Al took another sip of tea, but the bitterness at this time was very different from before. If the bitterness of the past could lift his spirits, then the bitterness of the present has been bitter to the bottom of his heart.

He looked at Medea and Levi in front of him and didn't speak for a long time.

After the Duke led El into this room, he quietly left, leaving only the three of them in this room like fools, and no one spoke for so long, as if the air had frozen.

Al opened his mouth, a little impatient to say something to break the silence.

"Ahem, the reason ...... I heard my father say ......", but Al didn't know what to say at this point, should he just say "forgive" or "not forgive"?

If he could let go, he wouldn't come to see Medea, and if he could, "forgive" or "not forgive" would be just two or three words, and it would be effortless to say.

It's because I can't let go that I'm afraid to come to see her, it's because I'm afraid I can't speak, and it's because I can't let go that I don't know what I really want.

Even Al himself felt ridiculous, knowing that he was the "victim", but at this moment he seemed to be the one who was to blame, why did he have to be tortured like this, why did he want to be the bad guy in the story, and make such a choice?

"I'm sorry, Al. Medea, who had not spoken, suddenly said, she stood up and bowed to Al and apologized, "Everything is my fault, no matter what punishment you make, I am willing to accept it." ”

"Al, Medea has done all this for me, and all the sins she has committed should be counted on me. Immediately after, Levi also stood up and bowed to Al.

Al looked at Medea, at her falling, waterfall-like red hair, and remembered the first time they met. Remembering the "Of course" that Medea said to herself when she was determined to explore the mysteries of the elements, as if she was stealing the forbidden fruit, she really thought that even if she was fighting against the gods, this woman would be on her side.

Then Al looked at Levi again, and saw the weedy-like gray hair. The old man's long imprisonment had aged even more, and his hair was different from the "bright silver" of other old men, but gray, dull and lifeless, without the slightest vitality of life. It indicates that the old man's life is like a candle in the wind, and there is a risk of extinguishing it at any time.

Al looked at Levi's full head of gray hair, and couldn't help but think of his father, Duke Edward, when he left to see him again, the Duke had a lot more gray hair on his head, some because of his son, some because of the troubles Al mentioned in the letter, and of course more for the West.

The burden weighed on his shoulders, carved wrinkles on his forehead, dyed his temples white, and bent his back.

"Wouldn't I do this if it was for my father's sake?", Al thought to himself. He looked at Medea, and suddenly his anger in his heart disappeared a lot.

"Sit down, one of you is a gray-haired old man, and the other is an unarmed woman, if outsiders see it, they will think that I am bullying you. ”

"Doesn't that make me feel like a villain in a play?" said Al in a muffled voice.

Seeing Medea and Levi sitting down, Al rubbed his slightly stiff face and waved his hand vigorously, as if he was trying to shake something off, as if he was using such an action to cheer himself up and make up his mind.

"I forgive you. Al said eventually.

"Thank you, Al. Medea laughed.

"There can't be a next time. ”

"Don't worry, I'll stay in this Thorn Castle and won't go anywhere. Levi rushed to the side and said, "Without my weakness, Medea would no longer be controlled by others." ”

Al didn't speak, but stared at Medea. Medea also looked back at Al and nodded slowly.

Al breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that a large stone in his heart had finally moved away, and he felt a lot lighter. What if he just chose to "forgive"? Al found himself in a situation where he had nothing to say again, and fell silent again.

He was saddened to find that he no longer seemed to be able to communicate with Medea. Al clearly knew that even if he chose to "forgive", there would never be a return to the past between him and Medea, and the casual jokes, the presumptuous way of getting along, and the trust that had been polished a little bit were gone.

It's like two greedy people digging up treasures in the ground in a fairy tale, and as a result, they dig up a person's bones, and although they quickly bury them, and even plant trees and flowers on them, both of them know in their hearts what is buried underneath. When I see trees and flowers, I think of the bones in the ground. As soon as I think of "bones", this day can't go on without stopping, and the rest is the feeling of being full of flavors prompted by the original details of getting along.

This feeling, this taste, is very uncomfortable.

Al seems to have noticed this awkwardness as well, and then he looks at Medea and Levi and knows that they don't look like people who can break this embarrassment. They are like those "tech nerds" on the earth, with a higher IQ and a terrible EQ.

"Medea...... Teacher, Master Levi, in fact I need your help. In the end, Al decided to do it himself, after all, this kind of thing should be the "specialty" of a nobleman like himself.

"You all know about the Dark Mage, and there are many details that I may not even know. But there is information that you may not know, the dark mages were not driven out, but quietly hid in one place, and even painstakingly built up a huge force. ”

"What!", Medea and Levi were surprised, apparently they didn't understand it.

"Everything will ...... when I'm escorted to the North," Al told Medea and Levi all the information.

"No one knows how much terrible magic these dark magicians have inherited, and whether they have studied the dark magic for so many years. And if they retaliate, it will be a disaster not only for the kingdom, but also for our magical world. ”

"All I need your help, give it all in, help with all my heart. Al said in an accentuated tone.