Rose Manor, which is not a strange place to Birmingham, is here that he met the daughter of General Yussef, and it is here that he and the current Empress, the former maid lady, made an agreement. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Everything seems to be a lifetime away, or it has never changed, as if I have never walked out of this luxurious mansion, I have not come out of the nightmare of the time, and I have never changed anything, and I have not gained anything.

"Fantastic feeling. Birmingham looked at the roses in front of him, which were as prosperous as ever, and spat out the emotions that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time.

"It's just a reincarnation, but we're back to square one, my brother. It was the first time Birmingham had heard this seemingly ridiculous word from the mouth of Thienchy, the nightmare that accompanied Birmingham as a child.

"It's the first time I've heard this word from your mouth, and it's so unfamiliar. Birmingham, who tilted his head, looked at Tianxi's pure white body, and his beautiful face reflected a warmth that he had never felt before, and from a cold spirit, Birmingham felt a trace of warmth.

"It's going to get used to it. The smile represented the mood of the sword spirit, that childhood accident made the two close people become estranged, and also made Birmingham's heart full of hatred and disgust, but now the weak body no longer looked at himself with hateful eyes, but from his eyes, this pure white sword spirit finally found his own shadow.

"Yes, it's always going to get used to it, it's like sparing a big circle and let's get back here. Emotion may not be a word for Birmingham, but it seems very harmonious to use it in him at the moment.

"I think it's going to be a good adventure, don't you think?" As if asking himself, as if asking, an inexplicable smile appeared on his face eroded by the engraving.

"yes, it's going to be a good adventure. ”

A good adventure, for Birmingham and Thianhey, the future is either old or new, for them at the moment is undoubtedly an adventure with no result, but it is precisely this that makes this road to the dream colorful.

Letting go of his state of mind, Birmingham no longer looked for his family heirloom sword, but walked side by side with Tianxi, like a suburban outing, incomparably casual and relaxed, a nobleman should have calmness, finally appeared in Birmingham.

"You've grown a lot. As a girl who has been with Birmingham, Tianxi has witnessed this down-and-out nobleman staggering forward, and has also witnessed the down-and-out nobleman become a truly noble nobleman, in Ambella, he has learned to be glorious, to fight for his companions, to be glorious, in Ultramarine, he has learned to be responsible, to fulfill his promises, to bring back the rumored Fury, and in Betley, the moment he raised his sword to the demon god, he understood what sacrifice is, and now, the boy has finally found his soulIn that soul that was eroded by the imprint, in that short and weak body, he understood what it meant to face calmly and calmly.

"Are you complimenting?" Birmingham said with a smile, there is finally no barrier between the two, fate is really a wonderful thing, it is in this place that Birmingham chose to awaken the soul in the sword, at that time, they were full of disgust and dissatisfaction, and now, still in this place, they are still down-and-out nobles and pure white sword spirits, but they are indeed like best friends walking side by side, facing the unknown journey together.

"Sort of. Tianxi replied, but the corners of his mouth still showed that this sword spirit was in a good mood.

The fluttering petals and the diffuse fragrance add a touch of romance to the parallel journey, even if the romantic end point is the towering wall and the quiet gaze of their manor.

As it had been, or had changed a lot, at least the tourist resort that had been passed down by the mouths of the townspeople of Storley had returned to its former prosperity, but strangely enough, in the sun-drenched manor, there was not a single resident of the town of Storly, except for the sound of splashing springs.

The two of them were surprised to see the manor surrounded by greenery and sunshine, still walking along the crossroads where they had come, ending with a closed gate, and towering knightly statues on both sides, even the damage from the battle with the trolls still had a trace on the road.

The heavy touch echoed Birmingham, and the down-and-out aristocracy did not hesitate to push open the closed door, and the sun was keenly aware of the sound of the door opening, and rushed in from the high sky, leaving his own footsteps in the slightly dimly lit room.

The fine dust fluttered in a ray of sunlight, making it look unusually conspicuous, as if the place had not been set foot in for a long time, and Birmingham seemed to be the first visitor here.

"That's not a good sign. Tianxi frowned and stepped into the room where he had been, the spiral staircase still standing tightly in the center, and the colors on it were not peeled off in the slightest, as if time and space had stopped here and rested for a while.

And Birmingham's arrival undoubtedly woke up the time to stop, allowing her to move forward again, and the sudden vitality also flowed and flew in the high room the moment Birmingham entered the hall.

Birmingham, who was silent, cheered up, and from the moment he stepped here, an unconcealable throbbing welled up in the heart of this down-and-out nobleman, as if an ancient being was perched at his feet, leaving the footprints of this ancient existence on his heart with every step he took.

"Something is wrong!"

Stopped, turned around, purple surged in Birmingham's palm, and the fingers of his sword slashed out, stabbing at the empty rear.

The sharp sword qi broke the calm atmosphere and also broke the hidden secret, the ripples floated in mid-air, and the sword light that broke through the sky seemed to pierce into the quagmire, eliminating the invisible.

"What an unexpected way of greeting, Mr. Birmingham. "Familiar tones, familiar clothes, the painter appeared in the Rose Manor once, and then appeared in front of Birmingham again.

"Rude as always, Mr. Birmingham. With a sense of irony, the dramatist Jonspiel appeared behind the painter, along with the musician Vola flying in a birdcage.

"I feel the same way. Birmingham looked at each other coldly, looking at the three people who suddenly appeared, and the fighting intent in his blood sounded again.

In the sun-drenched manor, the down-and-out aristocratic Birmingham once again meets the members of the tree, the painter, the dramatist and the musician, who are arranged by fate to appear in front of Birmingham.