Shul felt a person with a little warmth slowly pasted behind him—the goldfinch's body temperature was often abnormally low, and if it weren't for the fact that she had slept on the bed with a thin blanket for several hours, she wouldn't have brought anything "warm" to Shul at this time.

But it still made his heart beat faster, and he felt a little inexplicably hot.

"I'm sorry. Goldfinch buried her face in his back and muffled.

Shuer was slightly stunned.

"If I hadn't been decisive......" said the Goldfinch.

She didn't seem to be thinking about anything, but on the way, she remembered a lot in her mind—all of which made her suspect that life in the academy was too comfortable, causing her to lack some self-realization.

It was not difficult to find the trace of the follower of Athous, but it took until he took the initiative to appear and defeated him.

In the end, it still put Shul in some kind of dangerous situation.

"But I'm not hurt. Shul slowly took the hand of the goldfinch that had cooled down from the bed, took it in the palm of his hand, turned his head, and handed her the water with his other hand.

Without saying a word, the goldfinch took the water and drank—

Shure pulled her and stood across from her, looking at the goldfinch with the same concentration as ever. When the Plantage had finished drinking, he took the cup for her, set it aside, and leaned down to look at her.

Neither of them spoke immediately, and I don't know how long this state lasted.

"Teresa—why do you say that?" it took a long time for Shul to speak slowly, "These things are not caused by you......"

"You're not ...... Got it. The Plantage shook her head, as if she had mustered great courage to say this, and then she looked beyond Shul to the distant window, "You don't know it, all of this...... That's my fault. ”

This kind of self-blame is very incomprehensible, but it is the unresolved self-blame that makes people feel extremely heavy.

And she didn't seem to want to say what she blamed herself.

It seems to have been around since the first day they met.

"Teresa, you never want people to live under protection, do you?" Shure knew it was useless to ask the Golden Sparrow - he seemed to change the subject.

"You're different. Goldfinch said immediately.

Special—the shallow information hidden in this sentence made Shul stunned for a moment, and then felt a subtle satisfaction fill his heart.

"Why—" He suddenly desperately wanted to know the answer.

One, why the cold Plantageng always insists on the object of self-blame, will be the reason for Shuer.

The goldfinch was stunned for a moment, pursed her lips, and did not say a word.

It's like I'm thinking about how to explain it, but I can't figure it out.

"It's okay if you don't want to say it. Schul smiled.

Although this expression was full of the meaning of "ah, I seem to know something", it made the stiff face of the goldfinch have some cracks called panic and disguise.

"It's not...... It's ......" The Plantage subconsciously spoke, but at this moment it completely exposed the entanglement in her heart, looking at the increasingly thick smile in Shuer's eyes, she was almost speechless, and even if she did, it was a fragmented and intermittent sentence, "I'm just ......"

Just what?

The goldfinch suddenly didn't understand.

Why is she so sensitive in this regard?

The followers of Athonius were indeed dangerous, but she also had a sense of confidence that Shur could never be threatened except for [that person].

So why is she still in such a hurry?

That is exactly what she said – one cannot always live under protection.

This is especially true for Shul.

But she ...... Her mood at this time ......

Shuer's smile was warm, but warmer than usual—as if the midday sun made people feel warm and indescribable......

Makes her cheeks hot.

has been subconsciously "blaming himself", so much so that he realized that he was overreacting until just now.

"Hey...... Not. The Plantage took a step back, trying to leave the baptism of such a sight, but suddenly she felt a pull that made her feet shake, and then she was hugged into an embrace, and she couldn't help but make a sound.

The goldfinch was buried in Shuer's arms, and there was a hint of relief in her snort, but there was a subtle panic.

Shul gently stroked her hair, as if to soothe a wounded little animal.

In fact, most people on the continent of Tia regard touching their hair as something of a taboo – like a hair tie – that only those who are familiar enough with it can do so.

The goldfinch felt a burst of warmth in the back of her head, which made her mood even more complicated.

A little surprised, a little dissatisfied, but more relieved, she gradually softened her body, put all the weight on the teenager, just woke up, and a little sleepy.

"I want to be with you. Shure's voice rang out when she was too sleepy to open her eyes.

"......" she didn't seem to speak, and it seemed that her voice was too low to be called none.

Shul leaned over slowly, hugged her tighter, rubbed his chin against the top of her hair, and said in a warm and beautiful voice: "Teresa—I miss you so much." ”

She seems to be the same.

"It would be nice if we never parted again—"

She listened to these words and gradually fell into a deep sleep.

She felt that she would have a good night's sleep tonight, a good dream, a warm dream, and there was only this teenager in the dream.

But it was just a dream.

"Impossible...... A sucker. She thought to herself, as if to say this, when she was unconscious, "My life exists for you, for you to be 'yourself'—you will eventually become the most dazzling existence in the world, and I am long gone." ”

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Click.

Sitting in a room with only a dim blue light on, Morrig looked at the black-gold gun placed on the table in front of him, lost in thought.

The alchemy of Hammer City, especially this kind of weapon-type thing, has long been perfected.

But compared to these guns, it seems to be a little insufficient.

Not just because of some designs that they hadn't considered before, but also some special things about it.

compared to these construction problems.

He was actually more curious and able to drive these guns to the goldfinch.

Beside Morrig, a drawing of the vigilance system sits along, with several details he has marked, including the key to the vigilance that was broken by the goldfinch.

Strange, so weird.

It is a miracle that a girl under the age of seventeen has mastered such technology and has such great power...... Still is......

Morrig never believed in miracles.

He trusts his own judgment, and he believes in what he's seen.

But if that's the case, it's all too unbelievable.

Theresa the Goldfinch is really just the daughter of Santa Fes, who has mastered the alchemy technology of the transit place...... Is that all?