Chapter 100: Please Don't Give Up on Yourself (Part II)
"I've been rambling alone for so long, is there anything you'd like to say?" said Sarah, returning to the beginning. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Suzu subconsciously clenched her fists, and some words should still be said.
"Grandma Sharo, you have always sighed in her words," she said, "I understand you very well, when I was young, my parents didn't see each other all year round, and my sister often didn't see each other, so I was only with my grandfather," she said, the corners of her eyes hazy. I always felt that my grandfather was the last person for me, because my grandfather was there, so I didn't feel lonely every day, at that time, I always thought that my grandfather would always be by my side, but, suddenly, one day, he died, and he left so suddenly, suddenly I was caught off guard, and I didn't even get to see him for the last time, and I heard his bad news. ā
Suzu stood up, her hands behind her back, she walked slowly on the grass, her toes moving lightly, like a ballet dancer's graceful dance, she walked in the moonlight, moving around the sarro, her gaze hanging on the distant horizon.
"I was so sad that I hid myself in the quilt and cried all the time, and no one could even comfort me, not even my sister, because she was more sad than me, and needed comfort more. And I met Lyle because we were all lonely, so there won't be so much estrangement between us, and we will understand each other, so when he is taken away, I will also feel sad because I am about to lose an important person in my life. ā
"But," she continued, her tone suddenly became firm, like a sleeping sword suddenly waking up and beginning to burst out with a fierce cold light, "It is precisely because I have been sad that I understand more that blindly immersed in grief will never bear fruit, because of the loss of important people, so we must learn to cherish those important people, people often learn to be strong after grief, and they must be strong," she suddenly turned around and looked at Sharo, her eyes flashing with a burning gaze," For you, I think it should be the same, because you are the only one who survives, so I think you must be carrying the will of those who have died, and if it is them, I would also hope that you can take their share to live, to see the colorful world, to see the world change differently every day, instead of succumbing to here. ā
Sara was a little flustered and stared straight at Suzu's face.
Suzu scratched her head, she was a little shy by Sara, wondering if she was talking a little too much, "So, you say that you can't get motivated for anything is actually disrespectful to yourself and those who have passed away," even so, she decided to finish, she took a deep breath and raised her voice, "Please, don't give up on yourself like that!"
Sharo was silent for a moment, as if thinking about something, the flow of time seemed to slow down, and the moment that was originally instantaneous seemed so long in Suzu's feeling, she was nervous, she was nervous about Sharo's next response.
After a long time, Sharo exhaled softly, as if relieved.
Moonlit Night Quiet Court, the interior of the Moonlit Night Prison Tower.
The white wall extends upward, not high, Lyle sits on the ground, this is a cell, on his left, is a railing made of special ore that can seal the activities of the demon source, connecting the stone walls on both sides, the white mist is attached to the surface of the railing, it is the breath of ice attribute magic, the railing used as a closed cell When it was created, the magic circle of ice genealogy magic had been engraved inside, no criminal could escape from here, in the case that the magic source was closed and could not use magic power, anyone's body would be as fragile as ordinary people, or even more fragile than them, people who could use magic powerAt the same time that they continue to use their magic power, the magic power in their bodies is gradually linked to their physical strength in a subtle way, the magic power is closed, and the physical strength will also be weakened, so there is no need to worry about criminals using physical means, in this case, their bodies do not have any resistance, and the breath of ice attribute magic will instantly invade their bodies at the same time as they touch the railing, turning them into ice sculptures from the inside out. As for breaking the wall on the other side...... Forget it, the walls are several meters thick, and they are all made of pure mana-absorbing ore, and anyone's attack will not completely break the wall, even if they may squeeze out their own mana, but that little mana will be instantly absorbed and disintegrated while transmitting to the wall.
Furthermore, even those criminals who are strong enough to resist the blockade of the ore and break through the walls will be executed on the spot by the Knights at the same time as they are captured.
For the knights, they are extremely evil people, and they are not even worthy to enter the interior of the moonlit night, so they can only die under the blades of the knights.
"Hey, little ghost, why don't you say a word, you Plath family is not a noble family, why, why did you even come in, did you come here to visit?"
"Yes, yes, do you want to be a guard here, you really don't know how to pick a position, come and let your uncles teach you, hehe. "The voice is constant, and the words are heart-wrenching.
The next moment, the imprisoned criminals on this floor burst into laughter, and there was countless ridicule in the laughter.
"Hey, you guys, tell me less, the head of the regiment will come in a while, but you will suffer. The guards on the side seemed to be unable to stand it, so they stopped drinking and released the name of the regiment commander as a deterrent.
Lyle didn't bother with them, he just turned his head to look at the window of the cell wall, which was naturally protected by the same special railing, but the moonlight in the sky could not stop it, and the moonlight was the guide of loneliness, and they guided the grief of the grieving. Lyle looked at the moon quietly, maybe right now, Suzu was also looking at the moon and thinking about something, but it didn't matter anymore, the moment he felt gone.
He didn't say a word, let the moonlight hit his face, and his expressionless face at the moment was cloudy.
How are they now, Lyle thought to himself, memories poured out again, this is the first time, every time he sees the moon, he can remember those unforgettable fragments for him.
Even if they are determined to make them forget about themselves, even if they are determined to disappear from their lives completely, it is clearly decided this way...... But why, even now, I still can't suppress the tremor in my heart.
I want to see it but I don't want to see it.
It's really not like words, this kind of appearance, Lyle said in his heart, Suzu will hate herself if she sees it, she is so sunny, like the sun, but now she looks like a pitiful insect hiding in the shadows.
The laughter behind him fell, not sure if the guard's words had an effect, or if the criminals were bored with Lyle's unresponsive clockwork-like performance. In place of laughter, there was a smacking of the tongue and silence afterward, with occasional muffled curses or middle finger cocks at Lyle...... I don't know where they learned it.