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Cessiwena's heart was filled with a joy of success, mixed with the relief of seeing Adehill again, brewing a luscious smell of Daigo. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

She walked down the street with her head bowed, her whole body shrouded in the worn cloak, and as she hurried around the corner, she carefully watched behind her to make sure no one was following.

The entrance to White Rose City is very strict, and the location of the Wing has stayed outside the city for nearly a month from the time of departure to the arrival of White Rose City, and only recently did it take advantage of the opportunity of the Mulin Festival to infiltrate the city through the channels of nearby resistance groups.

Along the way, they heard countless depressing news, but the king's last entrustment, his concern for the unknown whereabouts of His Highness Edhill, and his anger against the Silver Rose family and the empire have sustained them until today.

And just now, she had finally confirmed that Her Royal Highness was in disregard of the Princess, and nothing could make her happier than this. Next, it is to wait for the opportunity to rescue Her Royal Highness the princess from the white rose city, the demon cave of the silver rose, in one fell swoop.

As for what to do after they get out, Cecivana, who was born as a military attaché, has not yet figured it out, but there must be a way before the car reaches the mountain, and there is no shortage of careerists in this world, as long as Edhill is willing to leave with them, those who have evil intentions will come to the door themselves - just like the Southridge Resistance that helped them and brought them into the city.

And at the thought of the journey of a thousand miles, which was about to begin at her feet, Cessiwena was a little uneasy, but at the same time, she couldn't help but feel a little excited because of her undoubted determination.

Thinking of this, Cesiwena couldn't help but speed up her pace, this good news should be notified to others as soon as possible.

The girl in disguise quickly turned into an empty alley and then stood abruptly.

The one-eyed man dressed as a porter noticed the movement, raised his head, and narrowed a cold blue eye to look at her: "It's a good technique, deliberately avoiding the sight of the front, but the guard against the back is a little too lax, right?"

Hearing the man speak, Cessiwena subconsciously took a half step back and narrowed her eyes: "Who are you!?"

Looking at the pale golden pupils revealed under the dew cloak, Lamberts frowned slightly, and said lightly: "I thought that the only one who was eyeing Evanian was the church, but I didn't expect that there were many rats in the sewers who wanted to get a piece of the pie. ”

“...... Mouse?!" There was a moment of anger in those pale golden eyes, "You ...... Raw Hybrid ......"

"Hmph......" Seeing that the purpose did not succeed, Lamberts couldn't help but snort coldly. At the moment when she was about to roar, the girl forcibly swallowed the angry rebuke back into her stomach, leaving only a few gnashing noises into the air.

"......" looked at Lamberts, Ceciwena quickly weighed in her heart, and then put her back in the sleeve of her right hand, and a dull matte dagger fell silently into the slender palm.

"Get out of the way. She looked at Lamberts coldly and said.

Lamberts narrowed his eyes at the girl, then shrugged, "Please." ”

After speaking, he didn't look back to the ground, turned around directly, and left the alley.

Cessiwena was left hanging on the spot, the dagger still clutched in her hand. The girl looked at the back of the other party's departure, at a loss, stunned, her heart was full of contradictions, she couldn't chase it, and she couldn't stay.

He ...... What the hell are you here for......"

After pondering for a moment, Cessiwena bit her silver teeth, stomped her foot, and then chased after him: "You can't just let him go, if he reveals the matter to the Duke's Palace, His Royal Highness Edhill's life will be threatened." So we have to find out where this guy lives - and if it's not the worst, keep an eye on him, so he can't act rashly......"

Evanian leaned back on the couch in his study, his right hand clenched into a fist, and coughed softly.

Lowering his hand, he interrupted Iofita's report, "So as expected, did the 'circus' make contact with Edhill?

Iofita replied quickly, "It looks normal on the surface, but when I walk, I am faintly stiff. ”

She gestured slightly—hand and foot.

"Hah......" Evan Ian couldn't help but laugh, "...... It should be said that she is worthy of being a woman from the royal family, and it is normal to have such a performance. ”

After saying that, he rubbed his forehead a little tiredly, the magic power in his body that quickly dissipated made his head tingle faintly, and this was only the beginning, and it was not yet the final stage of the dissipation of the magic power.

