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A useless, unexpected, sad life—

From having the ability to remember, that's all she defines herself.

Her name is Cyris, and the name ...... "Agatha", which has no meaning, does not mean "good", has no character—and is like herself, the most ordinary.

He doesn't have the crisp voice of the Plantagenet, is small, and doesn't like to be around people......

There are a few differences.

Because there is a sister who is very different from herself - her excellence is beyond everyone's imagination, and she is the most unique and glorious existence in her heart.

- My own life is different because of this.

This silently spreads around him, like a shadow.

"Is she Agatha's sister? not at all. ”

"He's so thin, he doesn't have a good voice, and he doesn't have any talent. ”

"Agatha is so pitiful to have such a burdensome sister. ”

"If only you had half of your sister and would be worry-free......"

......

The trumped-up accusation was accompanied by "growth", day after day, and she didn't know if she was used to it.

But I never hated that sister.

Why?

When she was very young, she prayed that her sister would enter the transit place and become a figure of great admiration.

Because that's how Agatha should be.

This kind of thinking is as stubborn and simple as the idea that you are unwilling to open your mouth and want to avoid the crowd.

Until......

Until that catastrophe.

——

The fire and blood in my memory are as clear as if they happened "yesterday".

At that time, she was still sitting in the village as usual, pondering homework that she had never understood before.

Still thinking, "Ah, why is this thing so hard, if it's Agatha, you just need to look at it?" or something.

And then it happened -

She didn't know where to flee, and in the face of all this, she was terrified but not so frightened that she would not run away—because she knew in her heart that she could not escape except for some destined people.

But to her surprise, Agatha, who could have escaped, returned.

"Celestia, where are you?"

......

"There's always a way, we can get out. ”

......

"I haven't apologized to him yet, how can I die here? ”

......

"Now, you have to live, even if it's only a slim possibility—no, if I'm here, I believe I can keep you alive. ”

——

So, in the end, she was the only one who lived.

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"You ......"

Finally, when it was all over, she met the man named Fonso Santa Fes—just on the edge of the fire, and there were still dark red clouds in the sky.

"Nobody. Her voice was hoarse, one eye had been damaged, and half of her face was obscured by coagulated blood.

With a broken hand, she survived, and she was actually mutilated.

——

Fonso Santa Fes's teachings were almost theoretical, and at that time, perhaps out of despair or hatred, she was able to read little by little what was once like a book for herself.

"Since talent and blood determine ability, in other words, it is bound to the body, right?" said Fang Suo one day.

"Are you going to experiment with the 'body' as a power carrier?" asked Fang Suo, "The materials will be hard to find. ”

Orthodox magicians are not allowed to hunt "compatriots" for experimentation.

"I'll try it myself. ”

——

It was a painful time.

She was immersed in despair and experimented with herself every day.

——

I have gone from not understanding the "meaning" of my existence at the beginning to not caring about it.

"Some special materials are used, which are no different from the normal human body, and after the original body is completely 'dead', it can be transferred to the finished product. When she said that, she felt like a machine.

"Have you ever thought that you can't wake up? Fang Suo looked at her and said.

"Wouldn't that be the best? She replied.

And yet—

It was such a "result" that she was "chosen" by Elletia.

After all, she never thought she would become Santa Fes, and she didn't care about these things.

"Why, Goddess of Creation. The light and shadow on the white sea—that was the only time she faced the legendary goddess," I never intended to protect this continent. ”

"No one should have it - everyone is selfish, because banality and sin are disgusting, but there is splendor and beauty worth staying. A vague voice floated out of the light and shadow, "It doesn't matter if you guard it or not." ”

That's why there are "betrayers" like Wells.

At first, she didn't really understand.

——

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Because of his carelessness, Agatha, who was originally only "stored" in his shadow, occupied control of that body.

Losing control, I could only wait, wait for that body to be completely destroyed.

However, I didn't expect that-

That holy dragon is simply the most dazzling fool in his long and boring life.

Even if it won't be eroded, its physical strength is much higher than that of the average race.

But there are limits - calling her again and again, and not daring to hurt the body that is the center.

It couldn't be more stupid.

So when I "woke up", was I forced to be helpless, or something else......

She originally thought that even if she became the Shadow Clan, Agatha would still be her insurmountable object.

But she succeeded, regained control of her body, and was able to run.

......

Outside the exhibition hall, something like that has just happened, and the people who handle it are still busy.

And someone has already snuck out.

Blonde teenage girl and teenager, walking side by side on a cloudy day on campus.

"I'm sorry. Goldfinch whispered.

I wanted to continue talking, but I found myself unable to speak.

She was reluctant to mention that.

Should......

The Plantageng couldn't help but glance at Shul—the young man pursed his lips and didn't show any expression.

There is a kind of silent majesty......

She was a little speechless for no reason.

Obviously, I wasn't afraid of this kind of thing.

Teresa...... What kind of person is your sister? After a moment of silence, Shul suddenly asked.

"Ahh......h It feels like it's a little too much. The goldfinch was stunned and felt a little caught off guard.

"Is Teresa fighting because of her? Shul stopped, and as he spoke, he slowly revealed—a wry smile, "It's enviable." ”

Envy?

The Plantagenet froze.

Envy what?

"It's okay – at least there's something I can do now. Shul continued.

Is he envious of Agatha's place in his heart?

That sister who can control her mood even if she turns into a dark shadow clan.

The goldfinch suddenly felt a little incredible.

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