue pupils like the blue sea had turned dark red like blood at this time.

Sylvia barely managed to squeeze out a few words: "I'm ...... What's wrong?"

Angelina shook her head a little lowly and explained, "I'm sorry, I couldn't save you, I'm just using a magic to keep you alive for a while, and you'll die soon......"

Strangely, Sylvia didn't feel too much fear when he heard the news of his imminent death, he just sighed a little lost, and then made a very bold move.

He raised his right hand and gently stroked Angelina's cheek, looking at the shock and confusion on Angelina's face, Sylvia smiled and said, "I...... Like you...... It's been a long time. ”

With her hands limply slipping down Angelina's cheeks, Sylvia let out a sigh and uttered the last words, "It's a pity that I can't see it anymore...... Those ocean-like pupils ......" (To be continued.) )