Iofeta closed the data book in her hand gently, frowned slightly, and said softly, "...... Master Ian, there is one thing I don't quite understand, your teacher's manuscript volume 10 is obviously nearly half untranslated, and it would be a little out of place to choose to test Miss Eddie Hill at such a time. ”

"Isn't it out of place...... "Evan Ian shook his head slightly, "Iofita, this kind of work is actually not as troublesome as you think, maybe translating a text written entirely by 'dead words' and 'lost languages' is almost impossible, but for an ordinary 'foreign language' book that already has nine volumes of translation as a reference, any scholar specializing in semiotics can do it." ”

"And Iophta, even if it weren't for this, do you think I'd be completely relieved of what Edhill had translated for me so easily?" Evan Ian rubbed his forehead gently, perhaps because of the pain, or because he was not as bold and aggressive as he used to be in the face of Iofita, "I'm sorry to say it, but as a leader, I can't feel enough peace of mind about Edhill. But I'd rather have a 'so-called translation' full of errors than a dead word that has no possibility of translation. There is no possibility of the former being translated, but even a third of the latter is correct, and with the ability of my scholars and mages, I can be sure that all the manuscripts will be translated correctly. ”

"So it doesn't make sense for me to love Dehill or not. Evanian sighed softly, "Deliberately leaving her such a loophole, just to make her dig her own grave - I really hope she can live up to my expectations......"

"......," Iophta was silent, her beautiful green pupils revealing a faint thought, "...... I don't think you're doing the right thing, Master Ian. ”

"Huh?" Evan Ian was a little surprised, few people would accuse him of his mistakes, and Iofita was even less, and the girl was more listening.

"Young Master, you expect Miss Edhill to live up to your expectations, but in my opinion, Young Master Ian, you have never reached out and taken the initiative to express your expectations of His Highness Edhill. ”

"Young Master, you are just waiting, you have always just waited, waiting for others to stand with you, but you never took the initiative to reach out, if you could take the initiative to keep back then, Miss Cynthia would not have left the Duke's Mansion like that. ”

The direct attack from the unexpected made Evan Ian a little shaken. But when he calmed down, he smiled bitterly, and felt that this was really in the style of Iofita, straight to the point, as if the girl never knew any better way to hide her mind than silence.

"Qiluo...... " Evan Ian looked at the beautiful red glow outside the window and fell into deep thought, "Iofita, you know you and Qi...... What's the biggest difference about Cynthia?"

"......" Iofita didn't answer, and if she knew, she wouldn't have asked Evan Ian such a question.

"It's the ability to protect yourself...... Evangelian smiled wryly, then looked up at the blood-colored sky, "Cynthia is different from you, Iofita, she's just an ordinary woman, and when I chose this path, I realized that I must be surrounded by unavoidable blood, and I am not sure that I can protect her - at least it is safer to stay away from me than to stay by my side." ”

"To put it mildly, I'm a person who likes to think before I win, and to put it mildly, I'm a person who hates being responsible. Evan Ian gently closed his eyes, and the dissipation of his magic and the loss of his stamina made him almost unable to hold back his physical exhaustion after a long day of work.

"I never felt like I could save the world, or all the people I wanted to save, I was only willing to do what I could. Iophta you are willing to be by my side, I really appreciate you. But Cynthia, unlike me, will only hurt her more. ”

"So it's good to love Dashiel, maybe for her, it's ...... to stay away from me."

Evanian snores evenly. Iofita stood there for a moment, then took the blanket and gently covered him, the loss of mana would last for hours, and Evan Ian's current slumber was only temporary, and he would soon be awakened by the depletion of his mana.

But even if it's just for a moment, let him take a break.

Iophta hugged Evan Ian through a thin blanket, wolf-like ears gently pressed against him, listening to the powerful throbbing in Evan Ian's chest and the subconscious moans coming out of his mouth, and wrapped her arms around him and hugged him a little tighter, as if this would ease his pain.

In the green pupils of the lake, what was revealed was the eyes of a wounded wolf.

Cynthia chose to leave, while Iofita chose to stay, but Evan Ian didn't say anything after all, he was pleased with Cynthia's departure, and thanked Iofita for choosing to stay, but he never mentioned the real expectations and expectations they had in their hearts for him.

Compared to the current Iophta, Evan Ian is more like a lone wolf who wanders away from the wolves, he is far away from the wolves, quietly watching the warmth and happiness of the wolves, offering his blessings, and then alone, disappearing in the vast snowy night, fighting for life and death with those threats from the darkness, where no one knows.

That's right, Evan Ian always says to do what he can.

So in the end, it was like lighting his own torch, burning himself completely and scattering himself in the wind and snow.

The flame is so blazing that those who look at it will feel warm and bright, but those who want to embrace it further will be like moths to a flame, their skin and flesh will be burned by the heat and temperature of the flame.

But even if she was ignited and became firewood, Iofita had to hug her only flame of hope, unlike the military jungivers, the workers, the soldiers, who stood with Evan for the ideals and beliefs that Evangel had given them. Whether it's Iophta or she, the reason why she wants to touch him is simply because of Evan Ian.

So Iofita knows very well that as long as Evan Ian stays, then even if she turns to ashes, "she" will feel happy......

In any case, they are also sympathetic.