The Plantfinch looked at Ryuk with a fierce look in his eyes: "Do you want to end it like this?"

And that's the end of it?

"The mercenaries from the west, the people who hate you, you should know better than the others. "There are many ways to do this, but you have chosen the one that looks the most cowardly......"

"You don't have to tell me this, the Holy Dragon is no more, and you know Shure's wishes—in this way, no one except the north can take on the burden of fighting against the Dark Shadow Clan, regardless of whether what you say is true or not. Luke muttered - he was no longer a young and vigorous teenager, even if he had become an admirable adventurer with his full blood, but in the past few decades, everything has long been gone, "and if I want to support you......"

"Jolina, not as you think, just a wayward person - if you think you're protecting her and denying her all her will, what you're doing is useless. Plantagenet frowned.

However, after saying this, even she herself was a little skeptical.

Denied it...... All the wishes of the other party.

Is it only about the so-called "protection"?

"If you say the achievements of the north are ......," Plantagenet sighed, "it seems that you really lack knowledge of the transit. ”

Ryuk raised an eyebrow.

In Ryuk's view, the Plantage's actions could always be called "childish" because of her desperate approach and overly conceited attitude.

But there is no doubt that she does not joke about big things.

At this point, it can almost be ruled out that she is talking nonsense.

So - the place of transit......

Have the ability to surpass northern technology?

"Yes, the research at the Transit Center has lacked an effective organization since the death of Mr. Fang Suo. "But that doesn't mean no one can continue." ”

"Is it 'the researcher'? But he's been away from the transit for a long time. ”

"It's none of your business—" said Goldfinch, "or we can make a bet." ”

“......”

The Goldfinch left the tower and walked towards the tavern.

The rain is still falling, and few people really pay attention to this spectacular picture - because on such a rainy day, people tend to pay attention to their feet and worry about what they will hit head-on.

The air was a gloomy and cold smell, but unexpectedly "fresh".

The goldfinch thought as having passed the patrolling men and stopped in front of an alley.

- There's a figure there.

The golden finch was stunned at first, his hand tightened subconsciously, and then he suddenly remembered something and smiled lightly.

Laughed a little lightly.

"Shure. Her voice was soft and weak in the rain, but the man standing in the alley immediately responded—the boy turned his head, and when he raised his head, a pair of golden eyes lit up instantly.

He took two steps in three steps, and an umbrella was propped up above her head—the goldfinch used a spell to keep out the rain, and he seemed to know it, and insisted on doing so.

The Plantagenet paused, but in the end he didn't stop it.

Then he was shaken.

The warm hands wrapped around her, and she followed behind, simply canceling the spell she had just used, and every step could make a small splash.

When Shuer looked back and saw this scene, he couldn't help but be stunned.

She walked forward, but Shul suddenly stopped, and slammed into him—Shul immediately turned around and took her into his arms.

The sound of rain sounded in her ears, and the golden finch first felt that she was being held in an embrace, and then her feet were empty—she was actually hugged, and she was suddenly a little confused, and subconsciously grabbed him.

"Teresa. Shure's voice rang in his ears.

"Hmm. The goldfinch replied to him.

"Theresa—" said Shul again, and as he put his arms around her waist, he sniffed lightly at her neck, his voice a little muffled, but more of a heart-wrenching one......

Sentimentally attached.

"Hmm. ”

......

There was a call in my ears, the sound of a hot spring, and the warm embrace—like a dream that one would never wake up from.

The Plantagenet thought so, but also felt that if it was really a dream, she really didn't want to wake up.

......

In the early morning, the rain stopped, leaving puddles on the ground in the city, and the leaves stained with water scattered around the flower beds, the air was slightly cool and smelled fresh.

The sky was clear blue – it was a good day.

——

When Shul awoke, he saw the girl sitting at the head of the bed—she was thinking about something with her head down, and she was looking at him just as he woke up.

"Morning—" He paused, then smiled his trademark big smile and straightened up to kiss the goldfinch on the cheek.

"Early. The Golden Bird was stunned for a moment, and then said softly.

The smile on Shure's face did not diminish, and he simply sat down beside her, rubbed the top of her hair with his chin, and said, "Is Teresa waiting for me to get up?"

"Hmm. The goldfinch replied succinctly.

Shuer wasn't very relaxed last night, and he slept late, so of course he woke up late.

The Plantfinch did not wake him.

"What to do. Shul asked.

"Go find someone. "Plantagenet said," ...... Have you heard of two of the best alchemists of the last month? ”

"Hmm—Teresa?" said Shul after a moment's thought.

The Plantage thought that he was calling her name as usual, but suddenly he felt that something was wrong, and his expression paused, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Ahem...... I mean it. Goldfinch put her hand to her lips and said, "I don't count to anyone else." ”

But in my opinion. Shul thought to himself, but did not say it, and realized that it was time to say "seriously", and said with a smile: "Is it Fonto, Santa Fes, and Mr. Zigrin?" ”

"Hmm. Plantagenet breathed a sigh of relief, probably not knowing how to deal with Shuer's increasingly casual love words. His expression became slightly more serious, "Since Mr. Fang Suo's death, Qi Green has almost represented the highest level of alchemy in the entire continent, but it is a pity that he left the Transit Place after Fang Suo's death, and some people believe that his departure represents the decline of the Alchemy of the Transit Place. ”

This is, of course, an exaggeration.

Unfounded.

"Is Mr. Hester no match for this Mr. Zegrin?" said Shure, half-jokingly.

In fact, Hester's rise is a matter of the past few years, and some of his "values" are completely insufficient to reach the level of such an old powerhouse.

"He's a bad experience. Plantagenet paused, "And he's not in the same field as Zegrin." ”

Shul raised an eyebrow.

"Get up first, and I'll take you to him." ”

Looking for him?

Shure was stunned for a moment, then understood.

Do you mean to go to the scholar who named Fang Suo, Zigrin?

And—would the Goldfinch take him with him?

"Don't be stunned, before I change my mind. The Plantage jumped out of bed and looked back at him.

"Ah, good. Shul said immediately.

Seeing this, the goldfinch smiled slightly.

(.. = Wonderful Study)

Wonderful study